Chapter 297: Yake One

The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes.

Was a golden figure.

Like a god.

Under the glow of the morning afterglow.

The golden light on his body shimmered brightly.

The gazes of the three were all shrouded in gold.

"Lin Shu, Jiang Shu, and Bai Yi, don't just zone out. Did your brains get beaten stupid?"

Qin Bei waved his hand in front of the three of them.

"Xiao Bei?"

"Xiao Bei!?"

"Qin Bei! How did you come back!"

Lin Shu's voice suddenly grew louder.

"I came back. If I hadn't, you would all be dead."

Qin Bei rolled his eyes.

Then helped the three of them up.

"It's over. Why did you come back? Our dying is one thing."

"You are still young. Why did you come back?"

Jiang Shu rubbed his head.

"I came to save you."

Qin Bei said seriously.

"Sigh, at this point, it's too late to say anything. If only we had known, we would have exhausted all our power to teleport you thousands of li away."

Bai Yi felt some regret.

"Is that the enemy?"

Qin Bei pointed to the sky.

In the sky, a bloody afterimage kept shifting positions.

Teasing Higgs and the Draken Dragon.

The disadvantage of the two's massive bodies was manifested at this moment.

They simply couldn't react in time.

They couldn't even touch Gao Wei's body.

Completely being toyed with by him.

Even.

The two dragons were attracted by him and crashed into each other.

If Higgs hadn't been able to teleport instantly.

He might really have been knocked down by the Draken Dragon.

Seeing this, Qin Bei hurriedly signaled for the Draken Dragon to land.

"Jiang Shu, you three leave first. Leave this to me!"

Qin Bei turned his head and said.

They were clearly mechanical, plastic-like red eyes.

But the three of them saw unparalleled confidence in them.

"No! It's too dangerous."

Lin Shu shook his head.

"We leave together!"

"We can't leave!"

Qin Bei shook his head.

As his words fell.

Beneath the ground.

Something emerged.

Blood!

Countless streams of fresh blood.

Bursting forth from the sewers.

One water spout after another.

Red blood, green blood, blue blood.

All kinds.

Mixed together.

Flying toward a single location, 930.

And the Seventh High School campus.

The school began to collapse.