"Xiao Jing, don't be afraid, it's okay..."
Song Leisen comforted him.
However, the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing extreme disbelief.
A ball of white flame quietly emerged from Song Wenjing's fingertips.
The milky white flame, with a few pink embellishments, is a dreamy color.
However, what it brought was... death.
A flame bloomed and split into two, instantly penetrating into the bodies of Song Leisen and Beibei.
The horrific high temperature caught the two of them completely off guard and they were roasted into charcoal in the blink of an eye.
Snuggle together.
The stench of barbecue filled the air.
Chu Yao almost vomited when he saw this scene.
Look at Song Wenjing again...
My mentality is about to collapse.
Unexpectedly, this game of "Who is the Undercover" has not ended yet.
What’s even more unexpected is that Song Wenjing will be the final boss!
The fire in her hand...
What is that fire?
How could the temperature be so terrifying?
After burning her uncle and aunt to death with her own hands, Song Wenjing turned to look at the other classmates, and bits of dreamy flames flew away.
The others were also turned into charcoal before they could even come to their senses and were still standing there in a daze.
Chu Yao watched all this in silence.
He clenched his fists tightly.
It’s not that I don’t want to rescue, but that there is simply no time to rescue.
What's more, how to save them?
Song Wenjing's flames were even more swift and terrifying than Liu Zijun's bullets just now.
Even I can't resist it.
Skin defense, muscle defense, and bone defense can block the attack of bullets, but they cannot block the burning of flames.
"Don't worry, I'm not a spy."
"I won't burn you either."
"Chu Yao."
What surprised Chu Yao even more was that after burning everyone else to death, Song Wenjing's face turned slightly pale, but she bit her lips lightly and spoke softly.
"and you?"
Chu Yao's mind was almost blank at this moment. Too many things happened tonight.
Before they knew it, the group of people who were drinking, eating meat, singing and laughing just now were now almost wiped out.
I thought it was a farewell.
Unexpectedly, it was really a farewell.
An eternal farewell.
"I'm not a spy. I'm just here for... revenge."
revenge?
Chu Yao looked at her with complicated eyes.
Song Wenjing walked towards this side step by step.
"What kind of place is the small world No. 0356 that you imagined? It should be a battlefield, right?"
"But that's my home."
Chu Yao's eyes became even more confused.
"Your home?"
"yes."
"Sixteen years ago, it descended upon the outskirts of Jiangcheng. Humans were the first to enter to explore, and they wiped out my entire tribe. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, I managed to sneak out, and after some effort, I became a member of the human race. Heh..."
Song Wenjing's voice was still soft, three parts choked with sobs and seven parts self-mockery.
"You...you are a native of Small World No. 0356?"
Chu Yao was surprised and suspicious.
I never expected that there would be natives in the small world No. 0356.
"Yes, later on, the Ancient Gods, the Mechanical Team, and the Silver Spirits all went in and fought a great war with humans. In my opinion, it was just a dog-eat-dog war."
"What you consider justice is nothing more than the justice of the victor. Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts."
"I originally wanted to go back with these two people to my hometown and kill them. Now that I have the opportunity, I will take action in advance."
As she spoke, Song Wenjing gently undressed.
"You...what are you doing?"
Chu Yao looked at her in disbelief.
We were talking peacefully, why did he start taking off his clothes?
On her smooth jade-like shoulders, beneath her snow-white skin, flesh began to wriggle.
After a moment, a pair of almost transparent wings quietly emerged.
At the same time, white fur began to grow all over her body, like a smooth fur coat, covering her entire body.
The figure that was originally covered by clothes also looks even hotter.
"Yu Ling!"
"Are you... a Yuling tribe?"
The scene before him gradually overlapped with what was recorded in the textbook, and Chu Yao blurted out subconsciously.
The Yuling tribe is one of the long-extinct biological races.
The timeline of their appearance should be traced back to at least a hundred years ago, and the existing records can be called archaeological discoveries.
However, it does exist.
The fur of the Yuling people is the best material for armor.
Chu Yao had heard of a famous piece of armor called the White Death. Its core material was feather spirit fur, and it had a built-in flying function.
However, Chu Yao never imagined that the girl sitting in front of him, who was usually shy and blushing, actually had such a bizarre identity.
No wonder she wanted to return to small world No. 0356.
"Are you going to kill me?"
Looking at her with burning eyes, Chu Yao asked in a deep voice.
This hatred is a blood feud that cannot be washed away.
If the human race wipes out an entire clan, who wouldn't be twisted and driven crazy?
However, estimating his strength, Chu Yao felt that he still had the strength to fight.
Silently accumulating strength...
"I don't want to kill you. If possible, I would rather sleep with you."
"It's a pity there's reproductive isolation, it's meaningless. Now, I just want to have a good chat with you so that you can remember me at my most beautiful."
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