Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 297 She Can't Kill
The altar is very dark.

The string of black and white bracelets exudes a strange light.

The beads wrapped in dots of fluorescent light all disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The little leader glanced at him casually, thinking that he was dazzled, so he paused slightly, and stared at his feet with his head down.

But there was chaos all around, on the dark altar floor, there were crowded and chaotic shoes and robes everywhere.

"Boss, let's go, those few have turned into corpses!" urged the soldier who was still retreating next to him.

The little leader came back to his senses in an instant, and quickly lowered his head to look at Guoshi Haobai's slender wrist, repeating what he had just said: "Master Guoshi, leave quickly!"

He secretly thought that those beads looked valuable, but he had done a great job in protecting the national teacher. At this critical moment, the national teacher would not care about him for a mere bracelet.

Sure enough, a chuckle sounded from the opposite side who was close at hand.

It was obviously too chaotic, but the laughter reached his ears so clearly.

"Why, do you care about your national teacher?"

Sure enough, he didn't mention the bracelet, and the little leader felt relieved, secretly thinking that this is a good opportunity to show his loyalty.

He raised his head, and said solemnly: "Master Guoshi is an important pillar of Daxiang, and I will protect you Zhouquan!"

"Daxiang's pillar?"

The national teacher stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and slowly smiled dimly.

The little leader was laughed so hard that his heart trembled, he quickly lowered his head, his eyes flicked from side to side, and said urgently: "Master, let's go..."

"Even if you die, you still have to protect the integrity of your national teacher?"

"Yes, it is."

The little leader didn't dare to look up, so he saw the eye-catching white wrist protruding towards him, and his heart beat violently.

The next second, he stared at the bloody hole in his stomach, raised his head in disbelief, opened and closed his mouth: "National, national teacher..."

"Didn't you say that you will protect me to the death?" The national teacher slowly pulled out his bloody right hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Then the national teacher... will give you this chance."

As soon as she finished speaking, screams erupted from the crowd.

"My mother, ghost—"

In the middle of the altar, the bodies of the corpse-turned Chief of the Golden Pavilion and several soldiers swelled to two or three times their original size in an instant, as if they had been blown by someone!
The clothes on them were torn and turned into ragged strips.

However, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin that was still normal on the surface became rough and bumpy like old tree bark.

Or covered with three-inch long hair, like a giant monster.

Or it's like a spoiled steamed bun, with things like scales covering its body.

"Run!"

"Monster, monster!"

Soldiers, officials, servants, etc. were frightened out of their wits by this sudden change, and all of them fled in all directions like frightened birds and beasts.

The national teacher glanced at the little leader who was slowly changing his face at his feet, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "Tsk, there is no one who looks like a human being."

Fang Yao and the others who had already retreated to the other half of the altar were also shocked.

Yang Gao raised his knife: "They have become plague monsters!"

"Plague... Plague monster?"

The second young master looked at the monster that had become inhuman in just a few breaths, and his chaotic mind couldn't help thinking of what happened to Cangling Temple, and he said frightenedly, "The same thing as that snow monster?"

"Yes."

Fan Chen stared closely at the plague monsters that suddenly appeared.

The chaotic crowd pushed and shoved each other, and everyone ran desperately towards the outside of the altar.

The altar suddenly made a weird buzzing sound, and the iron chains on the stone steps shook and collided again, whipping everyone who wanted to escape.

A soldier was slapped back by the iron chain, and it happened to fall into the hands of the black-haired Plague Demon. Its thick claws, which were comparable to bear paws, slapped the soldier on the head...

The person who witnessed the tragedy rolled his eyes and passed out.

In just a short moment, the altar was full of tragedy.

People found that more and more epidemic monsters appeared, and seeing their former comrades in the same robe immediately turn into terrifying monsters after death, everyone finally understood Fang Yao's sentence - "There is a problem here"!
Ah Wu and the others knew that the plague demon was changed by people, so they quickly took out the tools and weapons they carried with them. Although they had experienced so much with Fang Yao, this was the first time they encountered such a chaotic situation.

"There are so many plague demons, Master, what shall we do?"

Yang Gao, who has always been bold, couldn't help becoming nervous.

Fang Yao's breathing was a little short, and the mask on her face was almost so hot that she could hardly bear it.

The familiar heartbeat and heavy breathing lingered in her ears.

A force that urgently needed to be released swam through her body at a high speed, burning her whole body as if it was electrified, painful and itchy.

A plague monster covered in scales jumped towards them, the mask on Fang Yao's face flashed a golden light, and a trace of fear flashed in the blood-red eyes of the plague monster.

"Ho!"

Yang Gao reacted very quickly, jumped up, went up and slashed the plague monster's arm with a knife!
There was a stabbing sound, and a gash more than a foot long was scratched on the arm of the epidemic demon. The wound was deep, with dark blood oozing, and countless translucent white scales fell on the ground.

No pain was seen on Plague Yao's face, but instead he opened his bloody mouth as if he was irritated, and attacked Yang Gao's round brain!

Yang Gao tilted his head and dodged to the side, but a few panicked soldiers rushed over, and a group of people collided with each other desperately!
"Brother Yang!"

With quick eyes and hands, Ah Wu threw out the noose that had been tied in advance every time. He often practiced noose in secret, and he was already very familiar with it.

Li Dazhu and Gouwa Daddy also rushed to help, and when they pulled hard, the scale monster was pulled to the side, and its huge body fell beside Yang Gao.

Fang Yao also rushed up like lightning, and taking advantage of the moment the plague monster fell to the ground, the Shangfang sword in her hand pierced into the plague monster's abdomen!
"Hush-"

Unlike being injured by Yang Gao just now, Fang Yao's sword made the scale monster howl in pain.

Fang Yao's eyes were hardened, and she exerted more force, almost her whole body collided with the plague demon, and the fiery power ran along the sword body to the other end with lightning flashes.

In the blink of an eye, a raging golden flame ignited on the scale demon's body!
"Damn it!"

Yang Gao got up from the ground, glared at the group of people knocked down by him, and cursed, "You bastards who don't have long eyes, almost damned your grandpa!"

The group of people who were hit by him got up and took a look. Isn't it the terrifying monster lying on the ground struggling not far away? !

And that Fang, whom their leader called a witch, was slowly drawing out the legendary Shang Fang sword.

They looked at each other, then ran towards Fang Yao.

"What do you want to do?!"

Yang Gao took a look and thought that these people were taking advantage of the chaos to attack Fang Yao, so he immediately grabbed one of them and threw him out.

"Master Fang, Master Fang, help!"

"Master, master, save the little ones..."

The people of the Li clan fell silent for a moment.

Fang Yao ignored these people, just took a few steps back, turned to look at Fan Chen, "What should I do? These plague monsters are not the point, capture the thief first and capture the king."

Fan Chen pursed his thin lips tightly, "She can't be killed."

Fang Yao was slightly stunned, and immediately followed his line of sight. The woman in green with a leisurely expression in the chaotic crowd raised her right hand lightly, and a few familiar iron leaf darts landed between the man's fingers, and two Embedded deep in the throat!

Fang Yao instantly understood that just now Fan Chen took advantage of the confusion and made a move.

However, the national teacher gently pulled out the iron leaf dart in front of his throat, and there was not a single drop of blood from the wound!

The skin was as smooth as ever, as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)