Chapter 1257

The three women watched as Chen Ang disappeared into the depths of the jungle, and vaguely heard the sound of wood being chopped not far away.

The three stood in a stalemate for a moment; Zi Yan still did not put down the Black Dragon Sword, determined to kill the woman before her here.

"Two little girls, you likely can't trap me with just you two," the red-robed woman said laughingly.

Without Chen Ang, she was not afraid of these two at all.

Shui Linglong gave a cold smile, "The two of us are enough to deal with you."

Subsequently, the three fought together.

Not far from where they were fighting, Chen Ang chopped a few pieces of wood, built a simple small wooden house, and carried the comatose young man inside.

He himself rested outside the wooden house.

Closing his eyes, he could clearly hear the sounds of fighting not far away, and could even hear Shui Linglong's cursing.

Unknowingly, Chen Ang became drowsy.

He could no longer hear any sounds in his mind.

He didn't know how much time had passed when footsteps came from beside him.

Chen Ang's eyes opened abruptly, and he saw Shui Linglong and Zi Yan returning, looking slightly disheveled.

Their eyes were filled with anger, and when they looked at Chen Ang, the anger was even more intense.

"You were sleeping here?" Shui Linglong asked through gritted teeth.

Chen Ang rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"What else can I do if not sleep?"

"Are you finished fighting? Did you kill that woman?"

"No." Shui Linglong said viciously, then glanced into the wooden house, her angry mood easing slightly.

If Chen Ang had been sleeping inside and left the comatose young man outside, her anger would likely have been even greater.

Fortunately, Chen Ang did not do that.

Zi Yan looked embarrassed, feeling some annoyance in her heart.

She and Shui Linglong had joined forces but still hadn't managed to keep the woman, which made her feel very disappointed.

Especially when facing Chen Ang, she felt even more inferior.

"You could have killed her, why didn't you help us?" Zi Yan couldn't help but ask.

Chen Ang said earnestly: "I already made it very clear before; there's no need for me to explain again, right?"

"But, but you and Shui Linglong are friends."

Zi Yan did not understand Chen Ang's thinking.

Shui Linglong sneered and said to Zi Yan: "We are not friends; I don't have such a friend who stands by and watches others die."

Chen Ang followed her words and said: "Right, we have never been friends, just strangers walking together."

Once these words were out, they completely enraged Shui Linglong.

She scanned the surroundings, picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm, and smashed it toward Chen Ang's head.

With a *bang*, a large pit was smashed into the spot where Chen Ang had been.

But Chen Ang had already jumped two meters away, and looking at that deep pit, he patted his chest with lingering fear.

It was a good thing he dodged fast, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

"You are really ruthless."

Chen Ang said, then turned and went behind the wooden house to continue napping.

Shui Linglong carried the wooden stick and wanted to hit him again, but was stopped by Zi Yan.

After resting for a moment, the three continued on their way.

Along this road, they encountered several waves of people who wanted to snatch the Black Dragon Sword.

These waves of people did not have much strength, but their numbers were quite large, and their courage was not great.

Zi Yan held the Black Dragon Sword, and after killing a few people, she scared the others into fleeing in panic.

After fighting off another wave of enemies, Shui Linglong sighed with some fatigue.

"Sigh, how many enemies have you provoked?"

At this moment, she also felt a bit of regret for participating in this matter.