All People Simulate: I Become The Villain Of Destiny

"Ahhh

"Forbidden!"

A tambourine martial soul appeared behind a soul master of the Martial Spirit Palace, and with an angry shout, the second yellow soul ring lit up, which actually silenced all the sounds in this area.

The other soul master was not slow to move, and with the blessing of the Jaguar Martial Soul, the figure quickly rushed towards the figure.

The executive officer of the Wuhun Hall endured his physical discomfort and ordered loudly: "You want to live!" The

dust was too big just now to see the person inside, and she had a ten-thousandth expectation—hoping that this person was Su Mo.

Otherwise, something will happen to this big man, and all the soul masters in their Notting City branch hall will die!

Bear!

"Poof-"

At about the same time, two voices rang out.

The first sound was the soul master who rushed in, and the moment he touched that figure, his body was immediately stained with a fierce burning golden flame, and he was burned into a torch man in the blink of an eye, and everyone present seemed to smell a smell of flesh.

The second was a roaring old strip whose injuries worsened, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood never fell to the ground, but was evaporated into gas by the golden flames in mid-air.

Fortunately, the flames had been completely expelled by her.

At this time, her state was extremely poor, and a large hole in her left chest was burned by the golden flames, and she could see the black heart pounding inside.

The hole in her waist hadn't been plugged yet, but the muscles around the wound had been charred by the golden flames, and the crumbled waist was squeezed out of the wound with her movements.

"Uh, it's so cool~ it hurts!"

Lao Tiao's cheeks flushed, his expression couldn't say whether it was pain or enjoyment, and his right hand pressed on the simulated mark, "God stick, um~ quick, come, I'm injured, uh, don't!" "

Suddenly!

Taking advantage of the moment when Lao Tiao relaxed, Su Mo jumped out of the rubble behind her, quickly approached, and said something heart-wrenching to Lao Tiao.

"The color is quite short, mom provokes Fack~

" Lao Tiao's pupils shook, his pale face was full of horror, his mind was blank, and his mouth kept repeating the word "

don't".

At this moment, a hand holding her heart took over her entire field of vision.

No matter how crazy she was, she felt fear in this situation.

"Whew~ It's so dangerous."

Su Mo exhaled a breath of scorching gas and hit the back of Lao Tiao's head, making Lao Tiao's long silver-white hair seem to be burned by fire, and the entire back of his head was scorched black in the blink of an eye.

But Su Mo didn't care, and even felt extremely happy.

However, when he wanted to crush the old heart, the dark lines appeared on the heart, which brought him great resistance.

"Please, don't!"

A faint plea came from Lao Tiao's mouth, and she never dreamed that she would be yin by a little fart to the point of dying!

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, Lao Tiao's pleading voice paused, and his eyes focused on Su Mo's wrist.

This imprint....

"You're a simulator?!"

Lao Tiao almost gritted his silver teeth, what's wrong with this world, can there be more sincerity between people!

Su Mo ignored her.

Now that she is in a state that can't last long at all, if she doesn't crush her heart, she will definitely be unlucky.

However, the embarrassing thing is that Su Mo doesn't have so much strength!

He was worried that Lao Tiao would see something wrong, and he didn't even dare to call someone from the Wuhun Hall to come over and mend the knife.

Seeing that Su Mo didn't move, Lao Tiao guessed that he might have lost his strength, but she didn't dare to bet at all.

I could only say in a low voice:

"We are all simulators, and we can't fight to the death, so how about stopping this matter?"

Stop there?

Su Mo stared angrily at the people of the Martial Spirit Hall who had been delaying in the distance, and he was unwilling to stalemate any longer.

"It's okay to stop, I have to sign a contract to ensure that you won't trouble me in the future."

Su Mo said this on his lips, but in his heart he was communicating with the system.

"The system, the remaining simulation points, blackens a contract, a yin-yang contract,."

[Understand! Soon

, a freshly baked contract was put in front of Lao Tiao.

Lao Tiao's complexion was much more normal than before at this time, and his breathing, which was originally a little difficult, was much more stable.

But the heart was still in Su Mo's hands.

She rolled her eyes and said softly, "Okay."

There was no pleading and fear on his face, and he was not in a hurry to sign a contract, but looked at the content word by word.

Su Mo's face was a little ugly, and he could feel that the pitch-black lines linked to the old heart were becoming more and more powerful, as if they were going to pull the heart back to the atrium.

And the wound on Lao Tiao's heart became tighter and tighter, as if he was going to force his hand out.

He was ruthless in his heart, the book of years behind him emerged, and the power of time was blessed on his heart, slowing down, 0.5 times!

"You!"

The old man seemed to have been beaten with a heavy hammer, and his ruddy face became ugly again.

Some of the careful thoughts that had arisen were suppressed, and a contract was signed decisively through the simulated sigil.

The die is cast!

Su Mo breathed a long sigh of relief and sat on the ground, his whole person was extremely relaxed.

The moment he left Lao Tiao's body, only a few muffled pops were heard, and Lao Tiao's heart was dragged back to his chest.

A large number of thick jet-black lines wrapped the wounds on Lao Tiao's body, and after two or three breaths, the wounds on her face were almost healed!

Swish!

Lao Tiao's figure swung and instantly slipped into the shadow on the ground, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Su Mo.

The pitch-black lines turned into sharp claws and slammed into Su Mo's heart.

Whew-The

fierce wind sounded, but Su Mo was indifferent, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"After signing the contract, don't be so angry."

Lao Tiao turned a deaf ear to his words, with a sickly, smug smile on his face, and the speed in his hands was faintly three points faster.

It's close!

Entered!

"Die!"

Lao Tiao's voice was full of joy.

She saw that her hand had entered Su Mo's body, and the pleasure of revenge brought her an unprecedented thrill.

However, the next moment, the smile on her face could not be maintained.

The whole person was stunned and confused and drilled through Su Mo's body!

The cold voice of the simulated imprint sounded in his head:

[Ding! Detected Analog clockwork silent to the Simulator is Kim signing the master-servant contract. In the current world, it is regarded as the simulator silence is gold, and the simulator silence is gold if it cannot be harmed, and the proceeds are handed over and distributed by the simulator silence is gold! Silence

is golden, which is Sumer's simulator codename.

The old man fell on his stomach in embarrassment, kneeling on the ground, his face low and his buttocks cocked.

After a moment of trance, she sat up, her neck rattled, her head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and she glared at Su Mo with anger.

"What's going on with this contract?"

"What I just signed is obviously a non-interference contract!"

And it uses the name of the god stick...

She hid the second half of the sentence in her heart and didn't say it.

In this regard, Su Mo spread his hands and spoke very badly.