Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

Wen Rulan looked at the sword pointing straight at him, he knew this sword.

At the end of Mozun's dream, Meng Xing also held this sword.He used this divine sword from the God of War to stand in front of him and split the world-destroying thunder.

There was no killing intent on Meng Xing's sword, he raised the sword for protection, but the killing intent flashed on the Lve Ying sword in front of him, just like his real master.

He is the god of war Yinglong, one of the most skilled gods in the heavens.

Even in the comprehension|world, which is far away from the heaven, Wen Rulan has heard the name of the other party, and similarly, he has also understood the strength of the other party.During his battle with Gu Feng, Gu Feng used the opponent's strength to slash him with a single sword, leaving him powerless to fight back.

That was just a trace of Yinglong's sword intent. Now that Yinglong himself is here, the power he exerts is far beyond Gu Feng's comparison.Meng Xing is also incomparable. Although what he copied was Ying Long's complete divine power, a sword used by a person who only knew superficially about swordsmanship, and a sword used by a person who has perfected swordsmanship through countless battles. The power used is completely different.

When Feng Ye helped them, he was an extremely reliable help, but when he was against them, he was a very terrible enemy.

There is a lot of snow on the street, up to dozens of centimeters deep. It takes a lot of strength to dig through such a thick layer of snow, but Feng Ye just waved his sword casually before he raised his sword, and the edge of the sword didn't even really touch On the snow layer on the ground, the sword's edge left deep sword marks on the snow.

The snow layer of tens of centimeters was cut open by the sword energy, and under the snow layer, white marks were also left on the solid concrete ground.

His sword energy was sharp and cold, just like the way he looked at Wen Rulan at this moment.

He is going to kill him.

No joke, he walks the talk.

In fact, Wen Rulan wasn't too surprised. Yinglong is the god who protects the Heavenly Dao, so it's only natural that he helps the Heavenly Dao kill him.And now it's August 8th, the "Golden Crow" he developed prevented the doomsday, so Tiandao can only kill him in another way, and Feng Ye is that way.

But even if it wasn't unexpected, he still couldn't help taking a step back when he was stared at by such eyes and pointed at by such a sword.

At the same time, Meng Xing took a step forward.After a brief daze, he finally came back to his senses.The first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to firmly block Wen Rulan behind him.

He blocked Feng Ye's sword, and also blocked Feng Ye's murderous gaze.

Although Feng Ye had never shown any hostility to him before, he had always been jealous of Feng Ye because of the opponent's strong strength and also because of the opponent's identity.But when Feng Ye really declared war on him, he was no longer intimidated by that intimidating sharpness.

Ying Long is strong, but the Dao of Heaven is stronger. Meng Xing doesn't want to be an enemy of either of them, but when they want to attack Wen Rulan, he won't retreat either.

His expression turned cold, like a lion whose territory has been violated. He wants to defend his territory and face this enemy who intends to invade. Even if the opponent is the God of War who has few opponents in the heavens.

The two sides were confronting each other. After Feng Ye raised his sword, he stopped. He stopped ten steps away. He didn't let go of his killing intent. What are you waiting for.

The crowd surrounded them not far away, looking at the three confronting each other in the snow with some astonishment and bewilderment.The researchers didn't know Feng Ye, and they didn't understand why this man in black wanted to kill Professor Wen, and why the black sword with a faint flash of light appeared out of thin air.

The soldiers on the captain's side all knew Feng Ye, they didn't understand that he had helped them defend the central tower just now, but right now, he was holding his sword at the developer of the central tower.

It's just that he was blocked by Meng Xing. Meng Xing was taller than Wen Rulan. When Meng Xing stood in front of Wen Rulan, Feng Ye couldn't see any sign of Wen Rulan.

He looked at Meng Xing, at the subtle movements of Meng Xing's fingers, at the corner of the card protruding from the other's fingertips.

Snowflakes kept falling from the sky. After the central tower was activated, the temperature was rising, but the snow was getting bigger and bigger, as if it wanted to kill this ray of light and heat in the bud.

Standing on the snow for a while, a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on Meng Xing's shoulders. He didn't want to wait any longer. He took the initiative to break the confrontation. He flipped his wrist and was about to activate the card when he suddenly heard an chuckled all over.

The voice was not far away, it was in the crowd of onlookers.

The sound was not loud, not as loud as the howling wind and snow at the moment, and it shouldn't have attracted the attention of the two who were about to start a decisive battle.But without any communication, Meng Xing and Feng Ye turned their heads at the same time. They looked in the direction of the laughter, and saw a man in the crowd who was also wearing a black windbreaker and a hood.

The other party was very similar to Feng Ye, whether it was the dress or figure, or the face that was revealed when the other party stepped out of the crowd and took off the hood, they all resembled Feng Ye as if they were twins.

But they are different.

The name is different, the identity is different, and the corners of the mouth that seem to be smiling all the time are also different.

Feng Ye looked at the other party's dark abyss-like pupils different from his own, and called out the other party's name: "Wu Jin."

He was very familiar with the other party, much more familiar than Meng Xing who had just dealt with Wujin in the last dream.

But Feng Ye didn't relax his expression because of the familiarity, instead his expression became colder.Because they are the positive and negative sides of the mirror, one side is light and the other side is dark.

Where there is light, there is no place for any gloomy darkness.He also can't tolerate Wujin, he is a god born to kill such darkness as Wujin.

Even, he had already killed the other party once, but was escaped by the other party's design.Never thought that he would meet each other again in this dream.

In comparison, Meng Xing and Wen Rulan didn't have many surprises. They both felt that Wujin was not dead, and even once thought that the Feng Ye they saw before was Wujin.

But now it seems that although they have identified the wrong person, Wujin has been in this dream all the time, but he hides more secretly and does not show any clues.

Right now, he took the initiative to show up, not knowing what he wanted to do.

But in the end, a monster like him would never have any good intentions.Meng Xing was wary of Feng Ye, and also of Wujin.

The situation suddenly changed from a confrontation between two parties to a three-party one, and as the third party intervening, Wujin himself was not exuding the imminent hostility like the other two parties.

On the contrary, he is the most gentle party.He first smiled at Meng Xing, as if he wasn't the one who was pierced by Meng Xing's thousand arrows not long ago.

Then, he turned to Feng Ye and greeted him familiarly: "Long time no see, Feng Ye."

His tone was emotional, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

But Feng Ye didn't recognize him as an old friend, they had always been enemies.Moreover, Feng Ye also believed that Wujin must have been worried and kind when he came here.

"What do you want to do?" He went straight to the point and asked coldly.

"I think..." Wujin smiled, and he glanced at Meng Xing: "Be willing to help others."

Meng Xing was startled, but Feng Ye's expression sank.

"Leave this to me, you guys go!" Wu Jin suddenly shouted to Meng Xing and Wen Rulan, his tone was passionate, like a heroic martyr.

While speaking, he also took a few steps forward and blocked between Feng Ye and Meng Xing. He faced Feng Ye and blocked Feng Ye's way.

He was unarmed, but persistently stood in front of Feng Ye's sword, with this generous appearance, as if he and Meng Xing were the party of justice, while Feng Ye was the villain who killed innocent people with a sword.

Meng Xing didn't leave obediently, he stood still, he couldn't figure out what Wujin wanted to do.

The crowd on one side also became more and more puzzled by the sudden change, but they all kept away from Feng Ye a little bit, because at present, he seemed the most like a bad guy.

Feng Ye didn't care about the crowd's reaction, and he didn't want to watch Wu Jin's contrived performance anymore. He didn't say a word, and only used the forward sword to replace his own answer.

This sword is extremely fast, but also extremely cold.It was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly, and it was so cold that it seemed to gather the chill of thousands of ice and snow into a thread. The moment the sword was drawn, the sword energy was wrapped in the wind and snow of doomsday, which almost froze the blood of the person. I can't even move, let alone avoid.

But Wujin didn't want to dodge, he faced the sword calmly, hit his left chest, and pierced his heart, just like last time.

He spat out blood, and the crowd cried out in surprise. Meng Xing and Wen Rulan, who were watching this scene, were even more stunned.

Especially after Wujin vomited blood, he was still struggling and shouted to them with his dying body: "Go!"

He held the edge of the sword that had sunk into his chest with his hand, preventing Feng Ye from drawing out his sword and chasing Meng Xing and the others.

Meng Xing still couldn't figure out what Wu Jin meant. He didn't believe that the other party really helped them because he was willing to help others, nor did he think that the other party had good intentions, but... this is indeed an opportunity.

He is not afraid of being an enemy of Feng Ye, but...if he can avoid fighting, it is better to avoid it, and he will use his energy to protect Wen Rulan.

His enemy is not only Feng Ye, the ubiquitous Heavenly Dao is also waiting for an opportunity to attack Wen Rulan. He must take Wen Rulan to escape to escape the day of August 8th.

He tugged at Wen Rulan who was stunned, then turned around and ran away with her.

They ran farther and farther away from the central tower, and gradually disappeared from Feng Ye's sight.Feng Ye pulled down the hilt of the sword vigorously, and Wu Jin's blood had already flowed all over the ground. Logically speaking, with such a loss of blood, even if he was not dead, he should be dying, without any strength anymore.But Wujin's hand holding Jianfeng was very steady, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

Feng Ye's body is Ying Long, and his physical strength is far beyond human comparison, but even with his strength, he can't get rid of Wu Jin for the time being.

The last time he stabbed Wujin in the heart, he failed to kill the opponent, and this time he also couldn't. This weak and bleeding appearance was just a show of the opponent's evil intentions.

He stopped drawing the sword, and only turned over the edge of the sword that had sunk into Wujin's chest.

Wujin let out a painful "hiss" as the sword edge stirred in the flesh and blood.He complained in his tone, as if he was blaming Feng Ye for his rudeness: "Long time no see, you just treat me like this."

He said it as if there was some past relationship between them, Feng Ye's expression became colder, and there was indeed a previous relationship, it was the past in the Eternal Vision that he didn't want to mention to others.

His hand turning the sword edge was also exerting more force, and the pain was intensifying, Wujin sighed and said: "It really hurts, Feng Ye."

He said "it hurts", but his face put away the painful expression, and instead turned into a distorted coldness: "Just like last time."

He suddenly approached Feng Ye, even if the sword's edge penetrated a few inches deeper into the flesh, he didn't care.He whispered in Feng Ye's ear: "Do you remember what I said to you when you killed me last time?"

Without waiting for Feng Ye to recall, he said the answer himself. He paused every word, every word was ground between his teeth, full of blood: "I said, the gift you gave me Great gift, I will repay you a hundred times, a thousand times!"

Feng Ye's pupils shrank, and countless black snakes with thin fingers sprang out from the several inches of snow.They were transformed by the blood that flowed out from Wuzhu, and when the blood slid down to the ground, they disappeared into the snow.

They sneaked in the snow, scattered around Feng Ye, and at this moment, they launched an unavoidable surprise attack.

The black snake came from all directions, Feng Ye couldn't see so many directions, he only looked at Wu Jin in front of him, looking at the face of the other party, ecstasy of revenge.

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