The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 151 The Self in the Mirror (15)

"What kind of person do I... look like?" Hei Mao was silent for a while.

Lu Yue answered for him: "Looking at the appearance alone, are you cute and cute?"

Heimao slowly softened the lines on his face, looking at himself in the mirror who became more gentle, he was frightened into a cold sweat!
"What?!" Heimao took a big step back!The lines on his face became firm again.

If you read correctly, he just smiled at himself, right?
yes?
"What's wrong?" Lu Yue retracted the mirror and looked at him worriedly.

Hei Mao looked terrified: "That guy, the me in the mirror, is smiling at me."

Lu Yue's brows and eyes gradually became serious: "Is that so? It seems that we have to get the magic scepter as soon as possible."

Although we don't know the solution yet, getting the strongest magic weapon is a good foundation.

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The process of getting the scepter unexpectedly went smoothly.

When Lu Yue got the scepter from the place where she hid the scepter, she froze for a moment, as if she couldn't believe that she could enter her original residence so smoothly.

"What's wrong with you? You look worried?" Hei Mao was actually not at ease.

Lu Yue hugged the staff. Although she didn't want to rely on this thing, there was no doubt that a powerful thing could bring people a sense of security.

"I always feel that our trip is too smooth."

"Then... shall we go out now?" Hei Mao asked her.

Lu Yue took a deep breath, "Go out, why not go out, anyway, we have the strongest scepter in our hands, don't we?"

Hei Mao nodded, and then the two of them went out with the magic staff.

The way out was just as smooth, but after going out, they encountered a big crisis, oh, maybe it wasn't for the two of them.

The real Elf King launched an attack on the fake Zhang Yuelu, and he was determined to win the divine scepter.

Because there were so many skills flying around outside, it was difficult to determine whether they were indiscriminate attacks, so Lu Yue could only hide behind a big rock with Heimao.

"Oh, are you a false substitute worthy of fighting me?" The Elf King's golden hair shone brightly in the sun, and his voice had a hint of lightness, which dispelled Lu Yue's worries.

Fortunately, the two parties are not together.

Hei Mao looked at the figure of the Elf King, and there was a trace of longing in his eyes: "It is said that elves have the purest eyes, and now it seems that it is so."

"Then..." Lu Yue looked at the magic staff in her hand and fell into deep thought.

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While Heimao and Lu Yue were hiding, the battle outside had been going on for hundreds of rounds.

The Elf King is also strong, and he has survived for two days and two nights under the replica of the divine scepter.

Before the sun rose in the morning of the third day, Lu Yue silently touched her rumbling stomach, she thought, maybe everything should be over.

The morning light is dim.

The Elf King slumped on the ground in a state of embarrassment. All his followers had died. He looked at the sky and laughed loudly: "Even if I die, I won't die in the hands of a fake like you!"

Zhang Yuelu looked at him indifferently, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "Before you die, there is one more thing to do."

Between Zhang Yuelu and the void, he grabbed a mirror, which showed the slightly astonished expression of the Elf King.

The Elf King, who was smiling gently in the mirror, slowly stretched out his hand from the mirror, grabbed the Elf King's neck tightly, and said softly, "Everything, it's time to end."

(End of this chapter)