Chrystian was anxious and guilty.

According to the instructions of his master, after receiving the news, he had already arrived at Fulu Street and was waiting at the gate of Fulu Zhai.

Without receiving any orders to act, the old god was watching the street, waiting for Sean to come out.

All the tasks have been arranged, but unexpectedly, when he realized that something was wrong and broke into the Fuludian venue, what he saw was Sean lying in a pool of blood, and Yan Huainan with an expressionless face.

After rescuing Sean, the illusion takes effect.

Yan Huainan practiced four or five punches, and the hits were just puppets created by illusions.

The next puppet will definitely appear behind Yan Huainan until the magic power of the illusion array is exhausted.

Chrystian didn't understand why Sean was so badly hit, and from the time they made the plan, it was impossible to get injured.

It wasn't until Chrystian, who had not yet run out of Fulu Street with Sean in his arms, that he looked at Yan Huainan, who punched Yan Huainan with the connection between the Fuludian venue and Fulu Street, that he understood that his master seemed to have encountered a ruthless stubble.

Now the ruthless person to face has been replaced by him.

"Who are you?"

Exclamations rang out all around, but no one ran for their lives, but looked at the two people with relish.

Some people have already recognized the person who pursued him as the lord of the country who was stationed in the deep palace, Yan Huainan.

Even if they don't know why the lord of the country wants to hunt down a dying person, hunt down a strange-looking person, the shouts have already sounded, cheering for their lord.

Being able to see the lord of the country means that the lord of the country, who is rumored to have died a long time ago but has been blocked from the news, is still alive.

As long as the lord of the country comes forward, perhaps, after killing the two people in front of him, the lord of the country will go to the front line and beat the bullshit cubs of the country of Stan, so that the disadvantages of many years can be reversed.

Coupled with the news that the sword god Song Jingyan was out of the customs, not only did the people on the whole street not be afraid to flee for their lives, but there were also people who blocked the way for Chrystian to escape, constantly urging Yan Huainan to kill these two, and then lead them together to attack the country of Stan.

The people here are simple and belligerent, but they are simple and unlovable.

Chrystian has long known what the people in Yancheng are like, and it is unfair to buy the second floor of Lanyue Building, doing business fairly.

In an ordinary way of doing business, the main asking price of Lanyue Building is 30 million. As Sean's butler, this amount did not meet their expectations, and it also made Chrystian feel that the other party was humiliating him and his master.

It turns out that there is only one truth in the Qinglong Kingdom, and that is the fist.

A frame is inevitable, and the final transaction price is also very satisfactory to both parties, one party is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, from 30 million to the last 1.5 million, the owner of Lanyue Lou does not have any dissatisfaction.

I was also very happy to be able to sell the second floor to a powerful person, not only to help purchase all the items, but also to complete the formalities after running.

The only one who was unhappy was the vendor downstairs in Lanyue, and the two sides fought, and it was only him who suffered in the end.

It's still a disaster that has nowhere to complain, and if you publicize your losses, not only will it not have the slightest impact on Lanyue Lou and Sean, but it will only make the hawkers get a tidal wave of ridicule.

Who told you that you are not capable enough, people fight, you can't even protect the stall, and you say that you are a native of the Qinglong Kingdom?!

The people here are proud and inferior.

Powerful people are taken care of everywhere, and those who are not talented or good at fighting, in addition to being frightened to do business to make a living, there is only one way out to leave the Qinglong Kingdom to do business outside.

The reason why the Qinglong country is vast and sparsely populated is not because there are few births in each family, but because there are not many people who can survive in the Qinglong country and still live well.

Just like reading a book, not everyone is suitable for reading, and not everyone can become a knowledgeable scholar by reading a book.

And in the Blue Dragon Country, those who can gain a foothold must be people with a certain amount of force.

Don't look at the vendors who set up stalls on the streets, doing jobs that many people don't look up to.

can bring each of them out, not to mention the fists and feet, and maybe a few lives.

In a country where everyone is good at martial arts and respects martial arts, the scene of people on the streets neatly organizing themselves to cheer for their own lord and kill people is not so difficult to accept.

Chrystian knows this very well.

After the illusion was broken, Yan Huainan came to him, and his retreat was blocked by others.

Chrystian gently put Sean down, took out a handful of black beads that looked like six-flavored rehmannia pills from his arms and stuffed them into Sean's mouth, which was used to save Sean's life.

Glaring at Yan Huainan, Chrystian took a deep breath, it seemed that he would not be able to return to Lanyue Tower with his master without a fight.

I only hope that those beads made of souls can protect the life of my master.

"It doesn't matter who I am, just fight."

As soon as Chrystian's words fell, before he could take the lead, Yan Huainan rushed up more anxiously than him.

Should I say that this is an impatient person, or is he a guy who will take the first step.

The Chrystians had the upper hand from the start, both with punches and kicks, and with quirky spells as support.

Yan Huainan's fist was like a forbidden spell, no matter how many tricks Clestian had, he only needed to break it with force.

Whether it was summoning the undead out of thin air, or assisting in spell interference, Yan Huainan's fist smashed one method after another for Chrystian, and forced him to come out with the ability to press the bottom of the box.

He is an avenger, and the people of the entire wasteland are avengers, and hatred fills their hearts.

Most are resentful of sealing them in the wastelands, with no life to plunder and no fresh blood to nourish their parched throats. Deriving pleasure from killing, taking one's life and making oneself feel the presence of life is the law of survival in the Wasteland.

In the dark seal, killing one's companions is not called killing, because most of them are white skeletons with no self-awareness, like tearing down a mannequin.

The bones were broken, and then they were put back together, and they were the same again.

Longing for true life, the seal is hatred.

Clestian was no exception, but his hatred was much more hidden.

Seeing Sean on the corrosive ground was an accident, but it seemed like an accident that had been arranged for a long time.

Acknowledging that Sean is his master, he is a qualified housekeeper.

Yan Huainan's appearance was an expected accident, Sean needed time to recover, and Chrystian was the one who bought time.

No roaring, no whining.

As with Sean's situation at the time, Chrystian, who looked different from the people of the Blue Dragon Country, became even more weird.

In addition to the outlines of the limbs, the whole person, no, can no longer be said to be human, has become a monster, a real monster.

A carapace-like helmet was his head, and there was no face under the helmet, only two blood-colored eyes, like two infrared pens, staring at Yan Huainan.

The hands and feet are disproportionate, and the hands hang naturally but can touch the knees.

The huge claws are very metallic, and the whole body seems to be covered with a layer of hard armor, if it weren't for the heart beating in his chest, Sean would have shouted - Gundam!

Men's romance is very simple, no amount of money, power, or women is as good as a Gundam worth pursuing.

Any robot that has a metallic feel and can move, scaled up, as long as there is a cab for you to drive, it is a Gundam.

"Youkai!"

"Youkai!"

"Lord of the country, kill the monster!"

"Don't be afraid, with the lord of the country, the monster will definitely die!"

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The bustling voice, from the panic at the beginning, to cheering for Yan Huainan.

The people of Yan Cheng all believe in Yan Huainan, just as they have always expected that Yan Huainan will definitely beat the country of Stan to ruins, this is the trust in Yan Huainan.

"Kill!"

Yan Huainan's answer was very simple, just kill it.

It didn't matter what kind of tricks Chrystian used to deal with him, or what he looked like from a human to a monster, it made no difference in front of him.

The proud fist missed, and instead of hitting Chrystian's body, it struck a wing-like armor.

It's hard.

This was Yan Huainan's first thought, he didn't expect that the master and servant who had been pressed and beaten by himself all the time, but they changed their form and blocked his fist.

There was no questioning, and there was no stopping.

The stormy fist struck Chrystian's wings, and sparks flew everywhere.

Sean was lying behind Chrystian, which was the reason he didn't plan to avoid it, and the soul beads that were put into Sean's mouth were just to save his life, not to completely heal the injuries on his body.

The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it is for Sean. Not only the impact of the injury, but the Blue Dragon Kingdom is not their territory after all, and any accidents may occur.

Only by bringing Sean back to the second floor of Lanyue Building can Chrystian really put his mind at ease, where there is a magic circle arranged by Sean, it is a suitable place for healing.

If you don't get rid of Yan Huainan, you can't do all this.

For the first time, Chrystian showed this form in front of Sean, and she had already made a decision.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!"

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Choosing is a very difficult thing, and ignoring the options in front of you is also an escape.

Running and running, in the end there is no way out.