The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Within the valley, the light of swords and the shadows of blades crisscrossed.

Jiang Liyu passed through the outer horde of beasts, and each time she raised her [Frost Annihilation], it brought out large swathes of ice crystals.

The blood-mane wolf had barely pounced when the icy blue sword sliced ​​open its throat. A corpse tiger raised its claws to strike from behind, but she dodged to the side and, with a backhand stroke, pierced its rotting skull.

Before the black blood even hit the ground, it was frozen into ice beads.

On the other side, Ye Chen kept moving close to the white corpse tiger.

The twin blades struck the stark white bones time and again, the reverberations echoing outwards along the mountainside. Each of the Corpse Tiger leader's pounces shattered the ground, yet it never managed to strike Ye Chen's vitals.

A lone figure traversed the herd of beasts, continuously reaping their rewards.

One of them grabbed the leader and dragged it tightly to the center of the battlefield.

Players who had just witnessed the master and apprentice's coordinated movements paused for a moment.

In a chat group with 9997 members, messages scrolled by instantly.

[John the Strange]: My God... Old Ancestor Ye and Sword Immortal Jiang have such great chemistry and such a strong couple vibe!

[Sweet Foundry]: What happened?! What chemistry? What couple?!

[Hong Ge]: Just now, Old Ancestor Ye and Sword Immortal Jiang had a perfect teamwork. I'll send you a video.

[Hong Ge]: (Video)

[Hong Ge]: Alright, it's time for me to die as cannon fodder, everyone, see you in the live stream.

After the last message was sent, the group chat interface quickly shrunk.

The projection lens passed over the chaotic herd of beasts and locked onto Brother Hong.

He closed the chat interface and waved to John the Strange and the others.

"Gentlemen, I'll go first."

"Okay, take care."

John and the others nodded to each other in farewell, without a trace of sadness.

Mengzhu was stunned by this scene.

Before she could figure out what these people were saying, Brother Hong had already turned and charged into the horde of beasts.

Skill lights shone from his body one after another.

The two Bloodmane Wolves that rushed towards him were forcibly knocked away. Hong Ge stepped on the back of one of the Bloodmane Wolves and leaped up, charging straight into the encirclement of several Corpse Tigers.

A moment later, several giant claws slammed down simultaneously.

Health bar reduced to zero.

Hong Ge's body disintegrated into countless points of light, dissipating into the dim valley.

"You...you guys?"

"Why didn't you stop them?"

She stared at John and the others, who seemed completely unfazed, and couldn't quite process what was happening.

The situation is so good right now.

Why would anyone willingly go to their death?

"what?"

John only realized at this moment that they had the old ancestor Zhongdeng beside them.

So he quickly came up with a lame excuse.

"Oh, he doesn't want to live anymore. We can't just stop someone who wants to die, can we?"

"You...you all!"

Mengzhu was breathing rapidly and pointed at them.

"This is a human life! In a game, death is real!"

"How could you do this!"

"Forehead……"

John and his group exchanged glances, their expressions somewhat subtle.

They couldn't just tell Mengzhu that they came from the future and that they would only return to the live stream after they died, could they?

"call……"

Seeing that the others hadn't answered yet, Mengzhu's chest heaved even more violently.

"You guys form your own teams!"

"I won't team up with people like you who treat their teammates' lives like a joke!"

She left the group, departing from John the Monster's formation, and prepared to find other players to join her.

But she had only taken a dozen steps when the rocks behind her suddenly exploded.

"roar--"

A corpse tiger smashed through the rubble, its massive body leaping into the air before pouncing fiercely down at Mengzhu.

"not good!"

"Mengzhu, get out of the way!"

John and the others, seeing the corpse tiger flying overhead, hurriedly called out to warn him.

Mengzhu suddenly turned around.

A foul stench hit her face, and the gaping maw of the corpse tiger filled her entire field of vision.

In that instant, her mind raced.

Not enough... not enough time!

Even if she blocks right now, she won't be able to catch up!

She's going to die.

The battle cries, the warnings from John the Monster and others, even the roar of the tiger in front of them... everything became extremely distant and faint at this moment, as if separated by a thick layer of water.

Only the black viscous liquid dripping from the corpse tiger's mouth remained, drawing ever closer.

Tears welled up in Mengzhu's eyes, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips.

perhaps……

This must be the retribution for abandoning the little fish and running away.

I'm sorry, Little Fish.

She closed her eyes and quietly awaited death.

"Zheng—"

A crisp sword cry shattered the ringing in my ears, cutting through all the buzzing and dazedness.

The distant shouts of battle echoed back into Mengzhu's ears.

"Wow! It's Jiang Jianxian! So handsome!"

"He killed a corpse tiger with a single sword strike!"

"Jiang...Jiang the Sword Immortal?"

A crystal fell onto her face.

Mengzhu opened her eyes shakily, touched her cheek, and raised her head.

Jiang Liyu had her back to her, holding up a long sword, the movement of which was the result of an upward sword strike.

The corpse tiger was cleaved in two from head to tail, its black blood freezing into ice crystals, forever freezing its attack in mid-air.

"Little...little fish."

Mengzhu's voice trembled, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Jiang Liyu turned her head and glanced at her.

With a flick of her wrist, she shook off the black blood from the blade of the Frost Annihilation sword.

"After that, we were even."

"Whoosh—"

After saying that sentence.

Without lingering, she rushed towards the battlefield where Ye Chen and the giant tiger were fighting.

Mengzhu was left standing there, staring blankly at her retreating figure.

Look, look...

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

"A person of high moral character, a person of refined conduct": "Sigh..."

"Although this sword saved Ancestor Zhongdeng Mengzhu, it also means that the relationship between the two has been completely severed."

[Guardian Qiu of Ghost Bone Mountain]: "Tsk... I actually feel that Mengzhu is a bit pitiful."

"It was clearly Jiang Jianxian who caused the trouble. It's not that people didn't try to save her, they just ran away because they were afraid of dying."

"Actually, it's not that wrong."

[Yun Chengmo]: "That's the logic, but unfortunately, that's just how relationships are between people."

"May I ask you, how many of you here haven't experienced a breakup with the one you love, even over the smallest of disagreements?"

"..."

"..."

"Grass!!!"