Spotted By the Hero’s Villain’s Mother - Chapter 92

    The black forest was cold and windy. The snow just ended last night, and the air was cold.

    Leng Si glanced at the Christopher Castle standing in the snow and was silent for a while.

    Ezti returned to the prince’s mansion to take care of the magic weapon she created in her life in her small room. The broken mirror is placed on the table, and the mirror can no longer talk to her like before.

    Some time ago, Di Yue brought Ju Yao into the prince’s mansion, and Ezti met Ju Yao with the help of Di Yue. Although Ju Yao’s breath has changed, Ezti still recognizes Ju Yao.

    However, Ju Yao does not know her.

    Since the parting, Ezti has not heard of Juyao for thousands of years. Ezti thought that Juyao had already died as a human being, and she also explained this to Atala.

    It wasn’t until Hiron created the hole of light that Ezti connected everything.

    “Prince Lengsi.” Ezti suddenly spoke.

    Leng Si came quietly behind Ezti, “I want Ju Yao back.”

    Ezti said: “Ju Yao will come back, but we don’t know the way, maybe, she will find a way to come back by herself, Prince, you can wait for her.”

    Lengs doesn’t like to wait.

    “My back garden is withered, I should clean it up sooner.” Leng Si didn’t want to wait for a long, boundless wait for someone to come back.

    She wants Ju Yao to come back early.

    Ezti chuckled, and then worried about Leng Si, “But this is something that is uncertain, and the loss is huge, and there will be no results.”

    The power ring, which symbolizes the strongest blood race, appears in Leng Si’s hands. This ruby ​​is the color of blood, which is bloodthirsty and cruel, and it is also a representative of strength.

    This ring contains the power of the strongest blood race ever.

    Ezti couldn’t believe it, “Your Majesty, are you going to use the power ring? This may be a good idea. If you use the power of the ring, you don’t need to lose your power.”

    Even if this will destroy the power ring, Leng Si does not rely on the ring as a symbol of power. Leng Si’s name represents the strongest of the blood clan, and she is the supreme prince of Leng Si.

    Leng Si lowered her eyes, she woke up in the ice coffin and lost her memory of the past, this ring has been with her until today.

    After Ju Yao disappeared into the hole of light, Leng Si gradually recovered the lost memory.

    She is indeed He Jin. After she became a blood clan, she lived with Ju Yao who traveled to the past by mistake, until she slept in Christoburg.

    It turns out that she and Ju Yao met a thousand years ago. Somewhere in the world, she and Ju Yao reunited a thousand years later in Christopher Castle.

    “I don’t want to destroy the ring.” Leng Si said lightly.

    “What?”

    Leng Si clenched the ring tightly in the palm of her hand. This ring, which she had neglected for a long time, was a gift from Ju Yao before she fell asleep.

    Leng Si turned to leave, she would choose another method.

    Maggie found that Scythe was sloppy all day, and didn’t even have the desire to quarrel with her.

    “Scythe, what’s wrong with you?” Maggie held the scythe and tried to make the scythe happy, “Are you mad at me, it’s not that I want to leave you, and I don’t blame you for leaving away from home.”

    She didn’t hear the sickle’s response, she suddenly realized something, turned around quickly, and bowed to Lengsi, “Prince Lengsi, what are your orders?”

    Leng Si looked at the sickle, and his thoughts returned to the past.

    The pattern of the sickle was designed by Ju Yao himself. On the handle, roses were wrapped in a circle, and there was a unique rose above, and the word “beauty” was in it.

    Leng Si heard the sound of the sickle.

    [When will Ju Yao come back? Why did she leave again? 】

    Baba’s voice was very different from what the scythe had just created.

    Lengsi assisted Ezti in creating the scythe, a big killer. She knew that Ezti and Ju Yao wanted to strip Dempsey’s bloodlust from her body.

    The scythe created is powerful, the demon spirit is complete, and it transforms into a human form.

    ·

    A thousand years ago.

    Ju Yao held a mirror in his hand and sat on the shoulders of the cat, the cat was sleepy, shrinking into a small ball and sleeping. Ezti and Leng Si have forged the sickle today, but they seem to have failed. The sickle is just a glowing sickle in their hands. There is no demonic voice, no murderous aura, and there may be nothing else but for lighting. use.

    Ju Yao returned to the room, looked out the window and looked at the sunny weather, thinking about how to perfunctory Marquis of Reese.

    I don’t know how long it took, she suddenly trembled in her heart, and an ominous premonition spread.

    “Mirror.” Ju Yao said to the mirror, “Look at Leng Si.”

    Mirror: Why do you want to see Leng Si again?

    Ju Yao was frightened by the mirror on the mirror. The red light dyed the entire refining room red, Ezti fainted on the ground, and Lengsi stood in front of Ezti to resist the attack of the sickle.

    In the absence of anyone’s control, the scythe goes crazy and attacks indiscriminately.

    Leng Si’s mouth was blushing. Before the mirror could react, it had already been hugged by Ju Yao and ran out of the bedroom.

    The speed was so fast that the sleeping cat fell from Ju Yao’s shoulder, the cat opened its innocent eyes and quickly chased after Ju Yao.

    ·

    The refining room.

    When the sickle was first created, it did not reveal any power. I thought it was a failure, until after Ju Yao left, the temperature of the radiant sickle plummeted. Ezti splits.

    Leng Si has no weapons and can only fight with his bare hands and a sharp sickle.

    There were many deep cracks in the wall of the refining room, Ezti fainted and fell unconscious.

    When the sickle feels the breath of life, it will attack frantically. Leng Si held his breath and could only reduce the speed of the sickle.

    The sickle was frozen at this time, temporarily controlling the sickle.

    For a moment, the transparent ice cubes cracked, and the sickle head rammed into the ice to escape the space.

    At the moment when the ice was completely shattered, the sickle struck Leng Si with precision.

    bang.

    The room door was pushed open roughly.

    At the moment of approaching Lengsi, the sickle changed direction and attacked the new life breath.

    “Stay away!”

    Ju Yao was standing at the door with a mirror in one hand.

    The silver light became brighter and brighter in Ju Yao’s field of vision, she raised the mirror, the tip of the knife pierced the mirror surface, and the violent thrust pushed Ju Yao straight back a few steps, hitting the door in the corridor outside the door. on the wall.

    “Scythe, you are a great beauty, how can you be so cruel.” While the sickle still wanted to pierce the mirror, Ju Yao stretched out his other hand, held the handle of the sickle, the temperature of the blade was warm It was cold, and the carved lines felt uneven.

    She saw the beautiful carved roses and the word “beauty” at first sight.

    The mirror yelled, how could it be that I was hurt? What is this broken scythe? Hey, how come you have Prince Dempsey’s emotions too?

    The mirror finally believes that what Ju Yao said is true, and Dempsey’s emotions will only cause harm to it.

    The scythe, which lacks dialogue ability, only wants to kill and bloodthirsty, and its primitive desire makes it want to destroy the person in front of it.

    In particular, this is a human, although the human breath is very weak.

    Ju Yao used all the strength of his body to grab the mirror tightly.

    “Then destroy it.” Leng Si’s indifferent voice sounded.

    Let the bloodthirsty bleed and the slayer die.

    The tiny golden light dots float around the sickle, the light of silver and gold is intertwined, the gold dots rotate rapidly, and the naked eye can only see a circular line of rotation, like a rope bound to a sickle.

    The circle line is shrinking, completely binding the sickle.

    Ju Yao, who was holding the scythe, gradually felt that the scythe was no longer vibrating violently.

    She instead injected power into the mirror, “Mirror, affect the emotion of the sickle.”

    As soon as she released her hand, the nearly two-meter-long sickle fell to the ground.

    The next second, the silver light dissipated, and the sickle disappeared, replaced by a human-shaped demon.

    Ju Yao bypassed the sickle and came to Leng Si.

    She looked at the remaining blood on the corner of Leng Si’s mouth, “Leng Si, what’s wrong with you?”

    Leng Si saw that Ju Yao was safe and sound, his frosty eyebrows melted with warmth, “I’m fine.”

    She continued to raise her hand, facing the scythe, wanting to destroy it completely.

    The sickle felt a stronger killing intent than herself in Leng Si. It was not the indiscriminate and crazy like Prince Dempsey, but a killing intent that she could not understand.

    It is targeted, just want to make her disappear in this world forever at this moment.

    The scythe began to fear and fear.

    The temperature of her body drops endlessly, she hates high temperature, but this endless low temperature seems to make her burst and die in her favorite cold.

    [Don’t. 】

    Ju Yao heard the sickle’s cry for help, and the mirror told her that because she was experiencing being killed, the sickle’s own sense of killing gradually collapsed.

    Leng Si on the side sees the sickle as something on the verge of death.

    The color of the original blue eye pupil gradually faded, close to the color of ice, from the blue sky to the iceberg, which is even colder.

    “Leng Si.” Ju Yao called Leng Si’s name softly, Leng Si should not be like this, at least continuing to exert power will affect Leng Si’s body.

    Uncontrolled is the most terrifying.

    Just as Ju Yao finished speaking, Leng Si stopped.

    The sickle fell unconscious.

    Leng Si tilted his head, the hat on the cloak fell back during the fight, his silver hair was long and his face was as white as snow.

    She heard Ju Yao’s words.

    The cold hand was just put down, and then pulled up by Ju Yao, and Ju Yao’s warm hand held her hand.

    “You go to rest first.” Ju Yao said, “I’ll take care of the rest.”

    Leng Si was not worried about whether the sickle would be obedient, but she nodded in response with a pair of concerned eyes from the superior.

    Ju Yao took Leng Si’s hand, thought about it, but did not let go.

    Mirror: Why am I getting more and more uncomfortable watching this scene?

    The cat hiding not far away let out a pitiful meow, why is it so weak that it cannot protect its master and let the silver-haired weirdo take the lead.

     Walking into the refining room, Ju Yao and Leng Si carried Ezti to the resting place next door, and let Ezti lie on the bed.

    Ju Yao pulled out a tissue.

    Leng Si was examining Ezti’s body when suddenly someone was wiping her lightly at the corner of his lips.

    Leng Si looked soft, Ju Yao saw Leng Si staring at her, looked away embarrassedly, and put down his hand.

    Leng Si said: “Ezti is fine and will wake up soon.”

    Ju Yao called Snow to take care of Ezti who was in a coma, and Leng Si returned to the room where they lived.

    Pass through the garden, and Ju Yao will automatically go around to the place with roses.

    Red is romantic and not cruel.

    Leng Si stopped and looked at the garden.

    The original character was Ju Yao, Ju Yao looked at her left hand, the traces of Dempsey’s bite disappeared, and she could use the power of her body as she wished.

    The moment she was holding the sickle, she used the power of space to prevent the sickle from successfully attacking herself, and at the same time controlled the sickle.

    At the same time, the original vague memory fragments were spliced ​​together.

    Now, when she saw this dazzling sea of ​​flowers, Ju Yao remembered the memory she disappeared after she came to this world.

    The meeting in the cage, the acquaintance of Christoburg, the reunion of the southern island…

    Her cold beauty.

    The right shoulder sank, and the long silky silver hair floated into the field of vision.

    Leng Si is really hurt.