It is the true ending that both the author and the female supporting role are happy

The sky was dark, the clouds were overwhelming, and the cold wind was whistling and hitting in the dark alley, which seemed to indicate some kind of ominousness.The alley is quiet, only the sound of uneven and somewhat hasty footsteps constantly ringing out, like the heels of shoes rubbing against the ground, very hasty, da da da, da da da, revealing that there is still time here. There are a few living people.

It was very abrupt, first there was a puff, some liquid sprayed on the body, it was warm and sticky, almost at the same second, there was only a sound of a blunt instrument falling, followed by a plop, there was something huge The object hit the ground... Several thugs were frightened by the successive sounds, and their muscles tensed and stopped.

Pu Tong—Pu Tong, the fast-paced disorder, I don’t know whose heartbeat, in the dark, looking at each other, unable to see each other’s faces, only to realize that there is a distance of one person’s width between each other, the boss walking in the middle Disappeared very strangely.At the same moment, a terrifying thought flashed through everyone's minds.

One of them froze on the spot, clenched his hand holding the wooden stick, raised his other hand, which was almost incompetent, and wiped his face, which was sticky and smelled of rust. He tremblingly held his hand in front of his eyes, Eyes widened, bright red.

His hands were shaking non-stop, his legs were almost limp, and his rough face was filled with horror. A second later, he yelled, almost hysterically...Killed!

Killed... People... Killed...

The echo of broken gongs and drums struck and dissipated on the wall.

Subconsciously, there were only two groups of people in the alley, and it was impossible for Yu Wenjue and his gang surrounded by them to kill them unless there was a ghost, so he yelled out of course.

The other companion was quite calm. He twisted his stiff neck with difficulty. In the dim light, he saw a large puddle of unknown liquid spreading rapidly behind him, and a corpse that was split in half along the head... , the internal organs were shattered all over the place, and next to the corpse, a wooden stick fell to the ground, turning left and right in circles.

The scene reappeared: Yu Wenrui flashed behind several people holding wooden sticks, and struck the most aggressive lightning strike at the back of the trafficker boss, splitting the people in half, warm blood mixed with flesh The last star splashed on the faces and bodies of the two tall and strong men on the left and right sides. The wooden stick fell from the hands of the corpses, and the corpses of the big men fell down.

Most of the human traffickers are awakened people with low abilities or relatively strong unawakened people. They are marginal figures living at the bottom of the society. , their boss was struck dead by a bolt of lightning in an instant, and died silently.

In the silent night, the sound of rustling footsteps came from behind the remaining five people. Step by step, they knocked on their hearts very strangely, fast and slow, making them almost suffocate.One of the brave ones turned his head reluctantly, and saw a small figure with disheveled hair and a vague appearance.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was wrong, but when he took a closer look, the small figure seemed to be getting closer. It was actually a little girl, with a few strands of hair covering her slightly pale cheeks. Feiyang, she is wearing plain colored underwear, the corners of her clothes are fluttering, the corners of her mouth are slightly slanted, and she is still smiling?

"Brother...it's a, it's a little girl! It seems...it's a female ghost!" He poked the strong man next to him, swallowed his saliva, and whispered with some difficulty.

Plop, plop, the sound of kneeling on the ground one after another: "Master female ghost, please spare my life, Mr. female ghost!" Begging for mercy one after another, incoherent.

"Hehehehe...hehehe..." Yu Wenrui saw that the appearance and atmosphere created by his quick wit had achieved the effect, he lowered his voice very cooperatively, laughed wildly, and the horrifying echo made everyone break out in a cold sweat.

"Master female ghost?" One of the strong men asked tentatively.

"You have committed a lot of evil, and your subordinates have countless souls. Please spare your life? It's too late!" Suddenly, the alley was blown by strong winds, and the dust on the ground was swept up and thrown down.

Yu Wenrui deliberately elongated his voice, with a blank expression on his face, and said in his heart: "See if my handy element doesn't break your nerves!"

The strong wind blew unscrupulously on the bodies of the five trembling people. The pale ghost coins and yellowed talisman paper surrounded the five people. Some of them lost their hair all over the place and became bald. One eyeball, some people lack ears...

"Look, my brothers and sisters, those slaves who were tortured to death have come to seek revenge on you!" Get some fake paper money and some serious information to send you!

"Help, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!" They really thought that there were ghosts looking for their lives all around them, and they ran away in fright.

Enough playing and having fun, Yu Wenrui killed several people with a lightning bolt, took off the clothes of one of them and hung it on his hand in disgust, and set fire to the corpses with a blank expression. Once the ashes are removed, when the wind blows and the water washes away, there is nothing left.

Clean up the site neatly.

"Are you afraid?" Yu Wenrui approached Yu Wenjue, and gathered a small flame to illuminate her fingertips. After seeing her brother clearly and seeing that he was not injured, she looked directly at him, and the flame swayed left and right under the blowing of the wind with.Her surroundings seemed to be enveloped in the smell of blood, but due to the fireworks at her fingertips, it was covered with a layer of warm red light.

It's kind of like - black and white wings, the angel of death.

"Not afraid, if my sister is here." His eyes were full of trust and dependence.

"That's good." Oh, she thought that he would be afraid of her because of this.

"This man is useful, take him back." He casually threw the clothes to Yu Wenjue and asked him to put them on the unconscious boy. All three of them covered their veils, and the two carried the boy away quickly under the cover of night.

The alley was quiet, without a single person, as if what happened just now had never happened. Of course, if one insists on ignoring the extremely faint smell of blood in the air...

In Yu Wenrui's room in the inn, a skinny young man with a pale face was lying on a wooden bed.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Wenrui looked at Yu Wenjue who was in a daze, and asked suspiciously. From just now to now, nearly half an hour, Yu Wenjue has been sitting on a chair looking out the window in a daze, wondering what he is thinking.

"Sister, I'm so useless!" He muffled,

"Ok?"

"I'm too weak. In the situation just now... six people, I have been practicing low-level fire elemental magic for more than half a month...but I have failed repeatedly, and I still need you to save me!" At the end, he was a little excited.

"We have to eat one bite at a time. Nothing can be done overnight." She didn't comfort him, but told him not to rush for quick success.

The protagonist Yu Wenfeng in the original book, it takes three months for him to be proficient in the low-level magic of any element. With a talent like Yu Wenjue, half a month of practice has reached half-baked magic, which is not bad. Given time, he will definitely be able to success.

"What about you, sister, are you gifted? From the very beginning, the element of thunder, element of wind, element of fire, element of water... You haven't practiced for long like me, but I know yours. In my eyes, you Never failed!" He said firmly.

"The practice time is not long?" She asked back, "I started to memorize the types of magic when I was in the palace, before you were born, and then I must practice the use of magic every day. It has been nearly five years now, you Say I haven't practiced for long?"

After Yu Wenjue listened, he remained silent for a long time, and then he clenched his fists, as if he had made a decision: "Sister, can Dongfang Min come out?"

"Little ghost, what do you want me to do?" Dongfang Min stood in the shadow of the corner and said.

"You are in Xizhou, don't you have a stronghold? Take me there, I want to become stronger!" After he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Wenrui, wanting to ask for her approval.

"Yes, when are you going to leave?" Yu Wenrui nodded happily, without any hesitation, her younger brother finally took the first step towards self-reliance.

"I plan to leave tomorrow, it's my sister..." Yu Wenjue's eyes were full of worry, Yu Wenrui was alone here, he was worried.

Yu Wenrui smiled mysteriously: "Me? It's okay, I'm safe here."

"Little devil, don't worry about it, your sister is so cunning, how could something happen!"

"Go back and pack your luggage and go to bed early!" Yu Wenrui pointed to the boy on the wooden bed, signaling that he still had things to deal with.

The door of the room creaked shut, and after the sound of Yu Wenjue's footsteps disappeared, and the sound of opening and closing the door came from the next room, Yu Wenrui said leisurely: "Don't pretend when you wake up, open your eyes." The frequency can roughly feel that someone has woken up, and Dongfang Min uncharacteristically called Yu Wenjue "little devil" instead of his name, there must be something wrong.

The young man on the bed opened his eyes in an instant, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

The young man barely sat up straight, and quickly looked around. He has delicate features and a thin body. If you ignore his disheveled face and messy hair, he can be regarded as a handsome young man.

"How much have you heard?" She asked without answering.

"How much have you heard? You defeated those six human traffickers with so many elements, I guess you saved me; I heard you say that you seem to have stayed in the palace for a few years, and now you look like you are only five or six years old I still know the news that two children left the palace privately on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I guess you are..."

Yu Wenrui.

The boy fell silent, and mouthed her identity.

"Did anyone tell you that if you are too wise to be close to a monster, you will be turned against you when you know too much. If you know too much, you will be silenced...En? Yang Mujin, Mr. Yang." She smiled and revealed her identity as a teenager without any pressure.

"Oh? Really, then how did you know my identity?" The young man didn't take it seriously, his voice was weak, but his eyes were full of surprise and interest.

In the air, the eyes of the two clashed fiercely, and neither of them convinced the other.

"Slaves in the black market cannot be bought and sold openly. They must be the blood of powerful and powerful people with special identities. You speak with the accent of the Gyeonggi region, and you know the exact identity information of some people in the palace. I left the palace years ago. Not long before I left, Mr. Yang seemed to have been ordered by the emperor to implicate the three clans because of his outspoken admonitions, and he was asked to be executed shortly after the year...The dignitaries of the capital, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who could it be?"

The boy lowered his head pretending to be frustrated: "Are all the people in the royal family so perverted and precocious? They're not cute at all!"

"Alright Mr. Yang, we should have a talk."

"What is there to talk about between you and me, Third Princess?" He gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Wenrui with hatred.

Yu Wenrui didn't seem to see the real gaze of the boy opposite: "We have a common enemy, don't we?"

The emperor, queen, orchid concubine.

She imitated the appearance of a teenager and made mouth shapes.

The author has something to say: slightly bloody.

There is a question in this chapter. I want to know whether the body is stiff at the moment of sudden death or is it different in different situations?Then, should the wooden stick in the hand of the trafficker who was caught off guard be held in a rigid position before the body fell down, or should it fall off?

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Farewell~