The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Faced with the approach of the two familiar grandfathers, Jiang Liujing took a step back and adopted a defensive and vigilant posture.

After making this move, he paused, realizing that the illusion's influence on him was deepening.

He knew clearly that all this was fake, but all the lights and smells in the illusion were mixing with his original memories, making his real memories gradually become blurred.

——For a moment, he actually worried that Xing Yue and Sang Mo would be sad because of his vigilance.

After realizing this, anger suddenly surged in Jiang Liujing's dark eyes. The illusion not only stole his memories of home, but also stole his feelings for his family.

Unforgivable!

That is the emotion he gives to his real family, which cannot be touched by these false illusions!

A long spear formed by the confluence of water suddenly appeared in front of him. As he stretched out his hand to grasp the handle of the spear, the spear froze inch by inch from the tail end forward until it was retracted to the narrowest and sharpest point at the tip.

Jiang Liujing flicked his wrist, and the wind brought by the ice spear blew the loose hair on his forehead. His pale face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold.

Sang Mo seemed oblivious to his movements, still smiling. Her voice was gentle and strange, as if carrying a bewitching power: "Miao Miao, why aren't you talking? Aren't you happy to see us?"

Jiang Liujing said coldly: "You are not them."

He was just a thief who stole the appearance of his family.

He raised his gun, and in the next second he was a streaking blue flash. Fury drove him to unleash his full strength, his mind focused on a single thought: to kill these two illusions, to rip off their disguise.

The ice spear was like a meteor piercing the moon, instantly piercing through the chest of the green-haired young man.

An illusion is just an illusion after all, and it cannot simulate Sang Mo's true strength. When his heart was suddenly shattered, he only asked "why" in confusion, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Liujing pulled the gun out of his body, and the bright red blood splattered all over his head and face.

How amazing! It was clearly an illusion, but the blood was still warm.

He was too lazy to wipe it off, so he turned around with blood all over his body and looked at "Xing Yue" beside him, with an indifferent attitude like a god of death returning from hell.

"It's your turn," he said.

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Ten minutes ago.

In the field, after successfully ambushing Jiang Liujing, the three recommended students from Guangyuan confronted the others from Shuiyuan.

Xavier originally wanted to control Jiang Liujing and send him off immediately, but the students from the Water Academy rushed up too quickly, and they protected him in three circles inside and three circles outside to prevent them from getting close.

I clearly don't have much magic power left, so do I have to use my body to resist the damage?

Xavier couldn't understand why they would go to such lengths for a representative they had only known for a week.

Through the gaps in the crowd, he could vaguely see the figure of a black-haired child among them.

The illusion varies depending on the individual. Although he is the caster, Xavier himself does not know what will trap Jiang Liujing and how long he will be trapped.

The only certainty is that time flows differently inside and outside the illusion: the longer one is trapped, the later one will be when they emerge. For someone like Wen Xun, who was only trapped for a short time, it would appear as if the illusion had been broken free in an instant.

We can't delay any longer. If we can't deal with Jiang Liujing, we'll just have to beat up the other guys who are in the way first.

He winked at the two people behind him, signaling them to follow him. But before he could move, his body suddenly shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Teacher?" The faint voice of doubt was extinguished as soon as it was uttered.

The blond boy closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gray pupils were stained with a thin layer of light gold.

His aura quietly changed as he opened his eyes. All the youthful arrogance disappeared, replaced by a heavy pressure.

The two masked students following behind him bowed their heads respectfully.

The audience was far away and could not notice the changes in Xavier. Only the people in the Water Academy who were close by could feel that the situation on the other side seemed different from before, but they thought it was a sign that the other party was going to take serious action and became nervous.

However, Xavier seemed to have suddenly changed his temperament. He walked towards the crowd without saying a word and without even looking at anyone else.

Can this be tolerated?

The students immediately attacked him. Even a swarm of ants could kill an elephant, right? However, the figure, seemingly moving slowly, was only an illusion.

All his attacks missed. He floated across the crowd like an omnipresent light, passed through the tiny gap, and finally stopped in front of Jiang Liujing.

He lowered his head, and his pale golden pupils seemed to be filled with all kinds of emotions: pain, nostalgia, attachment, hatred... all of which turned into a calmness as still as stagnant water.

He suddenly smiled.

Finally, we see each other again.

It's not too late.

He opened his mouth and whispered to the child who was still unconscious: "I have been waiting for you."

The voice was as ethereal as a sudden gust of wind, so faint that no one could hear it, and it strangely overlapped with the words of the two grandfathers in the illusion.

"Stay away from him!" The students from the Water Academy nearly suffered a cardiac arrest when they saw him break through the encirclement and rush to Jiang Liujing's front. They had no idea how this representative from the Light Academy could suddenly become so strong. Fortunately, the other party only said a word and didn't have time to attack, so they rushed forward.

Xavier's eyes grew slightly cold when he saw them rushing towards him, but he was too disdainful to fight with such a group of young kids. With a wave of his hand, two masked students immediately moved over to block him. They didn't attack, but concentrated on defense, and didn't retreat even if they were injured.

Xavier turned his head and this time stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Jiang Liujing's face.

The delicate black-haired child had dull eyes and looked more like a beautiful doll standing there.

He was so defenseless now, without even a trace of aggressive edge, leaving only a fragile and beautiful skin open to the prying eyes of the outside world.

Xavier's heart beat faster and faster, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Although he was the taller one, the look he gave Jiang Liujing was filled with reverence.

The palm he extended trembled more and more, as if he was hesitating about his disrespectful behavior, but he finally made up his mind and reached forward firmly.

however.

"Pfft."

The fingertips stopped just a fraction of a second away.

Feeling a terrible pain from below, Xavier slowly lowered his head and saw that an ice spear had appeared in his chest, avoiding his heart and piercing his side at a very close distance.

The tip of the gun protruded from behind, and bright red blood flowed down the gun, staining the platform under his feet red.

Xavier opened his mouth, blood flowing from his throat. He stared at Jiang Liujing, whose dark eyes had regained their spirit at some point, but his expression did not show anger at being attacked. Instead, it seemed more like relief and understanding, and his outstretched fingertips wanted to continue to touch the child's face.

Jiang Liujing took a step to the side and avoided his hand.

He frowned with disgust: "Don't touch me."

"You..." Xavier struggled to say something, but only a hoarse sound came out of his throat. This body had reached its limit.

He looked at Jiang Liujing one last time with some regret, closed his eyes and fell straight back.

thump.

Jiang Liujing didn't even glance at the fallen Xavier. His cold gaze shifted to the other two masked students: "Do you still want to fight?"

He held the gun handle threateningly and made a motion to pull it out. Everyone knew that if he pulled it out, Xavier would immediately lose a lot of blood, and now he was still on the field and could not take first aid medicine.

Thinking of Xavier's identity, the two of them became anxious instantly, but they were afraid of angering Jiang Liujing, so they suppressed their impatience.

After exchanging a glance, one of them uttered a rather hoarse voice, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time: "We give up."