Every world I die young

Chapter 148 Does Master Hate the Demon Race?

"..."

Yu Zhuochen raised his head slightly to look at Mo Yinglan, whose expression was blurred, and remained silent.

Mo Yinglan looked back at him, her expression was rarely relaxed, a little calm as water.

"I did make a mistake back then, I'm sorry, Chen'er, please turn around."

Yu Zhuochen was stunned, unbelievable, this, is this something he imagined?

[Host, you are OOC!Pay attention to your words, the original owner Xuan Yang would never say such words! 】

The system alarm beeped in Mo Yinglan's mind, 【What are you doing?If your existence is discovered by Yu Zhuochen, you—even if you seek death, I don't want to risk my life to accompany the gentleman! 】

Mo Yinglan chuckled from the bottom of her heart: How did you know Taoist Xuanyang wouldn't say such things? After all, your so-called character design is actually just a character shaped by the character's experience, but human nature It will change, system, you don't know it...

[Although it is said so, if the change is too drastic in a short period of time, the task target will definitely notice something is wrong! 】

Oh, why would you be so flustered if the task target sensed something was wrong? There seems to be no connection between the two. After all, the task target, the hero of the small world can’t deal with a system that is elusive and incapable.

Mo Yinglan smiled lightly, not flustered at all, and asked with a calm smile, but the system's voice suddenly disappeared in her head, and even the non-stop system alarm stopped.

Mo Yinglan looked down, and the snow-white skirt came into view, and the vague feeling in her heart suddenly disappeared, as if the system had completely disappeared.

Ha ha……

Mo Yinglan didn't panic at all, and slowly answered, "System, use your luck to protect my soul, at least you can't die here immediately."

There was no echo in her mind, and Mo Yinglan wasn't worried either. She pinched seals in her hands, and the movements became more and more complicated, and the spells in her mouth became more and more obscure, making people dizzy and dizzy.

Yu Zhuochen's figure gradually began to fade, and his outline became blurred. He seemed to have just recovered from the shock just now, and looked down at Mo Yinglan dully.

At this moment, his figure has changed back to that demon king Yu Zhuochen who is full of evil and resentment, not the 16-year-old genius monk, Xuanyang Taoist's apprentice who fell into a demon because of love.

A glowing hot flame swept over, and Yu Zhuochen felt as if his whole body was burning, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, but instead felt a familiar long-lost warmth, the soft warmth wrapped around his dilapidated body. body, gentle scrubbing soothes the pain.

Yu Zhuochen blinked hard suddenly, took a deep breath and was about to walk in front of Mo Yinglan, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't move at all.

Yu Zhuochen's eyes suddenly became extremely flustered, and there was a big gap in his heart. He was terrified, and hurriedly wanted to rush to Mo Yinglan, who was bathed in the gradually crimson brilliance, but he couldn't move. Can stay in place helplessly.

With the burning of the mysterious flame, his whole body became crystal clear. Yu Zhuochen lowered his head and looked inside, and the countless meridians that had been secretly injured stretched out. He felt that his body was extraordinarily relaxed, but his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

The voice of the incantation suddenly rose, like thunder.

The flames on the two of them completely turned into red gold and began to burn blazingly.

Yu Zhuochen's desperate eyes stared at the thick red-golden flames, and watched the figure in white gradually dissipate, like smoke and mist, disappearing in a blush.

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