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

The priest flipped through the scripture in his hand again.

Mu En's breathing was stagnant.

But this is not because of being frightened, or because something incomprehensible happened again before my eyes.

It's because...he really can't breathe.

The air moves.

Turned into the wind, rolled up the falling leaves.

But the leaves were instantly torn apart by the suddenly accelerated wind, and the messy air flow seemed to be stirred by an invisible big hand, and it began to spin at a terrifying speed.

Dust, branches and gravel were thrown up frantically.

The storm has really come.

But it was not the priest, but Mu En who became the little tree that could be broken at any time in the storm.

The raging wind cut his skin like a knife. Under the strong wind pressure, his speed was useless, but he was constantly oppressed and ravaged.

This is a new divine favor!

At the same time, the huge branches turned into a cage and spread again.

"Moon."

Liya propped up the sacred shield to block the strong wind, and her expression was a little anxious.

"fine."

Mu En took a deep breath and let go of Liya's hand:

"It's just that you have to rely on yourself next time, I can't make a move."

"I-I can do it."

"Very well, then run and do as we said before!"

"Ok!"

Liya swept forward, and under the blessing of the holy light, her body became extremely light.

And during this period of time, she seemed to have mastered the knack of moving forward in this terrain, and for a while, her speed was not much slower than Mu En pulling her.

"Innocent."

In the gust of wind, there was a sneer from the priest.

The wind pressure suddenly increased, causing Liya's face to turn pale, and countless vines enveloped her again, covering the sky and covering the earth, with nowhere to escape!

"Keep running, don't stop!"

Mu En's voice came from her ear, Liya gritted her teeth and ran towards the dead end in front of her.

Zheng——

The sword light suddenly fell!

Mu En crossed her hands, held Elizabeth tightly, and swung her down suddenly!

thunder.

Ten stacks!

Under the blessing of the holy light, the lingering sword glow cut through the violent wind.

But it's just cutting through the wind.

The moats and cages intertwined with giant trees and vines still exist.

That being the case...

Then work harder!

A stern look flashed across Mu En's face, and a scorching burning sensation came from behind, and the alchemy core was once again pushed to its current limit by him.

Time delay, sixty times!

In sight, everything becomes extremely slow.

including yourself.

But in this sluggish world, Mu En forced herself, regardless of the shackles of her body, to swing one knife after another at a speed far exceeding her surroundings.

Then these accumulated sword lights bloomed at the same time in an instant!

Twenty stacks!

cut!

The dazzling light of the knife, with the mighty force that seemed to separate the world, made Liya's eyes suddenly bright.

The storm was cut open, vines and giant trees were crushed.

Nothing stands in the way.

Liya took a step forward, feeling the breath of freedom and vitality coming from the pavement, and her face showed joy.

"Success...success!"

Father Xion is just an ordinary person, which means that his mobility is definitely not as good as those of them who have practiced.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have used the forest god's gift to block the road in the first place.

In other words, as long as you escape from the scope of his divine grace...

"Moon, it worked!"

"We made it!"

"I……"

Liya turned her head excitedly, wanting to share the joy with that person at the first moment of escape.

but……

The words stopped abruptly.

Liya's face was stiff.

"Moon?"

At this moment, that person is not behind her, not in a place where she can touch it with her hand and feel the warmth.

He was still shrouded in the storm, still in the giant wooden vines that were about to be rewoven into a cage.

"Eh?"

It is not us who are successful.

But... me?

"Walk."

Mu En said in a deep voice:

"As I said before, let's go!"

"But... but we agreed before, didn't the two break out together? Why..."

"The plan has changed, you go first, and I will arrive later."

Mu En smiled.

He was in between the strong wind and the twisted vines, but that smile was still so dazzling, as bright as the morning sun.

"Trust me like I trust you, okay?"

"Can……"

Liya still hesitated, she looked behind her.

At this moment, the originally radiant escape route has become so dark, so wet and cold, so... daunting.

Compared with that, she wanted to stay with that person more.

but.

"go!"

Mu En's stern voice rang in her ears.

She had never heard him so serious to herself.

The storm is expanding, the vines are spreading, and the crisis is gradually approaching in this fleeting time.

At the same time, another voice sounded in her heart.

"Let's go..."

"Lea, let's go..."

"Stay here, you can't do anything..."

"..."

"..."

It was her own voice.

"escape."

[WEB] 97. The thoughts of the saint

"Finally gone?"

Seeing Liya's disappearing back, Mu En let out a long sigh of relief, "You are more stubborn than I thought."

He looked down at his hands.

The skin was cracked, blood flowed horizontally, and hung down feebly.

This is the aftereffect of his forcibly using twenty stacks of thunder.

But...the injury was still much lighter than he imagined.

At least, you can still hold the blade tightly.

"Holy light... is really a convenient power."

If it weren't for the blessing of Liya's holy light, I'm afraid that his two hands would have been destroyed just now.

After all, it is directly doubling the strength, no matter how many cheats it looks like, but in the end, what you can rely on is your own physical fitness.

"Really, how... touching."

The priest stopped attacking, and just looked at Mu En calmly, as if he was teasing his prey who was cornered:

"Trying your best, but sacrificing yourself and leaving the chance of escape to that lady from the church. Is this the cultivation of a duke's son?"

"Heh, this is the first time I've heard someone say that I'm educated."

Mu En moved her arms and her expression was normal, as if she was completely unaware of the impending doom.

"But I've never said anything like sacrificing myself."

"Do you think you still have a way out?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Yes, it makes sense."

The priest nodded:

"But I'm not the only one who doesn't think so."

There was a sharp sound, like steel cutting rock.

Mu En glanced back from the corner of her eye, and saw the hyena, which had completely turned into a monster, dragging its sharp claws at least one foot long, bared its teeth, and had blood in its eyes, blocking its way of retreat.

The injuries on his body have fully recovered, covered in scales, with sharp bone spurs, making him even more ferocious.

On the other side, the green aura full of life was flickering. Fulaer was healing his wounds while casting a vicious gaze on this side. It was only a matter of time before he recovered his combat power.