Every world I die young

Yu Zhuochen paused, and his tone was strangely gentle, "Ah, thank you Master for your concern... The apprentice is indeed not dead, and there are other adventures."

He raised his head for the first time, with pale cheeks, blood-colored eyes, and a strand of pure white long hair hanging down his chest, his whole body gave Mo Yinglan a strange feeling.

He tilted his head, and asked naively and suspiciously: "Master, do you hate me very much, why I haven't died yet, and still linger on in this world?"

Mo Yinglan's eyes froze, and he felt that his heart was suddenly grabbed by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't help but breathe heavily.

This, is he really the hero?Even the super villains aren't that scary, are they?

The system is very sure [that is, even if the luck value of the villain is against the sky, it will not exceed that of the protagonist. 】

[But fate is not always in the hands of simple luck. 】

When the system suddenly said this nonsensical sentence, Mo Yinglan's eyes trembled, and she understood.

He pursed his lips, his eyes fell on Yu Zhuochen, his hand holding the sword tightened and loosened, and the round and natural breath all over his body became a little unstable.

Liu Shi'an's eyes lit up, and he sneaked around to Mo Yinglan's side, intending to sneak attack him.

Yu Zhuochen's gaze was cold, and he looked at Liu Shi'an as if looking at a dead object. Liu Shi'an immediately shuddered, Yu Zhuochen withdrew his gaze indifferently, and Liu Shi'an gasped heavily, his eyes full of horror and fear.

After warning Liu Shi'an, Yu Zhuochen stared at Mo Yinglan again with his cold eyes, and he suddenly said: "Master, what are you doing?"

Mo Yinglan stared at him silently, Yu Zhuochen chuckled lightly: "Master..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yinglan's wrist slammed hard, and the fierce sword wind immediately swept towards the unarmed Yu Zhuochen.

"The villain will die!"

He shouted loudly, his eyes became cold and unfeeling.

Yu Zhuochen still stood there indifferently, muttering to himself: "Evil?"

His eyes dimmed, and his tone was very light, as if it was in vain at the end, "In your heart, I'm the evil disciple who bullied the master and destroyed the ancestors, right?"

Mo Yinglan's eyes were full of doubts, but he still replied coldly, "So what?"

"Hehe, so what...so what, I should have understood, I should have given up..."

Mo Yinglan watched him churn with devilish energy, and he suddenly calmed down. He asked, "You are now... the devil?"

Yu Zhuochen was almost covered in the bottomless black devilish energy, "Yes, Master, do you like it?" His lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was full of smiles.

"Master doesn't like this identity? Then if you change your identity, maybe Master will 'like' the disciple."

Mo Yinglan's face suddenly became a little sad, "Yu Zhuochen, you are too obsessed, and you can't turn back."

Yu Zhuochen's gaze became infatuated and cold, "So what? Master, I will eventually convince you."

"I saw you in a hurry today, and I really feel ashamed that I didn't have time to prepare a generous gift for the master."

"Master, next time, see you at Sword Extreme School."

Mo Yinglan was probably shocked by the news that he was still alive. Only now did he calm down, and he was no longer as dazed as before.

"stop!"

Yu Zhuochen suddenly stretched out his left hand, Mo Yinglan saw that his pale knuckles were slender and powerful, but the knuckles of his index finger were covered with mysterious and strange black and red patterns, Yu Zhuochen narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly lowered his fingers Press it, and the dark magic energy is poured into it.

Mo Yinglan only felt the pain from the wound on her left forearm again. This time, the area of ​​pain was no longer limited to her left forearm, but almost covered the left half of her body.

Good guy, it can still be controlled remotely.