Chapter 516
A cold light flashed, and an invisible short dagger stabbed at Mu Lan's heart. Song Yu sneered, and in just one second, the defenseless girl in front of him would die at his hands.

Song Yu knew that Mu Lan controlled extremely powerful mental power. Since the copy of [Winner Takes All], he regarded the chosen one as the strongest opponent in terms of ability and wisdom. It was inevitable removed.

Therefore, Song Yu has been planning a way to restrain Mu Lan. In just a few steps, any magical power will be invalid. This is a combination skill that Song Yu tailor-made for Mu Lan.

The jazz music in the restaurant was still brisk and melodious, but the hidden murderous intention suddenly emerged. After Song Yu launched it, everything was just a flash of lightning.

The white porcelain teacup shattered in an instant, and a bone-chilling chill swept over, making the atmosphere gloomy and chilling.

But Song Yu's self-confident killing blow failed.

His invisible short dagger was not sent into Mu Lan's chest as expected, and Song Yu missed it with this blow.

Mu Lan disappeared from the spot, and there was only spilled coffee on the table and seats. The heat slowly rose, and then was disturbed by the movements of the two people.

Song Yu realized something, and swung his backhand to the sky, and there was a loud sound of metal collision in the air.

"You!" Song Yu couldn't believe it. Mu Lan's reaction speed exceeded his expectations. Even this jump didn't seem like a weak mental power enhancer or a warlock could do it.

A burst of vigorous energy erupted, and Mu Lan seemed to be flying through the air, dexterously like a bird.

And there was indeed a bird's cry in the air. Mu Lan held the bird spirit sword, paused for a moment at a height of three meters, and stabbed Song Yu's throat with force.

The situation was reversed in an instant, Song Yu's wrist was numb, and the collision of weapons just now made him realize that even if Mu Lan didn't use spells, her strength in close combat was superior to his.

This was something he never imagined, how could a warlock have such a sharp sword aura, Song Yu turned around and tried to escape, but the sword aura from the long sword had already penetrated his neck.

Blood splattered, and after Mu Lan landed, she would not leave any chance for Song Yu. Another sweep of the sword, Song Yu's head with doubtful eyes fell in response.

"There is no trump card this time." Mu Lan looked at the slowly rolling head and sneered.

Judging from the fact that the curtain knife team was not worried about Song Yu's performance, this team wise man, who had never made a move, might have a long-hidden and convincing strength.

The two of them alone, and their seemingly relaxed guard, gave Song Yu an opportunity. Mu Lan was also betting on her understanding of Song Yu, and that this vengeful enemy would never miss the chance to kill herself. .

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity really made Song Yu unable to hold back. Mu Lan shook off the blood stains on the Sparrow Spirit Sword. Song Yu would never have thought that besides a warlock, he was also a practitioner.

Song Yu is confident that he can kill Mu Lan, and Mu Lan is also confident that he can kill Song Yu.

The detached corpse slowly faded, and then disappeared in place, and the pool of blood disappeared without a trace.

In the corner of the glamorous city, in a piece of dilapidated tile-roofed houses growing wildly, Song Yu suddenly woke up from his dream.

He clutched his neck. In the nightmare, he seemed to be killed. The painful feeling was so clear, it was as if it had happened in real life.

But when Song Yu carefully recalled the scene in the dream, Song Yu frowned in distress.

He couldn't remember what happened in the dream.

Looking around the small room, Song Yu covered his nose, because there was a musty smell in the room, and the windows hadn't been opened for ventilation for some time.

Then he thought, where did the windows come from in his room? This is the cheapest rental house that can be found in the city. The wooden boards divide his room into rooms less than ten square meters, narrow and cramped, except for a Broken bed, barely fit any furniture.

The ground was piled with books, and there was nowhere to stay after getting off the ground. Song Yu looked up and looked around. There were many full-score test papers posted on the mottled and yellowed walls. This was once his honor.

It was getting late, Song Yu thought for a while, he had to go to the research institute to try his luck.

With my own research, as long as I meet a noble person, his life will be prosperous.

While packing his things, Song Yu stopped where he was. He always felt that this matter was not that important at the moment. He rubbed his brows, as if something more important had been forgotten, and he couldn't remember it.

"what is it"

The atmosphere of the music restaurant did not change. After a long time, the voice of the light brain finally appeared.

"Have you achieved your goal?"

"Of course." Mu Lan smiled.

"A life form that is capricious, complex and contradictory." Guangnao sarcastically said, "Is this the case for all intelligent life?"

"What are the Pangus like?" Mu Lan asked out of her curiosity.

"It looks the same as you." Guangnao replied.

"Then why is it called Pangu?" Mu Lan was puzzled.

"It's related to their religion." Guangnao said quietly: "Giant worship."

Mu Lan nodded thoughtfully, and then said to the air: "Let me wake up."

The optical brain agreed to her request. In Mu Lan's field of vision, the entire virtual world was dissolving. Her consciousness was slowly returning to her body. After an unknown amount of time, Mu Lan opened her eyes in her sleep.

After her mind returned to reality, Mu Lan felt detached for a moment. Being trapped in the maze of her subconscious made her unable to distinguish between falsehood and reality. She rubbed her eyes in confusion, and then the full picture of the real world became clear.

Then Lin Yiyi's energetic voice of surprise appeared.

"Lanlan, you're awake!"

The scorching sun was in the sky, and here was an endless desert, but the temperature was very cold. Mu Lan looked around, only Lin Yiyi was by her side.

"Song Yu can't come back, go and eliminate the curtain knife team!" Mu Lan immediately remembered this matter, and hurriedly ordered.

"Huh? Did you kill that guy?" Lin Yiyi asked subconsciously.

Mu Lan nodded. Although Song Yu could not be killed in the subconscious maze, he had already fallen into the bottom of the maze. The optical brain called the initial area the Lost Domain. Song Yu's memory had been completely cleared, and everything had to be Go all over again.

Without Song Yu as the absolute core, the strength of the curtain knife team will inevitably drop sharply. Mu Lan must seize this opportunity to sweep away the troubles.

The sound of fighting came from the wreckage of the flagship, and Lin Yiyi said: "The moment we woke up, we started fighting. I am responsible for coming to guard you."

During the spiritual link, Zhao Ziyu felt relieved when he heard Mu Lan's instructions, "Just come back and follow us to encircle and suppress the curtain sword team!"

"These puppets have lost their ability to organize, and only retain the most basic self-defense ability." A Feng said: "Now the three people are hiding in the middle, which is a bit difficult."

"It's easy." Mu Lan said to the air, "Guangnao, are you still there?"

(End of this chapter)

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