Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

Chapter 55
"You are presumptuous!" The blue-robed man's voice became more and more hoarse, and he roared angrily, "Everything in this world is a gift from God! You have done a lot of evil, extorted money, and you are not worthy to rule the world for the sky!"

"Following the will of heaven, we will embrace the new emperor as the throne!"

The man in the blue robe opened his arms, and more than a hundred people appeared behind him, all dressed in light-colored blue robes, holding a sharp sword in their hands, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"kill!"

The men in blue robes raised their long swords and ran towards Yici.

The man in the blue robe laughed loudly, and his robe danced in the wind.

"Huangkou kid, today is the day of your death!"

Extremely arrogant!

The sky and the earth are dark, the wind is raging, and blood hangs in the sky.

"stop."

In an instant, everything stands still.

The blue-robed man stared at the white-clothed figure that appeared.

"Master Shengzi wants to go against the sky?"

Yuan Huaili didn't make a sound, but blocked Yici firmly, refusing to let her show anything.

"Shangzhou doesn't care about Xiazhou's affairs, you're overstepping the rules."

Simple words split the blue-robed man's anger.

The man in the blue robe sneered again and again, staring at Yuan Huaili's expressionless face, and mockingly said, "The Holy Son has been a son-in-law for a long time, and he doesn't want to go back to Shangzhou?"

"The Holy Son knows that the will of heaven has never changed! We are waiting for the people of the world, and for the people of Shangzhou!"

"God can't understand the tyranny of Daqian, and the suffering of the common people! I'm just waiting for God's will, and I hope the Holy Son will not stop it."

"Tyranny?" Yici walked out slowly, the wind fluttered her skirt, but she couldn't impress her at all, "I set up a charity hall to practice medicine, an orphanage to raise children for the elderly, and a school to teach. If there is something to support, where is the tyranny?"

The black cloud became thicker and heavier, pressing down on the ground with absolute momentum, making people breathless, as if they wanted to destroy this world.

"It's just a cover-up!"

The man in the blue robe raised his arms high, as if doing some kind of mysterious prayer, begging for the descending of the gods.

Crazy, crazy.

"Heaven will punish you! The new emperor will bring true peace and well-being to all people in the world!"

Yici smiled lightly, the smile was full of sarcasm, "You think that the so-called will of God can make my Pei family hand over the country?"

"It's ridiculous."

"You are presumptuous! Now that there is a lot of wind and thunder, it is the end of your career!"

The man in the blue robe was furious.

Yici said indifferently: "You picked this bad weather to fool this hall, wanting this hall to believe that this is God's will? Do you really think this hall is a fool?"

"Boom--"

The man in the blue robe: "..."

What kind of woman is this riding horse?
Yuan Huaili: "..."

The bad taste is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhou Yanbai: "..."

Really bad weather?Could this group of people be magic sticks?

The man in the blue robe was furious, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the silver light shone coldly, "Heaven is above, please take the new emperor to the throne, and restore peace to the world!"

More than a hundred people in blue robes raised their hands high and shouted——

"Please take the new emperor to the throne, and restore peace to the world!"

"Please take the new emperor to the throne, and restore peace to the world!"

"Please take the new emperor to the throne, and restore peace to the world!"

Zhou Yanbai was lost in the loud shouts. Before he got lost, he wondered why he was chosen by this group of people to be the so-called 'new emperor'?Is it really God's will?

'Boom--'

The rolling thunder became more and more serious, and the lightning struck in an instant.

Yici moved her footsteps, avoiding the lightning that fell on her.

A deep hole was dug out where it was originally standing, and the soil was scorched and blackened.

Yuan Huaili hurriedly looked at Yici, just as he held Yici's wrist, his body hurt and his vision blurred.

Yici was silent, looking at the scorched person in front of her, she withdrew her hand lightly, and looked up at the dark sky.

What is Gou Tiandao doing to the holy son he has set?
The little protector this time is a good guy.

Enduring the severe pain, Yuan Huaili opened his mouth with blood overflowing from his lips, wanting to say something, a mouthful of blood spewed out again, he tried to open his eyes, but fell straight down.

Yi Ci: "..."

died?

so fragile?

【Host!Help!This is your mission object!If he dies, your mission has failed! 】

Yici stood where he was, and before he could move, the man in the blue robe laughed loudly.

Yici raised her eyes to look over, and bumped into the greed in the blue-robed man's exposed eyes.

Perhaps, the identity of the Holy Son is full of reputation and power, so that everyone competes for it. When necessary, the Holy Son is not a person, but a title.

【Host!Don't just stand there stupidly!Quickly save the villains!The villain is like fish and water to you, he is your life! 】

Yici: "...hehe."

her life?
What is the virtue and ability of the little guardian?
[Host, let’s put it this way, the villain is your mission goal, but it’s also your hero, without a hero, you can’t be a heroine! 】

Yici took out the silver needle and squatted beside Yuan Huaili.

The thunder grew louder.

Yuan Huaili struggled to open his eyes, the blood on his lips was wet and bright, and the gentleness who was originally like a banished fairy has now become a seductive and coquettish like a monster.

"kill me……"

Yuan Huaili's black eyes became darker and darker until dark red appeared.

He is ashamed to be the Holy Son, and the heavens may not tolerate him.

He wants to take away his karma and not let her get hurt.

No.

This...is the last time he saw her...

gorgeous.

Yici raised the silver needle, and the system breathed a sigh of relief.

but--

【Host!Did you kill the villain on horseback? !What are you doing? 】

The 250 was going crazy.

It has never seen such a stubborn host!

Mysterious, powerful, sometimes crazy.

Although the task is often not completed, but...

How can the host kill the task object?

If the task subject dies, does the task still have meaning?

[In this case, host, let's go to the next world. 】

The system resisted the urge to kill Yici, and a cold mechanical voice came out.

Yici frowned, and stopped the system's behavior, "The life of this temple belongs to me, and I shouldn't live it for anyone."

【Host, this is your task target. The purpose of your traveling through the small world is for the task target. Do you understand? 】

The system is rare to be calm, it thinks, its CPU is already burning hot.

"This is just one of the reasons, even a less important reason." Yici explained indifferently, "You can go to other hosts, but don't point fingers at your host."

Entering a new small world is from birth to death.

They exist to do tasks, but they are not limited to doing tasks. In addition to doing tasks, they have more things to do in their lives.

The short working time should not be the whole story of their lives.

【Host, you... you know I have other hosts...】

The 250 suddenly turned off the fire and was listless.

"Yeah." Yici said with cold eyes, "Get lost."

Next, she will write her own script by herself, there is no so-called male protagonist's script.

The system lost its sound, and Yici also stood up, dressed in red and full of vigor, the flamboyance and arrogance in his eyes were completely released, like a demon, beautiful as a fairy, but cold as a devil.

"You killed the Holy Son!"

The blue-robed man's expression changed dramatically.

"His Majesty is dead—"

In the distance, a shrill voice broke the confrontation, and the mourning bells were dull, making the sky and earth darker and darker.

Breathless.

(End of this chapter)