To be a villain, I was forced [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 71 Transmutation

Of the two, Ye Chizhou chose to get rid of Wu Miao who was the most threatening.

Wu Miao was lying on the ground, her body was very stiff, she could only raise her head and stare angrily at Ye Chizhou who was getting closer.

Ye Chizhou paused slightly, looked at her for a while, and then continued to approach her.

"You want to kill me?" Wu Miao's voice was hoarse, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm and contempt in her tone: "Can you do it? Do you dare to kill me? You can't even hold your sword steady. You can really kill me." Did you kill me?"

Ye Chizhou remained silent, just standing in front of her, with a flash of struggle in his expression.

"Hehe..." Wu Miao looked at him full of disdain: "Although I don't know what you have experienced to cause your personality to change, maybe... who took it away? Otherwise, why would the senior brother not do it?" What about it? It’s really ridiculous that the once cruel and fierce elder brother dare not even kill the enemy.”

Ye Chizhou's expression changed slightly. To some extent, Wu Miao had indeed guessed the truth.

He is not the original Ye Chizhou, but it is not known whether the original Ye Chizhou really existed. He is not worried that someone will see through his true identity. Even a powerful cultivator like Qu Jianghua believes that he is Ye Chizhou, so he is Ye Chizhou.

"Have you finished?" Ye Chizhou opened his mouth slowly, with a bit of bitterness in his tone: "People will always change. Ye Chizhou back then has become Ye Chizhou now, so how can you be sure that my weakness and cowardice will not be here? Change at this time? After all, we can only live if we kill you, can't we?"

Wu Miao stared at him fixedly, and then sneered after a few breaths: "Do you know what kind of expression you have now? Struggling and suffering, making you kill someone is like facing death yourself."

Ye Chizhou didn't talk anymore, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised it, pointing the tip of the sword at Wu Miao's fragile back of the neck.

"Actually, it's good if you don't kill people..." Wu Miao's voice weakened, with a hint of comfort and temptation: "You don't like killing people, do you? You can bear the blood on your hands and take away a piece of paper. A fresh life? I can see that you don’t want to, and you don’t want to. You are forcing yourself. In fact, I don’t want to die. How about this, you can leave, and I swear that I will never chase you again and take your life. ? This is beneficial to both of us, and you don't have to go against your conscience to kill people."

Wu Miao stared at him intently, bewitching and shaking Ye Chizhou's unstable heart.

The tip of the sword hangs above the neck, trembling and never falling.

A dark light flashed in Wu Miao's eyes, tears slid down the side of her face, and the familiar timidity and panic returned to this face again.

"Brother... don't kill me, okay... I didn't intend to do anything to you..." Wu Miao choked with sobs, her eyes were full of pleading: "I really didn't want to kill you...don't Kill me, I don't want to die... Big Brother, please..."

Ye Chizhou pursed his lips tightly, his face was so pale that there was no blood at all, and his whole body looked extremely fragile.

"Actually, you know it all..." Ye Chizhou said softly, as if talking to himself: "You never stop, and you don't want to stop, and even the result is what you want..."

"I didn't!" Wu Miao retorted hastily: "I didn't! I'm innocent! Senior brother... I'm really innocent!"

Ye Chizhou looked at Wu Miao who was crying heartbreakingly, and without any warning, the long sword in his hand fell with force.

The sharp blade easily cut through the skin and pierced through the neck, and blood gushed out instantly.

Because it was the neck, Wu Miao could only stare wide-eyed, unable to make a sound, wanted to struggle but couldn't control his hands and feet, wanted to use spiritual power to resist, but most of the spiritual power had already been lost due to the damage to the dantian, and the rest was in the Protecting the Nascent Soul against that weird black lightning.

The sprayed warm blood fell on Ye Chizhou's pale skin, which looked very glaring, and the blood beads slid down his cheeks, leaving a tear-like trace.

Ye Chizhou stared blankly at everything in front of him, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and it seemed that something in his heart was completely broken at this moment.

The hand holding the hilt seemed to lose all strength suddenly, and slipped from the hilt, hanging down by his side.

His body swayed, and Ye Chizhou suddenly slumped on the ground, staring at the gradually lifeless corpse in front of him in a daze.

At this time, a ball of golden light shot out from her body and flew towards the distance at the fastest speed. Ye Chizhou hadn't recovered from his senses, and just watched Wu Miao's Nascent Soul fleeing blankly. Unfortunately, The black lightning was still tightly wrapped around Wu Miao's Nascent Soul, and after a soft "crack", the Nascent Soul was directly crushed by the lightning.

"Cough!" Lin Xucheng let out a muffled cough, and another mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Seeing Wu Miao being killed so easily, Wan Li's eyes widened in disbelief.

Looking across the corpse and Ye Chizhou, a look of despair and horror gradually appeared on his face.

He moved his body and tried to escape, but after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't stand up, so he could only crawl on his stomach, leaning on his intact right hand and left foot, and crawled towards the jungle in a panic, rubbing his body against the ground. After making a lot of noise, Ye Chizhou, who seemed to have lost his soul, slowly turned his head and looked over with somewhat empty eyes.

The matter is not over yet, the pain is still going on, Ye Chizhou hopes that his mind will be more fragile at this time, maybe he can completely collapse now, and he doesn't have to continue to kill people, but the reality is so cruel, he still has to watch him helplessly , Take another fresh life.

The spiritual power in his body was faintly stirring, his fingers moved, and a layer of frost condensed on his hands.

Wu Miao was dead, and the spell she had left on Ye Chizhou was naturally released.

Standing up with difficulty on his knees, Ye Chizhou no longer looked at Wu Miao's body.

Yue Zhao frowned slightly at night, looking at the expressionless Ye Chizhou, feeling a little regretful and sad.

Ye Chizhou raised his hand and wiped his blood-stained face with his sleeve. The strength was a little too strong, which made him feel a little painful.

Turning to look at Lin Xusheng, the other party also looked at him, his eyes were as gentle and indulgent as usual.

Ye Chizhou pursed his lips, grievance and discomfort welled up in his chilly heart, his nose soured, and his eyes turned red.

Fearing that he would cry, Ye Chizhou hurriedly turned his gaze away to look at Wan Li who was struggling to escape.

Some things, once done the first time, are much easier the second time.

With a light wave of his hand, a row of ice spikes rose from the ground, with sharp points pointing directly at Wanli.

Wan Li looked at the ice spikes in front of him, and swallowed.

Footsteps sounded from behind, step by step, as if stepping on his heart.

The heart was beating rapidly, and the sound was like a drum, and Wan Li turned his body with difficulty, facing Ye Chizhou who was walking.

"You can't kill me!" Wan Li stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and shouted at Ye Chizhou: "Ye Chizhou, you can't kill me! If you kill me, Tianling Peak will not let you go! You think you do Is it possible to hide all this?! I tell you it is impossible! As long as you do something to me, my master will know! So what if you are Qu Jianghua’s disciple! He can’t save you if Qu Jianghua can’t get out of Lingxuanzong !"

Ye Chizhou lowered his eyes, watching Wan Li's dying struggle expressionlessly, turning a deaf ear to his threats.

"You can't kill me! You can't!" Wan Li shouted heartbreakingly, but Ye Chizhou was indifferent.

His heart was shrouded in despair and fear, eating away at his last sanity, Wan Li's tearing voice became trembling.

The approaching death shattered his bluff, Wan Li broke down and wept bitterly, and the threat in his mouth turned into a humble beg for mercy. In this appearance, he was not as high-spirited as when he took control of their lives before, but it was true. He is not a master with backbone. If he hadn't knelt down and begged for mercy back then, I'm afraid it would not be as simple as just breaking off a limb.

But this time, his begging for mercy was useless.

Ye Chizhou took a deep breath and murmured: "I never want to kill people, even now, I still reject killing people."

When Wan Li heard this, his eyes lit up, and he continued to beg for mercy without a bottom line, hoping that Ye Chizhou would soften his heart and spare his life for a while.

"But, didn't you force me to do this?" Ye Chizhou's voice was a little trembling, extremely difficult: "You are the ones who want to drive us to extinction, and you are the ones who hurt my most important person. If this is the case, give me a chance not to kill you reason?"

With a slight breath, Ye Chizhou turned around. Before Wan Li had time to rejoice that he had escaped, he was pierced through the heart by an ice thorn. There was no pain. Wan Li only felt the biting cold, as if falling into an ice cave. Even the consciousness was gradually frozen, sensing that the person behind him was out of breath, Ye Chizhou moved his fingers, and only heard a soft "squeaking" sound, Wan Li's whole body shattered like an ice cube and shattered into red The ice crystals fell to the ground.

Ye Chizhou gritted his teeth tightly and stood motionless on the spot. Obviously he was the least afraid of the cold, but at this moment he could feel the chills all over his body, so cold that he couldn't stop shaking, and squatted down with his arms around him, Ye Chizhou buried his head in his knees, and couldn't help moaning in pain.

At this time, Ye Chizhou was in pain and fragility.

Familiar warmth enveloped him from behind, and gradually wrapped himself up. Ye Chizhou leaned back as if he had been pulled out of his strength, and buried himself in the arms of the person behind him. The arms around him became tighter and tighter, until a little It hurt, but Ye Chizhou didn't struggle at all, and moved his hand, covering his cold hand on the other's equally cold hand.

Lin Xucheng spoke in a hoarse voice as the smell of blood blew past his ears.

"Brother, don't be afraid...you've done a good job, don't be afraid...I'm always by your side..."

In a word, it completely broke the strength of strong support.

Ye Chizhou pursed his lips tightly, trying not to cry, but the tears still couldn't stop falling from the side of his face.

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