MTL - Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script-Chapter 125 SAKUNLIN

Yin Beiqing always felt that those words were meant for herself, but to repent, why did she repent.

She opened the corner of her mouth, biting her teeth tightly, hot liquid fell from her eye sockets, and hit the back of her hand, a drop of bright red blood.

This blood spot seemed to activate a certain part of her body, and her breathing began to accelerate violently. Excessive breathing made it difficult for the soul power in her body to condense.

In front, the "father" who had been abused stood up, and while slowly approaching her, raised his hands to grab his face.

I don't know where I put my strength, that layer of face was torn off so abruptly, but under the thin skin is not **** flesh, but another face.

That face was something Yin Beiqing had never seen before, and it was completely unfamiliar, but it was more casual than unfamiliar, just like a child making a snowman, putting whatever materials he saw on the snowman.

A pair of drooping, puffy single eyelids, a tall and straight nose, and a full/full thick lip that is as thick as **** below, these facial features that are impossible to grow on a person's face are kneaded together , There is an indescribable weird feeling.

And following closely behind, those black heads followed her "father"'s action, tearing off their faces, revealing strange faces with the same style.

Those heads were all staring at her, their cold eyes seemed to penetrate into her bones.

Yin Beiqing suddenly felt numb in his limbs, and his hands and feet felt cold. His whole body seemed to be on fire, but thick frost formed on his eyelashes and the fluff of his skin.

This huge temperature difference is very tolerable, Yin Beiqing can even feel the flesh in her palm has been frozen with the handle of the sword, and now she can't shake the sword in her hand, but the arm pointing at the front Not so firm anymore.

She knew that this place was probably a boundary spell illusion, although she didn't know where Saifang found such a high-level evil spirit that could build such a large-scale barrier without her noticing it.

But knowing that Gui knows, this illusion still has a lot of influence on her.

At this time, Yin Beiqing felt somewhat regretful. He hadn't listened carefully to Lin Hegui's class before, and he was only perfunctory in the practice of the method of calming the mind.

Seeing the crowd slowly surrounding her like zombies, Yin Beiqing tried her best to shield her senses, ignoring the excruciating pain on her body, and slowly closed her eyes.

I don't know if it's the half-baked mind-calming method or the effect of isolating vision, but Yan Yu's face gradually appeared in front of her eyes.

Those golden eyes looked at her seriously, the warm and eager eyes made people want to follow her from the bottom of their hearts.

"Qing'er." Yan Yu in front of her smiled, with a softness that could take away all the pain, she opened and closed her lips, and her soft voice was like a clear spring in spring, "You are very clean, you have always been clean, come here, Let me hug you."

Under the comfort of this voice, Yin Beiqing heard her heartbeat gradually slow down, and she took the initiative to reach out to the person in front of her, with complete trust in her eyes.

Yes, even if everyone abandons her and becomes her enemy, she still has her own salvation.

Only this person, this person will never hurt himself no matter what.

"Ah."

Hearing this cold snort, Yin Beiqing's whole body stiffened immediately, her outstretched hand was still in mid-air, but a contemptuous mockery appeared on the face of "Yan Yu", who was still smiling gently just now.

She had never seen such an expression on Yan Yu's face before, and she couldn't adapt to the effect of it being assembled by the facial features she was so familiar with.

Such indifferent eyes seemed to lower her into the dust, the person in front of her was a **** above her, and it was a sin for her to look up.

"Yan... Yu?"

"Look at yourself, do you really want to be a queen?"

"I just look a little better at you, but you really stick up like a pug."

"You don't really think that some goddess will come to save you, do you?"

"Save what, a dirty and despicable—"

"Shut up!" Yin Beiqing suddenly opened his eyes to interrupt "Yan Yu".

She couldn't listen, even if she knew it wasn't from her own mouth, she definitely couldn't hear those words.

"She said I was clean, and she said she would never leave me." Yin Beiqing's voice gradually weakened, as if he was only talking to himself, shaking his head while talking, "She loves me, she loves me very much, She would gently call me Qinger while hugging me...you are not her...you are not..."

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People outside the arena didn't know what happened inside, and only those inside could see what was inside the boundary technique. From their point of view, Yin Beiqing disappeared after running into a dead end, except that the surrounding instruments detected an astonishingly high number of souls. The power fluctuates, and there is no sign of trouble that can prove the existence of Yin Beiqing.

Several judges communicated with each other in low voices, and finally raised a white card to indicate that Yin Beiqing's life was not in danger, and the competition continued.

Seeing this, Yan Yu couldn't sit still, and immediately stood up from his seat.

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