The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

"...What's the matter with this fucking name that sounds very ominous at first glance?"

"The name of the forest comes from a certain existence." Liya explained. "A terrible existence."

"Someone exists?"

"Yes."

Liya stared at the strange forest, and her small face was rarely serious: "One of the rumored 'sources of destruction', a natural disaster-level monster-the dragon of death, Hamlein, is said to be entrenched in the In this forest, this forest is also one of the few restricted areas of the empire, even the crown-wearing ones dare not enter casually."

"Fuck."

Mu En was startled: "Then isn't it bad that we are so close? That bastard Pink Bear, what did you say don't worry, isn't this making us dance wildly on the verge of death?"

"No, I think that Uncle Pink Bear probably did this on purpose."

Liya shook her head: "Although the dragon of death is famous, according to the records of the empire, it only destroyed a city 200 years ago. After that, no one has observed it leaving this city. forest.

And because of its existence, the more powerful the monsters in this forest and its vicinity, the more they dare not approach. "

"I see."

Mu En breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked along the clear dividing line again.

"So, walking along the edge of this forest, you will soon reach the border of the empire."

"Well, it should be."

"Is that so..."

Mu En smiled and praised:

"As expected of classmate Liya, she knows a lot."

"nothing……"

Liya's cheeks were slightly red, and she turned her head away: "These are just common sense in the book."

"Really? But I think it's very powerful."

"..." Liya didn't speak.

Mu En turned her head and continued to look at the forest, sighing in her heart: "It's so beautiful."

The towering giant trees stand majestically, forming a huge and dark wall, and the clouds floating in the sky are so low that they cannot pass through the wall. The neat sea of ​​clouds crashes into the dense tree crown, and is divided into countless scattered cloud clusters , like a flower, and like an upside-down waterfall.

This is more charming than last night's starlight, and it makes Mu En feel the mystery of this fantasy world. Looking at the sea of ​​clouds dotted with the forest, Mu En's heart finally relaxes bit by bit.

Everything expected, did not happen.

Pink Bear is more reliable than he imagined, and he is extraordinarily thoughtful in all aspects.

And those people were not as bold as I imagined.

And now it only takes two hours away to leave the empire smoothly.

Even if those guys are willing to work hard in the future, it is impossible for those guys to extend their hands beyond the border.

"Is the feeling of being spied on at that time just an illusion?"

"I really think too much."

Mu En let out a long breath, and then smiled, completely dispelling those deep-seated anxiety.

"What's wrong?" Liya asked suddenly, tilting her head.

"No, I just feel that the scenery is more beautiful than last night, and I sigh that I should go out for a walk more." Mu En said with a smile.

"Berrand can't see such a beautiful scenery."

"Really... I also think it looks good, those clouds are like octopuses."

"octopus?"

Mu En looked up at the strangely shaped cloud on Liya's little finger, and said with a strange expression:

"Does Liya like octopuses?"

"Ah."

Liya nodded slightly, and scratched with five fingers in vain, showing a touch of intoxication on her cute face, and said: "The octopus is soft, silly, and has long tentacles, which feels very cute."

...I always feel that this girl's preferences are a bit unusual.

Mu En complained silently in her heart, but said as usual with her face:

"But I don't think it looks like an octopus?"

"Eh, why?"

"Because the octopus has eight tentacles? But this cloud is shaped like tentacles, and only five."

"right."

"and……"

Mu En frowned inexplicably, "The protruding shape of this cloud...I think it's more like a...hand?"

"When you say that, I suddenly feel the same."

"..."

"Student Mu En."

"Ok?"

"Did you feel... this cloud has grown bigger?"

"..."

"..."

With the breeze blowing, a deadly atmosphere descended, and the two could only hear each other's more rapid breathing.

That cloud was reflected in Mu En's shrunken pupils.

Clouds like hands.

wrong.

wrong.

Very wrong.

This level can no longer be said to be similar.

Because in the outline of the clouds that suddenly began to surge wildly, Mu En actually saw gradually clear... palm prints!

It's like a real big hand descending from the sky, piercing through the clouds, and suddenly enveloping it!

In an instant, the death warning suddenly buzzed!

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The buzzing death warning frantically tore at the nerves.

In the trembling field of vision, a huge palm covered the sky and covered the sun, pressing down horizontally, the feeling of coercion as if the whole world was falling, made Mu En almost have a cardiac arrest.

And with the clouds and mist gradually flowing from the fingers, Mu En clearly saw the ravine-like fingerprints on the palm, as well as countless criss-cross scars as if sharpened by a mountain of knives.

It's really a hand.

Looks like a very ordinary hand.

But at this moment, it was like a mountain falling from the sky.

Mu En's eyes were about to burst, and she no longer cared about what would arouse the girl's resentment, so she wrapped her arms around the waist of Liya, who was also pretty and pale beside her.

moment.

The alchemy core starts.

then.

Sixty times the time delay!

Regardless of the severe burning on his back and the stinging pain of his body cracking, Mu En crazily poured magic power into the alchemy core, directly pulling the time delay to the current limit.

The bones creaked, and the blood was squeezed out from the body that almost exceeded the limit, making Mu En turn into a blood man in an instant, but his face was ferocious, and his movements did not relax at all. Only by delaying the limit of time can he create a blood man. In the short gap, Li Ya retreated at full speed with his arms around her.

At the same time, the roar that was almost squeezed out from the lungs shook the sky.

"Pink Bear—"

boom!

The mountains and forests are stirring.

Under Mu En's feet, the dense trees were separated like a huge wave almost instantly. The pink bear-shaped puppet jumped up, holding a huge mace that he had never taken out before, and slammed it on the huge mace. on the palm of your hand.

"Damn it—get out of labor!"

Crashing, as if countless blood was surging under the puppet's leather case, the pink bear roared angrily, and a dazzling blood burst from the mace.

With a creak, another clear scar appeared on the palm.

"Tsk."

At this time, there was an indifferent click of the tongue, and the giant hand retreated slowly, sinking into the sea of ​​clouds.

But Pink Bear didn't let up in the slightest, instead he was facing a formidable enemy.

When Mu En landed, he breathed a long sigh of relief, but he still couldn't help the surge of Qi and blood, and coughed up blood.

"You, you are bleeding!"

Liya, who was still a little confused, came over in a panic, brewing holy light in her hand, "I'll treat you!"

"Thank you."

Feeling the warmth brought by the holy light, Mu En let out a long breath, and his eyes also passed through the aftermath of the moment just now, the mountains and forests that were almost razed to the ground, fixedly staring at the edge of the forest of death, the calm sea of ​​clouds.

In the pure white sea of ​​clouds, a figure suddenly appeared.

It was a man, an old man.

He looked like a haggard tree with sunken eyes, like a walking mummy, only a piece of tattered cloth wrapped his body, reminding Mu En of the cassocks worn by those monks in previous lives.

However, the man's eyes were full of formidable brilliance, and his skin was also bronze-like in color. On the clasped hands, Mu En could vaguely see a new wound on the edge of his fingers.

On his palm, which was already full of wounds, it was so... inconspicuous.

"Hey, you kid..."

In front of him, the pink bear was holding the mace tightly, looked at the man, and suddenly said:

"Could it really be some illegitimate child of that little bastard Aldridge?"

"Huh? Do you think I look like that?"

"Then why are you telling labor and management why the one who came to kill you... would be a genuine crown wearer!"

Pink Bear turned his head and roared excitedly, "That old bastard Pu Lang never said such a thing! No, you have to pay more, otherwise labor and management won't do it!"

"..."

"Long time no see, O'Lanille."

Not far away, the old man looked at the pink bear, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, and he took the initiative to say:

"I didn't expect that you are still alive, but this picture curled up in the leather case is really ugly."

"It's surprising that an old thing like you, which has been rumored to be dead for ten years, is still alive."

The raging pink mouth curled into a dry arc, with a sad expression as if someone had torn up his little yellow book in front of him, pulled his shoulders together and said:

"I don't want to fight such an old and cheap bastard like you, the ascetic in the desert of utter desolation—King Indra Nanurika."

"Hand over the duke's son behind you, we naturally don't have to fight."

King Inda smiled and said, "Since we are old friends, how about some convenience? I will give you one-third of the credit, and the remuneration is negotiable."

"Tsk, I really want to give you this heartless brat, but I can't help it. My arrogant grandniece has a bad temper. I threw her fiance away, and she turned around to trouble me. I can't help it. Can't take it."

Pink Bear narrowed his eyes and said, "And that kid's father is not an ordinary person, are you sure you want to make a move?"