This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu was taken aback, "Stop joking."

"I'm not kidding, I really want you." Vivienne rested her index finger on her chin, tilted her head slightly, and thought for a while, "How should I say it so you can understand?"

"We've never met before." An Zhiyu stared at the invisible woman vigilantly, "It's impossible to think I'm handsome, right?"

"Pfft!" Vivian couldn't help laughing, "If you're handsome, isn't Lancelot handsome enough? Besides, how old are you?"

She then shook her head, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in human beings, and neither are you. Don't be too self-righteous."

"To be precise, I don't like you." The black mist on her face was quietly fading away. Although she was covered by the black mist, she was full of eerie feeling, but when the black mist faded away, what was revealed was a perfect, unhealthy white face. face.

Vivian stared at An Zhiyu, her slender hands stroked his face, "But I like what Morgan likes."

Her slightly pale lips parted slightly, and she gently exhaled a breath of fragrance on An Zhiyu's face, "Choose, hand Guinevere to me, or announce to others that they will marry me."

"Actually, it's not a loss, right? A beautiful woman like me is no worse than Guinevere or others, and she also comes with the sword of vowed victory. It's a sure-fire deal no matter what."

An Zhiyu had to admit that what Vivian said was completely correct, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Sure enough, he is very smart. He really deserves to be King Arthur." Vivienne laughed.

"I reject."

Vivian's smile froze on her face, "What did you say?"

An Zhiyu sighed, "It's a pity, but I can't agree to your terms."

"The Sword in the Lake...I don't want it anymore."

"Why?" Vivienne said incredulously, "Isn't such a condition enough to tempt you? If it's because what I just said made you feel uncomfortable, I can apologize to you."

"You're beautiful, and I'm also very excited." An Zhiyu said frankly.

Vivienne is really a very beautiful beauty. She has a kind of sickly beauty, and her slightly unhealthy white complexion has become her charm.This is the first time that An Zhiyu has seen such a woman, not to mention the sword of vowed victory, which is a sure-fire deal.

"Then why—" Vivian was interrupted by An Zhiyu before she finished speaking.

He looked at Vivian with deep eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

"Is there something unspeakable?" Vivienne asked.

An Zhiyu sighed sincerely: "I'm afraid of death."

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It’s really not easy, it’s actually the third shift, but I guess few people guessed the third shift today hhhh

Chapter 195 The winner marries Xiaoyu, the loser becomes a mistress!

"So that's it,"

An Zhiyu sighed, "I can't agree to your conditions."

When Vivienne's smile gradually froze on her face, An Zhiyu continued: "Besides, I'm not a tool person. If you have any grievances with Sister Morgan, you should go to her. If you want to get something she likes , then why don't you go to Lily?"

It took a while for Vivienne to regain her usual smile, "You mean the body of the red dragon, the girl who was bred by the liar and King Uther?"

An Zhiyu nodded, and said to himself, why does it sound a bit wrong?A girl bred by Merlin and King Uther together?

Cultivate together sounds and feels a bit like a verb.

"Actually, I planned to find her," Vivienne sighed, "but I think you are more suitable."

"Why...?" An Zhiyu asked.

If I had to say, both he and Lily were Morgan's wings, why did it have to be him?

"Can Lily let me have a baby?" Vivienne asked.

An Zhiyu: "..."

She obviously looks like the kind of girl who lives reclusively, and she looks very gentle and cute, but her words are quite shocking.

Are these women who have lived longer speak so directly and unrestrainedly?Even Lily was affected at first.

Vivian was startled suddenly, and looked at An Zhiyu with a half-smile.

For some reason, An Zhiyu always has the feeling that the thoughts in his heart just now have been seen through.

"So, you don't want that sword anymore?" Vivian asked again, "I can only give you one last chance, are you sure?"

"Although the sword in the stone was broken because of me, it wouldn't have become like this if you hadn't thrown the sword out. After all, it was your fault for attacking me first," Vivian walked to the blue throne behind , leaned back and sat down.

She rested one elbow on the armrest, raised her leg, and looked down at the young man in front of her, "King Arthur, this is your last chance. Do you really want to swear the sword of victory?"

Obviously she looks like a weak and weak girl, but the aura emanating from Vivienne's body at this moment is quite astonishing. The oppressive aura brought by those eyes and suddenly serious tone rushed towards An Zhiyu.

"Obviously there is no loss for you, why did you reject me?"

"Because you're afraid of other women? If that's the case, you don't need to declare to the outside world that you're going to marry me, just give me a promise. Even so, you won't agree?"

An Zhiyu shook his head again.

This is like one day when you are walking on the street, a strange girl suddenly asks you to marry her. After you marry her, all her things will be yours. Will you agree at this time?

No matter how you think about it, you will feel that there is a ghost, right?

Vivienne narrowed her eyes, opened her lips slightly, surrounded by the overwhelming lake water, forming a series of sharp needles hanging in the air, and countless fish swimming around in the lake surface, looking panic-stricken look.