Dressed as the villain's rival of the abusive heroine [Quick Transmigration]

"War is not a child's play, boy, take care of your own head." When the monster's bone spur was about to penetrate Nonat's head, a civilian magician pulled him aside.

The strong but sensitive man didn't have any affection for this elf prince who was not young but was as clumsy as a child.

"I really don't know whether your people want you to die or not want you to live." The man complained in such a contradictory way.

Send this kind of idiot to the battlefield, tsk, do you really think everyone is the witch Radon?

That young woman who tried her best to prevent the entire front from collapsing.

Before her arrival, the front line of Trasil was completely destroyed, and human beings were helpless in the face of the slaughter of monsters.

But it is different now.

"Master Witch asked me to take good care of you." Although I don't know why, since it is the person whom Lord Radon wants to protect, the man must let him survive even if he tries his best.

"So, you better not die."

The elf prince who fell to the ground hid behind the man in embarrassment, and he looked around in horror.

Countless corpses, black mist that can't be seen at a glance, and stinky blood.

Everything is something he has never touched.

Even one moment he was still talking to the same person, and the next moment that person's head had already rolled to his feet.

The people sent by the elves to guard him were all dead, and Salahmi died because he was pierced through the heart because he blocked a bone spur for him.

Of course, no one paid any attention to Salahmi's death. In fact, Fat Tanuki reminded Yin Shaoqing when Salahmi was in danger.

"I don't have much time, how can I have time to save her?" The pale but still powerful and proud nobleman pulled his lips and spread his hands mockingly.

"Stop kidding, honey."

"I'm not the Virgin."

Fat civet cat: "..." Gan, I really want to kick her in the mouth!

Not the Virgin, would you pay so much for a half-devil?

funny.

The fat civet cat rolled its eyes, and also broke the jar.

They will be punished after the heroine of the abuse text dies, but the host seems to be crazy, or has he seen something?

hiss……

The fat civet cat stroked its beard, how did it feel that this cunning woman knew something in advance?

Sure enough, after Salahmi's death, it didn't get the punishment reminder from the main god's space, which confirmed that this woman knew that Salahmi was not the heroine.

Its rhetorical question did not make the woman who was fiddling with the crown of thorns feel any emotional fluctuations.

She answered naturally and proudly.

"I only love the purest soul."

Therefore, Salahmi is not worthy of being a heroine.

"I am a qualified worker." The woman flicked the fat civet cat's head, "So, don't be afraid that I will become a love brain."

Love and career are not delayed, so that she can support her woman, isn't it?

Well, Fat Tanuki shook his head, it admitted that human beings are too complicated.

Take its host as an example, it can never understand her.

"You don't understand war, and you don't understand human nature. You believe in the aristocratic etiquette and the favor of the elders you long for."

"But..." The witch in armor looked down at the elven prince who was terrified by war and death.

Those fiery red eyes were inextricably cold and indifferent, as if she was looking at someone who had been dead for a long time.

Even the mutilated corpses stink and rot.

"False protection will only make you die faster."

This is her advice to Nonat, whom she met once when she was young.

"When you're imagining your future self, your future self is also thinking about your future self." The bloody and bitter woman raised Nonat's chin with a finger.

She didn't understand why Nonat, who is an elf prince, couldn't do such a simple magic?

Three days ago, she stood on the mountain of corpses with a blood-stained long sword in her hand, and received a magic spell in the heavy rain that was enough to wash away all the filth and blood.

It was her from the future, advice to her past self.

"Yin is a complete liar."

The angry roar from the beast penetrated time and space and was transmitted to her ears. It seemed that she in the future was very angry.

"She's just a bastard." Radon's long and strong fingers slid towards Nonat's heart, and a trace of turbid malice flashed in her eyes.

"So I need your help."

Help her punish that damned bastard.

Such an intimate action not only did not activate Nonat's mind, but made him break out in a cold sweat, wishing he could pass out immediately.

This person doesn't know what is provocative and ambiguous at all, she is just doing it for convenience.

After all, if Nonat refused, she would immediately take out his heart.

Then, crush it in front of him.

How convenient.

Ah~ah~ After all, even if the elf prince loses his heart, he can still survive for two days.

A gleam of interest flashed in the woman's animal eyes, and she was eager to try.

"I promise you! I promise you everything!" Nonat, whose scalp was numb, shivered and backed away.

This is a lunatic, a murderer!

Why do so many people worship her?

They're all crazy, they must be all crazy...

When a person questioned the madness of the crowd, either he was alone, or he was really crazy.

Obviously, Nonat belongs to the latter.

"Okay, be a man." Radon took Nonat by the collar and threw him to his subordinates.

The war has reached a stalemate.

Monsters are constantly being killed and reborn, and the barriers erected by humans remain motionless, monsters can't get out, and humans can't do without either.

"I will always be with you." This was the promise that bastard woman had made to her.

But it is not an oath, so it can be easily violated.

Yes, the words of the dark mage cannot be trusted, and she will not be deceived again.

After two full years of absence, after returning to the familiar castle again, Radon heard the liar's complacent answer.

"I'm good at calculating."

That's right, Radon nodded. She admitted that this sentence was right and stepped out of the corner, walking in front of the woman.

She responded approvingly, "You're a shrewd fart."

The woman's smug smile suddenly froze on her face, she didn't understand, did she make a mistake by flushing the toilet today?

Why do both of them like to compare her like this?

"Swearing is not good." Of course, this is what Yin Shaoqing cares about the most.

How can a just and honest knight, that is, the most noble and powerful hero in the future, be full of swear words?

This will leave an excuse for those despicable villains to be used by them for repeated ridicule.

"Do you care about me?" The 1.9-meter-tall woman was imposing. She pulled the heavy stone chair with one hand and sat on it with a big face.

She threw aside the manners and manners taught to her by the beautiful woman opposite her.

Seeing this, Yin Shaoqing was hesitant to speak but stopped, stopped talking but then wanted to, and Ladong, who watched over and over again, became anxious.

She simply ignored the woman's reaction, just put her hand against her cheek and leaned back on the chair.

As if reminiscing with an old friend, he said lightly: "Don't look at me like that, those cumbersome etiquettes can't guarantee my survival on the battlefield."

When the monster rushed up to gnaw off her head, would she bow down to salute it and let the other party lightly bite?

Whoops, what a joke.

"What's more..." La Dong straightened up, leaning forward to expose the blood and danger in her eyes to Yin Shaoqing.

"You are no longer my master."

When the liar let go of her hand and sent her to the battlefield, when she struggled to retrieve the broken collar and repaired it but put it on her own hand at night, when she couldn't leave her body for a moment, Radon was gone. I like this "selfish" woman.

This is really heartless, the pale woman has to admit that her heart hurts.

It was like being stabbed and gouged with a sharp weapon.

When Radon was pushed away by her, he probably felt the same way.

"Your revenge succeeded." Yin Shaoqing had given up on being a good person.

She wants to be a complete scumbag, so scumbag that Radon can't bear to leave, or...

"Shut up." Radon said boldly.

She frenziedly taught this woman who could still fight against the devil even though she was backlashed by the barrier, her superior appearance really made Yin Shaoqing's hands itch.

The long-lost haze appeared in the devil's gilt eyes, which made Radon excited.

She intensified to stimulate the female liar.

"You are really a stupid and holy mother." After throwing away the obedient and dull, the current half-devil is cunning and arrogant.

"Everything you do is useless." She jumped wildly on Yin Shaoqing's bottom line.

She succeeded, and the long-sleeping demon opened her tyrannical blood-red eyes.

The golden flames attacked the impudent traitor without mercy.

Yin Shaoqing's face was gloomy and terrifying. After the flames burned the walls of the castle, almost most of the civilians imprisoned in the castle saw the scene of the cruel tyrant trying to kill their hero.

"do not want!"

The screams and shouts of the people can't stop the demon's rampage.

Even she smiled with pleasure at the sight of the great witch dying in her flames.

Radon's long sword was forged by the goblins. It is said that they forged it with the bones of strange beasts in the abyss.

The animal bone is taken from the end of the wing bone, the place where the wind rises, where it has been kissed by the wind, endowed with the power of freedom, enough to break through the haze and darkness and let the free wind sweep the filthy chaos.

Tch, liar.

The half-demon who leaned back on the stone chair looked at the flames that rushed towards his face without moving.

Facing the scorching flames that distorted the space, she even had time to distract herself.

I still remember that the last time I faced the flame was in that tavern. Of course, the releaser of the flame is dead now.

"What should I do?" The fat civet cat, who was hiding in Yin Shaoqing's soul and watching the excitement, gloated a little.

"Even if you take out the wing bones and give them to the goblins to forge a sword that can stop all flames, your half-demon doesn't want to use that sword."

Especially rebelling against her master with that sword.

Yin Shaoqing gritted her teeth secretly, she was very angry, very angry.

Could it be that she didn't act scumbag enough?

Why can't Radon have the consciousness to kill a scumbag?

As long as she raises her sword against her, cleaves the flames and thrusts the blade through her heart.

Then, she can take the opportunity to transfer all her power to Radon.

Of course, in the eyes of those common people, the tyrant tried to kill their hero, but she was killed by the hero in embarrassment.

Look, what a happy ending.

But now, Radon obviously doesn't seem to accompany her to continue this perfect plan.

"Come on, don't hesitate, kill me." That half-demon has gone mad.

She even rushed towards the flame excitedly, and Huolili's pupils became brighter against the background of the flame.

She laughed in a low voice, and tears flowed from the laughter.

"Just like you pushed me away before, come on, do it~"

This damned woman is pushing her!

When did Yin Shaoqing fall into such a predicament?

Flame, like a woman's determination, was suddenly deflated.

Looking at the extinguished golden flame, Radon, who stood only two steps away from Yin Shaoqing, sneered coldly.

"coward."

You don't even dare to hurt her, so why pretend to be a scum?

The dark mage who had given up on himself pursed his lips, and looked away, not looking at Radon's extremely oppressive eyes.

Scold it, scold it, come on, scold it whatever you want.

Just give her a sword at the end.

The great magician who rebounded subconsciously stroked the collar on his wrist.

There were raised lines on the repaired part, the more Yin Shaoqing stroked it, the more she wanted to put it around the neck of this daring half-devil.

She also learned to be rebellious, she is really a poor woman.

It's okay to accidentally step on the bottom line, but it's not good to keep jumping on it.

Radon, who has a deep understanding, decisively shows weakness.

She suddenly turned her head away and said abruptly, "I forgive you."

"What?" Yin Shaoqing looked back at the blushing, shy woman in astonishment.

What does it mean to forgive her?

Yin Shaoqing was impatient, she wished she could knock open the skull of this silly, sweet woman, and see if the words "Love Brain" were engraved inside.

She pointed at the monster scales under Radon's eyes, emphasizing every word clearly: "I turned you into a half-demon, and you still want to forgive me, what kind of virgin are you?!"

What kind of stupid idea is this? ! !

Yin Shaoqing was paralyzed, she never expected that Radon would play cards so unreasonably.

Her long-lost feeling of panic came again.

Damn it, her plan won't fail again, will it?

"Snow." However, Radon, who did not answer the question, suddenly looked directly into Yin Shaoqing's eyes, and said softly, "My new name."

Xueguo's Xue, on the day she was abandoned, she changed her name while walking in the smoky fight.

"?" Yin Shaoqing was completely confused.

What does Radon want to do?

"Only after peeling, soaking, praying and other heavy treatments can the snow fruit be stimulated to the greatest medicinal effect and become the most valuable potion." Radon said a lot in one breath.

She, who was deprived of reason by the blood of the monster, no longer stumbles and speaks.

Of course, uttering these words so fluently is the result of her day and night practice.

These are the words she wanted to say to her liar a long time ago.

"Xueguo's snow suits me very well."

In the past two years, she has thought a lot. If there is no sound to inject her with magic blood, after turning her into a half-demon, she will see many people clearly, and after experiencing many hardships, she will have her own sword edge.

Then, she is probably another Salahmi now, and she has long since died in the war of interests of the Holy Court.

Without a sound, he died without any resistance.

Instead of being reborn after a painful struggle like now, standing on the throne and being praised by others.

However, the woman who was determined not to speak just looked at her silently, without responding at all.

To be honest, if there is no revelation of the future, she will definitely kill this bastard woman.

But now, hmph, she has a hundred ways to make a woman subdue her.

For example, Radon took off her robe and laid across her white and strong back, tearing from her right shoulder to her left waist, exposing the huge wound that penetrated her entire body to her master.

The already crazy half-demon raised his chin triumphantly, as if showing off.

Look, this is what happened to her when she provoked the female monster.

She is going to die, will this woman still keep silent?

If possible, the devil's tail would probably wag behind Radon.

"Fuck!" The humanized system finally couldn't help but swear.

What kind of ghost scene is this?

Two lunatics were betting their lives, but apparently the dark mage who had the most concerns lost the bet.

An overwhelming black fog enveloped the entire Narheim continent, and thunder and lightning frantically jumped and galloped among the clouds.

The golden eyes of the tyrant should be completely filled with blood.

If Radon had an accident, she would destroy the entire continent and be buried with her.

The woman hugged the smiling half-demon, her blood-stained hands desperately cast healing spells on her back, non-stop, non-stop, non-stop!

La Dongming knew that she would be punished by her master for hurting herself, but she dared.

This is her revenge, ah, it's just the first step.

There are still important events that have not been played.

Radon felt the cold trembling hands behind him, and couldn't help squinting his eyes happily.

I really hope that her master will be stronger, at least until her revenge is over.

However, she overestimated her master's ability to bear it.

"It's over..." The fat civet cat, who was huddled in the corner of Yin Shaoqing's soul, murmured to himself with his eyes straightened.

Its host is crazy.

The tyrannical emotions that are strong enough to affect it all speak of the madness that destroys everything.

Go fuck missions!Fuck the future!Fuck fate!

With red eyes, the woman hugged her beloved, frantically treating the fatal wound.

If something happens to Radon, she will definitely destroy this mission world and be buried with her!

She swears!