Wear it if you want, but I'm fighting the Ender Dragon!

Bai Ling: "Hello!"

Bai Wuchang: "Hello."

At this moment, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

But when Bai Wuchang tried to break free from Bai Ling's bowstring, Bai Ling said, "Hehe, since you're already in my hands, don't move around. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't smear your cute little face."

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuchang could only nod silently.

Slowly they flew down from the sky.

When Hei Wuchang saw his sister being caught, he ran over immediately in a hurry.

Hei Wuchang: "Bai Ling, please don't hurt my sister. As long as you don't hurt my sister, you can ask for anything. I will do my best to satisfy you."

Bai Ling: "Really?"

As he spoke, Bai Ling pulled the bowstring tighter. At this moment, Bai Wuchang was pulled by the bowstring by his neck, just like when Li Shimin was pulled by Li Yuanji's bowstring during the Xuanwu Gate Incident.

Bai Wuchang didn't say anything, but her expression was not very good.

Seeing this, Hei Wuchang said, "Okay, tell me, tell me what you want, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Bai Wuchang didn't want to say anything like "Brother, don't listen" or something like that. There was no point saying that now. Unless Bai Wuchang could escape from Bai Ling's hands, everything he said would be nonsense.

Bai Ling knew from the look on his face that Hei Wuchang really cared about Bai Wuchang.

"Okay, my request is not difficult, it's just..."

Before Bai Ling could finish his words, Bai Wuchang instantly pulled the bowstring.

Then he instantly grabbed Bai Ling's neck, and Bai Ling wanted to escape but had no way.

Bai Wuchang: "Haha, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. Now you are finally in my hands, haha."

Bai Ling: "You...you..."

Bai Ling's neck was pinched so hard that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Hei Wuchang was a little overwhelmed by this, but he was glad that his sister was okay.

At this moment, Bai Ling stretched out his hands and forcefully pried Bai Wuchang's hands apart.

Bai Ling: "Don't underestimate me, I've been training for more than ten years for Pa Pa, don't underestimate me, now for Parkin, don't think you can defeat me like this!"

Bai Ling struggled hard to break free, but Bai Wuchang also pinched him back hard.

"Okay, but I've practiced before. In order not to hold my brother back, I've practiced hard. I used to be a loser, but now I'm different."

Hei Wuchang wanted to go up and help, but given the current situation, he knew that he shouldn't go on the field, so he should leave this battle to Bai Wuchang.

Hei Wuchang: "Come on!"

"Yes, brother, I will."

"Okay, but from this point of view, we are kindred spirits!"

"That's right."

"How about a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

Bai Ling: "My request is simple. As long as I beat you, you will let me go to the other side of the glass."

Hei Wuchang: "Okay, not only that, we can also help you break the glass that restricts you so that you can pass through easily. What do you think?"

"Okay, tell me what you want."

Hei Wuchang glanced at Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang: "My request is very simple. If I win, you will kiss me on the cheek."

At first, Bai Ling didn't react, but when she heard Bai Wuchang's request, she was a little confused. What kind of perverted request was this?

I've never heard of this before. This is as perverted as Yang Le who was shirtless in "Shangri-La Border"!

Looking at Bai Lingyi's shocked, confused, and skeptical eyes, Bai Wuchang said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not a lesbian. Anyway, it's just a matter of whether you agree or not."

Bai Ling thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but if I really lose, you have to tell me why you asked me to do this."

"No problem. Well, since it's a fair competition, then..."

As she said this, she loosened her hand that was pinching Bai Ling's neck, and Bai Ling also loosened her hand.

Bai Wuchang: "Let's recover our strength first."

Bai Ling lay on the ground and said, "Okay."

So they ate something and rested for a while.

After an episode of "Shangri-La Border" passed.

Parkin opened his eyes with all his strength and saw the god of death rushing towards him again.

Death: "Haha, I wonder if you can hold on!"

Death threw a punch, Parkin dodged it with all his strength, but was still hit.

Parker Jin was shocked, ah, it turned out to be a feint.

The Grim Reaper looked at him provocatively, as if to say, you are still too green and need more practice.

Death: "Well, are you almost losing consciousness now? Haha, I advise you to give up. Don't make any more meaningless struggles. Just give up obediently. This way you will feel less pain."

Parker King: "Haha, what you said is so simple. If only the world was as simple as you said. Even though I am just an ordinary person, this is not a reason for me to give up. Small people also have their own lives."

Although Parkin was knocked away, he managed to stand firm this time.

Looking at Parkin who had stood firm, the Grim Reaper said, "It seems you have come to your senses. Come on, no matter what moves you use, I will only use my left hand. Don't worry, I won't break my promise."

"Okay, I completely believe what you said now, but I'm not like you. I only know that as long as I can win, any means are the same. Just like when Qin used a counter-espionage strategy against Zhao to force Lian Po to be replaced by Zhao Kuo, I will do whatever it takes."

"Okay, then come on."

After Parkin stabilized himself, he ate another spicy strip, which restored some of his health and defense, and his speed increased again.

Parkin took out his iron sword and said, "Come on."

All the diamond swords have been used for the sword stabs just now, and now there is only the iron sword. But now, as long as it can be used, it doesn’t matter what kind of sword it is.

"Haha, come on."

Death rushed towards him, and he also rushed towards Death.

He seized the opportunity and stabbed the Grim Reaper in the chest with the iron sword.

The Grim Reaper did not dodge but took the blow directly.

When the iron sword pierced his chest, it did hurt a little, but now for him, this feeling of excitement and pleasure made him very excited.

When Parkin wanted to pull out the sword, he held the blade of the sword and said, "Haha, you really make me excited. But now that the sword has been stabbed into my chest, don't think about taking it back so easily, haha."

Seeing him like this, Parkin immediately loosened his grip on the sword and ran away for a distance.

This guy may be a madman who likes to fight, but he is really strong, so try not to stay around him for too long, otherwise you will die without knowing how.

Watching Parkin leave, the Grim Reaper shook his head helplessly and said, "Haha, it really is too difficult to find an opponent of equal strength."

As he said this, he drew his sword, but when he drew it, he discovered a problem.

There's something green on this sword.

The Grim Reaper suddenly felt something strange in his body. He seemed to be getting weak?

No, he understood, he was poisoned.

That’s right, the green liquid on the sword is a level 3 poison potion.

It’s not that Parkin didn’t want to use the more advanced poison potion such as level 10 that the Dark Lotus gave them, but he was worried that the iron sword couldn’t withstand it.

He was worried that if he poured the level 10 poison potion on the iron sword, the sword would be corroded instantly.

In this case, it will be even more impossible to defeat the god of death.

Death: "Well, as expected of you, you are really despicable. However, such injuries will not cause too much harm to me."

Parkin: "Haha, it's okay. As long as I can hurt you, you can keep this sword."

Parkin had barely finished speaking when the Grim Reaper threw his sword at him.

A powerful force came directly to create miracles.

Fortunately, Parkin dodged to the side, otherwise he would have been killed by the blow.

Parkin touched his chest and said, "That was a close call."

Death: "Really?"

"real!"

The Grim Reaper had already arrived in front of Parkin, and he threw an uppercut at him.

But Parkin dodged it. This wasn't strength, but the God of Death...