Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2034: Chapter 2035: Jade-Faced Young Lord

”No! Let me die! Let me die!” Su Miaomiao kept shouting in agony.

”Don’t be silly!” Lin Chen deliberately raised his voice.

”I... I really can’t go back... can’t go back... you’d better let me die! Perhaps death will bring me relief, why, why won’t you let me die?” Su Miaomiao questioned Lin Chen.

”Are you stupid? You’ve already done so much, even if you die now, can you change these things? No, you can’t change any of these things, you know?” Lin Chen replied.

Su Miaomiao’s heart trembled, she gradually came to her senses, realizing how ridiculous she had been with what she had done.

”Yes! I’m so ridiculous, why did I do these things?” Su Miaomiao began to despise herself.

”Swish swish—”

”Watch out!”

Lin Chen immediately embraced Su Miaomiao, but his back was injured by a projectile, the Green Split Darts, instantly immobilizing him.

”What happened to you!” Su Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise.

After Lin Chen was hit by the Green Split Darts, his actions and speech were restricted. Although he kept trying to get Su Miaomiao to leave this place, she was completely unaware of the danger, thus unable to leave.

This actually gave the attacker a chance to strike.

”Su Miaomiao, Shan Qiao, the leader, is really impressive. He knew you would defect, so he sent me to keep an eye on you. Unexpectedly, you not only gave the Soul-Slaying Blade to the enemy, but also offered yourself. You’re truly shameless!” Jade-faced Zhang Han emerged, looking at Su Miaomiao with disdain.

”Zhang Han! Why can’t you come at me directly? Why sneak attack?” Su Miaomiao questioned.

”Aww? Feeling sorry for your little lover? Hahaha! I just want to see you suffer, just want to see you heartbroken! Su Miaomiao, open your eyes wide, do you know who cares about you the most? If it weren’t for me pleading for you, would you be able to get out directly?” Zhang Han scolded.

”Get lost! How did Uncle Guang plead for you back then? And what did you do in return? I got out purely because I committed to the mercenary group’s orders. You insidious, hypocritical villain, bring it on!” Su Miaomiao rushed forward.

The two clashed blades, sparks flying in the forest.

”Hei Jiu, help the girl,” Lin Chen commanded.

”No problem.”

At this moment, Su Miaomiao couldn’t match Zhang Han, and was directly knocked to the ground by Zhang Han’s ”Sulfur Light Shadow Fist.”

”Su Miaomiao, you’re now covered in sulfur. If I ignite it slightly, you’ll be sent straight to heaven. How does that feel? Exciting, isn’t it?” Zhang Han questioned.

”Just kill me if you want, what’s with all the nonsense!”

Actually, at this time, Su Miaomiao had already seen the Soul-Slaying Blade moving on its own behind Zhang Han, so she deliberately attracted Zhang Han’s attention.

”Fine! Then don’t blame me!”

Just as Zhang Han was about to kill Su Miaomiao, he was suddenly pierced through the heart by the Soul-Slaying Blade.

”You... this... impossible...” Zhang Han exclaimed in shock.

”Die!”

Su Miaomiao stood up, kicked Zhang Han to the ground, then pulled the Soul-Slaying Blade from his back, stabbing him directly in the head, blood splattering everywhere.

Zhang Han was killed instantly by the Soul-Slaying Blade.

At this time, Lin Chen also freed himself from his constraints.

”Are you... are you okay?” Su Miaomiao asked, somewhat apprehensive, unsure if Lin Chen had fully recovered.

”I’m fine, but you’re quite handy with that Soul-Slaying Blade, why not...”

”No... I know, it’s yours, besides, you’ve already tamed its spirit, so it’s your blade. Take it! Thank you so much for earlier.” Su Miaomiao continued to express her gratitude.

”Oh? Why thank me? Didn’t you kill him yourself?” Lin Chen said deliberately.

”Don’t fool me, how could I wield a sword now? Only a high-level deity like you could do that,” Su Miaomiao continued.

”It was just luck! Don’t stress about these things, hurry back!” Lin Chen said.

Thinking of going back to the unbearable Green Steel mercenary group, Su Miaomiao felt a little troubled.

”I... can’t go back...” Su Miaomiao was a bit melancholic, standing still, looking at her shadow, unmoving.

Seeing her lamenting figure, Lin Chen felt a deep pang of sympathy.