Small farmers dominate the desert island

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"Bad guy, don't bother with you..."

Lu Xiaoya was so ashamed, she turned and walked aside to pick mushrooms.

As long as you know it, if you have to say it, this bastard definitely did it on purpose.

Chen Yu swiftly dug out the thousand-year-old ginseng, wrapped it in animal skin, got up and walked towards Lu Xiaoya.

Suddenly, he frowned, feeling an inexplicable feeling.

Could this be the induction between the same door?

Chen Yu thought for a while, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed to Lu Xiaoya, "Junior Sister, it's dangerous, come back quickly!"

"what?"

When Lu Xiaoya heard Chen Yu's shout, she subconsciously turned around and asked.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed like a ghost from the nearby forest, grasped Lu Xiaoya's arm, and said with a sinister smile, "My little nephew, we meet again."

The person who suddenly jumped out to kidnap Lu Xiaoya was Deng Jiuchao.

Chen Yu flipped his hand and took out the crystal sword, and pointed at Deng Jiuchao angrily, "For the sake of being our senior uncle, I will give you a chance to let my junior sister go, and leave you with a dead body."

"Speak out loud, court death!"

Deng Jiuchao yelled angrily and slapped Chen Yu with his palm.

A powerful palm wind gushed out, enveloping Chen Yu in an instant.

The wind blade was like a knife, and the clothes on Chen Yu's body were smashed instantly, and there were many wounds on his body, and his skin was torn apart.

It looked like a bloody man whose skin had been peeled off, the bloody flesh was horrible.

Chen Yu slowly fell back in the flying blood mist.

"Brother!"

When Lu Xiaoya saw that Chen Yu was instantly killed with one move, she yelled in shock and shed two lines of desperate and heartbroken tears.

"You can't overestimate yourself. Although my master is injured and hurt again, he can kill you with a wave of his hand. Didn't your master teach you the truth that a lean camel is bigger than a horse?"

Deng Jiuchao stared at Chen Yu with disdain, and said with a sad smile: "Assuming you are a cat, you have nine lives, and you will definitely die today."

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

Lu Xiaoya struggled and cried desperately, but was held firmly by Deng Jiuchao, unable to break free at all.

"Beautiful young nephew, don't cry, you won't be pretty when you cry. Let's go and practice with the uncle. The uncle is eager to recover his strength. First absorb your spiritual power, and then absorb your master's." Lingli, finally, Quack, it will be your Grandmother's turn!"

Deng Jiuchao smiled wretchedly, picked up Lu Xiaoya and left.

"Beast!" Hu! "

Chen Yu yelled, and slapped the ground with both palms like a javelin, and bounced straight up.

"At the beginning of the battle, I dare to speak wild words, today I will clean up the door for Grandma Guan'er.

"Ok?"

Deng Jiuchao, who hadn't taken two steps, turned around in shock and turned to Chen Yu. He was still a bloody man holding a blood-red Weeping Blood Sword.

Weird, scary!

At this moment, Chen Yu was like a blood corpse crawling out of an ancient tomb.

"You didn't die? Could it be that you really have nine lives?"

Deng Jiuchao stared at Chen Yu in shock, feeling that this guy was Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death, and he could still stand up after being so injured.

"Let my junior sister go, and leave your whole body."

Chen Yu pointed at Deng Jiuchao angrily with the Weeping Blood Sword. If he was not afraid of accidentally hurting Lu Xiaoya, he would not talk nonsense with him and start a war directly.

At this moment, Chen Yu was a little wary.

"Brother, save me, no, brother, run..."

Lu Xiaoya was happy that Chen Yu was still alive, but when she thought of Deng Jiuchao's formidable strength, she instantly had the thought of dying.

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She hoped that Chen Yu could escape, and then come together with Mo Yanyan to kill Deng Jiuchao and avenge her.

She would rather die than be pushed by Deng Jiuchao.

"Eat me again!"

The corner of Deng Jiuchao's mouth pulled slightly, showing a sinister smile, and he slapped Chen Yu with his palm from the air.

"Wuzhi, come on, weeping blood sword, tornado!"

Chen Yu shouted loudly and swung his sword.

A blood-red tornado rose from the soles of his feet, sucking in the powerful palm wind that enveloped him.

Two two offset!

The wind dispersed, and people found that Chen Yu was still standing there, the wound on his body had begun to stop bleeding and scabs, and there was still a faint golden light under his skin.

"Here, are you still a human?"

Seeing Chen Yu recovering from his injuries so quickly, Deng Jiuchao's eyes widened in shock.

"Why tell you, say it one last time, let go of my junior sister and leave your whole body."

Chen Yu once again pointed at Deng Jiuchao with weeping blood and sword anger, gnashing his teeth and shouting angrily.

"Haha, so that's the case. It seems that the rumors are true."

Deng Jiuchao laughed suddenly, let go of Lu Xiaoya, and stared at Chen Yu with greedy eyes, "I heard that your boy's blood can cure all kinds of poisons, has a strong self-healing ability, and also got the Dragon Soul Armor in Hongyan Country, you The whole body of the boy is a treasure, I want to fuck with you, listen to you, hahaha."

Deng Jiuchao looked up to the sky and laughed like a maniac, ignoring Lu Xiaoya who was flying towards Chen Yu.

Previously, his mind was completely on Mo Yanyan's Lu Xiaoya, and he ignored the rumors about Chen Yu in the world.

The fact is also true, Chen Yu possesses the body armor of the Dragon Soul Armor, and the seemingly bloody injury is extremely serious, but in fact it is only a skin trauma.

The dragon soul armor was hidden under the skin, blocking more than [-]% of the attack power for him.