Ye Luoli: After rebirth, I was forced to clear my name

When Jiaye stopped her hand, Wen Qian moved her right arm and shoulder and slowly stood up.

Now that the purpose has been achieved... Wen Qian removed the look on her face and refocused her gaze on Gaya.

Now she looked like the same Wen Qian again, her eyes looked at this powerful god calmly, and she didn't show weakness in front of him.

"Okay, now you can say, what exactly is the extraditerr?" Wen Qian naturally asked.

Gaya's expression flickered, and after hearing her question, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and put his index finger on his lips in a shushing motion.

Wen Qian felt faintly uneasy.

Gaya's pale face shone with a strange light, and he looked at the girl, and suddenly a new idea occurred in his heart.

"Shhhhh

He nodded thoughtfully, his voice soft: "I'm going to say this to you, but not now." "

It's chilling.

"One step away. The

feeling of being targeted by a serpent that sizzled and spat out the letter once again haunted her, and she secretly cursed that it was not good, he was really not so easy to fool.

When I looked into the mirror on the left, most of the death curse on her body had been removed, but there was still a faint trace that had not completely faded, and sure enough, it was impossible for Gaya to be deceived so easily.

Wen Qian's mind was racing rapidly, and while thinking about how to deceive him, she followed his words and asked, "What's missing?"

The next second, the bad premonition came true.

He tapped her forehead with his fingertips, "Imprint."

Wen Qian's heart couldn't stop sinking. The smile on Gaya's face deepened, and she continued, "Only by carving a brand on your soul can I ensure that you will not betray me.

"If you dare to be unfaithful to me, you will die in excruciating pain.

He smiled with playfulness, and when he said this, Wen Qian knew that he had seen through it, after all, he was a god who had lived for thousands of years, and the depth of his mind was unimaginable, how could he be easily deceived?

Wen Qian pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Although it sounds a bit cruel. Gaya stroked her hair, "But be my extraditer, your heart must belong to me first." His

morbid desire for control and distorted psychology made him do things that refreshed Wen Qian's moral bottom line.

"Wait.

Of course, Wen Qian couldn't let him make any damn brand, she tried her best to delay the time, she said hurriedly: "Then how do I know, you put this brand to kill me?"

"In case you are unhappy one day and want to kill someone..."

Gaya shook her head in disappointment, as if she had lost interest in talking to her.

"Have you become stupid too?" his cold, clear voice echoed through the castle, "don't use your little tricks to trick me, it's too boring.

His voice was like a countdown clock, falling word by word, laying down the end of this matter: "What you just said is all nonsense."

"No one can change my decision.

Gaya said coldly.

There was a distorted pleasure in the expression on his face, and at that moment, Wen Qian really regretted coming to see this madman.

Nothing was harder than her current situation.

Life and death have to be in the hands of others, even to the point that her own thoughts are controlled by others, if it really comes to that point, she doesn't dare to imagine the result.

Gaya wanted her to be scared and give in, but she was going to fight back until she couldn't move anymore.

"What are you thinking?" asked Gaya, "and I can allow you to think about the impossible before I make my mark. "

Like... Kill me?" he raised his eyebrows, feigning surprise, and quickly turned to regret.

"Stop dreaming.

Wen Qian looked at him tremblingly, with hatred in her eyes.

If one day this guy dies, she will be the first to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

But now, apparently, it is no longer possible.

"I wait for the day when you die. Wen Qian looked at him with a sneer, knowing that it would be useless for her to run away at this time.

"You came on your own, and you said you wanted to agree to my conditions, but I didn't force you. With her head down, Gaya took out a bright silver object from nowhere, and her words didn't affect him in the slightest.

He was still at ease.

I saw that he cautiously picked up the thing as if he was doing a scientific experiment, and energy gushed out from his palm, turning it into a black silk thread-like thing.

Before he could do anything, he saw a golden blade against his neck. Wen Qian looked at him coldly, holding a sword in her hand.

"It's not fun. Gaya laughed sarcastically and took a step closer to her, the blade that was supposed to pierce his neck snapped.

He had a silk imprint suspended on his left hand, and with a flick of his right hand, she was knocked to the ground, and her right hand covered her abdomen in pain.

"Dying throes. Gaya made an accurate assessment.

Just before Wen Qian could slow down, Jia Ye came to her and squatted down, her eyes level with her The distance between the two was too close, but Jia Ye knew that she had no strength to fight back.

He was pleased to appreciate the bitter hatred of the lamb before it was slaughtered, and no one was better at doing it than he did.

He raised his palm, and the black silk thread was towards Wen Qian's body, trying to burrow into her eyebrows.

The last bell had come, and Kaya saw her close her eyes, an expression of resignation.

But the next moment, only a "poof" sound was heard, and the sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh and blood came, and the black translucent silk threads in mid-air also stagnated.

The smile on Gaya's face stiffened. He looked down slowly, and saw that his abdomen was pierced by a sharp cross that glowed with silver light.

He was in the middle of Wen Qian's gaze.

Her fierce and sharp eyes, and her action of stabbing him without hesitation, made him feel frightened.

Didn't she have no power to fight back? Didn't she give up? He thought he had tamed the eagle, but in the end, it was the eagle that bit him hard when he let his guard down.

Wen Qian admitted that she has never been a good person, and what she has in her bones is the blood of hawks.

Whoever hurts me will come back with a hundredfold revenge.

Gaya's movements slowed down, and the rapid loss of mana made him quickly realize that this was no ordinary silverware.

"This is condensed by the Fairyland God of War with the purest mana, I think, enough to hurt you, a not very pure-bred vampire. "

Just once.

Just that time, she actually discovered the weakness and prepared in advance.

Jia Ye realized at this moment that he still hadn't seen through this girl named Wen Qian.

How can there be such a human being in the world?

soft-hearted and vicious, cunning and pure, like the most poisonous intestine-breaking grass, it can also be a harmless solution flower.

Gaya, who had never felt so deeply at that moment that he had been tricked, had a powerful force in his palm, almost eighty percent of his strength, and struck her hard.