Overlord's best villain

"Qianxi, I will save you. Trust me."

"Mu Zichen, I don't need your help. You should leave quickly!"

Mu Zichen, meeting me is the beginning of your disaster. Now, end this disaster!

Yan Yi lowered his head, looking disdainfully at Ye Yuran, who was as humble as an ant, with murderous intent in his heart: "Ye Yuran, none of you can escape today. This is your grave."

"Hey! You think I'm dead!" Ouyang Haoxuan finally appeared. He stood at the door, bringing hope to Ye Yuran like a god.

"Ouyang Haoxuan, you are finally here." There was a hint of excitement in Ye Jingru's tone, but there was also a hint of hatred. Could these two men really risk their lives for Ye Yuran?

"If you don't come, how can you watch the show? Mu Zichen, you have stolen the limelight from my handsomeness." Although Ouyang Haoxuan's tone was joking, when his eyes glanced at Ye Yuran, he still made people laugh.

I felt a chill.

Unconsciously, Ouyang Haoxuan clenched his hands and asked casually, "Mu Zichen, can you still hold on?"

"Of course." Mu Zichen struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said with a smile, "How can you steal the limelight below."

"Okay! I'll deal with them, and you go rescue Yu Ran." After Ouyang Haoxuan finished speaking, he whispered in his ear, "You'd better hold on for a while, I've sent someone here."

After Ouyang Haoxuan heard that Ye Yuran had been kidnapped, his heart was burning with anxiety. However, in order to have a better chance of winning, he rescued Ye Yuran safely. He first arranged for reinforcements and then came to rescue her. Otherwise, the three of them would be there today.

I'm afraid everyone will die here.

"This is the only thing you did that I agree with." Mu Zichen smiled mischievously.

"Stop talking nonsense and save people first." Ouyang Haoxuan curled his lips disdainfully. He didn't need the approval of his love rival.

When Yan Yi saw Mu Zichen and Ouyang Haoxuan who were full of confidence, she didn't feel any fear. Because Ye Yuran still held the trump card in her hand...

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against Ye Yuran's throat, making her feel cold to the bone...

"Yan Yi, what are you doing?" Mu Zichen's heart tightened when he saw Yan Yi's actions, and he roared in a low voice. What on earth does this woman want to do?

If she dared to shoot and hurt his Qian Xi, then he would definitely retaliate against her a hundredfold.

"Don't think I don't know, you have already found reinforcements. Now, we have no way to retreat. So, I can only drag Ye Yuran to die together." Yan Yi laughed crazily. That smile made people feel

It's extremely harsh, as unpleasant as the pulling of a wood saw...

But her eyes were clearly full of liquid. For Mu Zichen, she became unlike herself, she was a complete love madman. Mu Zichen, she couldn't get it, and Ye Yuran couldn't get it either.

"Yan Yi, if you touch Yu Ran, I will kill you right now." Ouyang Haoxuan's eyes turned cold when he heard this.

He would not allow anyone to harm Ye Yuran in the slightest.

"Death? Hahaha! Am I afraid of death? I have long been prepared to die with you." Yan Yi pulled Ye Yuran's hair and smiled cruelly, "Look, this is the one you love so much."

Ye Yuran. Now, you are not kneeling at my feet, a despicable thing."

Her words completely angered Mu Zichen and Ouyang Haoxuan. After winking at each other, they began to fight with Yan Yi's people.

Ouyang Haoxuan led those people away so that Mu Zichen could save Ye Yuran. Although Mu Zichen was seriously injured, he couldn't care less in order to save her.

Yan Yi and Ye Jingru, who were standing beside Ye Yuran, just looked at all this with cold eyes, watching the man they loved the most fighting for other women.

"Ye Yuran, tell me, how worthless it would be if they died for you!" Ye Jingru whispered in her ear, stimulating Ye Yuran bit by bit...

Ye Yuran's palms were already covered with dense sweat. She raised her head and looked at Mu Zichen and Ouyang Haoxuan with a worried expression. If two people fight against more than a dozen people, no matter how powerful they are, they will inevitably suffer losses.

She prayed in her heart that none of them would be hurt and that they would all leave here safely.

Mu Zichen didn't know how long he had to fight with them before he walked up to Ye Yuran and said to her, "Qian Xi, come with me."

The blood on his head was flowing down his forehead, and Mu Zichen looked extremely tired and embarrassed. But his voice was so firm and powerful, and those five words hit Ye Yuran's heart hard.

"Mu Zichen, you are the stupidest fool in the world..." Ye Yuran choked with sobs and looked at Mu Zichen with distress.

Seeing him injured, Ye Yuran was in pain ten thousand times more than being injured himself.

He and she looked at each other affectionately, with only each other in their eyes. Everything in the world seemed to not exist.

Yan Yi, whose eyes were stung by this scene, was filled with pain. The gun in her hand was still pressed against Ye Yuran's throat. She said, "Brother Zichen, are you really going to risk your life for her?"

Brother Zichen...

She called him brother Zichen like she did when she was a child. They were carefree and so happy at that time.

It's a pity that no one can go back to that time.

Mu Zichen's love for Ye Yuran was far beyond Yan Yi's imagination. But the deeper their love, the deeper Yan Yi's hatred... Why did her childhood sweetheart fall in love with someone else.

"Yan Yi, let her go. I don't want to do anything to you." Mu Zichen's tone was cold, alienated, and disgusted.

If she calls him brother Zichen, it will only make him sick.

Yan Yi sneered, he was really cruel. Since he risked everything for Ye Yuran, she didn't need to worry about anything else.

"Mu Zichen, don't come over. If you come over, I will kill her immediately." With that said, Yan Yi pulled the trigger. As long as she pressed it, Ye Yuran would definitely die.

When Mu Zichen caught Yan Yi's movement with his peripheral vision, his eyes darkened and he flew up with a kick, hitting Yan Yi's arm directly.

With a clang, the pistol fell to the ground, making a terrifying noise.

"Ah!" Yan Yi didn't expect that Mu Zichen would attack her. So she fell to the ground without having time to dodge.

Mu Zichen stepped forward, helped Ye Yuran up, and held her tightly in his arms. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Qian Xi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I have made you feel wronged."

In just a few days, it seemed like ten thousand years had passed. Mu Zichen was really scared. He was afraid that he would never see his Qian Xi again. Now, he just wanted to keep Ye Yuran close to him and love her fiercely.

"Mu Zichen, I know you will save me. I know..." Ye Yuran also hugged Mu Zichen tightly.

"Qian Xi, I will never let you leave me in the future. Not anymore." Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of Mu Zichen's eyes. His Qian Xi finally returned to him.

"Qian Xi, let's get out of here quickly." Mu Zichen put his arm around Ye Yuran's shoulders and hurried out.

Yan Yi, who was lying on the ground, saw their leaving figures in a blur. Her eyes were gradually stained with blood. She picked up the pistol, then slowly raised it and shouted at Ye Yuran, "Ye Yuran,

Go to hell..."

There was sadness, hatred, and desolation in the voice...

Feeling the cold air behind him, Mu Zichen had no time to react and subconsciously held Ye Yuran to his chest. He used his body to block the bullet for Ye Yuran...

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Mu Zichen's mouth, staining Ye Yuran's white dress red...

Time seemed to have stopped suddenly at that moment. The whole world seemed to be deathly silent.

Mu Zichen put his arms around Ye Yuran's waist and kept protecting her, while blood kept pouring out of his mouth. Ye Yuran, who was not hurt at all in his arms, smelled the strong smell of blood.

Tears fell in large drops and landed on the back of Mu Zichen's hand.

Memories from the past roared in like waves, attacking every nerve of Ye Yuran.

She turned back slowly and stiffly...

Against the sun, Mu Zichen's back was engraved in Yan Yi's mind forever.

Yan Yi held the pistol, and tears burst out of her eyes instantly. "Zi Chen, Zi Chen..." She called his name over and over again.

Why, why is this happening?

It was Ye Yuran who deserved to die, not Mu Zichen.

"Zi Chen..." Yan Yi cried. Her heart almost stopped beating.

The stopped gear of time begins to rotate again.

The loss of life was unexpected by everyone. The people brought by Yan Yi got up from the ground and ran out as if running for their lives.

When Ye Jingru saw this, she was so horrified that she couldn't move. She never expected that Yan Yi actually fired. Her body fell softly to the ground, and she kept repeating, It's over, it's over, it's over...

Ouyang Haoxuan stood five meters away from Mu Zichen and the others, with cold eyes and disbelief on his face. Mu Zichen actually risked his life to protect Yu Ran.

He wanted to step forward, but his legs felt like lead.

The setting sun reflected into the warehouse, and the afterglow of the setting sun coated their bodies with a layer of orange light. The two of them seemed inseparable. No one could ever come between them.

Ouyang Haoxuan didn't want to disturb their final farewell, so he could only watch Ye Yuran collapse step by step.

Ye Yuran turned around and saw Mu Zichen who was constantly vomiting blood, and finally understood the feeling of the world falling apart.

Years later, when Ye Yuran recalled this scene, she still felt miserable.

Mu Zichen looked at his girl, his eyes full of reluctance, "Qian...Qianxi, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mu Zichen's body slowly fell down. Then, what collapsed was Ye Yuran's heart.

Ye Yuran felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained, and she fell to the ground feebly. She reached out to grab Mu Zichen's hand, covered her face, and shouted loudly, "Mu Zichen, you big idiot.

Big fool, who asked you to block me? Mu Zichen, you fool..."

"Qian Xi, I'm sorry...I can't, I can't accompany you until...the end." The bright red blood bloomed in the corner of his mouth like a coquettish flower. His smile made Ye Yuran suffocate in pain.

"No, I don't want to hear your apology..." Ye Yuran shouted hysterically. "Mu Zichen, if you die, I will never forgive you in this life. Did you hear that? I will never forgive you.

"

Mu Zichen's hand gently stroked Ye Yuran's cheek and whispered softly, "Qian Xi... your name is Mo Qian Xi. My... Qian Xi."

Qianxi, your name is Mo Qianxi.

Ye Yuran cried heartbreakingly. She is Mu Zichen's Qian Xi, she has always been...