Chapter 922 Sending Yin (9)

Being stared at by such eyes, Yu Xing could not help but get goose bumps on his back.

He indulged this feeling with some novelty, and at the same time cooperated with Zhao Yijiu who had told him the personal main task, and returned the information: "First of all, although I am not a good citizen, you will not easily accuse me of eloping."

The escort leader, who proved his innocence, looked unkind and sneered:

"As you can see, I have to transport a dart, and the mountain road is difficult to travel. The saint happened to have something that can help me, and I saved her life. She must go with me now."

Zhao Yijiu looked at him for a few seconds, with interest: "Repaying a favor?"

"So what." Yu Xing glared at him, "What's more, I said I saved her life, don't you care about what she encountered?"

"That's not a problem I need to care about." Zhao Yijiu portrayed an unkind "dog god" very vividly, and he took a few steps closer as if forcing, "I just want to take people away."

The reason doesn't make sense.

The two looked at each other and fell into silence.

After a while, Yu Xing spoke first to provoke: "What if I don't let her go?"

Zhao Yijiu narrowed his eyes, "Then I can only rob her."

Before he finished speaking, the whip of the escort leader came first, Zhao Yijiu dodged it with his head tilted, and almost at the same time, he kicked his feet and rushed towards Yu Xing.

He retained some of the fighting style corresponding to the name "Inugami", with fierce and fierce strength, no routine rules, but as wild and untamed as a beast.

Yu Xing didn't want to hurt him, so he didn't draw his sword, and only used a soft whip to deal with him.

Yu Xing's plan was that the escort leader saved the saint, and his identity was naturally opposed to the dog god who captured the saint and returned to the tribe, and the dog god who would force the saint to marry for the sake of the tribe's tradition was obviously not a reasonable guy.

If the two wanted to establish an alliance, they could only rely on "fighting".

Perhaps, after he wins, he can get the respect of the dog god for the strong. Isn't this often the case in novels? For self-esteem or a soulmate, or the obsession of "one day I can defeat him", someone follows the strong and then becomes a younger brother.

Although he doesn't want Zhao Yijiu to be a younger brother, this logic can be borrowed and used, which is just suitable for the stubborn dog god.

Zhao Yijiu cooperated so well, but he didn't show much of his strength. I guess he thought the same as him.

It's just a little strange that Guijiu didn't want to make trouble for him?

While Yu Xing was thinking, he had fought with Zhao Yijiu for several rounds.

Zhao Yijiu's unconventional fighting style vividly transformed "fighting" into "entanglement", which always felt like pouncing on food.

Because Zhao Yijiu didn't fight seriously, Yu Xing also held back. He thought that this performance would end smoothly with the tacit understanding of the two, but Zhao Yijiu suddenly increased his strength without martial ethics -

Bang.

Yu Xing was caught off guard by a force and fell to the ground, splashing dust.

A sharp pain came from behind, and Yu Xing hit the back of his head. His eyes went black for a moment, followed by a dull pain, and he couldn't help but groan.

Zhao Yijiu grabbed Yu Xing's arms with both hands, and suppressed him with his body like a beast, with a smile of success in his blood-red eyes.

"..."

Yu Xing understood.

Guijiu gave in for so long just for this, right?

He cursed in accordance with his character: "You are looking for death..."

Before he finished cursing, Zhao Yijiu's throat gurgled with a series of excited low roars, and suddenly leaned over and bit Yu Xing's neck.

This bite was merciless, and Yu Xing felt the flesh tearing almost instantly, and the warm liquid flowed out of the wound, and was sucked away before it sank into the collar.

The blood vessels in the neck were too fragile, and this bite was almost fatal in ancient times when the level of trauma medical treatment was backward.

Yu Xing took a breath and really wanted to question Zhao Yijiu - are you serious? !

He felt more and more blood pouring out, all drunk by Guijiu.

His temple trembled, and he raised his hand and punched Guijiu's head, but was swiftly avoided by the other party.

Zhao Yijiu's mouth was still stained with blood, and he grinned with satisfaction: "It tastes good. You are out of strength now, right?"

The blood loss made Yu Xing's vitality and strength fade away together. He was silent for a moment, and he really heard the system prompt.

[You lost a life because of a fatal attack. ]

It seemed that something was pulled out.

But then, the wound healed rapidly. This time it was not Yu Xing's own ability, but another strange power.

He was "given" a second life again.

The first time he regained his ability to move, Yu Xing twisted his waist and turned around, throwing Zhao Yijiu, who was obviously against his will, away from him.

His whip was much more powerful than before, and he chased Zhao Yijiu with it. The opponent didn't seem surprised by this result, and dodged flexibly until one time the whip was about to fall on his chest...

Yu Xing clearly saw that Zhao Yijiu could have dodged, but he pretended to be tripped and didn't dodge in time.

He snorted coldly and wanted to pull the whip back, but Zhao Yijiu took a step forward and took the initiative to fall on the whip.

Snap.

The whip deviated from the course, leaving a flesh-and-blood wound on Zhao Yijiu's arm.

"Uh ah." Zhao Yijiu suppressed a low moan, raised his hand to cover the wound, but his red eyes were wanton and bright, "Hiss...too light."

Yu Xing: "..."

Very good, I'm afraid the character of Inugami is a very perverted personality.

Before he could speak, Zhao Yijiu thought about the whip marks again, and continued: "You have two skills, and you can actually confront me head-on. Ha, but that's it, if it weren't for me I'll never get hurt here if I'm hungry."

Yu Xing sneered and watched his performance.

"The saint has good taste, but unfortunately, I am her fiancé. Even you can't take away the saint from our clan." Guijiu demonstrated with a wicked smile, "I can't take her away this time, it doesn't matter, next time I’ll come back when I’m full.”

"Escort master, don't expect this escort to be delivered as you wish!"

Yu Xing looked at him carefully.

It turns out that Guijiu wanted to use this logic, so that the opponent could not only follow the escort team, but also jump out from time to time to cause damage, and the main line could be both dangerous and dangerous.

But Yu Xing was a little unhappy.

He suddenly took out a piece of cake from his bag and threw it to Zhao Yijiu, as if he couldn't stand the provocation: "Using hunger as an excuse? Then you can eat it. After eating, we will have another fight!"

Zhao Yijiu was indeed hungry. All the Divine Dog tribe members who had been with him since the game started died last night, and the bags containing dry food were also lost.

He thought that Yu Xing saw that he was really hungry and found an excuse to feed him, so he kept a provocative look, took a bite of the cake, and swallowed it.

Ten seconds later.

Plop.

The ghost wine fell unconscious after eating the cake with the sweat medicine.