Ai Yu folded his hands, bowed sideways, and said softly, "Please."
However, before she could finish her words, Camellia's arrows darted towards her like lightning. Ai Yu quickly raised her hand and gently touched her throat. Then, her lips curled slightly, she smiled at the many star beasts: "Sometimes, I really think you're all quite cute."
At this moment, Ai Yu's whole body suddenly became stiff, as if bound by an invisible force.
That was Sariel, one of the team leaders, who controlled time just like Murong Qingli.
The flaming arrow was about to pierce Ai Yu's throat, but surprisingly, it stopped in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, in the surprised gaze of everyone, Ai Yu regained his ability to move.
The white wings behind her suddenly spread open, like white clouds covering the sky and emitting a dazzling light. Countless black feathers shot out like sharp arrows, each one seemingly possessing life, landing precisely on the vital spot of a captain.
Ai Yu slowly raised her hands to cover her mouth, blinked playfully, and then let out a mysterious and ancient hum from her throat.
As her voice rang out, the entire space seemed enveloped by a strange force, filling people with an inexplicable sense of fear and awe. She took a slight step to the left and saw the body of a group leader instantly cut into pieces, blood splattering everywhere, a horrific sight.
"Do you really think that being dragged into your fantasy world will stop me from singing?" Ai Yu chuckled, her tone filled with disdain and ridicule. Her laughter echoed in the air, chilling people.
Ai Yu stretched out his hand and grasped one of the medium-sized bronze pieces. A hint of teasing flashed in his eyes: "Do you feel like you can't move at all now? Hehehe..."
She applied a little pressure with her fingertips, and the bronze was crushed as easily as a mosquito, leaving only a trace of blood on her fingertips. Ai Yu dipped her fingers into the sea to wash them, as if she was disgusted by the dirt.
Then, a strange sound came out of her throat again, and along with this sound, the rest of the captains were cut into pieces one after another, without any power to resist.
Ai Yu stood there quietly, looking at everything in front of him, with no expression on his face.
What's the point of killing them? If the key people are not killed, they will not die.
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Not long ago, the Qian family.
Logically speaking, Qian Cheng, who is extremely familiar with his home environment, can find his way even with his eyes closed, let alone taking the wrong path or getting lost.
However, now, the corridor seemed to be infinitely stretched and there was no end to it.
Qian Cheng was running around and fleeing in a panic in the gorgeous mansion, his heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his throat.
This mansion is magnificent, spacious and luxurious, with golden and magnificent decorations everywhere. It should be a warm home, but at this moment, Qian Cheng feels a strong sense of oppression that is difficult to escape.
He didn't know when he was trapped here, nor did he know what the situation outside was like. Could it be that it had become like this since Ai Yu asked him to leave?
Qian Cheng tried hard to recall every detail, trying to find a way to leave and an exit, but no matter which direction he went, the scenery he saw was exactly the same, as if he was trapped in an endless loop.
Every time when he thought he had gone a long way, he would end up back at the starting point - the door of the study.
He passed through those exquisite doors and windows again and again, but found to his despair that they all led to the same room without exception...
"Is it an illusion? Or a dream?" Qian Cheng hesitated for a moment. He had tried self-harm to decipher the code, but still couldn't get out. What was going on? He didn't know what was going on outside.
Qian Cheng, exhausted physically and mentally, slowly reached out to hold onto the flowerpot beside the corridor, then slowly sat down. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in his heart and let his breathing gradually stabilize.
Tell yourself that you must stay calm and never panic.
In the current complex situation, only by staying calm can we think of ways to deal with it.
According to Ai Yu, she should be in an invincible state and there is no need to worry too much.
Moreover, he has already conveyed all the matters that need to be instructed to Zhao Liuer. Unless time goes back, there should be no problems with these arrangements.
Then, according to Ai Yu's inference and his own understanding, the people who came to surround him might not be too powerful. Thinking of this, Qian Cheng felt a little more at ease.
At this moment, Qian Cheng keenly discovered that the carpet on the ground seemed to be stained with some blue unknown liquid. He squatted down and took a closer look, then smelled it from a distance, but there was no smell.
There shouldn't have been this liquid just now.
So……
Qian Cheng stood up, kicked the vase to the ground and broke it, then picked up a flower and pinned it to his chest, creating a chaotic scene, and left a petal in front of one of the doors.
After doing all this, Qian Cheng tiptoed towards the door opposite the petals.
Just as Qian Cheng closed the door, the door on the left was opened by a blue slime. It squirmed and looked around at the scene. "Hmm? Has anyone found Qian Cheng yet?"
He saw a petal near one of the doors and walked in that direction.
After a while, a captain with three lion heads on his head walked out from one of the doors. He held a staff in both hands, and his lower body was like an octopus, with four tentacles moving alternately, and a lush beard hanging on his chest.
Looking at the tragic scene, the lion scratched one of the heads with its free hand.
The first one said, "This is the trace of twenty-one. Go to the door with a petal on the door."
The first three said, "I'm afraid you were tricked by that kid. There's also a faint floral scent on the other side of the door you mentioned. It must be a simple visual confounding trick. You should trust your nose."
Lion Head stroked the hair on his chest and pondered for a moment: "Okay, I'll listen to the third brother."
Qian Cheng didn't walk out of the right door until the two captains left. Looking at the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but frown.
Then he touched his chin, thought for a moment, and walked towards the door on the left.
Qian Cheng has always had pretty good luck. Even if he occasionally encounters some bad luck, they are all trivial matters that will not have much impact on him.
He is a lucky man favored by Xila.
When he pushed open the door on the right, he found that the scene inside was no longer the same as before. Instead, a red-haired woman in a cheongsam was standing there quietly.
She has a graceful and beautiful figure, especially her slightly upturned lips, which exude an indescribable charm.
When the woman noticed the door was open, she gently turned sideways, leaning half of her body against the door, while holding up her chest with her hands, with a hint of obvious teasing in her voice:
"Finally...finally seeing you, Xila."
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