Chapter 3930 The Immortal's Spiritual Pet 19

What if he doesn't agree with me later.

"Ruran——"

She shouted.

"Yeah!"

Ruran answered, and looked at Fusang beside him, and they smiled at each other.

"Ruran——"

Qingliang shouted again.

"Ahaha, hey!"

Ruran answered again, and he glanced at Qingliang.

Hope is right in front of us!

"Ruran——"

Qingliang shouted for the third time with expectation.

"Yeah! Hum~"

Ruran answered, raised his eyebrows and looked at Qingliang, and the expression on his face was also very happy.

Qingliang saw that he had clearly called three times, why didn't he move?

"Haha——Is this what you are doing, calling people three times, and then they will go in...Ruran's real name is not called this!"

Fusang laughed again, hugged Ruran's arm, and laughed happily.

"Yes! We've played enough, so now... it's time to send you off!"

Ruran smiled, and raised the magic sword in his hand high again.

Qingliang gritted his teeth, damn, she knew this was useless.

Trash!

Qingliang threw the bottle out with a flick of his hand.

"Qingliang... you're not a good boy, why did you just throw away your master's things like that!"

Yechen appeared out of nowhere, his white clothes dazzling people's eyes. After he stood on the ground, he stretched out his hand and held the bottle, looking at Qingliang with a reproachful face.

The immortal is here!

Although the immortal came down in a very pretentious way, Qingliang was very moved when he saw it.

There's salvation!

As soon as Yechen stood here, Qingliang felt refreshed instantly, and the pressure released by Ruran had long dissipated.

Looking at Ruran, Yechen hadn't done anything yet.

Ruran's body, which had already taken shape, was also slowly melting.

"Ruran——"

Fusang, who was standing by, was so frightened that she cried out. What happened?

How could the god she had been looking up to become like this?

Ruran could no longer answer anything at this time. He turned into a pool of blood in an instant.

At this time, Yechen raised the bottle in his hand, and Ruran's pool of blood was just absorbed into it.

"Here——"

After absorbing Ruran's pool of blood, Yechen threw the bottle to Qingliang.

"Take it and refine it. It may be useful in the future."

"Thank you, great immortal!"

Qingliang bowed respectfully to Yechen.

Yechen walked slowly to Fusang.

Fusang was intimidated by the fairy spirit on him.

Maybe because she had been with Ruran for a long time, she seemed to have gradually become a demon.

"Great immortal——I was forced by him!"

Fusang knelt on the ground in fear, tears and snot streaming.

She stretched out her hand and pointed at the bottle.

Qingliang saw that she was so young, but her ability to be a fence-sitter was really the pinnacle.

But the immortal, how could he believe her words?

Who knew that the next second, Ye Chen nodded slightly.

"How could a simple and lovely girl like you do something that hurts the world? You must have been forced."

Ye Chen sighed heavily again.

"Yes, immortal... I hope you can save me..."

Fusang said, kneeling on the ground with a pious look.

"Okay!!"

Ye Chen nodded, stretched out a hand, and sucked Fusang's head.