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"A second-level undead from the Starry Sky?" Jian Jinge lowered his eyebrows, looking disdainful. Listening to the screams of the skeleton child under his feet, a trace of anger and irritation flashed across his brows. He slightly exerted force on his toes.

The skeleton child's head was embedded deeply in the pit, and the shrill screams suddenly stopped like a duck with its neck strangled, leaving only a faint humming sound.

It seems like he is crying, as if he is begging for mercy.

The sound that irritated the eardrums finally disappeared, and the hostility in Jian Jinge's eyes dissipated a lot. As if he had thought of something, he relaxed his footing a little. "By the way, what did you just call me? Bastard?"

She murmured the name softly, then laughed softly, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Haha, aren’t they a group of people who are kept in captivity for people’s entertainment?

Bastard! So that's how it is. In the eyes of these undead, humans are a lowly race.

Whether inside or outside the realm of sin, weak humans are as lowly as ants in the eyes of the undead race.

Calling them inferiors, perhaps in their hearts, humans should be grateful to them for being called that.

Just like the violent reaction of the Skeleton Child.

These humans who are kept in captivity have the same status as livestock and can be slaughtered at will.

We should kneel down humbly, wag our tails and beg for mercy from it, be afraid of it, please it, beg it, and admire its existence.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Jian Jinge's mind, and he laughed out loud. He covered his eyes with one hand, raised it up, and lifted the loose hair on his forehead.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and Jian Jinge's dark eyes flashed with horror.

The force on the ankle that had just been relaxed was applied again.

There was a crisp "crack" sound coming from under her feet, and the black and red flames condensed on her ankles suddenly burst into flames due to her emotional fluctuations.

With her as the center, the flames instantly burned the area within a radius of one kilometer, forming a huge circle of fire.

The thick black-red flames were like a hellfire that took lives, burning every dead tree, the dried corpses swinging on the swings, the skulls under the trees, and the broken bones used to pave the road on the ground.

The pit burning with dark blue flames shook violently in fear the moment it came into contact with the black flame, and was then swallowed up.

Screams came from these mummies, skulls, broken bones, and fire pits.

But it only screamed once before turning into ashes.

Xiaobao was already in tune with her, and at this moment he could clearly feel her emotional changes, like anger, sadness, and discomfort. All kinds of complex emotions mixed together and converged into a raging rage.

Xiaobao's big, black grape-like eyes were also tinged with a hint of pity.

With a whoosh, he jumped into her arms, gently patting her back with his little paws, and his soft hair rested on her neck, rubbing it gently, soothing her emotions.

Jian Jinge raised his head and gently rubbed its head, his eyebrows curved, and he said calmly, "I'm fine."

Xiaobao raised his head and looked into her eyes. Although Sister Jin Ge's tone was very gentle, he could still catch a glimpse of the terrifying depth in her eyes.

"Yeah." Xiaobao responded sullenly, then looked at the skeleton child in the pit, and his big eyes like black grapes suddenly burned with rage.

After a few struggles, he broke free from Sister Jin Ge's arms and angrily rushed towards the undead in the pit, shouting, "Sister Jin Ge, loosen your legs and let me come."

When she retracted her foot, Xiaobao was surrounded by violent lightning, and 10 volts of electricity was concentrated on its left foot.

One kick, one kick, one kick rhythmically kicked the skeleton child.

Jian Xiaobai walked up to her step by step, stood quietly beside her, and did not speak.

The young man who followed behind him had his eyes wide open, a look of shock on his face, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was in a trance.

No, they didn't expect that the skeleton child who was so terrifying and difficult to kill in their eyes could be subdued so easily by Boss Jian.

He suddenly understood why Brother Hu Chong and the others had expressions of admiration, pride and longing when they talked about Boss Jian.

But then he thought of his brothers who had led away several undead in order to buy him time to escape. His nose felt sore, his throat suddenly felt bitter, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The undead that were led away were all very powerful, and so much time had passed, the probability of him surviving was very slim.

Thinking that his brother died for him, the boy finally couldn't hold back and sat on the ground, crying loudly without caring about his image.

Although he knew in his heart that he couldn't blame Boss Jian for this, he still felt a little resentful in his heart, wondering why Boss Jian couldn't come a few minutes earlier.

This way, I won't have to die...

woohoo~

"Where are Linghu Chong and the others?" Jian Jinge didn't stop him from crying. There was something in her hand, and she tapped it a few times with her fingers.

But soon, she gave up the locator lock.

There might be some kind of energy interfering with this space, making it impossible to locate and lock onto the position of Ling Hu Chong and the others.

The young man heard this and knew that it was not the time to cry. He calmed down and after a while, he explained,

"We were together at the beginning, but later on, we were separated and fled separately. So, I'm not sure where they are now or whether they are still alive!"

But as he was speaking, a light flashed through his mind and a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.

Pointing to one direction, he said anxiously, "Boss Jian, when Ling Mumu and I separated, he ran in that direction. He led away several undead spirits at that time. Please go and save him first."

Even though so much time has passed, Ling Mumu may have died long ago, but what if, what if he is still alive,

Before he saw the body, there was still a glimmer of hope, so he couldn't make a decision so early.

At the same time, he felt a little annoyed. Why didn't he say it earlier? He wasted so much time.

Every minute and every second of delay now is a hope for Mumu Ge's survival.

Jian Jinge didn't say anything. He took out a treasure and wrapped it in black and red flames. He signaled Xiaobao to leave and shot a gun through the skeleton child's mouth, nailing it firmly to the ground.

Black flames enveloped it, burning it.

Ignoring its screams, he pulled out a few bottles of potion and a precious axe and tossed them to the boy.

"Stay within the circle of flames. The undead dare not enter."

As she finished speaking, the burning circle with a radius of a thousand miles instantly shrank to fifty meters.

A pair of golden wings emitting flowing light suddenly unfolded from behind Jian Jinge. With a tap of her toes, the golden wings spread out and fluttered.

In an instant, she disappeared from the spot like a golden meteor.

Only a golden feather was left floating in the air and slowly falling down.

Before the boy could react from his shock, Jian Xiaobai waved a pair of white feathers, holding Xiaobao, and drew a pure white meteor trail.

And just the next second after Jian Jinge and the other two left, a black and red circle of flames filled the gap in the sky, forming a 360-degree, absolutely safe circle with no blind spots.

Above the flames, there was a layer of violent lightning.

The strong wind blew violently over the boy's clothes, blew up his three thousand strands of hair, and blinded his eyes.

He stared at the direction they left with his eyes fixed on it, and a look of longing and fanatical admiration gradually appeared on his face.