After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 279: Injured

On the other side, upon hearing the camera depart, Yu Li turned and kissed Bo Jingmo.

"Release his mouth. I have some words for him."

The man lowered his head to nuzzle against the crook of her neck before obediently withdrawing the Black Mist, though he kept some strands still binding Zhang Can's body.

Zhang Can watched warily as the woman approached. "What do you want?"

This time, he had been careless. Initially believing she was acquainted with his boss, he had let his guard down, never imagining it was all a scam.

Yu Li rested her chin on her hand as she studied him, then suddenly curved her eyes into a smile. "You must be wondering—if I know your boss, why would I do this?"

Zhang Can, his thoughts exposed, remained silent, his expression cold as ice.

Unbothered, the woman continued cheerfully, "Actually, I'm not familiar with your boss at all. He used my name as a shield without even asking me."

Zhang Can: "..."

Boss, so you're the one who screwed me over.

His body stiffened slightly as he averted his gaze, resigned. "Then kill me. Consider it my boss making amends."

"No need for you to compensate—this is between me and your boss." Yu Li crossed her arms, standing firm.

"Go tell him he owes me one."

Before Zhang Can could grasp her meaning, the woman had already turned away, raising her hand casually.

The next second, black mist pierced through his chest.

"Ghk—!"

Blood gushed out. Zhang Can's eyes instantly turned gray as his breath vanished entirely.

Bo Jingmo didn't even glance at the dead man, simply holding the woman in his arms tenderly, smoothing the stray hairs by her ear before bending down to kiss her cheek. "Darling, let's go home."

Yu Li rested her chin on his shoulder, eyes closed as she murmured softly, "Bo Jingmo, not yet."

As soon as she spoke, Qi Mai and the others suddenly burst out from a nearby thicket.

Yu Wenlin's face twisted first in shock, then fury as he glared at the pair. "Yu Li, you actually dared to trick me?!"

Yu Li turned her head leisurely at the sound.

Qi Mai's expression had been tense with vigilance, but the moment he saw the woman's strikingly familiar face, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Holy—?!

Wasn’t this Bo Jingmo’s real-life girlfriend?!

Yu Li spared Qi Mai only a passing glance before lazily leaning against Bo Jingmo’s chest. To Yu Wenlin, she said, "Trick you how? Didn’t the ritual work?"

"That’s not the same!" Yu Wenlin’s eyes burned with rage. "You used me!"

"Oh?" The woman blinked, then smiled breezily. "So you met that old geezer. Well? Is he dead?"

Qi Mai frowned at her tone—this didn’t sound like the Yu Li he knew.

Was this really her?

His gaze shifted to Bo Jingmo as he said darkly, "Bo Jingmo, the woman in your arms is the one who killed you."

The Male Ghost merely lifted his eyelids slightly, silent.

In contrast, Yu Li’s face instantly darkened, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "How chatty."

"Bo Jingmo, kill them."

"Okay."

Bo Jingmo shielded her behind him, his pitch-black eyes icy as they locked onto the two men.

Yu Wenlin smirked coldly. "Bo Jingmo, you think I’m still afraid of you now?"

As he spoke, a wooden talisman suddenly appeared in his hand. Its surface was carved with an Eight Trigram formation, moonlight glinting off the embedded bronze mirror as faint golden light emanated from it.

This was what he’d taken from the Old Taoist—a tool said to briefly restrain Bo Jingmo.

But just in case, Yu Wenlin had also splurged on an item from the mall.

[Opponent’s skills suppressed for one minute—Effect activated.]

Yu Wenlin’s gaze fixed intently on the Male Ghost’s movements. When the other man saw the talisman, his body froze imperceptibly—

A perfect opening.

"Qi Mai, now!"

The moment he shouted, Yu Wenlin hurled the talisman at Bo Jingmo before charging forward with Qi Mai at breakneck speed, heading straight for Yu Li behind him.

Realizing something was wrong, Bo Jingmo whipped his head around, panic flashing across his face.

He tried summoning the Black Mist, but his body felt locked down, unable to release even a wisp. He couldn’t move a muscle.

In mere seconds, Qi Mai and Yu Wenlin were upon them.

Yu Li stood her ground, instinctively stepping back as the men rushed her, but they were too fast.

Qi Mai seized her arm with crushing force, making her gasp in pain. Her delicate brows furrowed sharply. "Let go!"

Staring at her face, Qi Mai’s grip loosened reflexively—only to tighten again as he snarled, "Stop struggling, or I’ll dislocate it!"

Yu Li’s eyes turned glacial, her gaze like blades. "You wouldn’t dare."

For some reason, Qi Mai felt a chill. "If you just cooperate—"

"Stop talking! We don’t have time! She’s just a woman, damn it!"

Yu Wenlin cut him off harshly, his fingers morphing into sharp claws as he slashed across Yu Li’s hand without hesitation.

Instantly, a crimson wound split her fair skin, blood trickling down her wrist to bloom into eerie, mesmerizing flowers on the ground.

Yu Li paled, crying out immediately, "Bo Jingmo!"

Yu Wenlin’s eyes gleamed when he spotted a familiar pouch in her pocket. Without thinking, he reached for it—

Only for a cold hand to clamp around his wrist.

The man’s fingers were slender as carved jade, his pale skin taut over bone, veins faintly visible like veins in marble, glowing under the moonlight.

Yu Wenlin’s heart lurched as he looked up—straight into blood-red eyes brimming with a blizzard of fury.

The Male Ghost’s face was expressionless, yet the aura of barely restrained violence was palpable.

Yu Wenlin’s breath hitched, his survival instincts screaming louder than ever.

How… had the ghost broken free so quickly?!

"Bo— AAAAAHHH!!"

He barely managed one syllable before shrieking in agony—Bo Jingmo had crushed his wrist outright.

The Male Ghost’s demeanor remained placid even as his grip tightened relentlessly. Had he held a blade, he’d have severed the hand without hesitation.

Qi Mai, witnessing this, instinctively released Yu Li in shock.

Then, in the next instant, Bo Jingmo’s gaze snapped to him.

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