Fast time travel live broadcast: we want to do something

If she still chooses to be in the same camp as the Black Mountain old demon at this moment, the system will judge that she is ignoring the task, and then activate the punishment mode, allowing her to stay in the novel world forever until the task is completed. This is the most criticized part of this live broadcast system.

"Heh, Daoist Yan is a decent person, how could he join forces with a monster like you, it's ridiculous!" Master Wuwo snorted coldly, raised the demon-subduing mirror in his hand and pointed it at the young man.

What was reflected in the mirror was a mass of frenzied black air, and the golden runes fell off from the mirror body, densely locked on the black air.

A golden stream of light shot out from the young man's body, like thin golden threads tightening his body, blood mist gushed out from the golden threads, he didn't care about it, he just pursed his lips and glanced at the wind Xiao Xiao called, "Little Taoist priest."

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart tightened.

"Are you leaving the deity too?"

"..."

"What if the deity likes you?"

"..."

"Fan" Nuomi Ci: Wow, the host actually prostituted a big villain?
"Fan" Duoguoguomu: Although this is a virtual world, I'm so entangled, why does the system have to issue a killing task?
"Guardian" Qi Mei: I just sprinkled a little sugar and now I'm going to start abusing again. I can't bear it at all, mmp, I'm going to complain to customer service!

"Fan" Tian Weiweilan: Let me tell you, everyone here is really involved in the drama, but it is just a virtual character in the virtual world. It is serious for the anchor to complete the task, otherwise you want to see the anchor stay in the virtual world forever inside?
The boy waited for her answer.

"Daoist Yan, don't listen to this monster's nonsense, we should work together to subdue him!" Master Wuwo reminded.

"Shut up." The young man got angry, and the ancient magic mirror in Master Wuwo's ​​hand cracked countless cracks instantly, and all the golden threads that had restrained the young man's body a moment ago were also broken.

"This, how is this possible?" Master Wuwu was dumbfounded, this is an ancient artifact, even the demon king back then was a bit afraid, how could it be destroyed by a monster in an instant?
The young man ignored the reactions of others, his eyes were tightly locked on Feng Xiaoxiao.

"I'm sorry." Feng Xiaoxiao looked up at him, I must complete the task.

The young man was silent for a while when he heard the words, and then smiled slowly, his eyes were full of strangeness.

"I don't want to hear this."

His smile became more and more gloomy, his brows and eyes were full of yin, he looked at Master Wuwu and others with cold eyes, his eyes were full of light, "It's all because of you."

The young man seemed to have shed a layer of beautiful skin, and an evil ghost appeared, his snow-white face was imprinted with the flowers of hell, and endless blood mist gushed out from his crimson eyes.

"You all deserve to die." A frenzied black mist lingered around his body. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color. Countless monsters gushed out from the black mist, and the entire Yuecheng was shrouded in the shadow of death, like Shura Hell.

Leaning on a golden steel staff, Master Wuwo barely managed to stabilize his figure when a Yamata no Orochi emerged from the black mist, bit off his head with one bite, and his flesh flew flying.

Feng Xiaoxiao saw this chaotic scene, but she was helpless. At this moment, she was being wrapped by the vines stretching out from the boy's body, and she was rubbing into his arms.

"Little Taoist priest, do you want me to die too?" The young man caressed her eyebrows with his cold fingers, like the intimacy of a lover.

"I can fulfill you." He folded off a vine and stuffed it into Feng Xiaoxiao's palm, tightening it. "In the whole world, no one is qualified to kill me."

He smiled slightly, his eyes brightened.

"except you."