Bang bang bang!
A grand "firework" exploded, and a continuous mountain range instantly turned to ashes.
A young girl in a white dress, her face slightly obscured by a hand, smiled as she admired the beautiful scenery before her. Seemingly relaxed, she turned her head and lightly scolded:
"Why are you making such a long face? It's awful! We finally managed to kill the plague. As a member of humanity, shouldn't you be happy?"
"They said that by eliminating the evil god's plague, at least a million people could be saved from death."
How could Chu Yunfan not be miserable? He was so miserable that he should be grateful for his status as the protagonist.
His body was covered in wounds, stained with blood. The largest wound cut right through his waist and abdomen, almost splitting him in two, and his intestines were about to spill out.
He shifted his body, leaning against his broken sword, and stared at the demon god, a bitter taste in his mouth.
In just over twenty days, this was already the third evil god he had fought alongside this demon god. Each time it was extremely dangerous, and there was never an easy time getting through it.
After all, who would dare call themselves an evil god if they didn't have some real skills? And if they wanted to invade the world, they should just go cool off somewhere else.
Exhausted, trembling with fear, and utterly despondent were the true reflections of Chu Yunfan's state of mind.
Thinking of this, he turned his head, a few strands of hair just barely obscuring his eyes and brows. A line of blood ran from the corner of his eye onto his jade-white face. In a moment of dread, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and his hoarse voice carried a hint of self-mockery:
"I'm sorry, I'm really not that great. Besides, aren't you the savior of humanity? I'm just a little follower by the savior's side at best."
It might still be a fragrant, oily, and tempting bait.
What should I do? I feel even more suicidal now.
Ling Xiao ignored the suffering of her "protagonist," instead engaging in lively gossip with the system in her mind:
"Look, look, here we go again, a sudden burst of stunning beauty and a moment of vulnerability."
Not content with just laughing out loud, they took advantage of the fact that no one could see them, and moved closer to admire the view, not holding back their verbal attacks:
"This world consciousness is pretty clever. I was wondering why it thought it could create a protagonist to steal food without getting beaten to death. Its plan is to use beauty to seduce people."
Ling Xiao was also smiling, but still corrected the system's incorrect statement:
"Wrong. The world consciousness has a much more beautiful idea. It's rare for a protagonist to have only one female lead. There should be at least three, not to mention various ambiguous relationships."
Look at me, this girl demon who loves devouring evil gods—it not only provides a backer for the relatively weak male protagonist in the early stages, but the contrast in our identities also gives the protagonist a secret thrill.
"This is definitely a top choice for the first wife."
The system felt a chill after hearing what was just a joke.
First wife?
This word couldn't be more incongruous with Ling Xiao; it's chilling to even think about.
No wonder, the protagonist has become increasingly miserable the last few times he's been eating with the evil god, it's almost unbearable to watch... Sigh, I guess I'll just have to stop watching.
Ling Xiao's voice turned cold:
"But be careful, aphrodisiacs, aphrodisiacs, curses that can only be lifted through skin contact, etc., are all old tricks."
I was immediately furious. How disgusting!
The system completely forgot that when it was guiding the host, it actively promoted aphrodisiac sets to seduce emperors, presidents, marshals, and so on, and sales were booming.
"Host, let's kill him, uh, no, you said he'd still be useful. Since that's the case... I've got it, castrate him!"
The more the system spoke, the brighter the light became, and the more it felt that its idea was truly brilliant.
While speaking, he quickly sent purchase requests to his familiar systems. There was no other way; if he needed more advanced technology or drugs, he still had to rely on his colleagues.
Hahahahahahahaha.
Chu Yunfan's eyes widened. He thought he was hallucinating before he died. Otherwise, why would the demon god suddenly laugh so hard that he covered his face with his hands and laughed until tears streamed down his face?
His body even has tear glands?
After careful consideration, Chu Yunfan cautiously asked:
"Did something funny happen?"
"Hahahaha... No, it's nothing. It's not actually funny, but it's funny in some ways."
Ling Xiao laughed as she spoke in a daze, and seeing Chu Yunfan's puzzled expression, she wanted to laugh again.
In high-level cultivation worlds, it is generally believed that the protagonist is the chosen one of heaven and earth, the darling of the gods. This is not wrong; the protagonist is someone that the world nurtures with all its might.
In a sense, it can indeed be said to be the world's favorite son.
Now the system is going to cut off the fertility of its own precious son in front of his father. Isn't that ridiculous?
After this series of actions, he realized that his idea was impossible to realize, and he squatted down to the side in dejection.
Ling Xiao ignored him. She was in a good mood today and had taken down three experience packs in a row. Although she had only tasted a little of each and hadn't had time to absorb them yet, she had them anyway.
As the saying goes, there are no bad nicknames. The fact that the plague was given this name shows just how dangerous and contagious it was.
Countless terrible plagues were spread through Him, causing the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people. Even those who survived suffered long-term effects that made life worse than death.
There is even a mysterious plague that causes its carriers to feel no symptoms but unconsciously harbor hatred towards humans, resorting to any means to slaughter their own kind.
Therefore, this expedition only involved Ling Xiao and his sidekick Chu Yunfan; there wasn't even a driver.
Of course, even without transportation, Ling Xiao could return in an instant with just a thought.
But He clearly wanted to enjoy the mountain scenery, and even though he was about to die, Chu Yunfan could only risk his life to accompany him.
Ling Xiao walked ahead, occasionally sniffing the wildflowers in the mountains, thoroughly enjoying herself, while Chu Yunfan reluctantly followed behind.
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