The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 146 The Self in the Mirror (10)

There is no other reason, her men, on their knees, are bloody where they touch the ground anyway.

Lu Yue stared blankly, then slowly stood up straight, the blood that flowed out of her body flowed back, and the wound healed inch by inch.

But even if the body seems to have no problem at all, pain is pain, and it is also engraved in the bone.

"It's so noisy outside." Lu Yue desperately looked away.

The mirror fragments on the ground had completely disappeared at this time, as if they had never appeared before.

"Go out and see?"

Thinking of this, Lu Yue began to walk out slowly.

Although it was expected that the scene outside might be a little exciting, Lu Yue never expected that it would be so exciting.

Can you imagine the feeling of dozens of swords pointing at you at the same time as soon as your eyes touch the light?
These dozens of swords were not included just because other swords could not poke her in the face!

Lu Yue closed her eyes.

Wait, it must be the wrong way for her to open it!
Come again.

But when she opened her eyes again, Lu Yue still saw such a scene. She silently jumped half a step back and looked outside nervously: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"It turns out that the Elf King's next plan is to find someone to replace me."

The woman's voice was ethereal, and the crowd made way for her in this voice.

The woman hugged the scepter, smiled at Yan Yan, and walked towards Lu Yue in front of the crowd slowly and gracefully with light steps.

Lu Yue's pupils shrank suddenly and her eyes widened.

This person...why does he look exactly like her?
The same attire, the same face, the moment the woman walked towards her, she thought she was looking in a mirror.

"You...I...?" Lu Yue stuttered a little.

When the woman was two meters away from her, she stopped moving, and just looked at her with a smile on her face, her eyes were both gentle and ruthless: "Tell me, the plan of the Elf King."

An unspeakable feeling rose from the bottom of Lu Yue's heart. She looked at the woman in front of her with an extremely complicated look: "Are you Zhang Yuelu?"

"I am." The woman nodded slightly.

Lu Yue breathed a long sigh of relief: "Then it's over. You are Zhang Yuelu and I am Lu Yue. We are not the same person. There is no substitute for us. So... um, no offense, I'll leave first?"

"Stop!" Zhang Yuelu called out to Lu Yue in a deep voice, "Whether you want to offend or not, your face is a problem."

"Ah?" Lu Yue was stunned for a moment, then picked up a sharp stone beside her, and ruthlessly scratched her face.

The people watching were a little confused. Just now, the adult asked them to help guard the cave door. He said that her substitute would come out later, so everyone must recognize it.

But looking at it now, this substitute only has the same face as Zhang Yuelu, but he has no ambition to replace her?
It even looks a little... stupid?

Zhang Yuelu didn't expect this kind of situation, she didn't expect that Lu Yue would cruelly ruin her face even though she knew she was the real star.

Could it be that he was afraid of her?

Should not be ah.

In the setting, Zhang Yuelu is the only god in this world, and she doesn't need to be afraid of anyone.

Could it be... is there a problem with the divine scepter?
Zhang Yuelu looked at the imitation staff in his hand, a hint of impatience flashed across his brows, then returned to his smile and looked at Lu Yue with a slight smile.

……

Lu Yue was about to go crazy.

(End of this chapter)