Chapter 63

Mu Chaoyan turned sideways, paused, and looked not far away.She quietly looked at a place two steps away, where a black shadow stood in the room.Those golden eyes shone brightly in the dark night.Mu Chaoyan wanted to ask him to leave, but she just opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

I had to close my eyes, don't think about it, don't look at it.

Day two.

Mu Chaoyan stood under the competition stage as usual, and almost all the people in the medical school came.Their expressions were full of joy, and they all looked at Mu Chaoyan with scrutiny and curiosity.

Similarly, the first is the technique competition.

The one who attracted the most attention was still Liu Fengran. Although he didn't beat anyone to death this time, he beat others to the point of lying in bed for several months.

Some people hate this approach, while others admire it, the strong is king.Although Liu Fengran's methods were cruel and ruthless, he was the winner after all, and naturally there were some people who admired him around him.

"Look, is the person next to Liu Fengran Shu Hongxian?"

"Why are the two of them together?"

"Who doesn't like strong people! Liu Fengran saw that Liangzi Sancai is the biggest winner this time, so Shu Hongxian should be close to him."

After several competitions, it was Mu Chaoyan and Yang Junruo's turn, and everyone was very interested in this competition.Therefore, they all surrounded the competition platform.Those who came a little later started to jump into the air, watching the competition.

Yang Junruo's expression is light and elegant, and his demeanor is very elegant.Not a trace of sharpness could be felt.She bent down to salute Mu Chaoyan.

Mu Chaoyan also saluted slightly.

After the two saluted, no one made a move first.Yang Junruo looked at Mu Chaoyan, and Mu Chaoyan also looked at her quietly.

After a long time, someone in the audience asked: "This...why don't they fight!"

Some knowledgeable people raised their eyebrows and said, "It's already happening."

"In the illusion created by Yang Junruo."

People with great spiritual power began to open their eyes, wanting to see clearly the scene in the illusion.

Mu Chaoyan quietly looked at the gradually changing scenes around her, and then looked at Yang Junruo, who was calm on the opposite side. This Yang Junruo should be more difficult to deal with than Shu Hongxian.

Yang Junruo looked at Mu Chaoyan, with a slender brush in his hand, "I don't want to hurt you."

"is it?"

"If you take the initiative to say that you admit defeat, I will send you out."

"Do you think I'll tell?"

Yang Junruo smiled, "No wonder they say you're funny, you're really funny." As she spoke, she flipped the pen tip in her hand, and Mu Chaoyan was immediately trapped in a prison, with all limbs bound by chains.

Mu Chaoyan glanced at her limbs, "Illusion, well done." It was very realistic, even the coldness of her iron chains seemed to be transmitted through her clothes.

"Illusion?" Yang Junruo smiled, and with a wave of the pen in his hand, the iron chain pulled Mu Chaoyan even harder. "This is not an illusion. If you die here, you will die for real." She looked at Mu Chaoyan with a smile, "Last time, at the Empress Dowager Ceremony, what did you draw?"

She only heard later that she could compete with her paintings, but she had never seen the painting by Mu Chaoyan.

Mu Chaoyan's limbs hurt from being pulled, her face turned pale, but her expression remained unchanged.The smile on the corner of his mouth was just right, "Similarly, if you die here, you are really dead."

"I created this world, you said I would die?" With a movement of her pen tip, countless flower petals floated down from the sky, accompanied by a delicate fragrance.The tip of the pen moved again, and the petals suddenly turned into large snowflakes, dyeing the world white in a short while.

"Then let's see if you will die." After Mu Chaoyan finished speaking, the iron chains that bound her limbs began to loosen little by little.

"What's going on here?" Yang Junruo looked at the gradually dissipating scenes around her, her illusion, her paintings...

"Hey, they seem to be awake."

Until the last touch of color dissipated, Yang Junruo's face changed, and he looked at Mu Chaoyan, "How did you do it?" Why, why did her illusion disappear.

"Are you sure you want me to speak out in public." Mu Chaoyan finished.

Yang Junruo's expression changed slightly, the flustered expression on his face disappeared, and his expression calmed down, "I think those who say you are trash are really trash." As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the writing brush in her hand and flicked it in the air. Little ink droplets turned into thousands of daggers and flew towards Mu Chaoyan, "But I don't like your arrogance even more."

The dagger approached with silver light and murderous aura, and the sound of piercing neighing resounded throughout the competition venue.

When the dagger was only one step away from Mu Chaoyan, Mu Chaoyan spilled a packet of powder, and the dagger that was stained with the powder turned into drops of ink and dripped on the ground.Thousands of daggers disappeared.

"Any more?"

Yang Junruo looked at Mu Chaoyan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "People who are too arrogant will be very conceited."

Mu Chaoyan frowned, and saw that the ink droplets that had just dropped on the ground converged into charms and climbed onto her body from the ground, making her hands and limbs unable to move.The scenery in front of her eyes gradually dimmed... She faintly heard Yang Junruo say: "If you don't admit defeat, I will let you stay in the world that scares you the most."

The world she fears the most?
Mu Chaoyan looked at the darkness around her. Is this the world she fears the most?

"Mom, save me, save me..." A voice came, and she slowly walked over. In the bright room, a little girl was lying on the operating table, and several people beside her were dissecting her. The biological parents... standing outside the glass window, watching all this with excitement on their faces...

The light on the operating table was too dazzling, her figure flashed, and she was actually lying on the operating table. The cold scalpel cut her skin, and she could even clearly feel the cold instrument inside her internal organs. Touched, she raised her eyes to look at the dazzling light on the operating table, human life!She sneered at the corner of her mouth, and waved away the scene in front of her with one hand. Human life is nothing but a dirty product.

Her parents gave birth to her not because of the so-called feelings, not even the so-called perfunctory. They gave birth to her just for her life, to get immortality.

The scene changed abruptly again.

A man covered in blood rushed to a little girl, opened his mouth and bit her arm, regardless of whether she was screaming in pain or not.He gurgled and drank her blood, then touched the wound on his body, and looked at her in shock, "Why didn't you save me, why didn't you save me." The man touched his wound in panic, the blood was still on it Flowing, "Help me! Save me!" He shook her vigorously, and then his expression became ferocious, "Eat you...Eat you, I won't die, I won't die. After finishing speaking, he grabbed the knife at the side and stabbed the girl in front of him fiercely, but at the same time that the sharp knife pierced the little girl's heart, with the sound of the gunshot, a bloody hole appeared on his head.

(End of this chapter)

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