Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

There was an invisible gauze covering her eyes, and Yin Beiqing felt as if her body was being swallowed by water, a soft but powerful substance gently wrapped her up, her muscles relaxed naturally, and she felt like she was in a deep sleep. feel.

The warm and pleasant smell has been floating in the nose, suddenly the tips of her ears moved, and she heard the sound of wind blowing, at the same time, her back slowly leaned against the hard object, opened her eyes, she had already Lying on an open field.

The floor here is transparent, and the view looking down is the same as the one above, with layers of clouds, no matter which direction you look at, it is white without borders.

Yin Beiqing took a step forward. The glass seemed to be thicker than it looked, so she let go of her guard and gradually took bigger steps.

The only thing that can be used to identify the direction is a towering tree in the distance. If you walk without looking at it, here is a dead desert. The silence and solitude of the boiled frog gradually swallowed up patience and will, and finally turned into a pure white **** with no entry or exit.

It looks gentle, but the torment experienced before death is higher than any kind of **** and cruel torture.

Yin Beiqing tried to leap over this large open space with spiritual methods, but found that his soul power was completely suppressed here, and his physical skills had also dropped to the level of ordinary civilians. After walking for only a few tens of minutes, his legs swelled and ached.

She actually didn't know Yan Yu's purpose for asking her to come in, but she subconsciously felt that she had to go under the tree to find out before she could go back.

Finally, she dragged the soles of her feet that were about to wear out sparks and stood in front of the tree. In this spirit domain, only the ground around it is fertile soil, and rare medicinal herbs of different varieties are neatly planted inside. The face is covered with a domed glass dome.

Yin Beiqing put her palm on it, trying to feel for the doorknob, but just as her finger touched it, a force pushed her from behind, and when she stood still, she was already under the tree.

"You, you, you! Why are you here!" Panpan, who was gnawing on a fruit under the tree, jumped up, his small eyes widening.

Yin Beiqing knelt down, pinched its ears and lifted it, "Fatty, tell me what this tree is for."

"Woo...it hurts, it hurts, take it easy." Panpan slapped her hand away, rubbed her ears angrily, and said in a low voice, "Who wants to tell you?"

The tree seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, and it lured Yin Beiqing to keep approaching. Seeing that Panpan didn't get an answer, she put her hand on the thick trunk as if possessed and began to stroke it.

Just when she felt a certain familiar aura and wanted to continue exploring and approaching, one of the branches above suddenly stretched out, and the sharp end slammed across the back of her hand.

Blood gushed out from under the skin immediately, staining the dry tree trunk dark. Yin Beiqing frowned and tried to take his hand back, but found that it seemed to be stuck with glue, and it would not move at all no matter how hard he tried.

Outside the soul domain, Yan Yu's eyes widened wildly, and her pupils shrank violently amidst the sound of rapid breathing, until they were as thin as a needle.

The surrounding things became blurred, but some weird pictures poured into her mind like a flood.

She saw that she was holding Yin Beiqing in her arms and crying at the top of her lungs, while Yin Beiqing, who was covered in blood and had lost an arm, was so weak that he couldn't even lift his hand to wipe away her tears.

"I don't deserve your tears." Her words and expressions showed great respect and gratitude, but her tone was polite but alienated.

Yan Yu just cried and shook her head, tears fell one after another, "I will save you, I will save you..."

She kept repeating this sentence, as if to give herself confidence, "Persist a little longer, okay? I know you have suffered a lot and everyone abandoned you, but I will protect you from now on, so...so don't Just leave like this, okay?"

Yin Beiqing's eyelids drooped weakly, obviously his life was not long, "My lord, I wish I could meet you sooner. If I start praying from now on, will this wish come true in my next life?"

Yan Yu choked for breath, unable to speak, but the tears fell more fiercely.

A hot teardrop hit Yin Beiqing's lips, and the tears flowed down the slit to the tip of her tongue. She smiled as she tasted the bitter taste, and gently hooked the sachet on Yan Yu's belt with her index finger and handed it to the tip of her nose to sniff , it seems that he wants to engrave this smell into his mind and firmly remember it.

"One day, I must be your most devout believer, only live and die for you."

As soon as the words fell, her breathing stopped abruptly. During those few seconds of silence, no one knew what Yan Yu was thinking.

A few seconds later, she stood up quietly, those golden eyes were as bright as the sun in daytime, as if just looking at each other would pierce people's eyes, not only that, the lotus animal mark between her eyebrows began to expand outward , the red lines spread from the top of the head to the fingertips in the blink of an eye.

It was also at this time that Yan Yu, who was observing all this, realized that the self in the picture was different from the present self, with blond hair that reached to the ankles.

The light-colored hair makes her facial features more ethereal, like a character printed on an oil painting, which is less real.

"Is it a prophecy again?" Yan Yu touched her heart feeling uneasy, and she quickly called out the system to ask.

"What's going on!" The system seemed more nervous than Yan Yu, "The system center was disconnected just now, and the screen on my side was like a computer crash, and I couldn't see what was going on on your side. I was really scared to death. It was found that I violated the regulations to parasitize the host, and I was going to be arrested and punished."

Yan Yu wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, still a little out of breath, "I seem to have seen a strange scene just now, but this time the feeling is different from before."

She couldn't tell what was different, she just thought so subconsciously.

"If you have a new prophecy, it will be automatically saved in the background. I'll check it." The system quickly checked and came back, and told Yan Yu with certainty, "You don't have any new prophecy, not even the precognitive dream before the selection competition. Activate it."

"Then what is this?" Yan Yu felt her head hurting intermittently, and pressing her temples with her hands didn't help. She bit her lip and lifted her face, and she froze immediately when her eyes met herself in the mirror.

"Beast mark." She blinked, staring intently at the position between her eyebrows, "Why did my beast mark change?"

She remembered that her beast mark was originally a red lotus with three petals, but now it has two more petals out of thin air, etc... In addition to the blond hair in the picture just now, it seems that the pattern of the beast mark is also different.

Although she only glanced at her briefly when she turned around, Yan Yu was sure that the seven-petal animal mark was on her head.

"That, is it me?"

The author has something to say:

It is indeed not a prophecy. The situation in the picture will not happen in the future, so don't worry.