Villain: There are too many children of luck, I am so bad at it

Bai Feng was suspicious. It was like a mother who had always called you by your nickname, and suddenly called you by your full name one day, and her tone was a bit polite. This made people suspicious.

Is someone joking with him? Who is so brave?

Senior Sister Yuyao? She has the courage, but the conditions do not allow it.

Su Lanqian... When she was next to him, she couldn't even say a complete sentence.

People from other sects?

Let's not talk about how many people dare to pretend to be Bai Yumo. Even if someone really pretended to be Bai Yumo, why would they take such a big risk to get close to him?

Well...

Think about it carefully, there are many reasons.

Could it be that the people of Fengling Sect were unwilling to fail, so they planned to find another way to capture him?

Do they have the ability to do this?

Wait, why am I thinking about this? Can't I just open the system and take a look?

Bai Feng almost wanted to slap himself on the head. How could he forget such an important thing?

"Yumo, I want to drink some water. Can you help me get a bowl of water?"

He first sat up from the bed and asked Bai Yumo who was approaching him.

At the same time, he opened the system and directly clicked on the search function of the son of luck. He saw that the icon representing Bai Yumo was outside and seemed to be walking towards him.

'Huh? This Bai Yumo is really fake? ! '

Bai Feng was a little confused, but his expression did not change.

So the most important thing now is to hold her back.

"Of course." Bai Yumo nodded. She took out a bottle of spiritual spring from her storage bag and poured it into the bowl on the table. After she was done, she turned to look at Bai Feng, "Brother, do you need me to help you up?"

"No, I'm not seriously injured and can't get out of bed. Just put it on the table."

Bai Feng waved his hand, and at the same time he forced his consciousness to slowly approach Bai Yumo.

Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes and couldn't help frowning.

'Is it the Yin-Yang pattern? '

Although the Soul Forging Method was strengthened after the fusion of the Yin-Yang pattern, it was not all good. The connection between the Yin-Yang pattern and the Soul Forging Method was deeper than he thought. Excessive consumption of consciousness would affect the Yin-Yang pattern, and then affect the eyes that had fused the Yin-Yang pattern.

Although it can be used, the eyes will hurt and it will also affect the recovery speed.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?"

'Bai Yumo' noticed Bai Feng's abnormality and approached him with concern. She held the bowl in one hand and reached out to him with the other hand.

"It's okay, it's just that the injury to my eyes hasn't fully recovered." Bai Feng waved his hand, and at the same time, the spiritual tentacles that he forcibly mobilized began to touch 'Bai Yumo', "Okay, give me the water first."

"Brother, you are like this, let me feed you."

'Bai Yumo' smiled slightly, and her hand kept moving closer to Bai Feng.

Just when her hand was about to touch him, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Brother, the porridge is ready, I..."

Bai Yumo suddenly froze in place. She saw a person who looked exactly like her sitting by the bed, with one hand reaching out to Bai Feng.

'Bai Yumo' by the bed looked out the door. Her expression was not panic, but a little angry: "Who are you? Why do you pretend to be me?"

But Bai Yumo at the door did not respond. She gently put the porridge in her hand on the ground.

Then she slowly raised her head, with no expression on her face, but her eyes slightly lost their luster: "Unforgivable...forgiveness!"

Bang! !

Powerful sword energy burst out from her body. She grasped the hilt of the Heavenly Sword (imitation) and slowly pulled the Heavenly Sword out of the scabbard.

Seeing this scene, the corners of 'Bai Yumo' by the bed twitched slightly. She no longer cared about pretending, and quickly reached out to grab Bai Feng on the bed: "If you don't want him to get hurt... um?"

'Bai Yumo' suddenly felt something wrong with her hand, turned around and found that it was a pillow.

"When?"

She was surprised, then she frowned and looked at the door again, only to see Bai Feng had covered his eyes and walked to Bai Yumo's side.

"Illusion? It can actually affect me, haha, I'm really getting more and more curious about you." 'Bai Yumo' licked her lips. It was obviously the same face, but she was a little more charming. "Bai Feng, come to me. With your talent, it's really a waste of talent in the Tianjian Sect. You are simply a natural saint!"

Bai Feng did not answer her, but the sword in Bai Yumo's hand answered her.

The violent sword energy tore the bed apart, but Bai Yumo dodged it. She fell from the air and sat steadily on the chair with a smile on her face: "Don't be so rude! No one likes your temper."

Then she turned her head to look at Bai Feng, her fingers slightly hooked the collar: "But I'm different, I can become what you like, even your sister's appearance is OK~"

Bai Feng did not answer, but asked: "Are you the Saint of Hundred Appearances?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that Mr. Bai still remembered me in his heart, I'm so happy." The Saint of Hundred Appearances smiled, she stretched out her hand to lift the hair by her ear, "Don't pay attention to this violent guy, come with me, I will take you to do something more comfortable."

"Die."

At this time, a long sword suddenly appeared above her head and quickly slashed towards her.

The Saint of Hundred Appearances dodged quickly. She stared at the expressionless Bai Yumo with a serious expression: "As expected of someone with immortal bones, she is indeed quite powerful."

Unfortunately, she is not in the Jindan stage. Although she has suppressed her cultivation to the Jindan stage with a secret method, her explosive combat power can reach the late Yuanying stage...

Boom! !

The Saint of Hundred Appearances' pupils shrank slightly. She reached out and touched her scratched face with disbelief on her face.

At this time, Bai Yumo's body was covered with a strange color. A power different from spiritual power slowly rose from her body. She slowly raised the Heavenly Sword in her hand, and her tone was calm but a little gloomy: "It was stabbed off the point. I won't miss it next time."

After that, she rushed towards the Saint of Hundred Appearances again.

'Is this the power of the immortal bones? It's too unreasonable, isn't it? '

The Saint of Hundred Appearances was not as relaxed as before, and she quickly got up to her full strength to deal with it.

Her moves were easily crushed. She wanted to counterattack but was overwhelmed by the storm-like attack and could only dodge.

She could clearly burst out with the strength of the late Nascent Soul, but why was she the one being suppressed?

No, if this goes on, she will really fall into the hands of a little guy in the early Golden Core stage!

"Bai Feng, next time..."

The Saint of Baimao just showed Bai Feng a charming smile, but the next second the Heavenly Sword chased her.

She could only curse in her heart, not caring about her image, and broke through the wall directly.

There is still a lot of time! Compared to fighting to the death, she prefers to take it slowly. If it doesn't work this time, then next time!

Bai Yumo stared at the other party's fleeing back and did not choose to chase after him.

Her body shook twice and suddenly fell backwards.

"Be careful."

Bai Feng quickly reached out to catch her. She seemed to have no strength and fell into his arms, completely no longer as strong as before.