Chapter 10 No, did I provoke him again?
In reality, Feng Li was right. The demons couldn't support Jiang Qiu's playful nature. In his own world, Jiang Qiu's family was wealthy and had some assets. Others returned home to inherit their families after graduation, but Jiang Qiu insisted on pursuing his own dreams. Fortunately, he had an older brother, so Jiang Qiu could pursue his dream of becoming an actor.
But after five years, I'm still just a 38th-tier actor, with very few roles. Every time I act, I'm never satisfied, and scenes like this where I get to show off and fight monsters are even rarer. I originally wanted to make Feng Li's protagonist's life more exciting, but I didn't expect to become addicted to it.
System reminder: [Host, save your spiritual energy and don't get too carried away. Our mission isn't to let you get carried away.]
Jiang Qiu: [...]
Jiang Qiu could only suppress his energy and release less spiritual power, pretending that he was about to be unable to resist. There were a huge number of hairy spiders, and if Jiang Qiu slowed down a little, it would seem to the outside world that he was running out of spiritual power and could not resist.
Seeing this, one of the disciples of the Immortal Sect quickly shouted:
"Junior Brother Jiang has set an example for us. There's no point in us hiding behind others. Let's charge!"
Feng Li on the side had already taken a step ahead and stood beside Jiang Qiu in the blink of an eye. His sword had not yet been unsheathed, but the aura around him had already made the spider that wanted to move forward crawl on its stomach and dared not move forward. His long ink-black hair fluttered in the air, his eyes were cold, and although he had an ordinary face, he made people feel oppressed.
This also includes Jiang Qiu.
In an instant, all the spiders within a ten-foot radius around him turned into blood.
Damn it, he tricked me.
However, when Jiang Qiu saw that all the spiders had disappeared and the rest of the hairy spiders had retreated out of fear, Jiang Qiu rolled his eyes in his heart speechlessly.
No, my dear Demon Lord, please at least restrain yourself a little. You are just an ordinary disciple of the immortal sect now. Do you have to make such a big fuss?
What was even more bizarre was that despite him being so pretentious, these disciples of the immortal sect didn't even have the slightest suspicion. They were stunned for a moment, and then after coming to their senses, they all started to applaud.
"That's amazing! This time we really met a genius from the Immortal Sect."
"I thought Junior Brother Jiang Qiu was already quite capable, but I didn't expect his senior brother to be even better. I'm truly impressed."
"Qingxu Sect really has to thank this senior brother. Otherwise, we don't know how many junior brothers and sisters we would have lost here."
Jiang Qiu: "..."
Jiang Qiu couldn't help but twitched his forehead.
There really is no logic in the world of novels.
Feng Li flew down, and Jiang Qiu hurried forward to meet him.
"Brother, your skills are so amazing, look, they are all stunned...hiss." He didn't pretend well before and was scratched by the hairy spider. Now he moved too fast and accidentally pulled the wound, and the pain made the corners of his flattering mouth crooked.
Feng Li shifted his gaze slightly and noticed that Jiang Qiu's arm had been scratched by the spider's legs, leaving a long bloody scar. The scratch was very deep, and the flesh under the scar was swollen and black blood was already flowing. Feng Li frowned slightly and said sarcastically:
"That's all you've got. You're not coming here just to hold us back, are you?"
Jiang Qiu was so angry that his teeth itched. It was you who threw me in there, wasn't it? Huh? Huh?
At this moment, the system sounded: [Congratulations host, the protagonist's happiness level increased by 50.]
Jiang Qiucai finally relaxed his frustration and showed a peaceful expression.
It doesn’t matter if you have no future, as long as you have aura, it’s already very impressive.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect wanted to come over and thank Feng Li, but after seeing Feng Li's cold and scary expression, they consciously shifted their focus and began to praise Jiang Qiu, who was more easy to talk to.
"Junior Brother Jiang, thank goodness for you and your senior brother. It's really thanks to you that we are able to survive this time safely."
"Junior Brother Jiang, you really didn't lie to us. I didn't expect your cultivation level to be so impressive. Your senior brother's cultivation level is even more unmatched!"
Every word of praise was about Feng Li, and anyone could tell who you wanted to praise the most. Jiang Qiu was speechless when surrounded, but he still had a friendly smile on his face. In fact, if you want to praise my Lord, you don't have to beat around the bush in front of me.
Disciple A just noticed Jiang Qiu's wound and called out, "Junior Brother Jiang, are you injured? Quick, quick, Junior Sister, bring me some medicine to apply to Junior Brother. This wound is poisonous and will spread if you don't treat it."
He was injured and still had the nerve to laugh. Looking at the wound, which was oozing black blood and had already overflowed the surrounding skin, Feng Li felt a surge of anxiety in his heart. "Is his brain broken? He can't even apply medicine? What? Do you still want me to apply medicine to him?"
Looking at Disciple A's concern for Jiang Qiu and Jiang Qiu's smile, Feng Li snorted coldly, threw a small white bottle from his sleeve and accurately dropped it into Jiang Qiu's arms, with a half-smile on his face.
"You can't apply the medicine yourself? Why do you want me to apply the medicine for you personally?"
Jiang Qiu: "No, no." How could Jiang Qiu dare to let the Demon Lord apply medicine to him? Being scratched by a spider was just a small cut. He was not the heroine, so how could he have such treatment? Letting the Demon Lord apply medicine would cost him a hand.
Jiang Qiu was holding the small white bottle in his hand, and the wound on his arm had been grabbed by disciple A and sprinkled with medicine powder.
Looking at the medicine that was thrown into the storage bag without any movement, Feng Li's eyes turned cold and his heart became even more restless. In his understanding, the Left Protector did not take his words seriously at all. Who is his Demon Lord?
Feng Li snorted coldly, "You don't know what's good for you," and turned and walked forward.
Jiang Qiu, who heard everything clearly, was left with a confused look on his face.
The system reminded: [Feng Li's favorability decreased by 20.]
No, did I provoke him again?
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