The heroine who wears the book is a brain tonic emperor

Bai Zhiluo felt that his heart was at a loss as if being submerged in water at this time, but suddenly he was brought back to his senses by a hunched-backed demon disciple with two horns on his head: "You little doll, what are you looking around for? Grandpa, I see it!"

After saying that, he screamed three times, and he swung his fist like a baboon and hammered his chest like a drum. "Die!"

It's just that the words were not finished, but Leng Aotian who quietly walked behind him pierced his heart with a sword.The poor demon disciple only had time to squirm the corners of his lips a few times before he fell to the ground.

The warm and bright red blood was like rain in July, gently splashing on Bai Zhiluo's face.Bright, like fireworks.

Bai Zhiluo's eyes widened slightly, her lips were half parted, and she wanted to speak, but tasted the taste of blood first.

She actually tasted a different kind of sweetness.

This is the first time she really felt the real death.

When the red-clothed demon cultivator Su Qurong killed dozens of Yuge disciples at will like chickens and dogs, she only regarded them as characters in the book, but as the background board of the story.Everything around her is just a virtual 3D movie in her subconscious mind.

People will always try to escape - unless you put the bloody reality in front of his eyes.

"Miss Bai? Are you alright?" The face of Leng Aotian on the opposite side was a little blurred, and the noisy voice in his ears gradually became blurred, as if the whole world was immersed in water.

The rest are just shaking and changing lights and shadows.

In a daze, she wondered vaguely, if I died, would I also be like them, like a scarecrow who lost its support, and fell powerlessly?Will he also be like them, shedding the last drop of blood on his body, annihilated in the wind, and finally melted in the rain?

Something seemed to be moving in his mind, as if trying to break through that invisible seal.In the end, the world turned into darkness in her eyes, returning to silence.

Gradually, the mixed light flickered again.In a daze, she seemed to see a little child tenaciously pushing away the broken bricks and rubble on her body, regardless of the fact that her hands were already drenched with blood from the gravel.Not far away, the once magnificent hall, even in the middle of the night, is still brightly lit, but now it is almost collapsed.

The bright fire clings to the hall like tarsal maggots, burning everything that used to be.Her teachers, her relatives, everything she loved since she was a child, and... her only friend, Ah Wan, were all wiped out in the raging fire.

In the distance, there seemed to be someone's voice: "The Demon Gate is really vicious..."

At that moment, the intense hatred seemed to rush out of the heart, turning into sharp swords, smashing everything.

However, she couldn't remember where this was or who they were.The names and appearances of the dearest and dearest ones are on the lips, but they just can't spit them out.

All she remembered was the hatred at this moment, and the word "Demon Gate".

"Husband?"

"Husband? Wake up!"

"Baizhiluo? Baizhiluo! Wake up! Wake up!"

The call in her ears became more and more urgent, and suddenly, Bai Zhiluo opened her eyes, only to see a long sword roaring and rushing towards her face, the sharp sword energy blew the hair on her forehead gently swaying.

Jiang Qingwan was about to turn around to protect her, but it was already too late.

"Don't!" Jiang Qingwan's voice repeatedly came from far away, and it fell into Bai Zhiluo's ears, but it was ethereal.

Suddenly, a witty smile appeared on Bai Zhiluo's face, she raised her right hand casually, and very slowly tapped on the tip of the sword.The seemingly powerful flying sword, whose speed is almost invisible to the naked eye, seems to have suddenly entered slow motion under her finger, and will stop in front of her pale fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the flying sword let out a mournful cry, and it was reduced to ashes in a halo of white light.

I saw the master Bai Zhiluo Yuanying stage full of great momentum, pretending to be 13 points full of temperament, standing on the spot, standing with hands behind his back, triumphant, as if he was about to say "Laozi is a master, you stupid mortals just go up!" "Ah" were engraved on his face.

The demon disciples around were forced by his aura, and all of them backed away for a while, not daring to go forward.

Bai Zhiluo used the newly inherited ability to send a voice transmission to Jiang Qingwan, "My cultivation can be used again."

Maybe it was because she finally agreed in her heart that this world is not just a book, so she can unite her soul/body/unity and truly use her original body for her own use.

As for the part of the memory that was successfully broken out by the blood of the disciple of the demon sect just now, it was mentioned that the demon sect seemed to be the murderer who slaughtered all the relatives of the original body, but Bai Zhiluo only felt sympathy and sadness in his heart, but he could only in this way.

After all, she is not the original body, and she doesn't know where the original body has gone. It is only an accident that she came to the world in this book, and she is not a superman deliberately to save the world.It would be better if he could avenge the original body.But if she can't, she just wants to be herself, her own Bai Zhiluo, that's all.

The author has something to say: Look at my sincere big eyes, this article is just a cookie, and everything in the plot is just a cloud~

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