Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

Precognition?

Yan Yu recalled that it was indeed mentioned in the ancient book that the Goddess has the ability to predict.

And it seems that since the awakening of her goddess blood, all kinds of strange things have followed one after another.

But rather than having the ability to predict, Yan Yu hopes that what he saw just now is really just a nightmare.

"What's the matter?" Yin Beiqing's voice came from the side. She seemed to have rushed out in the middle of the bath when she heard the voice. She was completely soaked, and the casually worn coat was wet and stuck to her skin.

"It's okay." Yan Yu shook his head at her, but smiled very reluctantly.

"I heard you calling Ying Fan's name, what did she do to you?" Of course Yin Beiqing could see that she was trying to be brave.

Obviously full of worry and exhaustion.

"You said, you won't hide anything from me." She almost persistently remembered every word Yan Yu said.

Yan Yu took the water glass by the bed and poured cold water down his throat to relieve the dryness of his throat, "It was just a nightmare."

"Do you care about her very much? You even think about it in your dreams."

"It's a precognitive dream." Yan Yu raised his eyes and took a deep look at her, "Ying Fan...she might die."

Yan Yu suddenly felt a dull feeling in her heart. After Guo Lu's death, she thought that the original book and the plot had been successfully changed by her, and she no longer had to live in fear.

But this dream dragged her back into **** all at once.

Behind the thick black mist, it seemed that an invisible giant was laughing at her, whispering curses in her ear.

—The people in Langde Valley will still die one by one.

——Yin Beiqing will still fall into the devil.

—Look, even without Guo Lu, Yang Qian would still be deceived.

—Yan Yu, your efforts are in vain after all.

"Will he die?" Yin Beiqing took a big step towards her, "When will he die and where will he be?"

Even if Ying Fan's talkative talk is usually annoying, but as long as she is a member of Langdie Valley, she can't ignore it.

"I can't see clearly. I only know that I am in a very cold place, surrounded by ice." Yan Yu shook his head lightly, his face lost his composure for the first time, and his eyes were fixed on one place, "Guo Lu Mingming is dead, and the plot never mentions any glacier, why..."

She sat up suddenly from the bed, took out the map and kept searching, "Glacier, where is there a glacier."

"Yan Yu." A hand reached out from behind to hold her, Yin Beiqing's voice sounded particularly reliable at this moment, "You just finished the nightmare and are still not awake, I will deal with this matter, you go to bed first. "

"How can I still sleep." As soon as she closed her eyes, there was a picture of Ying Fan's chest being pierced, and the whole body was enveloped in the warmth of blood, oppressed and suffocated.

Death is a thing that can only be understood in words in books, and of course it is far less shocking than seeing it with your own eyes at close range.

Yan Yu is a doctor, and it's not that she has never seen death before, but it was a helpless pity to leave on the operating table, but this is not the case. One second she was alive and kicking, and the next second she was bleeding profusely and cruelly.

Death is the thing she most wants to avoid, that's why she started to study medicine.

Calmly in front of what people fear most, she seems very powerless. If she is willing to think about it again, she will know that if the map she has read in full after she got it, if the location of the glacier is really marked on it, then it must be It has been stored in the memory for a long time, and no matter how carefully I look it up now, it is just a waste of effort.

Suddenly warm palms covered her eyes, Yan Yu blinked her eyelashes suspiciously, followed by a cumbersome incantation in her ear, her whole brain suddenly lost consciousness.

Yin Beiqing bent down, picked up Yan Yu, who was limp, and put her back on the bed, arranged her hands and feet, and carefully tucked in the quilt. She was not good at doing such things, her movements were clumsy, but her expression was very serious.

After doing everything well, she leaned over and branded a kiss on Yan Yu's smooth forehead. It was just a gentle touch of lips and skin. Even if the other party was unconscious now, she did not use selfishness to cross the boundary set by Yan Yu. .

"Sleep." My lord goddess.

…

The night was fading, and the first ray of sunlight was about to rise in the morning. The whole college was still shrouded in silence, but there was a figure in the special dormitory building, and he jumped from a high place through the window nimbly, and landed lightly.

Unscathed.

Yin Beiqing recalled Ying Fan's dormitory, and looked up at the second special building to find the house number.

I remember that she seemed to be living with Miao Tan, and Miao Tan didn't like living in high places, so it should be on the first floor.

She stepped into the corridor on the first floor, and the distance was enough for her to distinguish the positions of the two from the smell.

He unceremoniously used the body method of climbing through the window again, and the two sneaky figures squatting in front of him froze.

"Little Miao Tan, do you feel the coldness on your back?" Ying Fan's tone was still the same.

Miao Tan, who was only a small one after squatting down, nodded lightly, and said softly in an emotionless voice, "It's the taste of the owner of the valley."

Thanks to her own beast soul, her sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people.

"Ha! Just kidding, the owner of the valley may still be having fun with the little goddess in the flower building, how come you have time to come to us." Ying Fan moved his buttocks to the side, "Come on, keep heating, this candy is so hard So fast, I didn't even have time to stir it."

Miao Tan nodded obediently again, a gleam of fire appeared between his fingers, heating the syrup in the small iron pot.

Yin Beiqing just stood there for five minutes, seeing that the two of them really didn't notice it at all, so he threw a stone from his sleeve, impartially, and hit Ying Fan's swaying head right in the middle.

"You might as well look back."

"Oh my God! I have auditory hallucinations!" Ying Fan held his head, "There are hallucinations."

Miao Tan gave her a look of "you are hopeless", and pointed her finger behind her.

Ying Fan looked over, his head slowly raised, but his chin was almost on the ground, "Boss! Why are you here!"

"What do you say?"

"Hehehe." Ying Fan laughed dryly, and moved his body to block the pot, "You found out when we just started cooking, it doesn't matter, since everyone has come, then we will definitely give you some."

"Would I be rare for your little food?" Yin Beiqing touched his hands behind his back and clenched them into fists.

She was really free, worried about what would happen to this fool, so she made a special trip here.

"Ah?" Ying Fan's eyes widened, "I saw you holding the bag of sugar baby that the little goddess gave you as an offering, and I thought you liked it very much."

Yin Beiqing's face turned darker than the bottom of the pot in an instant, but Miao Tan would wink and tugged at Ying Fan's sleeve, "Master Gu should have something to do with you."

In fact, she had already noticed that Yin Beiqing was behind her, but she kept staring at Ying Fan with elusive eyes, and she didn't respond when she saw that she was talking to her.

"What? What's the matter?" Ying Fan greedily dipped his fingers into some syrup from the bottom of the pot and put it in his mouth, as if he didn't care about the so-called matter.

Almost everyone in Landie Valley has important things to do, but she is used to idleness, so it's not a big deal if she really has something to do.

"You, come out." Yin Beiqing ticked her off.

"Oh." Ying Fan stood up, and patted Miao Tan's head with a smile before leaving, "Xiao Miao Tan, cook well, I just came back from a big job to eat ready-made ones."

Miao Tan silently stirred the wooden shovel in his hand and ignored her.

Ying Fan followed Yin Beiqing in two steps. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the air pressure on this man was very low today.

Soon, Yin Beiqing stood still, turned around and said to her, "Clean up and go back to Langdie."

Ying Fan's smile disappeared, "Why? Did everyone reply, or was it just me?"

"Just you, the sooner the better."

"I'm not leaving." Ying Fan rarely showed an angry look, "I think this is pretty good, at least it's better than the suffocating Langdie. I have someone to talk with me, there are many novel things, and the class is also interesting. I want to keep it. come down."

"I'm not discussing with you." Yin Beiqing lowered his voice coldly.

"Why? Is there any important thing that I have to do? Otherwise, I will talk to them and exchange with each other. I can do other things. If I don't, I will learn. I learn things very quickly!"

"Ying Fan." Yin Beiqing resisted the desire to tell her the truth, so as not to create panic, "I'm not joking with you, be obedient."

"Boss, you are always like this!" Ying Fan suddenly widened his eyes and shouted, "Do you think I am holding everyone back, so I only tell them about important things and not me."

"Then you shouldn't have brought me back in the first place!"

"Let me be beaten to death there!"

Anyway, no matter where she goes, she is that outlier.

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It's stuck here, so it's a bit shortshort (run away with your head in your arms)

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