Pan Shen tried his best to control his breathing, but his breathing sounded like thunder, and he could even vaguely hear the reply coming from a very distant place.

He recovered from the severe pain and finally began to restrain his energy, and the black mist used to cover his body became thinner as his body size shrank.

In a few breaths, this black mist pillar that stood tall and stood out finally dissipated.

Pan Shen, who looked a little pale, also hesitated to push open the door of the wooden house.

This powerful man who was able to fight the Moon Tower and even the Fengyu Forest alone was a little nervous at this moment.

The moment he pushed the door, he even turned around and looked at the direction of the king of Agrant, Niruel.

If his anger can be realized, the entire king will be bathed in his anger.

From the moment the Sword of the Sky Hanging took action, he knew that the contract he had signed back then had been torn apart.

But the first move is to be strong, and the betrayer always needs to gain some benefits, for example, he now has to face an unprecedented problem...

"Isabella, I'm back." Because of guilt and injury, Pan Shen couldn't even speak loudly, and he was not confident.

He really didn't know how to face Isabella, nor did he know how to explain to his wife about his changes.

At this time, lies are undoubtedly the most powerless and stupid choice.

He once protected her under his body. Even though he tried hard to suppress the breath of natural disasters, anyone could notice something was wrong at such a close distance.

What's more, he was once forced to show his prototype...

Even if it is an existence like Pan Shen who has lived for countless years, he doesn’t know how to solve it.

Because this is the first time he cares about the ants he once saw.

Of course he could ignore the wishes of the ants and give them death or new life based on his preferences and moods, but this one is his wife, his 36th wife, and the only woman who can accompany him to spend the night so far.

However, before he could think of how to speak, a soft body pounced on his arms, and then her low sobs were heard.

Through the useless flesh and skeleton, Pan Shen saw her soul that was different from ordinary people, and also felt the worries and fears that emanated from her soul.

"I thought, I thought you were going to...what big happened..."

Isabella just hugged Pan Shen tightly, buried her face deeply in Pan Shen's arms, and said vaguely.

"Don't worry, Isabella, I'm fine." Pan Shen gently stroked Isabella's long hair and coaxed her a little clumsyly, "No one in this world can hurt me."

"It's really okay?"

"real."

Pan Shen responded, but he inadvertently looked at a certain direction again, his eyes cold.

"That's good……"

"But, Isabella, you heard that I might be dragging our wedding for a while," Pansen hugged Isabella and adjusted the angle slightly so that she could snuggle in her arms more comfortably. "We have to go somewhere else..."

“Where to go?”

"You choose, you can go anywhere, just me and you can do it."

Although Pan Shen was burning with rage in his heart, he remained calm.

He knew that since the Sword of the Sky had discovered his position, if he didn't leave quickly, there would only be more and more trouble in the future.

Compared to Vlad's warning, the attitude of the Hanging Sword seemed even more inhumane. He was almost publicly announcing the identity of Pan to the world in a domineering tone.

From then on, Pan Shen will no longer be a superb person with extraordinary strength, but will survive as a natural disaster...

Of course, compared to his initial attitude, the Hanging Sword still showed considerable patience. His attitude was the same as Vlad or the "demon" - this was just a warning and a dissuasion.

"But before leaving, Isabella, I should do something..."

Amid Isabella's scream, Pan Shen picked her up gently, then squeezed her breath and created a shield to block the wind for her, and then soared into the sky.

He didn't forget that there was an investigator with the hanging sword not far away!

With a vast distance, he could not directly threaten the Hanging Sword, but he also didn't mind killing an ant who believed in him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he had already locked in the ant from afar.

After a few more breaths, as the roar sounded, he held Isabella and slammed heavily in front of Ron.

Even though Ron is a gold medal investigator, even if he is a silver-level extraordinary person, he is still not worth mentioning in front of Shen Pan.

He didn't even need to do anything, he just needed to lock his breath, and the gap from the life rank was enough to make the ant nailed to the spot like a mouse seeing a cat.

Faced with the fear of death, the black cat roared in a protest, but it looked more like a frightened little beast, with no deterrence at all.

"Do you believe in the hanging sword?"

He gently put down Isabella, but the next moment Pan Shen made a move like lightning, holding Ron's neck to lift him to a high place.

He even had the time to take off Ron's neckline badge and roughly pinch it into pieces in a crunchy sound.

In the face of absolute combat suppression, Ron had no power to fight back, and could only subconsciously try to break open his iron hoop-like palm.

In the blink of an eye, his face began to turn red.

"Enough, God Pan..." Isabella's eyes flashed and she whispered, "Let him go."

Pan Shen frowned and retorted coldly: "You must know that you almost died just now and were suspended by the sword of the air!"

"But it wasn't him, Pan Shen... He once saved my life."

"I saved his life, too, and I recognized him when I met Ecre."

"You are so kind."

The cold fingers touched the iron-like arm, and the begging gaze met the cold and sharp eyes: "Then think he owes you once?"

Pan Shen's eyes flashed, and he looked around silently. He looked at the black-armored knight standing not far away, and saw the scattered aura of running away further away. His eyes became even colder, "Just he? Is it worthy of my favor?"

Having said that, he threw Ron away casually like a garbage dump, pulled Isabella casually, and looked at Ron who was lying on the ground and gasping for breath.

"Listen, ants, I'll spare you, not because someone pleads for you, nor because you have been kind to my wife, nor because I want you to owe me the favor."

He paused, turned his head again, looked at the direction of the capital of Agrant, and said without looking back: "Since you believe in the sword of the air, then let you bring him a message.

Remember, when I see Him, I say that the contract between us has expired. This is my last warning, and I hope I will not bother me again.

Ant, I know you want to die, but this is a transaction. I will let you not die, so you have to bring the message to me. As for the time being, you can die as you want! But before this message is delivered..."

As he said that, Pan Shen seemed to sense something and added with a sneer: "Your life is mine!"

He didn't bother to take care of Ron's reaction, and simply left with Isabella with a complicated look.

When Ron, who was smashed to the ground and was in a daze, had only time to hear a misty sentence: "...Where do you want to go? We won't be separated..."

So he whispered: "Where to go... I won't be separated..."
Chapter completed!