The shock waves often have to rise a little faster, so when Isabella felt the slight vibration under her feet, she saw fragments flying out from time to time in the distance, and could vaguely hear a few inhuman roars of beasts.

Her intuition that was far beyond ordinary people finally made her feel something was wrong, and an inexplicable sense of crisis quietly emerged.

She was about to open the door and leave, but she hesitated and shrank back again.

He said that she was waiting for him here and was not allowed to go anywhere.

Pan Shen's words were still in his ears, but the premonition in the dark was also right in front of him.

In less than a breath, Isabella made her decision.

Close the door and sit in front of the wooden table. She holds her chin and looks at the view outside the window in a daze.

Looking at the origin of the sense of crisis, and also looking at the direction of Pan Shen's departure.

There was no one in the room, so she just clenched her fists quietly and pursed her lips and said nothing.

The house is quiet.

On the other hand, the chase is finally coming to an end.

At this time, two curved sheep horns had already poked out from Pan Shen's forehead, and strange light was flashing in his eyes. His two ears became longer and pointed silently, which was quite a bit of an elf-like character.

However, at this time, he had no time to care about his so-called appearance, and his attention was all on the sword light that could reach with his hand.

A little bit, just a little bit!

His body began to swell quietly, his originally thin waist was squirming, and his lower body was slowly changing.

However, this kind of change was terminated just as soon as it arose.

The only reason is still limiting his appearance and not developing in a more dangerous direction.

cannot.

Absolutely not.

It must not be exposed at this time!

However, Pan Shen also knew that the wooden house was not far away, and if he could not catch the sword light at this time...

"Is this your attitude? I don't understand why you are like a demon? I said, I quit!"

Pan Shen finally couldn't suppress his anger in his heart, and roared and asked, "I don't get involved in your affairs, why do you still want to interfere in my affairs?"

He knew that the Sword of the Sky must be listening.

However, there was no echo and the sword light flew away.

On the top of Pan Shen's head, the sword shadow that fell from its own way was about to touch his head.

The Hanging Sword ruthlessly placed the choice in front of him.

Either transform into saving people, or you have to watch his 36th wife die.

The wooden house is close to you, and at most there is still a few breaths.

The perception far beyond ordinary people made Pan Shen see his wife sitting at the table and staring out the window blankly.

He could see her, but she couldn't see him.

He had to admit that he had seen countless girls, which were clean eyes.

Pure and transparent, clear and clear.

And she is also the wife he has been looking for for thousands of years, and she is also the only woman who can carry the essence of his life so far.

The elf queens of those days were not good!

Only her, only her!

He and their goals are different.

In the eyes of his mother, he will always be that ignorant and frivolous child.

He wants women, he wants to prove himself

I thought I had been wandering in this world for many years, living alone in the surprised gaze of my kind. In the countless winds and rains and changes, he felt that his heart had long been tempered as hard as iron, but he had to admit that at this moment, he felt softened.

That is his woman, no one can take it away!

With the faint black air, his fingers finally grew several inches in a slight explosion, barely grasping the tail of the sword light.

It was indeed a ray of light, but it was indeed like substance.

Pan Shen's heart beat three times like a heavy drum, and he also had to walk forward three steps along the sword's pull.

But in the roar of the sky and the tension of the muscles in his body, he barely stopped.

The sword light was only a few steps away from the wooden house...

The magic circle set up by Shen Pan in advance on this wooden house was activated, and the translucent light curtain isolated the surging dust on its own. However, Isabella widened her eyes and tried to find a familiar figure in this blurry scene...

She knew that Pan Shen was among them.

But before she could speak, she heard another roar of rage.

It was the cry of God Pan, but it was more like the wounded roar of some kind of beast.

The black mist instantly enveloped the cottage, wrapping it up, and the dense darkness obscured Isabella's vision, leaving her completely unable to see the scene outside the window.

"Shen Pan?"

"I'm here, Isabella, don't come out, wait for me."

From the black fog, Pan Shen's voice came from a high place.

Despite the deliberate suppression, Isabella could still hear Pan Shen's pain. She frowned slightly and couldn't help but look up, but what she saw was the darkness that could not see her fingers.

"Shen Pan, are you okay?"

Of course she didn't know that just as Pan Shen barely grabbed the sword light, the sword shadow above his head finally fell down.

The sword shadow entered the body, and from the top of Pan Shen's head, it was in full swing.

That was not an attack from the ants, it was a warning from the same kind!

It was like countless rust-blunt long swords eroding their nerves, and the mind seemed particularly fragile at this moment, making it difficult for Pan Shen to control the power that was like a galloping horse in his body.

This is also the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Amid the growing sounds of bones that are difficult for ordinary people to hear, Pan Shen's body is expanding, and in the blink of an eye it is enough to be comparable to the ancient tree that has been decades old, and even two additional horse hooves grow on the lower body.

His dwelling, the warm and solid two-story wooden house, only its roof touched His thighs.

The four hooves paused, and the ground whined repeatedly, which was He unconsciously venting the indelible pain in his mind.

Even if he had a split headache, he was still carefully caring for the toy-like wooden house beneath him, trying his best to suppress his manic desires.

He seemed to hear two different voices, anger and calmness, these two emotions of ice and fire coexist in his body.

This is a brand new experience, he has never experienced it, nor has he ever thought that one day he would face such strange emotions.

He has become accustomed to the years of wanton venting his anger, but now, He has to suppress his anger, restrain himself, and restrain himself.

He knew very well that the wooden house under his feet was not worth mentioning in front of his power, even if it was just his unconscious venting, even if it was just the aftermath of his power...

Listening to Isabella's voice, He could only hoarsely and look down, trying to make his voice sound more human, "I'm fine."

The black fog could not block His sight, so He saw Isabella who was anxious in the wooden house and saw those moving eyes.

He, who was used to being worshipped and awe, saw this for the first time, and it was also the look he would never forget in his life.
Chapter completed!