Card: My wife is a bit dull, but she leads thousands of dragons

In a dilapidated forest, the figure of the Bauhinia tree lightly shuttled between the intertwined branches, and its purple skirt swayed gently in the breeze, forming a sharp contrast with the withered yellow leaves.

"Where did you run off to..."

She stopped from time to time, frowned and listened, looking for some faint sound. Her fingers gently brushed over the rough tree trunks, feeling the pulse of the trees, looking for clues hidden deep in the forest.

Time waits for no one.

There was a hint of urgency in Zijing's eyes, and his steps became faster and faster. Sometimes he bent down to avoid low-hanging branches, and sometimes he jumped up and stepped over the dead trees that lay across the ground.

Suddenly, she stopped and fixed her eyes on a clearing in front of her. There, a figure was walking with difficulty, and it seemed that it was the person she was looking for.

"You kid is here!"

A hint of joy flashed in Zijing's eyes. She quickly quickened her pace, her skirt drawing graceful arcs in the air, and she quickly approached the figure.

"Who is it?!" Nanyang Yi felt something approaching quickly and immediately became alert.

"Take my kick first!" Zijing jumped into the air, turned around and kicked Nanyang Yi in the head.

Nanyang Yi instinctively raised his arms to block.

"Click——"

It's a broken hand bone.

"I--" Nanyang Yi howled with gritted teeth. As soon as he raised his head, he was shocked by the figure in front of him and was speechless.

"Purple... Bauhinia?!"

"No...she has..."

He recalled something and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. Then he suddenly realized what was going on and widened his eyes and shouted at Zijing.

"Nanyang Ling!!!"

"You bastard, you've turned into a Bauhinia!"

Nanyang Ling, Nanyang Yi, Zijing, Hongye, two men and two women, have a very complicated emotional past.

"Let me show you how powerful I am [Princess Yan]!" Zijing, or Nanyang Ling, roared and raised her long legs to kick Nanyang Yi again.

The fourth-level league.

[Predatory Plants] vs. [Flame King], Nanyang Yi deliberately activates the enemy controller to seize control of [Flame King's Concubine], angering Nanyang Ling and causing him to use [Flame King's Divine Heaven Burn] in advance.

In the end, Nanyang Yi succeeded with the fatal chain [Predator Tyrant Fusion].

This wave is——

The villain's revenge is now.

"Ah--" Nanyang Yi wailed, covering his arm in pain, but what hurt more was his heart.

"You bastard!"

Nanyang Ling imitated Zijing's unique contemptuous gesture, pointed his index finger forward and spat, "Bug."

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——don’t talk to Zijing’s face!” Nanyang Yi collapsed on the spot.

If he hadn’t had his soul sucked out by Wang in the first stage, severely injuring his original soul, he would have really rushed forward to fight for his life.

In the first stage, he came on the field earlier than Taia and Dibel, which resulted in more loss of his original soul. After his soul returned, he was extremely weak.

He had been hiding underground and had no idea about the second phase and the card collection.

Then for some reason, three red psychopaths broke into the underground laboratory and wreaked havoc, and he was forced to return to the ground.

I met this psychopath right at the start!

This androgynous psychopath lied to him that she was a woman at the beginning and even made him fall in love with her!

Soul critical strike, irreconcilable hatred.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Nanyang Yi gritted his teeth and stared at the man in front of him, "If you want to kill me, do it quickly."

"Nothing." Zijing said leisurely, "Borrow my card."

"【Predation Plan】."

Prey plan

【Predation plan】, usually a trap.

2: While this card is in the Graveyard, if you successfully Fusion Summon a Dark Monster, you can remove this card from the Graveyard and target 1 card on the field. Destroy that card.

Perfect match with [Narcissus Mermaid].

Nanyang Yi's pupils shrank, and he picked a card from the deck and flew over: "Take my card and get out!"

He didn't ask what the card was for.

I just feel like this is a big deal.

"Oh la——" Zijing took the card, turned around and was about to leave.

Nanyang Yi was slightly stunned. She didn't expect the other party to let her go so easily.

"You've done something wrong."

He looked at Zijing's receding back, and the memory of his death attacked his mind frantically.

The four of them were once Bian Yuelong's agents.

During a certain mission, Hongye and Zijing died one after another. The conflict between the two broke out completely. Nanyang Yi immigrated to Xumi Garden. Except for the time during the fourth-level league, the two no longer had any contact.

Based on his understanding of Nanyang Ling, unless it is a major mission, Zijing's identity will not be used.

That is encrypted and protected in the agent system.

Zijing paused, waved her hand and said melodiously: "What do you mean by committing a crime? It's just to get our things back."

"You kid..." Nanyang Yi's eyes trembled, "Did you really do it..."

In the Bian Yuelong Agent System, there is a task that has been pinned for two hundred years.

The description is simple: take back what is ours.

"Do you want to stay in this mountain of Bian Yuelong forever?"

"With your ability..."

Zijing didn't listen any more, waved her hand and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Come to the king's duel arena when you have time."

Nanyang Yi said nothing more and watched her go away silently.

Mission: Destroy [Narcissus Mermaid] without consuming core resources, completed!

On the other side, Yilan and Shu Yuer found the four pseudo-classics.

"Is there something?" Yimi asked coldly, as if he didn't like the two of them.

Yilan paused and said, "I want to borrow Shadow-Daughter from you."

"Humph." Yimi snorted coldly, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "No."

"or--"

"Can you try to grab it?"

She raised her eyebrows and challenged.

Yilan didn't know what to say for a moment. She was not the kind of person who was good at collecting debts.

"Evil spirit!"

Shu Yuer felt a surge of anger in her heart, and she clenched the Exorcist Sword in her hand. Just as she took a step forward, she was pulled back by the Dragon Spear.

"Boss." Dibel said in embarrassment, "We owe her a favor."

"Favors?" Yimi sneered, "What favors? The plan is the most important."

His own plan to destroy gods and advance to higher positions had failed.

The plan to collect dead souls cannot go wrong again.

"She saved my life!" Dibel raised his voice a little.

Dibel is also a world-weary person. He founded Pseudo-Classic together with Yimi, but destroying the world is destroying the world, and repaying a favor is repaying a favor.

One must be moral.

Unexpectedly, Yimi didn't care and just chuckled: "So what?"

The moment the words fell, the whole place fell into dead silence.

So what?

These four short words of rhetorical question kept echoing in the minds of Dibel, Sera, and Set, and they were heavily criticized.

They froze in place, looking at Yimi in disbelief.

Apart from the three of them, the only one who joined the Pseudo-Classic was Nanyang Ling. To be honest, they were always making trouble and living on the edge of a knife.

Never feared death.

Yimi, who created the pseudo-canon, once told them: "Just treat yourself as a dead person."

"There is one good thing about being dead."

"Even if you die again, no one will grieve for you."

Dibel looked at the emotionless Imi in front of him and his whole body trembled slightly.

No matter how unwilling I am.

She also had to admit it.

Imi, who would sleep on Sett's back and fish, make faces at Sera, help Nanyang Ling find the eraser, and collapse when his companions died.

already dead.

The Yimi in front of him was just a fake with the same appearance and memories.

"Keng——"

A large machete popped out from the void and fell into Dibel's hand, and the air suddenly turned cold.

"The boss of the pseudo-classic——"

There was a flash of murderous intent in Dibel's eyes.

"only one!"