After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 280: Game Over

At that moment, Qi Mai thought Bo Jingmo was going to attack him.

But unexpectedly, the man merely glanced at him before looking away.

Qi Mai was bewildered.

Was he... letting him go?

Yet the next second, his eyes widened in shock.

Bo Jingmo suddenly seized the woman's wrist, then lowered his head without hesitation to lick the blood flowing from her wound.

His dark lashes cast a shadow over his indifferent expression, yet his actions were undeniably intimate and suggestive.

His cold, rough tongue contrasted sharply with the scorching heat of his breath, causing Yu Li's legs to weaken. As she nearly stumbled, a pair of strong arms firmly encircled her slender waist.

When the man raised his head, his icy lips were still stained crimson. His blood-red eyes were mesmerizingly eerie, yet his gaze remained terrifyingly calm.

After silently observing Yu Li's slightly pale lips for a few seconds, he cupped her chin and slowly kissed her.

Qi Mai was stunned.

The live chat exploded.

[Maybe... you two should... take this to the car?]

[To hell with that! Stay right here!!!]

[WTF! It's just a simple kiss, so why does it feel like they're doing it right in front of me?!]

[Because it's too damn hot—like they're literally melting together (not really).]

[Damn system! Why can't I screen-record? It says "healthy viewing only"—what the hell?!]

[Not just recording, screenshots are blocked too! One-time viewing only?!]

[And they call this "healthy viewing"? It's just a kiss! This is peak wholesomeness!]

[Guess we'll have to cherish the moment while it lasts.]

Amid the shock, some viewers noticed something odd.

[Is no one paying attention to the plot? Has Bo Jingmo lost his mind?]

[More than that—he probably regained his memories. His eyes are completely different now.]

[This is true love. First thing after remembering? Kiss his girlfriend.]

[Is that a kiss? Dude's about to bruise her lips—more like he's devouring her.]

[Literal wolf-gobbling-a-meal vibes.]

[Nooo, give us back our amnesiac good boy!]

Yu Li pushed against Bo Jingmo's shoulder, frowning as she mumbled, "My hand hurts..."

Finally releasing her lips, the man's darkened gaze lingered on their swollen redness, his thumb lightly tracing them in silence.

Qi Mai stood frozen, his legs numb. When he tentatively shifted his weight, a dry leaf crunched loudly underfoot, shattering the night's stillness.

Bo Jingmo's movements halted instantly.

Qi Mai's breath caught, his body locking up in fear.

The man's crimson eyes locked onto his arm.

In the next second, tendrils of Black Mist coiled around it.

A sickening *crack* echoed, followed by the sound of tearing flesh.

Qi Mai's arm was ripped clean off, blood spraying across the surrounding foliage.

His pupils contracted violently, a scream building in his throat—only for the Black Mist to choke it into silence.

"Don't make noise," Bo Jingmo said flatly.

Excruciating pain erupted from the severed limb, nerves screaming as Qi Mai's face flushed crimson, veins bulging grotesquely along his neck.

The gruesome sight left Yu Wenlin trembling uncontrollably, primal terror surging through him.

He suddenly realized—Bo Jingmo hadn't spared Qi Mai earlier.

The man had simply been waiting for his cooldown to end before inflicting worse torment.

Qi Mai writhed on the ground, unintelligible whimpers escaping as he instinctively looked up—only to meet Yu Li's gaze.

Beneath the moonless sky, the woman stared down impassively, her fox-like eyes devoid of earlier panic.

Then, slowly, she smirked and mouthed wordlessly:

"Game. Over."

His eyes bulged.

Before he could react, the Black Mist snuffed out his life.

Yu Li narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

Qi Mai's death was her first "gift" to Peace.

She considered herself a rule-abiding person, especially in others' domains—she never sought unnecessary trouble.

Entering this dungeon initially, she'd only intended to help her boyfriend, not steal the spotlight.

Regarding the protagonists, acknowledging their status as Heaven's chosen, she'd deliberately spared them repeatedly, never exploiting her unique position to kill them.

Even with Cen Xiu, Guang Ran, Qi Mai, or Wu Bei—as the protagonists' teammates—she'd let them survive the dungeon so long as they didn't oppose Bo Jingmo.

Her true targets had always been the Devas investigating Bo Jingmo.

But now? No more mercy.

Peace and Devas—neither would escape.

[Qi Mai actually died holy shit.]

[Obvious outcome. Hurt his woman? Instant death warrant.]

[Wait, if Bo Jingmo regained memories, why isn't he confronting Yu Li first?]

A valid question—one Yu Wenlin desperately wanted answered.

Backing away as the Male Ghost advanced, he stammered, "Bo Jingmo, you've remembered everything now! Yu Li's your real killer!"

Ghosts needed justification to kill—and he wasn't the murderer. Bo Jingmo couldn't attack him!

The man paused, blood-red eyes boring into him.

Then—

*Whoosh.*

In a blink, he teleported forward, seizing Yu Wenlin's throat and slamming him down.

*THUD.*

As Yu Wenlin gasped in pain, he felt an unbearable pressure on his claws—his equivalent of fingers.

"Wait—!!"

Miraculously, the Male Ghost stopped.

Tilting his head, Bo Jingmo finally spoke:

"She's my girlfriend first, killer second."

Yu Wenlin's brain short-circuited.

The *what* now?

In all his years, he'd never heard such bullshit. Since when did "girlfriend" and "killer" have an order of priority?!

Bo Jingmo stepped down hard on his claws, looking down imperiously.

"Which means... these hands hurt my girlfriend."

*CRUNCH.*

Fingers snapped like twigs.

Yu Wenlin couldn't even scream, reduced to choked whimpers.

Yet seconds later, his body stiffened—then he began laughing, a venomous, triumphant sound bursting through the pain as he rasped:

"Bo... you'll... die...!"

Bo Jingmo's brow furrowed sharply. Just as he moved to finish Yu Wenlin off—

*Ugh!*

He staggered back abruptly, crimson eyes fading to ordinary black as his power visibly drained.

Whipping his head around, he saw the unthinkable—

Yun Xialan stood behind Yu Li, having stealthily stolen the Pouch from her pocket.

In her other hand, a lighter flickered to life.

*Click.*

The tiny flame touched the Pouch's corner—

*WHOOSH!*

Fire engulfed the entire artifact instantly.

And Bo Jingmo—

Began fading into transparency.

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