Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Youyou, leading a group of Qin family members, chased after Gou Ziqiang, shouting, "Wanted criminal, you dare to scheme against this divine envoy! This divine envoy will kill you!"

Gou Ziqiang gritted his teeth and vowed to eliminate that great demon today, and then, through his outstanding performance, become the trusted confidant of the respected Vadashi God.

His acting was phenomenal, as if he were a movie star, running and stumbling as if he had been seriously injured.

"I mean what I say, I'll take you to see that divine hunter! Once you catch him, you can't kill me anymore!"

Qin Youyou sneered: "Sweet talk, who would believe that?"

She had already crushed Old Yin's talisman and swallowed the flight pill. With the help of the disguise function of the Formless Ring, her aura rose higher and higher.

"Wanted criminal, die!" She flew through the air and struck Gou Ziqiang with a palm strike!

With a "pfft," Gou Ziqiang was half-dead from the blow and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Turning around in disbelief, Vadashi, you really went all out with your act!

He wasn't going to be outdone; it's just a matter of acting skills, isn't that something everyone does?

He looked like he had nowhere to turn, staggered a couple of steps, and gritted his teeth: "Fine, fine, you have a path to heaven but you won't take it, you have no way to hell but you insist on barging in!"

He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted to those around him, "Brother, come save me, brother!"

Although Gou Ziqiang was slapped, he felt even more smug.

What is the essence of deception?

That is naturally a mixture of truth and falsehood, reality and illusion. When you present enough information, the person being deceived will easily have their attention diverted.

The great demon knew he had long harbored rebellious intentions, so he couldn't appear too loyal, but because he had been mentally intimidated, he also couldn't appear too disloyal.

Everything boils down to a balance of interests.

Everything is about survival.

Sure enough, after he shouted that, at the end of the road, under the bright moonlight, the figure of a person wearing a straw hat appeared.

He kept his head down, his entire being exuding an aura of oppression, like a knife hidden in its sheath. Though he didn't reveal a single blade, just standing there gave people a sense of impending death.

Gou Ziqiang's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, this great demon was lured out!

As long as he dies, Gou Ziqiang will be free.

With the help of the Vadahi God Messenger, a meteoric rise to power is within reach!

Gou Ziqiang felt incredibly happy, as if he could already see a bright future.

His face lit up with excitement as he ran toward Qin Lie, crying, "Brother, save me! Brother! I've lured that high-ranking divine envoy out!"

In fact, the hand hidden in the sleeve was already secretly gathering strength.

Wait until we get close to this devil, then give him a good beating!

The Vadasi messenger also promised that he would follow closely and gang up on this great demon!

Closer, closer...

Gou Ziqiang was extremely agitated and suddenly raised his hand: "Go to hell!"

The next moment, he felt a chill on his chest and back.

His whole body froze on the spot.

Blood dripped down, warm and steady.

Gou Ziqiang opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his head in disbelief.

A hand passed from his chest through his back.

The other hand reached across his chest from behind his back.

He slowly raised his head, and under the straw hat, the man remained as indifferent as ever.

His calm, unwavering eyes clearly saw through all his schemes.

With great effort, the young man with the rooster-like haircut abruptly pulled his hand back, disgustedly flicking the dripping blood onto the ground.

"God...messenger..."

What happened to the plan of luring the snake out of its hole and then striking it dead?

Why was it him who was killed?

This was the first time Qin Youyou had been so close to her father.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, her breathing was rapid, and her whole body felt stiff.

When Gou Ziqiang attacked her father, she was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing. Although she knew she could stop him, she couldn't help feeling nervous.

Fortunately, her father, like her, had long seen through Gou Ziqiang's plan and did the same thing as her.

"They really are father and daughter; they have such great chemistry," Qin Youyou thought happily.

After tossing the inconvenient Gou Ziqiang aside, Qin Youyou looked up at the man wearing a bamboo hat in front of her.

With sparkling eyes: "Got you."

The young man's eyes were so bright, reflecting the moonlight, reflecting his eyes.

A familiar feeling welled up inside me.

A strange feeling flashed through Qin Lie's mind, but he quickly ignored it and coldly curled the corner of his mouth.

"Who's arresting whom?"

All the lackeys of the Temple of Holy Light deserve to die!

He raised his hand, explosive energy brewing in his palm, ready to strike down on the rooster's comb!

The young man showed no sign of wariness, and his strikingly bright eyes slowly welled up with tears.

Qin Lie was stunned. Although he didn't have a heart, he inexplicably experienced for the first time what it meant to feel heartache.

He stood there, stunned, his hand frozen in mid-air, unable to bring himself to clap it down.

Suddenly, the young man with the rooster-like haircut moved, and Qin Lie's expression changed, his thoughts snapping back to reality!

A sneak attack? It really was the sorcery of the Temple of Holy Light; it almost bewitched him!

He retaliated immediately!

In a flash, Qin Youyou opened her arms, bringing with her the evening breeze of late spring, and threw herself into Qin Lie's arms.

"Daddy!"

The word "father" struck Qin Lie like a thunderbolt, instantly freezing him into a stone statue.

The violent energy in his hands vanished like lightning in a storm, instantly disappearing without a sound.

In his mind, only the word "Father" echoed over and over again.

The cold, terracotta figurine's body was filled with warmth in its embrace.

The protruding rooster-like head rubbed against his chin, tickling and annoying him. He wanted to pull the young man away, but his body screamed that he craved the feeling.

I want this hug to last a little longer.

"What...did you say?" Qin Lie asked in a hoarse voice.

The young man's sobbing, yet clear voice rang out: "Father!"

Without hesitation, without any hesitation.

"Daddy!"

"father!"

"Father!"

Fearing he wouldn't understand, Qin Youyou changed her way of addressing him to two different names.

Qin Lie's limbs stiffened, and the next moment, a surge of heat rushed through him. He felt something pounding violently in his empty chest.

Boom, boom, boom!

He couldn't tell whether it was a hallucination he was having or a resonance from his body.

He felt that he must have lost his mind, being called "father" by a lackey of the Temple of Holy Light, and he was actually enjoying it and deeply trapped in it...

What father?

It's a lie! It must be a lie!

It was a sorcery of the Temple of Holy Light, intended to trap him in a beautiful illusion before his death.

Damn it, he didn't want to leave this illusion. The young man's appearance and voice were nothing he liked, but for some reason, he just couldn't push him away.

Ah, what wicked sorcery!

He took a deep breath, cleared his mind of all distractions, and shoved Qin Youyou hard.

Seeing the young man's bewildered and hurt expression, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't dare to look at the young man again and turned to run away.

Like being chased by a dog, his figure disappeared from sight in an instant.

Qin Youyou stood there, stunned.

Sure enough... Xuanming was right, Father is as slippery as a fish.

But it doesn't matter, even if she, as the daughter, is incapable, she still has her mother, Wei Jin.

Father may escape the first day of the month, but he can't escape the fifteenth!

Qin Youyou turned around with her hands behind her back, full of confidence.

He paused again and saw Gou Ziqiang lying on the ground, not yet completely dead.

"Oh, I almost forgot you're still alive."

Gou Ziqiang stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

Vadashi, how come... you call that great demon lord "father"?

But he will never get the answer to this question.

Qin Youyou raised her hand, and the Netherworld Star Flame erupted, instantly burning Gou Ziqiang, along with his soul, to ashes.

It's as if he never existed in this world.