Awakening my powers, I became the Demon Sword Girl

Bai Li looked beyond the crowd and towards the puppet master behind the auditorium.

The moment the two sides looked at each other, the puppet master smiled.

He slowly raised his hand, made a gun gesture with his right hand, pointed it at Bai Li on the stage, and said softly: "Bang."

Transparent threads flew out of his hands, which could not be seen clearly even under the light, not to mention that the theater was almost dark at the moment.

The transparent silk thread turned into a deadly blade, cutting through the surrounding air in just an instant and flying towards Bai Li on the stage.

People around could only feel a gust of cold wind blowing by, and before they realized what happened, the thread rushed towards the white-haired girl on the stage with the threat of death.

Bai Li didn't make any reaction. She still stood there with her hands behind her back, with the same joking expression on her face.

He looked unresponsive, which surprised the puppet master.

He watched the girl on the stage gradually lean back, and he was not surprised.

When the thread passes through the brain, death is inevitable.

"Pity."

Before he finished sighing, he found that the white-haired girl had stopped leaning back. She relied on her strong core to straighten her body.

Bai Li's eyes were full of ridicule, and she opened her mouth to the puppet master with a smile.

"Just kidding."

Although there was a distance between the two, the puppet master was a superpower after all, and he could still clearly read Bai Li's lips.

He sighed softly, then lowered his head and looked at his body.

"Pity......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire suddenly engulfed his body.

After a while, not even a trace of his place was left, only a brand new chair, waiting for the next visitor.

The people around him turned a blind eye to what happened just now, and whenever their rationality wanted to stand up and question everything.

There is always a clear voice that will ring in their minds again.

"This is all a dream!"

Since it is a dream, it is reasonable for this kind of thing to happen, right?

The white-haired girl on the stage suddenly blew a kiss in a certain direction of the audience.

Suddenly, the people around him were in an uproar, especially the audience in the direction where Bai Li offered the kiss. They couldn't hold it anymore and screamed out.

That direction was full of people, but in Bai Li's eyes, that side from beginning to end...

There is only one person.

The surroundings were noisy, but her heart was very quiet.

There will always be that one person, when your eyes are on her, the noise around you will have nothing to do with you.

Bai Li and Mu Hongying looked at each other and smiled.

Nothing was said, yet everything was said.

Bai Li never worried about his own safety from beginning to end.

Because she knew Mu Hongying was sitting in the audience.

......

In a spacious and messy room, a man in a white suit closed his eyes tightly.

He was surrounded by drawings and various parts scattered on the floor, and behind him stood rows of people with their heads lowered and expressionless faces.

Countless threads were wrapped around their bodies.

The puppet master slowly opened his eyes. His body was covered in cold sweat. When his consciousness rested on the puppet, he could connect with the puppet's five senses.

The feeling of being burned by fire is not pleasant.

And, more importantly, he lost another carefully crafted puppet.

This mistake was different from the previous puppet given to Bai Li. In the script he originally expected, Mu Hongying should not appear in that position.

He slowly leaned back on the chair, looked up at the ceiling, and recalled the information he had received from the prophet about Mu Hongying.

A genius girl, her strength is estimated to be around A level. She loves games and often plays games at work. She has a lazy personality and doesn't like to go out. She is an out-and-out homebody.

Why would such a person go to see a singer's theater performance on the weekend after finally having a rest?

and! Today is the day for the big update of version xx!

The puppet master sighed helplessly. It seemed that his information was out of date.

Sure enough, as the prophet said, the final result of anything related to that white hair will become unpredictable.

But it doesn't matter, the seeds of destruction have been planted, and you just need to wait quietly for it to sprout!

He gently twirled the invisible thread in his hand, and behind him the puppets raised their heads uniformly, and then disappeared.

"Kill the person you love most with your own hands."

"You couldn't have asked for a better script."

A sickly smile suddenly appeared on the puppet master's face.

"How do you choose?"

......

Gao Xuesong's performance was over. He looked at You Meng quietly, and then said with a smile, "Do you still remember our childhood agreement?"

"Never forgotten!"

You Meng bit her lip gently and said, "I've already done it, haven't I?"

"Of course! You did great!"

Gao Xuesong looked at You Meng with a smile.

The little girl who was running around behind him has grown up, and the promise in his imagination has now become a reality.

Time can really change a lot of things...

"Then...can you come back?"

You Meng's voice was filled with tears, and she looked at Gao Xuesong in front of her quietly.

She couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream at this moment, but it didn't matter to her.

Whether it was reality or a dream, there was only one thing she wanted from beginning to end.

"Come back, Brother Xuesong..." The girl's voice was pleading.

Gao Xuesong shook his head with a wry smile.

"Why......"

"You have grown up and can take care of yourself."

Gao Xuesong said with a smile.

"I can't! I don't know anything! When I was a kid, you clearly said you would take care of me for the rest of my life!"

You Meng said a little hysterically, she hugged Gao Xuesong and said softly.

"Brother Xuesong! I don't want to grow up..."

It's still a familiar embrace, but it doesn't have the warmth it once had.

The cold touch suddenly reminded You Meng of something.

In her pocket, the red thread had climbed onto her right hand without knowing it.

That voice appeared in her mind again.

"We meet again, so how do you choose this time?"

"You can take everything from me, as long as you can let me and him be together forever."

There was no hesitation in You Meng's voice.

"Wise choice."

A burst of golden light appeared, and those strange characters appeared on You Meng's body again.

The twisted and wriggling characters were like iron chains tightly wrapping around You Meng.

She could feel the passage of her life, and her thoughts gradually became chaotic. You Meng closed her eyes and waited quietly for death to come.

A pair of small white hands rested on her shoulders.