Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#215 - Chapter 215 Too Slow

At this moment, Xiang Nanzhi seemed deaf, not even lifting his head, using his own hands to pull out the fragments embedded in Li Chenqiu's flesh, and then pressing his hand on the bleeding wound.

After a few seconds, he moved it away, and the wound strangely stopped bleeding.

He repeated this operation, over and over again...

Liu Shen looked down at Xiang Nanzhi: "Are you a God-Hated One?"

There was no response.

A cold glint flashed in Liu Shen's eyes, and he raised his hand to beckon behind him.

A strong middle-aged man stepped forward and walked into the pit, shouting loudly at the same time: "Are you deaf? Can't you hear what Brother Liu is saying?"

Jiang Haicheng, outside the barrier, felt his breath catch in his throat at this scene, and shouted loudly: "Don't move them, I'll have someone find your leader!"

He wasn't blind, and he could naturally see that Xiang Nanzhi was treating Li Chenqiu.

The middle-aged man heard the voice, turned his neck, and looked at Liu Shen.

Liu Shen crossed his arms and signaled the middle-aged man with his eyes to investigate the two's background.

The middle-aged man understood, strode up to Xiang Nanzhi, stopped, raised his foot and stepped directly on Xiang Nanzhi's shoulder, pressing his waist to bend down uncontrollably.

But even so, Xiang Nanzhi did not stop his movements.

The middle-aged man asked in an unfriendly tone: "Hey, who are you? Who is this white-haired kid? What is your relationship with the people outside?"

Xiang Nanzhi said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll tell you in a moment, just wait a moment."

If the middle-aged man lowered his head at this moment, he would have noticed that Xiang Nanzhi's eyes were dead and lightless, and extremely cold.

Those eyes seemed to be glued in place with super glue, and they hadn't moved for a long time.

"Wait a moment?" The middle-aged man sneered, pulled out the dagger from his waist, held the handle in reverse, and stabbed it straight towards Xiang Nanzhi's neck.

Sizzle—

The blade did not encounter any resistance and pierced through Xiang Nanzhi's neck, and bright red blood spurted out like a fountain.

Xiang Nanzhi frowned slightly, but the movements of his hands did not shake at all.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man's lips curled up: "So you really are a God-Hated One, kid, what is your relationship with that white-haired youth? Why are you saving him."

As he spoke, the hand holding the hilt kept twisting, stirring Xiang Nanzhi's wound and preventing it from healing.

Xiang Nanzhi said softly: "He has more wounds, I'll tell you when I've stopped all the bleeding."

The middle-aged man looked at Xiang Nanzhi in surprise.

He didn't expect Xiang Nanzhi to be able to say this sentence so calmly.

"Big Head, stop it for now!" Liu Shen shouted.

The middle-aged man, called Big Head, heard this, pulled out the dagger, and put down the foot on Xiang Nanzhi's shoulder.

Liu Shen walked to Xiang Nanzhi's side with admiration, and asked, lowering his head: "You are very tolerant, do you want to join our Divine Dynasty?"

"Did you bury the bombs?" Xiang Nanzhi asked back.

"That's right." Liu Shen nodded directly in response: "What's wrong, what do you want to do? Are you going to hurt your own kind for this human?"

Xiang Nanzhi grinned, reached out and placed his hand on Li Chenqiu's last bleeding wound: "Same kind?"

"You should have just become a God-Hated One, right?" Liu Shen spread his hands: "Do you think that if you save him now, he will thank you when he wakes up?

You simply don't understand how much hostility ordinary people have towards God-Hated Ones, who would be friends with a man-eating monster?"

"That's true, I have a deep understanding of it."

Xiang Nanzhi grabbed Li Chenqiu's arm with one hand, carried him to his shoulder, and walked step by step towards the edge of the barrier.

"You..."

The middle-aged man standing beside him wanted to say something, but Liu Shen stopped him with his hand.

Xiang Nanzhi carried Li Chenqiu to the edge of the barrier and put him down.

The Jiang family members stuck to the wall, looking at Li Chenqiu with concern.

Xiang Nanzhi said in a deep voice: "He is temporarily out of danger, but he still needs more detailed treatment."

"Who exactly are you?" Jiang Haicheng asked in confusion.

"Xiang Nanzhi."

Xiang Nanzhi replied faintly, and then turned to walk towards Liu Shen.

Liu Shen asked with a smile: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to join us?"

Xiang Nanzhi reached out and brushed away the hair hanging in front of his eyes: "Join you?"

"We are the same kind, don't you understand?" Liu Shen frowned.

"You ants are the same kind as me?" Xiang Nanzhi turned his wrist: "It's really ridiculous and fearless. You moved the person I want to protect, then I'll send you to the west!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward and sneered: "The person you want to protect has been blown up like that by us, how strong can you be? You are the real joke!"

Xiang Nanzhi did not refute, and as his footsteps fell, a strange wave spread out, blowing his tattered robe to swell.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Nanzhi's young appearance aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles like blood vessels crawled all over his body.

His skin quickly withered, and his dense black hair began to turn white.

Liu Shen frowned in confusion, and a strong unease rose from his heart.

The middle-aged man standing beside him did not realize the danger was coming, and laughed mockingly: "Hehehe, you're going to send me off looking like this..."

Xiang Nanzhi did not wait for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, raised his arm, and waved it in the direction he was in.

Whoosh—

A swift gust of wind howled out.

The middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly, and neat lines of blood spread down from his forehead.

Liu Shen took a step back and looked at the middle-aged man in horror: "You..."

The middle-aged man turned his head stiffly, raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to say something, but it was too late.

Pfft—

The middle-aged man was like a blooming blood rose, slowly opening one by one, freezing at the most beautiful moment.

"Big Head!"

"Brother Big Head!"

The people standing outside the pit shouted in horror.

"You..." Liu Shen's eyebrows lowered, and he stretched out his arm without turning his head: "Don't come over, I'll deal with him!"

The people who were originally preparing to step forward retracted their steps.

After killing the middle-aged man, fine lines of blood appeared on Xiang Nanzhi's body, making people shudder.

"You're not in the First Realm?" Liu Shen narrowed his eyes and snapped his fingers.

Sizzle—

The sound of clothes tearing came from behind Liu Shen.

Sections of bones stretched out from his back, like spider legs.

The white bone blades shone with bursts of cold light under the sunlight.

Xiang Nanzhi chuckled: "People always expose their weaknesses so clearly, these are your words, I'll give them back to you..."

Chichi—

Before Xiang Nanzhi could finish speaking, the sharp bone blade pierced through the air and stabbed towards his brow.

Just as the bone blade was about to hit Xiang Nanzhi's brow, his figure disappeared from the spot like the wind.

Bang!

The bone blade plunged into the ground, and charred clods of soil shot out in all directions.

"Where is he?" Liu Shen looked around vigilantly.

Just then, a voice came from behind him.

"Too slow."