Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 707 Senior Brother He Wants to Force Me to Jump off a Cliff 28
In fact, Bai Ling didn't care about rescuing the child.

She had read the original text, and knew that although Yan was brutal when he killed people, he was still very particular about his food on weekdays.

Only when they are in a hurry, will they rush to bite the opponent's flesh and blood, one head at a time, otherwise they usually eat, just like monsters eating Tang monk meat, they have to starve for a few days to clear their intestines, and the little boy's life will be safe for a while.

Saving people is just a matter of convenience, she actually has other goals.

Nightmare is actually a creature that escaped from an ancient secret realm—if he wanted to mend the sky and save the world, Bai Ling would have to go into that secret realm for a walk.

And the ticket to enter the secret realm is Yan's body - not all of them, just one piece is enough.

——At first, I thought that I would have to wait a while before encountering this miraculous thing, but whoever wanted to go out for a night market casually, she saw one.

Things are a bit complicated to explain, and I don't want to mention things like secret realms for the time being.

After hesitating for a moment, she simply skipped explaining the reason and directly expressed her wish, "I want a piece of its meat, and I will take it back and study it."

This request is really weird.

Wu Jiangye glanced at her with a complicated expression, and forcibly understood that "my little pet wants nightmare's meat because it is studious", and then he persuaded himself and nodded reluctantly.

Just as he was about to sacrifice the magic weapon, looking for where Yanliu was, Wu Jiangye's expression froze suddenly, he turned around and pulled Bai Ling into his arms, and took her three steps away.

Almost at the same time, where Bai Ling was standing just now, the wall behind her suddenly opened up, and a sickle-like hand stretched out from inside, resting on the frightening whine of the wind, and slashed towards the back of her neck.

Wu Jiangye's expression froze, and the cold demonic energy surrounded his body. He slammed into it heavily, screamed unwillingly, and was bounced back into the courtyard with a bang, collapsing a courtyard wall.

When she flew out to attack, she still had a vague human appearance.

However, after being knocked out and slowly getting up from the ruins, her human flesh and flesh gradually melted away, and finally, only a dark, strange shadow with a height of one meter remained.

The black shadow staggered and took two steps before it re-adapted to its original body. Although it was not as good-looking as a human being, its strength also skyrocketed after breaking away from the fragile human shell.

Yan tilted his head and looked in the direction of the two of them quietly, as if he felt that the two prey were delicious enough, he let out a strange laugh from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, it suddenly exerted force and swooped towards this side.

Wu Jiangye's face was gloomy, and he hugged his junior sister and secretly stroked her silky hair before calming down.

This pitch-black strange creature is really eye-catching, but it doesn't know it, and insists on rushing towards him recklessly.

A little black glow slowly appeared in Wu Jiangye's hand, ready to deal with Yan directly when Yan pounced in front of his eyes.

However, the Nightmare was only halfway through the leap, when suddenly a dark green spiritual sword descended from the sky, curling up with a monstrous momentum, it accurately pierced Nightmare's neck, nailing it firmly to the ground.

Bai Ling was taken aback.

She was still being hugged by Wu Jiangye, and she could only see his exquisitely crafted and coquettishly designed clothes, but even without looking, she could feel that the aura was extremely familiar.

Before she could turn around to confirm, a more familiar voice came from midair, calling her with some unbelievable surprise, "...Junior Sister?"

...It turned out to be the male lead.

Wen Jing, like most other Taoist cultivators, hated the Devil's Cult.

Bai Ling leaned against the arms of the leader of the Demon Cult, the corners of his eyes twitched, he didn't know whether he should turn his head or not.

(End of this chapter)