Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1167 Another snake?
Compared to the Corpse Demon King, the Flying Tiger King has higher attribute values ​​and is almost a superior version of Yang Yiyi.

But precisely because his style is similar to Yang Yiyi's, Li Chengxi can easily find the flaws of this grandson.

After all, doesn’t Li Chengxi know what Yang Yiyi’s shortcomings are?
After a series of rapid attacks, the Flying Tiger King was forced to passively defend. He withstood three kicks and gathered strength to prepare for a counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengxi said:
"Back off!"

Yang Yiyi kicked three times without any hesitation. She used the force of the last kick to do a backflip and landed steadily on the ground. Just as the Corpse King was about to fight back, Yang Yiyi had already run away as soon as he opened his arms.

Even though Yang Yiyi was beating the opponent just now, Li Chengxi was still very clear that there was a very obvious gap in attribute values. This gap could be made up by tactics, but it did not mean that tactics could win.

At this time, the sound of a flute began to be heard from behind, and one could even vaguely see Wu Shaoyi's bamboo flute sword flying over his head.

However, Yang Yiyi and King Feihu didn't pay attention to these, especially King Feihu, who stared at Yang Yiyi with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll tear your eyes out."

King Flying Tiger clearly saw that Yang Yiyi did not open her mouth, but the sound came from Yang Yiyi.

King Feihu did not care about Li Chengxi's threat. He was still wondering what was going on.

It was obviously unlikely that he knew that Li Chengxi was ready for the arrival of the saint at any time, and if the time came, he would literally tear out your eyes, without any discount.

After all, if it all depends on Yang Yiyi, it would be difficult to deal with the Flying Tiger King. If there were elders from various factions to help, they would be able to deal with him for a while.

The Flying Tiger King seemed to have a simple mind. After thinking for a while but couldn't figure out what was going on, he simply gave up thinking about it.

Fight first and then talk!

He took a step forward and was about to approach, but at this moment, a voice came from behind:
"Don't bother, Immortal. It's just tearing out his eyes. I'll do it for you."

The hairs on the back of Flying Tiger King's neck suddenly stood up, and he quickly turned around and swung his arm to attack.

In the darkness, a pair of hands belonging to a child stretched out and firmly caught the Flying Tiger King's sturdy arm.

With the impact of internal force, King Flying Tiger immediately vomited blood.

"Mayfly Magic? You are Shen Qingluo!"

This Mayfly Magical Skill is about living in the face of death, and its internal force is extremely strong and powerful, even the Ultimate Vajra Skill cannot compare to it.

When King Flying Tiger saw the girl's appearance, which resembled a little girl, and her strength that could easily disperse his internal energy, he immediately knew who the attacker was.

The Flying Tiger King reacted quickly and stepped forward immediately.

Under the heavy pressure, the sand under his feet rose up, and the Flying Tiger King took the opportunity to withdraw. After leaping up, he looked like he was hanging by a paraglider. In a blink of an eye, he crossed the night sky and flipped behind the sand dune.

Yang Yiyi was about to chase after him when Shen Qingluo said:

"Don't chase him, you can't catch up. This reckless man's Qinggong is really not weak."

Shen Qingluo could deal with the Flying Tiger King, but he was determined to run away and Shen Qingluo couldn't catch up with him.

Besides, it was pitch dark and Shen Qingluo didn’t really want to chase after him.

As soon as King Flying Tiger ran away, the sound of gongs was heard from the rear of the Sirius Cult, and a large number of troops began to retreat.

Yang Yiyi picked up the steel mace on the ground and chased and hit it for a while, but didn't get too deep.

"The closer we get to the Sirius Cult, the more similar attacks we'll see. It looks like we won't be able to sleep well tonight."

Shen Qingluo said loudly:

"Tian Jue Palace disciples, pack your bags, we will set off overnight!"

After all, if there is one, there will be another, and the Sirius Cult might even strike back.

It’s just that the Corpse Ghost King didn’t expect that Shen Qingluo was also there, otherwise he would not have shown up in person.

Yang Yiyi nodded when she heard this and was about to go back to meet up with Wu Shaoyi and the others, but Li Chengxi said:

"Be careful, I have something to do here."

After saying this, he fell silent.

——Dong dong.

The knock on the door interrupted Li Chengxi. He said something to Yang Yiyi and closed his laptop.

Maybe it was because I scolded the Corpse King too loudly just now, and as a result, the residents in other rooms came over to reason with me?
Thinking of this, Li Chengxi opened the door casually.

However, the person standing outside the door was not an unfamiliar guest, but Martina.

"Mr. Li, come quickly, something is wrong with Miss Gan!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chengxi quickly followed Martina's footsteps and ran to the next room.

Next door was a double room with two beds. Gan Xiaoyan was lying on one of the beds with a frown on her face, as if she was having a nightmare.

"I was just typing a report when I heard a groan. I turned around and saw Miss Gan in this state. I couldn't wake her up even if I called her."

Yes, you also need to write reports for the nine subjects abroad. This is one of the reasons why you become bald in this industry. There are endless reports to write every day.

But this is not the point. Li Chengxi hurried forward to check.

"Did you see anything strange just now?"

"Nothing at all."

As she spoke, Martina looked at Bruno. The Doberman, who was very human-like, shook his head, indicating that he hadn't noticed anything either.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the food?

This isn't right. We're here just to rescue people, not to infiltrate secretly. No one should mess with us.

Li Chengxi was also a little confused. He tried calling Gan Xiaoyan twice and then patted her face, but there was still no response.

There was no other choice, Li Chengxi had to give Gan Xiaoyan a set of three consecutive healing skills.

A healing spell, a resurrection spell and a restoration spell. This set of three spells can solve most of the problems you encounter, or at least alleviate them.

I don’t know which of the three treatments worked, but after one treatment, Gan Xiaoyan’s frown relaxed visibly, her eyelids moved slightly, and she opened her eyes.

"Brother Li? Why are you in my room?"

"I want to ask you something else."

Li Chengxi pointed at Martina:

"Martina came to me just now and said that you seemed to be having a nightmare and you couldn't be woken up no matter how hard we called you."

Gan Xiaoyan seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, her head still groggy. Upon hearing this, she sat up with the help of the headboard, and after a moment she seemed to remember what had just happened.

"I didn't seem to be dreaming just now. I saw Director Qian."

"What are you talking about? You can see Qian Sen after you fall asleep. If this is not a dream, then what is it?"

It couldn't be that Gan Xiaoyan was so nervous during the journey that she had some mental problems. Divine arts can cure physical problems, but psychological problems require therapy, which Li Chengxi can't do.

"No, I really saw Director Qian."

Gan Xiaoyan was anxious to explain, but suddenly she thought of something and pointed at her eyes:
"I have vision, which is said to be a rare talent. However, my vision is passive and I cannot use it consciously. I may have seen Director Qian through the vision just now."

This made Li Chengxi believe it a little. After all, Oldie also told Li Chengxi about the ability of Vision.

It seems like it can see things that the naked eye cannot see, and see the essence through the surface.

"Okay, you saw Chanson, where is he?"

"I am not sure."

Gan Xiaoyan covered her head and tried hard to recall:
"I, I seemed to see Director Qian being entangled by a particularly large snake."

Why, it's a snake again?
(End of this chapter)