Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Xi Ze realized that he had completely angered Shen Jin without knowing when.

Every attack was accompanied by flying snow and ice, and it was impossible to discern the specific situation of the fight, and one could only barely make out the situation based on the sound.

The heavy sound of fists hitting flesh echoed on the top of the snowy mountain, vaguely mixed with someone's uncontrollable cry of pain.

After a long time, Caesar's face had become swollen beyond recognition, and even several of his wings were broken. He fell to the ground in the snow, twitching occasionally due to the pain.

Caesar was driven into despair.

He didn't want to compete with this madman in fist fights at all. If you have the ability, use the energy you are most proud of!

His head was buried in the snow, and his pale golden blood spread out along with the afterglow of the setting sun, making it impossible to distinguish.

"What on earth are you waiting for?"

Amid Caesar's hoarse voice, the witch Freya appeared, holding the crystal ball in both hands, looking particularly reserved.

Shen Jin floated three steps away from them, invisible air waves flying around her, and snowflakes were flying up, just like the colorful flowers gushing out during a coronation.

Shen Jin shifted his gaze towards Freya, and after looking around, he finally looked at the crystal ball in her hand.

Freya fell in front of Caesar: "Shut up, I have my own plan."

She took a deep breath and unconsciously looked at Shen Jin's fist. It looked no different from her own hand, so how could it hurt so much?

When all strength is lost, the only thing that allows a person to hold on to the end is her own physical energy and will.

Freya is self-aware.

Perhaps, ever since she was pushed into the sandbox, she has been on the road to failure.

She didn't believe the mortal's promise. To be honest, she didn't think that man had the ability to persuade Shen Jin. Moreover, even if he could persuade...

Her intuition told her: after persuading Shen Jin not to take action, he would take action himself.

This intuition comes out of nowhere, but the probability is definitely not zero.

So she took the initiative to negotiate peace.

After all, Shen Jin has not suffered any losses so far. Instead, he has used the sandbox world they created as a training ground for the Law of Pride.

Freya took a deep breath and suggested, "Let's talk."

Caesar's breath finally dissipated.

The witch's words were like a betrayal! His mind was agitated by anger, and his body also fell into a state of suspended animation that was rapidly repairing itself.

Freya showed her sincerity. She said, "I used some means to connect this place with the Abyssal Night and introduce the law of falling. But in reality, we haven't entered the real Abyssal Night."

Shen Jin raised her eyebrows and subsided. The fluttering snowflakes lay at her feet, as quiet as cotton.

The thin snow mist surrounding Freya also turned into cotton.

Freya: I mean, there was a knife hanging over my head just now.

She swallowed and spoke again: "I can untie the connection. But you need to swear to Mother Universe that you will not hurt me and Caesar."

Disconnecting her would not only completely drain her energy, but would even cause her to fall into a hundred-year dormancy due to the damage. If not...why would she do such a loss-making business!

If Shen Jin had not sworn to hurt her, she would have been powerless to fight back.

Shen Jin raised his eyes slightly and pointed at the paralyzed elf beside him: "He has been beaten like this by me, no matter how hard he is beaten, it will not make any difference."

"I can spare you, but I want his body."

Shen Jin lowered her eyes, hiding the emotion behind them. Elves were treasures nurtured by the laws of life, and their bodies were the vessels that directly nurtured new life.

It just happens that it can give the prey a stronger body.

Shen Jin didn't care about Freya's silence. With a slight movement of her fingertips, Xi Ze's body was lifted up by Xue and followed her into the temple.

Before closing the door, she turned to look at Freya.

The witch was now standing on the snow. The pale purple halo that usually surrounded her had completely dissipated, and her exposed skin was red from the cold ice and snow.

Shen Jin didn't feel any pity, she just added: "It's up to you."

If the connection is broken, she will be able to survive. If she refuses to cooperate, it will only be another corpse.

She has killed many people in this world.

Mortal or witch, it makes no difference to her.

There was a flash of blood in Shen Jin's eyes, which covered her originally golden and silver eyes in an instant, and then disappeared.

Untying the connection would be beneficial for her. Shen Jin thought: Energy would also recover faster. She was a little tired of this world.

Complete the bet as soon as possible and get out.

……

The temple gates closed again, blocking out the wind and snow.

Sparks were floating in the air inside, and they sank slightly when Shen Jin arrived, and bowed in greeting.

Sparks were arranged neatly in the air and extended towards the center of the temple.

The intricate patterns carved on the white walls were faintly visible in the firelight. There were no traces of Shen Jin's so-called gods, but rather an epic record of the dynasty's development over the years.

She remembered Xiao Jiangran's words and downplayed her record as both a human and a god.

What does it matter if she exists? If no record is made, these people will forget about her in a few days and nights.

Shen Jin had no intention of appreciating the mural. Perhaps after Xiao Jiangran woke up, if he was interested, he would introduce it to him.

The elf behind him was floating quietly, as if it was really dead.

Under the cover of the Law of Falling, the aura of life on his body became increasingly dim. For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether it was because of impending death or the Law of Life being in a state of decline.

The former is what she needs, while the latter is better not to appear.

Life is a mysterious thing. We cannot rule out the possibility of one in a million truly rebounding from the bottom, that is, being reborn from the ashes.

Shen Jin threw the body on the ground, and next to it was the crystal coffin where Xiao Jiangran was kept.

She had so much trouble.

How to ensure the elf's true death without destroying his body?

Oh, and there's a witch.

Her crystal ball can take on the form of a spirit.

Shen Jin lifted up Xi Ze again, deciding to take him with her to find the witch again. She hoped she would cooperate, but if not, she wouldn't mind snatching it away and testing it herself.

Just as he was thinking about it, Freya floated down into the temple.

She looked at Shen Jin and finally made a decision.

She said, "I deeply regret my previous calculations. To prove my sincerity, I am willing to disconnect you. You only need to ensure my safety."

"She betrayed me."

Caesar lay in his body, thinking quietly. It wasn't as hard to accept as he had imagined. After all, he had been dealing with the witch for a long time and knew that she was such a coward and afraid of death.

More importantly, he seemed to hear his mother's call, and felt as warm as returning to her arms.

The next moment, he was enveloped in a pure white halo that was as warm as cotton.

Without Xi Ze's desire energy as a guide, the uprooted desire collapsed in an instant like a castle in the air.

Shen Jin felt something and looked towards Xize.

"he died."