MTL - Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script-Chapter 127 SAKUNLIN

Yin Beiqing kept telling herself in her heart that the "Yan Yu" in front of her was a fake, an illusion created by a world technique in her mind, but such a lifelike picture, such a vivid expression, all wore away her determination.

Seeing those piercingly cold eyes, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to test it out, but "Yan Yu" took a step back, frowning in disgust.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands, don't look at me with those disgusting eyes, you and I are not from the same world."

Suddenly this voice was connected with the past memory, she remembered what Yan Yu said to her on the rooftop - "I am not your property".

The coincidence of reality and fantasy made her hesitate for a moment, and even began to doubt whether what the person in front of her said was the true thoughts in Yan Yu's heart that she had not read.

It's just that she lost her mind for a moment, and there were two more people in the scene in front of her out of thin air. The delicate and lovely Yang Qian huddled in the arms of "Yan Yu" and rubbed her head. Instead of refusing, the latter put his palm on her head gently. Touching, the two seem to be very intimate.

The remaining person is Shen Qiuge who only met once in Hualou. Unlike Yang Qian, she is tall and her bones are relatively tough. With her demeanor, she will only feel elegant and heroic.

She raised the end of her eyes and gave Yin Beiqing a playful look, then leaned over and whispered in "Yan Yu"'s ear. She didn't know what she was talking about, but it made people laugh.

It was just a few light eyes and slight expressions, but it made Yin Beiqing's blood cool down. She felt inexplicably isolated outside the wall, as if she had never touched the person at the center.

But there is something that attracts her to keep approaching...

There was a touch of red in her eyes, it was the blood dripping from the fingertips of "Yan Yu" hanging by her side, she instinctively walked forward, trying to cover the wound for her, but was stepped on by her foot. Shoulder against.

"Look, no matter how much you pack yourself up as a poor victim, no matter how much you wipe the blood off your hands, it won't cover up the fact that you are born a bloodthirsty devil." "Yan Yu" approached her with a mocking expression, Lightly, but hit her pain point hard, "The so-called redemption is that you commit suicide with the repentance of your sins. I want you to disappear. You will do it right?"

Under the effect of these words, Yin Beiqing's eyes gradually lost their focus. She raised the Demon Slaying Blade in her hand in a daze, stretched her arms, and pressed the tip to her chest.

But just when she was about to make a move, the surroundings suddenly began to shake. The removal of the boundary device greatly shook the stability of the barrier, and several cracks were torn in the sky.

"Yan Yu" showed a flustered expression, and the two people standing behind her also disappeared.

At this time, Yin Beiqing opened his eyes suddenly, and the sword that was stabbing at his chest quickly turned 180 degrees, stabbing at the heart of the opposite person without hesitation.

Light burst in from the mouth pierced by the point of the sword, and the opening was torn wider and wider.

Since the soul power has to be distributed to several boundary devices, the attack power of the evil spirits of the boundary technique system is not very high, which is also their major weakness.

So once their ontology is determined, it means the game is over.

Gradually revealing its original shape, Qi's face was ferocious. It roared angrily, and burst out an astonishingly high concentration of methane in a short period of time. This methane not only blurred Yin Beiqing's vision, but also gave it time to escape when it was in a black mist.

It knew that it had lost the advantage of the boundary technique, and that it was no match for Yin Beiqing at all, so it didn't try to be too aggressive, and ran away from the scene along the barrier that hadn't completely disappeared.

Because Yin Beiqing was too deeply affected by the world art, she couldn't immediately gather her soul power to chase after her, and she had a more important purpose now—the selection competition was not over yet.

She looked at the torn mouth ahead and ran towards the light at the end, but she didn't know if she was too much affected by the world art just now, her mind was full of messy thoughts, and her speed was obviously much slower than before.

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"Are you so anxious to die?"

When Yu Fusang found Yan Yu, she was still lying on the ground panting, it seemed that she couldn't even stand up with her own strength.

For an evil spirit like Qi, Yu Fusang didn't dare to touch its boundary weapon rashly when it formed a boundary technique, but it was good for Yan Yu, who forcibly pulled it out.

Yan Yu's eyelashes trembled, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the face blocking her.

Last time about Li Kesi, Yu Fusang's expression was so angry that she wished to skin her alive on the spot, but this time she disrupted the situation again, Yu Fusang didn't seem to be very angry, on the contrary... there was more in her eyes. It is a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

Yan Yu smiled wryly in her heart, probably she looked really embarrassed now, so embarrassed that even the villain would sympathize with her.

"What do you want?" Yan Yu panted and asked in a hoarse voice.

Although I don't know why Yu Fusang deliberately led Zhoucun's clues in front of her before, but what is certain is that I am indeed a thorn in her side.

Even if the opponent really killed him here, it doesn't seem to be a strange thing. After all, the fluctuations of the soul power here are strong and complicated, and multiple energies are intertwined. They are located close to the arena but outside the barrier of the arena. will not be detected by the instrument.

Yu Fusang can say that when she was lost in the woods, she accidentally broke into the center of energy fluctuations and then died.

After the investigation, there was no evidence left at the scene.

"You know that I want you to die." The bell on Yu Fusang's foot moved and stopped on the side of Yan Yu's head.

She squatted down next to Yan Yu's face, and her two pairs of rare golden eyes began to look at each other for a long time.

Yan Yu found that her mood was extraordinarily calm, silently waiting for her next words.

Yu Fusang never played cards according to the normal routine, but after a few confrontations, she could feel a little bit of this man's habits.

- Can do it, absolutely no nonsense.

Yu Fusang was slightly disappointed that she didn't see the fear she wanted to see in her eyes, but disappointment was disappointment, such a stubborn and powerful opponent would make her even more interested.

Her icy fingertips moved over Yan Yu's cheeks, from those clear and beautiful eyes to the soft cheeks, with a little force between her two fingers, they pinched her face and forced her to lift her chin.

"I will choose your way of death for you. Before I do it, no one can take away this right." She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the cold light in her eyes deepened, revealing a kind of anger that Yan Yu could not understand. , "No one can, including yourself."

No matter how willingly you are to die for her, you can only fall into my hands in the end.

She wants to control the world, life, and power, so nothing can escape her calculations.

The contest between her and Yan Yu is not over yet, and this "stop" can only be shouted by her.

After hearing her words, Yan Yu frowned, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

She turned her head and broke away from Yu Fusang's hand with a little strength that she had regained, "If you don't want to kill, go away, the game is not over yet, it's not appropriate for you, the referee, to leave the field at this juncture."

Yu Fusang couldn't understand the sarcasm in her words, but she didn't want to follow her wishes. She passed Yan Yu's neck with one hand, and grabbed Yan Yu's knees with the other, and directly picked him up from the ground.

Yan Yu was taken aback immediately, and stared at her with the gaze of the sun coming out from the west, "Yu Fusang, did you really take the wrong medicine today?"

Look, she was so scared that she called out his name directly.

Yu Fusang put on her caring teacher's smirk mask, "Caring for the injured classmates, this is what I should do. Besides, Yan, you are a good seedling that the college pays attention to. The teacher should take care of you more."

Yan Yu doesn't listen to her deceitful words. A person like Yu Fusang definitely has her reasons and purposes for treating a person well or badly.

She kept herself, besides being difficult to attack, it must be because her existence played a vital role in her future plans.

While brainstorming, Yan Yu carefully wrapped up her injured hands with the torn sleeve fabric, wrapping it around and around, which is called an airtight.

"I'm not a dog, can I still pick up garbage and eat it?" Yan Yu was obviously guarding against her, but even if she wanted to steal the blood of the goddess, she couldn't do it secretly in such a way.

Yan Yu didn't even look at her, and tied the bandaged wound with her hand and mouth, "I really can't say for sure about this kind of thing."

The muscles on Yu Fusang's face stiffened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Yu, I'm keeping you from killing, not to make you push yourself."

"Then why don't you just kill me right here?"