Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

"I'm serious." Yan Yu didn't have the slightest intention to back down.

"Well."

Yin Beiqing suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the fence. Yan Yu was shocked by the sudden feeling of her body hanging in the air. She stretched out her arms, trying to grab something in the air to stabilize herself, but she was about to lose her balance. At that moment, a hand finally reached her waist.

"You should know the fate of betraying me." Yin Beiqing hugged her tightly from behind. She didn't know whether it was because of the strong wind or some other reason. You will be cut to pieces."

The muscles on Yan Yu's back tightened, but she nodded sincerely, "I know."

"Aren't you afraid?" Yin Beiqing was a little surprised.

"Afraid." She stabilized her voice, making her voice sound as calm as possible, "but I will never betray you."

…

"It's falling! It's falling!" Suddenly someone looked towards the sky and shouted.

Attracted by the sound, Yan Yu raised his head, only then did he realize what the person said was about to fall.

"This sword is very important." Yan Yu patted Yin Beiqing's hand to signal her to let go, pointing to the long sword that fell, "Chasing after it, don't let it fall into other people's hands."

The Devil Slaying Blade was first acquired by Guo Lu, but later because of his carelessness, it fell into the hands of the villain in the book.

Yin Beiqing's right arm was cut off by the villain with this sword.

If it wasn't for this sword, Yin Beiqing would not have lost to her, so it is safest to hold this thing in his own hands.

"This direction is going to the back mountain." Yin Beiqing was not in a hurry.

"Let's go." Yan Yu pulled up her sleeves bitterly, "Hurry up."

"Do you know the origin of that sword?" Yin Beiqing rolled over, his movements still unhurried.

Yan Yu was so anxious now that she wished that Yin Beiqing would be like before, lifting herself up like a sandbag and flying away without saying a word.

But why does this person always like to talk nonsense at critical moments!

"Yes, I know, can I go now?"

"Yes." Yin Beiqing slightly hooked her lips, wrapped her arms around her waist and brought her into his arms, tapped her toes lightly, and jumped directly from the sky.

The feeling of weightlessness made Yan Yu's scalp numb. She bit her lips tightly to hold back the screaming. Regardless of avoiding suspicion and keeping a distance, she grabbed Yin Beiqing's shoulders tightly with both hands, wishing to plunge her head into her body to feel at ease.

With a physique that can even sit on a pirate ship, how long can she live beside this lunatic?

Fortunately, Yin Beiqing still seemed to have a little bit of humanity left. When he realized that the person in his arms was as stiff as a piece of wood, he slowed down a little.

Yan Yu was finally able to open her eyes to take a breath, she didn't dare to look down, her eyes followed the orange light drawn by the sword and fell to a place behind the mountain.

"There." She pointed to Yin Beiqing with her finger, and after she finished pointing, she remembered that it's not like he doesn't have eyes, so there's no need to remind him.

Yin Beiqing nodded, turned around, and found a place nearby to put Yan Yu down.

Usually few people come to the back mountain of Langdie Valley, but there is a special place for corpses to be piled up here.

Yes, that's right.

Although Yin Beiqing's reputation as the "Living King of Hades" was well-known, there were still many people with high hearts and high spirits rushing up to give away their heads.

The provocateurs, without exception, turned into a pile of bones in the end, and this crowded **** on the back mountain was their destination.

Yin Beiqing also specially erected a huge stone tablet here, and every time he killed a person, he carved a stone on it, and now it has already been "bruised and bruised".

Oh no, it's more of an injury.

Because the Demon Slaying Blade was inserted straight into the middle of the tombstone at this time, the smoke and sparks generated by high-speed friction lingered for a long time.

"Is this... a curse, a curse?" A maid hid behind her companion.

Isn't that right, there are hundreds of corpses and ghosts buried under the tombstone, this sword never lags behind or falls, and cuts right above it.

According to the understanding of normal people, this means doing too many bad things and being punished by God.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense." Her companion immediately covered her mouth.

Yin Beiqing looked quite calm, "What's the goddess' opinion?"

Yan Yu took a step back, dodged the choking smoke and coughed softly, and when her breath finally calmed down, she said surprisingly, "This is a good omen."

"Oh, there is such a good omen?" Yin Beiqing became interested, folded his arms and turned his head to look at her.

"The sunrise in the west symbolizes the beginning of a new era." Yan Yu nodded, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, "I don't know if you have discovered that the direction facing the tombstone is the west, and the sword fell here. The moral it represents is that the hardships and experiences you have suffered will become your weapons to overcome obstacles."

The maid next to her was stupefied by her. These words seemed a little unrealistic at first glance, but they really couldn't find any flaws when they scrutinized them carefully.

"Generally speaking, this is the sword, the divine sword that can help you achieve great things." Yan Yu felt that if he couldn't do his old job in the future, he might not starve to death as a salesman.

Yin Beiqing nodded slightly, raised his hand and applauded her leisurely, "Well said."

The maids clapped together, and the crackling applause almost broke Yan Yu's skills.

Afterwards, Yin Beiqing winked at Ying Fan who was standing at the front, and the other party nodded, and walked to the sword, ready to pull it out.

"Ho—"

In the eyes of everyone, she smiled dryly and turned her arms, "Hands are a little slippery."

The sword was much heavier than expected, she didn't take it lightly when she pulled it out for the second time, she stepped on the tombstone as a fulcrum, rolled up the sleeves of both arms, held them firmly with both hands, sank into her dantian, and exerted force suddenly—

"Ahhh!"

After a few seconds of embarrassment, the veins on Ying Fan's neck burst out, but the sword still didn't move at all.

Yin Beiqing rubbed the center of his brows with hatred, and pointed to Teng Jingjie, "She can't eat enough, come here."

Teng Jingjie walked over and patted Ying Fan's shoulder with a smile, telling her to get out of the way, twisting her neck, her raised right arm burst out with three times the original muscle mass under the spirit method, and the clenched fist, someone Such a big head.

She held up the arm that seemed to have just been borrowed from Popeye, and lightly put it on the handle of the sword, "I didn't blame you for the dead fish, which made you always lazy and not practice physical skills, now..."

"What's the matter now." Ying Fan rubbed his nose and raised his chin at her, "Isn't it, you can't pull it out either."

Teng Jingjie's expression turned serious, and he tried again with all his strength. After confirming the result, he turned his head and shook his head at Yin Beiqing with a wooden face.

Yan Yu knew that only the hero with the aura of the protagonist could pull out this sword, but she took a bit of luck, thinking that something unexpected might happen this time.

Unfortunately, there are so many surprises.

"Hey, little goddess, why don't you try it." Ying Fan suddenly rose up, "During the ceremony of entering the valley, it depends on your strength."

Suddenly being cueed, Yan Yu turned her head to look at her, with a few big characters written in her eyes—are you kidding me?

Believe it or not, I'll give you a live performance of vomiting blood?

"Come on, come on, you didn't say it, this sword is a divine sword, so it's already delivered to your door, but we can't do anything with it, how aggrieved." She patted Yan Yu's back with a smile, "Go Go ahead, believe in yourself, you are the chosen one."

Yan Yu had choked on the cigarette ash just now, and was slapped twice by her. She couldn't help coughing loudly, and couldn't speak clearly with her handkerchief covering her mouth, so she could only keep waving her hands to signal that she couldn't do it.

"Didn't you look better a few days ago? Why did you start coughing again?" Ying Fan approached and patted her on the back, trying to comfort her, "Your body is worse than mine."

She probably thought that she had just "touched" a few times, but Yan Yu felt that her entire back was about to burn. She managed to swallow the **** smell in her throat just now. Immediately couldn't bear it anymore.

"puff-"

Although Yan Yu was trying to suppress it, she couldn't stand the impact of this mouthful of blood, and the astonishing splash range scared the maids in white who were next to her to jump back two or three feet.

"Ho!"

"Wow!"

"Good guy!"

This spit of blood happened to spit on the stone tablet impartially, and a lot of it even splashed on the sword, the picture was very "spectacular".

Yan Yu closed her eyes in despair, and was waiting for the cleanliness patient behind her to attack, when the Demon Slaying Blade in front of her suddenly reacted.

It began to emit a dazzling red light all over, and shook violently. The movement became louder and louder, making one feel as if the ground under their feet began to shake.

"boom-"

With this loud noise, the tombstone exploded directly from the middle, and the stones flew everywhere. Yin Beiqing immediately pulled Yan Yu who was still in place, and pulled her arm behind her.

"Be smart, sick child."

Yan Yu was not in the mood to listen to her at this time, a voice roared in her mind, and the beast mark on her forehead began to feel the familiar burning sensation again.

"Hold it! Hold it!"

She took a step back, covering her forehead in pain, Ji Wu's screams were tearing at her eardrums, each sound was sharper, it sounded very painful.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Yin Beiqing asked with a frown.

Yan Yu didn't have the strength to answer her words, her whole body twitched uncontrollably, she stretched her neck and raised her head, a low, hoarse gasp came out of her throat.

"Well!"

The turbulent soul power in her body forced her to spit out another mouthful of scarlet blood. The blood dripped from her chin, soaking her collar, and then, a scene that shocked everyone's jaws to drop occurred.

Yan Yu's body floated up steadily, and a pair of dark red wings spread out behind her. The wings had black lines and spots, and when they flapped, they would emit a gradient of polarized light in the sun.

At this moment, the Demon Slaying Blade, which was slamming like a headless fly, suddenly turned around as if it sensed something, and headed straight for Yan Yu's direction.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce into Yan Yu's chest, Yin Beiqing was about to use spiritual methods to block it, but saw Yan Yu slowly raised his arm and pointed it in its direction.

The sword that was coming at it a second ago suddenly stopped in the air with a screeching halt.

The pair of slender bare hands turned over, and then slightly hooked them to the front, and they automatically stuck to Yan Yu's palms.

Yan Yu, who had stopped the farce, finally lowered his head, as if he had lost consciousness, and his body fell from the sky with the broken kite.

"Sick child!"

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