The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

zz screamed, [Host! 】

However, its voice could not recall Ling Qingxuan's consciousness, the little girl's body softened and was caught by Lu Qi who had stepped forward a few steps.

[Main system you villain, what have you done to the host! 】zz shouted in the consciousness space.

Lu Qi's lips were smiling, but it was cold and cold, "Shut up, you are noisy."

These words were passed into zz, and zz was directly swept to the ground by a whirlwind.

The wind is raging in the consciousness space, zz is shocked, [Oops, the villain's thing. 】

It hurried to the side of the table and protected the flowers and plants.

[Host, wake up quickly, otherwise people and villains will die! 】zz shouted, but Ling Qingxuan still did not respond, not only that, her spiritual consciousness did not appear in the consciousness space.

zz panicked, [Host! Host! 】

'Qiang...' The spirit sword was inserted into the grass, forming a transparent barrier to resist the strange wind.

zz sobbed and stopped shaking.

[Lingjian, go and help the host, as much hair as you want! 】

Another spirit sword appeared in Ling Qingxuan's hand, and even though she was not conscious now, her body made a counterattack.

The main system can be avoided.

It finally took advantage of the heroine's fragile heart to take advantage of it, and must not be hurt again.

A black aura appeared in the hands of the main system, and it directly slapped the spirit sword aside, black enveloped the spirit sword, imprisoning it.

Lingjian struggled on the ground, but couldn't get close to them.

"As a God's perspective of the plane, you can't make much waves here with me." The main system said coldly.

As soon as it touched Ling Qingxuan's cold face, its tone became much softer, "Sir, although I can't take you back forcibly, I can destroy the things that shouldn't exist in your heart."

It walked away with Aya Qingxuan.

In the silent corridor, people passed by from time to time, but they all passed by as if they could not see the spirit sword.

...

In class, Yu Zhuo was taking notes.

The barrel of the pen suddenly broke in two from the middle, the fragments bounced into the hand, and red blood dripped on the book instantly.

The roommate inadvertently glanced at it and said in surprise, "Yu Zhuo, how did you do it?"

He hurried to find a tissue.

Yu Zhuo stared at the palm of his hand, as if fear swept in from the abyss.

Anxiety and heavy pressure on his heart, he stood up abruptly, "Excuse me, ask for leave for me."

He quickly ran out of the classroom.

Although he didn't know where this panicked emotion came from, he was eager to see Aya Qingxuan now.

Yu Zhuo rushed to the office and saw that there was no one on Ling Qingxuan's desk.

"Teacher, is Assistant Professor Aya still in the principal's office?"

The teacher sitting next to Ling Qingxuan thought for a while, "It should be, she didn't come back after she went, ah, classmate, what happened to your hand?"

The blood dripped on the ground, and there was a trace of pain, but Yu Zhuo didn't care about it.

"Thank you, teacher." Yu Zhuo turned around and rushed to the principal's office.

"Assistant Ling, she's gone long ago, and we didn't talk about anything." After receiving such an answer from the principal, Yu Zhuo stood at the door and took out his mobile phone.

Phone calls are not working and text messages are not being read.

Yu Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "What happened, where are you?"

'Da da da--'

The beads rolled down, and the sound of bouncing sounded in the ears.

Yu Zhuo looked at the source of the sound.

Black particles fell from his pocket at some point and were rolling.

'pat--'

It finally stopped running the trajectory.

Yu Zhuo saw what was parked next to it. It was a sword, which was being shrouded in black light.

The image of the spirit sword kept flashing across his mind, Yu Zhuo clutched his slightly aching head and walked towards it.

When the blood-stained hand held the spirit sword, the silver-white long sword was dyed crimson, and the black aura was dispelled by the interweaving of red and silver.

"What exactly is going on?"

Yu Zhuo only felt that the strength of his body was being absorbed, the spirit sword made a sound of sword cries, and the black particles were rolled up by its sword energy and embedded in the hilt.

The shaking stopped, Yu Zhuo leaned against the wall and supported his body.

"Yu Zhuo, what's the matter, you're bleeding?" Sheng Ming was looking for Lu Qi. Ren Ze said that Lu Qi could not be found.

"Why are you still holding such a dangerous thing in your hand?"

Yu Zhuo's voice was tired, "Have you seen Ling Qingxuan?"

Famous shook his head.

"Really...she's gone, I'm looking for her. If you see it, let me know...ahem, ahem!"

He coughed violently and almost lost his footing.

At this moment, the spirit sword lifted automatically and pointed in one direction.

Yu Zhuo's eyes lit up slightly, although this phenomenon is very strange, but he has experienced a lot of strange things, so what if there are more strange things.

"Is she in that direction?" Yu Zhuo asked Lingjian.

The Lingjian made a sound of sword chirping to indicate confirmation.

"Thank you." Yu Zhuo leaned against the wall.

"Yu Zhuo, what's the matter, where are you going?" Sheng Ming shouted from behind, the strange feeling in his heart became heavier and heavier.

When he saw the sword, it seemed like something was about to burst out of the ground.

"It said, take me there." Yu Zhuo said weakly.

Sheng Ming sighed helplessly and quickly followed.

Yu Zhuo is Ren Ze's roommate and Ling Qingxuan's boyfriend. He must not let him have an accident.

When he arrived at the rooftop, Sheng Ming saw Yu Zhuo stepping on the sword.

"What are you doing?" Yu Zhuo should not be a middle schooler. Could it be that this sword can fly? Standing so high, what if it falls, he won't be out of his mind.

Sheng Ming watched the spirit sword rise, and the shackles in his heart were suddenly loosened.

[Host, grab the spirit sword! 】A soft and cute milk sound appeared in his mind, Sheng Ming didn't have time to think about it, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

...

The whole body is narrow and cold, Ling Qingxuan doesn't know if she has experienced this situation, but it feels very familiar.

With her eyes open, she could only see the transparent cover, and occasionally a ray of light flashed through it.

This is... where?

She remembered being glanced at by Lu Qi.

After that glance, it seemed that the spiritual sense was sealed.

She was too slack, thinking that the main system was not enough, and she didn't want it to have a back-up move, and it never came out.

Ling Qingxuan raised her hand and touched the transparent cover. The cold snowflakes appeared layer by layer and disappeared without a trace. The coldness increased, and her body was gradually stiffening.

Aya Qingxuan closed his eyes.

Come to think of it, where is this, where is this.

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‘Please, I will give you this ice coffin, the ice coffin will preserve the shattered spiritual consciousness of the Lord God, so that her soul will not be destroyed. ' The mechanical voice was like an emotionless machine, turning gears and issuing orders.

Correspondingly, the man's voice was hoarse, and there was endless despair, "...Please, please save the adults. As long as the adults can be saved, I am willing to do anything."