Faced with the order and threat from the master, Jiang Si not only did not throw the knife away, but tightened her grip on it. "Little friend, your master knows me very well. You should know clearly that your safety is not determined by my knife, but by me as a person."

They think she'll be safe once she throws away the knife? What kind of daydream is that? What are they imagining of, that they're invincible?

The first generation's hand, which was touching the companion's face, moved to its neck and grabbed the companion's neck: "Zombie, you're so arrogant!"

Jiang Si raised her chin slightly: "Whether I'm arrogant or not, you've been imitating me all along, so you know better than anyone else, don't you?"

"What, you're still asking me? Just how insecure are you!"

mad?

How could she be arrogant? It's just her nature.

"Don't come any closer to me." The first generation spoke up to stop her: "If you come any closer, I'll strangle this companion spirit!"

The companion spirit, its delicate face stained with blood as it was being choked, said fearlessly, "Master, just go! Attack her! I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of death! Don't let her threaten you! Don't!"

The first generation's expression changed, and he rebuked the companion spirit: "Shut up..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Si shouted, raising her long sword and stabbing it at the first person.

Ruthless, fast, steady, and accurate.

Before the first generation could dodge, it used the companion spirit whose neck it was choking to block the attack.

She thought that Jiang Si would withdraw her spiritual power and strike back with her sword, just like last time, because of her companion spirit.

But to her surprise, Jiang Si not only didn't stop her knife this time, but instead intensified her violent aura, stabbing the knife directly through the companion spirit's body and into her own.

The first generation's eyes widened like copper bells as he watched his own body and his companion's body impaled on a blade. Shock gradually appeared in his eyes: "You..."

How dare she?

Isn't she the one who cares most about these companion spirits?

How could I not want their lives?

"What happened to me?" Jiang Si drew her knife and grabbed the companion spirit she had stabbed. She then quickly stabbed the first generation in the chest, immobilizing it. She didn't remove her hand from the companion spirit, instead channeling healing spiritual energy into it to heal its wounds.

Having confirmed that the companion spirit would not die, Jiang Si pushed it towards the spiritual eye behind her.

Ah Ying caught the companion spirit, made sure he was alright, and returned to the spirit eye's side to support him.

Lingyan's legs went weak. He fiercely wiped away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth, feeling relieved that his master hadn't turned around and hadn't seen him.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Si repeated the question she had just asked, turning to Yi Dai and asking, "Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

The first generation's chest was pierced through by the Tang sword, blood gushing out, his face was paler than paper, and the fear in his eyes was like seeing a ghost: "You are so ruthless, zombie, you are so ruthless. The companion spirits believe in you, pamper you, and fawn over you, yet you mercilessly kill them. You truly deserve to be called the all-powerful female war goddess of the zombie era on Earth more than 3,000 years ago!"

Jiang Si reversed the hunt, and the hunt circled directly in the first generation's chest: "Thank you for the compliment, but it's best to forget about these old, trivial matters as soon as possible. One should look forward and not be complacent about yesterday's glory. That's not right, you know, kid!"

Blood gushed from the mouth of the first generation, and with each opening of her mouth, the stench of blood wafted out of the nozzle: "What is trivial to you is nothing new. To me, if I had come out before you, I would have been the all-powerful female warrior, not you."

"My name is Generation One. If I appeared in the zombie era, you would have nothing to do with me."

“You look so much like me, you look so much like me, you are exactly like me…”

Jiang Si scoffed at her words and interrupted her, "Little girl, you're such a fool. You've been manipulated, you don't even know it, you've been manipulated by your master."

"You think I look like you? I was modeled after your personality. Tsk tsk, your master treats you very well, very loyal, and very self-satisfied!"

What kind of idiot came from, thinking that being an all-powerful war god is so easy?

She thinks she can stand at the top of power without putting in any effort? What the hell is she thinking?

Yes, her heart had been shattered by the hunt; there was no way she could survive.

While you're still alive and have plenty of energy, why not indulge in fantasies, imagining yourself as invincible and incredibly powerful, and even find some self-comfort and a moment of euphoria?

With a knife twisting in his chest, the young man convulsed in pain, his mouth agape, oozing blood.

She couldn't speak, but her eyes were fixed on Jiang Si with malice, like the most venomous snake and witch cursing her and trying to drag her down with her.

To eliminate future troubles, the smoke and willows, along with the hunting and killing, have consumed the blood and flesh of a generation.

In an instant, a generation turned into a pile of bones, which fell to the ground and scattered, never to be pieced back together.

Jiang Si kicked the skeleton away, then looked at the robots holding shields with her sword.

The robot's eyes flashed red, and its gun was pointed at her, but it didn't fire, as if waiting for a command.

As the ginger knife tip fell to the ground, the thin, thread-like willow branches disappeared into the earth. She walked towards the robots: "Your master only brought one first generation over; there are no second or third generations?"

"No, there must be second, third, fourth and fifth generations to fit the concept of cloning."

As she approached, the robot began to cock its gun, making a loud, intimidating sound.

Jiang Si showed no fear of the voice and stepped forward. The lead robot, gun in hand, shouted, "Zombie, if you take another step forward, we'll blow your brains out..."

"Bag!" Before the robot could finish speaking, thin, thread-like willow branches emerged from the ground, coiling around their legs and bodies, and wrapping around the guns, blocking the muzzles.

Immediately afterwards, countless bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting the robot.

The robot had no shield to block the lightning and was struck directly by it, making crackling sounds and sending sparks flying. Even worse, the robot caught fire, hissing and emitting thick smoke.

Hundreds of robots were destroyed in an instant, shattered into pieces, no longer whole, unable to even stand, let alone hold a gun.

Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"

My aunt's fighting power is amazing!

My aunt is so amazing and awesome.

Waaaaah, idol, idol, idol!

Dog Daddy, step aside.

In its heart, its father is number 1 and its aunt is number 2.

Hundreds of robots were destroyed, but Jiang Si continued forward. At the very back of the hundreds of robots, she found the companion spirit and the tree that had transformed into a human.

They were tied up by robots, strapped to the bushes, and concealed by invisible shields. If you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't even realize they were so close.

Jiang Si removed the invisible shield, saw them, and raised her knife to cut the ropes binding them.

Ling Hong was at the front, and Jiang Si was the first to cut his rope.

Ling Hong, now free, quickly leaped up.

Jiang Si reached back to cut the ropes of the others, when suddenly the urgent voice of the Spirit Eye rang out: "Master, be careful! Ling Hong, do not make a move..."

When Jiang Si heard Lingyan's shout, the color in her eyes changed slightly, and she was about to turn around.

Ling Hong, who was behind Jiang Si, struck her waist with a palm strike: "You stinking zombie, die!"

The spirit eye let out a heart-wrenching cry: "Master..."

His shouts could not stop the fact that Jiang Si had been attacked in the waist.

A heavy palm strike, imbued with spiritual power, landed squarely on Jiang Si's waist. She felt a sharp pain in her stomach, her legs went weak, and she knelt on one knee, leaning on her Tang sword. Her face paled slightly.

Ling Hong gathered her spiritual power, smugly saying, "You stinking zombie, I told you, I'll drink your blood, eat your flesh, and transform you and your children into my energy."

"You didn't believe me, but now you should. I, Ling Hong, am flexible and patient, and I endured all this for today. I want to devour you and make your whole family stay inside me as fertilizer."

“Ling Hong…how dare you…”

"Shut up, you dying tree." Ling Hong gathered her spiritual power into a whip and lashed it directly at the approaching Ling Yan: "Go die already!"

The spirit eye stumbled and ran towards them, powerless to retaliate against the spiritual whip.

At the critical moment, Ah Ying sidestepped and blocked Ling Hong's spiritual whip, which struck him.

Ah Ying's clothes were torn and a bloody welt appeared on his body. He endured the excruciating pain and went to help Ling Yan.

The spirit eye's body was decaying, like holding fine sand in one's hand; the more urgently and tightly one tried, the less one could hold on.

When Ah Ying went to help him up, he fell directly on top of her, pulling her to the ground as well.

Jiang Si felt a sharp, throbbing pain in her stomach, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Using the strength of the Tang sword, she tried several times to stand up but failed.

Jiang Dandan suddenly hurled herself at Ling Hong.

Ling Hong was prepared; she took out an electrified net and used it to catch Jiang Dandan.

Seeing that things were not going well, Jiang Dandan quickly returned.

Ling Hong waved the electric grid around, while Yang Yang's smug smile remained unwavering: "Tens of thousands of volts, Little Black Egg, are you afraid of getting electrocuted too?!"

"I really thought you were fearless and dared to come and smash me again!"

Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"

Who the hell is afraid?

It is not afraid of electricity.

It was the electric grid in his hand that gave it an unpleasant smell.

It's an extremely unpleasant aura. In its inherited memories, anyone who gets stuck with that unpleasant aura will be corroded and die.

Instead of the electricity from the computer scaring it, where did this stinky tree find the most irritating smell?

"Can't stand up, huh!" Ling Hong looked at Jiang Si, who was kneeling on one knee. "That's right, you can't stand up. I forgot to tell you, the punch I just threw at you wasn't just powered by mental energy, it also included this..."

A tiny syringe appeared in Ling Hong's hand, the blood on it indicating that he had just injected the contents of the syringe into Jiang Si's body during the sneak attack.

"Ling Hong, you bastard, what are you doing?" Ling Yan got up, gritted his teeth with A Ying's help, and walked with difficulty to Ling Hong, angrily questioning him.

Ling Hong twirled the tiny syringe in her hand, licking her lips with the tip of her tongue: "What did I do? I just gave your master an injection, what else could I have done?"

"Spirit Eye, look at you! You're barely clinging to life, about to die, and yet you dare to stand in my way? You're still protecting her? Do you think you can protect her?"

Lingyan, her figure swaying like a willow branch, gazed at Linghong with bloodshot eyes: "I can protect her. She is my master, the master I've been searching for for 3000 years. I can protect her."

"And you, a tree that betrayed your kind and has no conscience whatsoever, you don't deserve a master, you don't deserve a companion spirit, you don't deserve..."

"Smack!"

Ling Hong raised her hand to slap Ling Yan's face.

Ah Ying stepped aside to block the slap, which landed heavily on his face, instantly turning his face red and swollen.

Ling Hong frowned and grabbed A Ying, who was weakened by Ling Yan's physical weakness: "He won't live past today. If you stay with him, you will die too. Why not form a contract with me and become my companion spirit!"

Weakened, Ah Ying used all her strength to slap Ling Hong across the face, cursing, "Traitor, you traitor! All that kindness from Ling Yan to you, thinking you knew your mistakes and could change, thinking you weren't inherently bad!"

Ah Ying, who was about to die with Ling Yan, wasn't very strong. When she slapped Ling Hong across the face, it was like a tickle.

Ling Hong was neither angry nor annoyed. She rubbed her hand with the back of her hand and said sarcastically, "He's good to me? What's so good about him? Don't think I don't know. He's not killing me because he doesn't want you to die!"

"He's good to me. When this stinky zombie used me to suck his blood and nourish him with my spiritual energy, he didn't refuse. Is that what it means for him to be good to me?"

"Ah Ying, can't you be fair? I'm younger than him, more handsome than him, more energetic than him, stronger than him. I can live for another ten thousand years, while he is old and dying. Can't you look at me, look at me, and be my companion spirit?"

Ah Ying's wrist was gripped tightly by him as she questioned, "I can't see you. You are not my tree. Even if you live for another 100,000 years, I still won't be able to see you."

"Ling Hong, give up on that idea. I don't crave worldly riches, I don't crave the years of life, and I don't fear death!"

"You're asking for death!" Enraged, Ling Hong flung A Ying away, sending her crashing down in front of Jiang Si, where she coughed up blood.

Jiang Si had no strength left in her body. She knelt on one knee, her stomach cramping, and her legs felt wet, as if amniotic fluid was leaking out.

She wanted to save Ah Ying, but was powerless to do so. She could only watch helplessly as Ah Ying collapsed in front of her, vomiting a mouthful of blood, and lying on the ground, too weak to move.

The Spirit Eye focused its spiritual power to attack the Spirit Red.

Ling Hong lashed out with her spiritual whip: "Nonsense!"

Snap!

The whip lashed out at Lingyan!

Lingyan felt pain, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

Despite the pain in her stomach, Jiang Si watched Ling Hong walk towards them step by step, and a slow smile appeared on her lips: "The God-Devouring Needle, more than 3,000 years old, and they even kept this thing specially for me."

"Wow, I'm so touched. After more than 3,000 years, I can still see another old friend. It's really great."

Ling Hong brandished the needle in her hand and said in a sinister tone, "Happy? How about I kill Lingyan and Aying to make you even happier?"

More and more amniotic fluid was flowing out, and Jiang Si was wearing a skirt, which could cover her up a bit. "Oh no, Ling Hong, I advise you not to go any further, not to touch my people, otherwise your new master, my old friend, will definitely tear you to pieces for my sake!"