How could the dignified Divine Court, with its executives who exist like gods, possibly fall for a lowly female player?

Even if it's lust at first sight, it's definitely just for fun.

Wife and children?

It's ridiculous.

Wang Ba laughed even more lewdly, "A woman who even an executive officer can be attracted to must be quite special, so I have to give her a try."

Qin Xian wanted to vomit, "Su Deng, quickly beat him up!"

So energetic, looks like he's not going to die?

Su Deng glanced at him sideways, "I'll kill this one; I won't interfere in your own grudges."

Qin Xian pursed his lips and nodded.

"beautiful……"

Bang--!

Wang Ba thought Su Deng's words were too arrogant, too cocky, and a bit pretentious. Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, Su Deng had already drawn his sword and attacked.

The tortoise used its skill, "Su Deng, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

Qin Xian, who had just gotten up, said: "...Do you think you're Sun Wukong?"

Su Deng remained silent, the chaotic evil god power within his body condensing on his sword. The sword energy he unleashed caused the river water behind him to explode.

There's still a long time before the individual competition ends, but there are only thirty spots available.

Someone has already cleared the level, so there's no time to waste.

Qin Xian grabbed the arrow and ran towards Zhuo Feng, saying, "It's time for us to end this."

His aura surged, his power exploded, and he forced Zhuo Feng to retreat steadily.

Zhuo Feng's face turned deathly pale. "You actually hid your strength..."

"I don't want to fight for anything, I just want to live here."

Qin Xian cornered Zhuo Feng against the wall, manipulating the silver arrow to press against Zhuo Feng's neck. "I can't beat the Butcher and those big shots, but if I can beat you, I think it's more than enough."

But he has no friends in the real world, and he can't trust the game world.

Zhuo Feng was about the same age as him, and the two teamed up to conquer many challenges.

There has to be some kind of feeling involved.

But today...

"ah!"

A scream rang out.

Wang Ba had his head chopped off by Su Deng's sword, without even being able to utter a last word.

Zhuo Feng's heart sank to the bottom. "Qin Xian! Qin Xian! I'll give the props back to you... please don't kill me..."

Qin Xian looked at the props he took out, remained silent for a while, and said, "I know you have enough divine-level materials to exchange for a life. Since things have come to this, I will let you go this time. If you can live to see us again... only one of us will survive."

"Qin Xian... Qin... uh..."

Qin Xian didn't give him a chance to finish speaking before an arrow pierced his throat.

A flash of light, and Zhuo Feng's body dissipated, only to reunite in another place.

He used god-level materials to achieve resurrection.