The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

"As for Barton... an idiot like Barton shouldn't give up so easily, nor come back so quickly."

"In short, let's take a good rest first... You must recover your strength as soon as possible."

As the eyelids became heavier, Mu En slowly closed her eyes.

Drowsiness hit, and Mu En's consciousness gradually became blurred.

It's just that at the moment before the complete darkness fell, Mu En suddenly caught a glimpse of misty mist from the corner of Mu En's eyes.

Ok?

Something is wrong!

A certain kind of keen intuition suddenly beat in the depths of his mind, which made Mu En startled and woke up instantly.

He stood up abruptly, staring wide-eyed, looking around.

It was still very quiet all around.

very calm.

The little mist observed just now can also be regarded as the aftermath after the previous divine grace dissipated, and there seems to be nothing unusual.

but……

Feel like you forgot something?

Mu En held her head and fell into deep thought.

The bad feeling became more and more intense, Mu En's expression sank, and she took out Elizabeth again, the blades staggered and hit lightly.

The alchemy field of the arc spread, enveloping him.

The alchemy field can isolate the breath, but not just the breath.

The field can also isolate some negative effects.

if so.

"……and many more."

As the domain took shape, a spiritual light suddenly flashed in Mu En's mind.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he snapped his fingers.

"The priest and the hyena are dead, Barton has gone after Leah.

But there should be one more person, they belong to four people, yes, four...

The remaining one is a magician...

Magician Fulaer! "

Mu En suddenly raised her head.

As he remembered the name, the faint clouds and mist in the forest suddenly surged and piled up, as if blown by a strong wind.

But at this moment, there is no wind in the forest.

What drives those clouds and mists... is magic power!

The mammoth, gradually built into a powerful magic, but Mu En has never been aware of the magic power!

At the same time, a voice sounded in the tumbling clouds.

"Oh, sure enough, was it still discovered?"

"But it's pointless to realize now, it's too late."

"Have you prepared your last words, Moon Campbell!"

There was a hint of hatred in the voice, and the joy of revenge, Mu En's eyes kept following the voice, but the voice was erratic, and it was impossible to determine the exact location.

"Was that just... also magic?"

Mu En's face was gloomy.

He was indeed too devoted to fighting the priest before, but it was impossible for him to be so negligent that he could directly forget a living person!

So it should be some kind of magic, and the timing of the trick should be the time to confirm that the priest is completely dead and relax his vigilance!

"That's right, it's magic."

Seemingly not in a hurry to make a move, Fullar said:

"The magic that eliminates the sense of existence is a very partial magic, right? Although it doesn't work at all in a head-to-head confrontation, as long as your attention is completely attracted by other people like just now, this magic is very good. What magical skills are used!"

"...Really, careless."

Mu En looked gloomy and clenched the blade tightly.

Because Fulaer was temporarily crippled by himself at the first time, coupled with her performance all the time, she was not very present among the four people, and the fierce confrontation with the priest before made the effect of this magic ...well fly.

So much so that Fular's sense of existence completely disappeared in her subconscious during this period of time. She just built magic under her nose, and she didn't even notice it at all!

Sure enough, no matter what kind of time, the first element of a team battle is to kill the magician first?

It's still a pity.

At that time it was almost...

"But, do you think you can deal with me like this?"

Mu En's eyes froze, she turned her head to look in the direction of the new voice, and said with a sneer:

"You should have seen the battle between me and the priest just now. Do you think you can still be my opponent even if you have the upper hand?"

The red flames lit up in his eyes, making his expression full of majesty at this moment.

In any case, Fulaer's level of threat should be far inferior to that of the priest...

But Mu En only heard laughter, mocking laughter.

"Yes, I saw it, and it was very clear."

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that the son of the duke, who was rumored to be worthless, turned out to be a divinely favored one. We were really cheated by our employer."

"That……"

Mu En narrowed her eyes.

"Hehe, but so what, the favored ones are not invincible, on the contrary, due to their fixed abilities, it is easy to find a way to target them with just a little observation."

Fu Laer sneered a few times, and continued:

"For example, judging from the performance just now, you don't have any long-range attack means, your terrible flame also needs contact, or close range to be effective.

Even if you can burn anything, if you don't have a goal, you can't do anything! "

"...Aren't you afraid that I have other moves that I haven't used?" Mu En was silent for a while, and threatened in a cold voice.

"Of course I'm afraid."

Fulaer's voice was still ethereal, making it impossible for Mu En to confirm the location.

"So whether it's the magic to attack or the magic to escape, I've prepared everything."

"I will test it first. If you really have other terrifying moves as you said, I will run away without hesitation."

"But if you're just a lion whose blood is about to drain dry, if you're at the end of your rope..."

Fu Laer's voice changed, with a piercing chill and excitement:

"That one billion, I'll take it all to myself!"

"Don't worry, I will avenge my previous revenge and use despicable tricks to attack you, but you are not the only one!"

Swah——

As soon as Fulaer's voice fell, the clouds and mist in the forest around Mu En surged more violently, and with this suffocating change, bright light spots began to light up gradually, bringing the ultimate threat of death.

Damn, she came for real!

Mu En's heart tightened, not caring about being exposed, a large amount of red flames surged up at the same time.

In short, try your best to stop it first.

If you can't stop it, relying on your physical strength and Chi Yan's recovery ability, maybe...

"puff--"

In this fleeting moment, before Mu En's thoughts could even unfold, a clear sound of flesh and blood being torn apart sounded in the silence before the magic was about to be released.

Incredibly clear.

Chi Yan poured back into his body in an instant, Mu En lowered her head in a bewildered expression, and touched her whole body nervously with both hands.

Huh?

Doesn't seem to be hurt...

Moreover, the magic doesn't seem to come in time to stimulate...

Then this voice...

"Eh?"

At this time, in the cloud and mist, a strange low cry suddenly came out.

Then, the mist and magic power spots in front of Mu En's eyes began to shake and collapse.

Revealing the figure of Fu Laer.

She held a wand and stood upright.

There is still a huge magical power that will not be able to dissipate in the future.

But at this moment, she lowered her head and looked at her abdomen with an expression of disbelief.

Because at this moment, half of the blade was exposed from her abdomen.

A blade made of holy light.

"Puha..."

A large amount of blood was spat out again, her eyes were still very confused:

"For...why..."

"Because...because."

Another voice sounded behind her:

"Conceal...Hide your starting point, and then use despicable moves to sneak attack...I...I can do it too."

That voice sounded very delicate, even trembling unceasingly, but Fulaer felt that the hands holding the blade were extraordinarily strong.

She turned her head with difficulty, and looked at the extremely cute, soft and cute face, which she never regarded as a threat from the beginning to the end:

"Where are you... Barton? Why... isn't he..."

"She's dead."

Liya said seriously:

"I killed it."

After all, Liya pulled out the blade of the Holy Light under Fulaer's hellish eyes, and then kicked Fulaer down.

Before he had time to feel the sharp pain from the abdominal wound again, Fulaer felt a figure pressing on him.

The figure was not heavy, but Fular, who was just a magician, couldn't break free from the obviously strengthened Liya's suppression, so he could only let her sit directly on him, and then...

Raised the knife.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Blood stained half of the girl's cheeks red, and fear and struggle appeared in the girl's eyes, but she still held the blade tightly, and kept murmuring:

"It says in the book that when facing bad guys, you must make up for it."

"That's right, we need to make up the knife."

"Make up the knife."

Saying that, the girl leaned down suddenly, and skillfully stabbed the blade into Fulaer's heart.

then.