Chapter 287 Yinger, Is that You?

"Yeyin" slapped Wen Xiaoai's Tianling Gai with the palm of his hand with an unavoidable pressure.

Wen Xiaoai raised her eyes subconsciously, looking at the slap falling straight down.

Originally, he was ready to sacrifice half his life and fight him to the death, but at the critical moment, the other party stopped.

"Yeyin"'s palm stopped two centimeters above Wen Xiaoai's head.

Wen Xiaoai felt the strong wind from that palm.

If this palm goes down, it will be destroyed even if it is not dead.

When Wen Xiaoai was wondering why the other party stopped suddenly, the unbelievable voice of "Ye Yin" rang out tremblingly.

"...Ying'er."

"Yeyin" looked at this little face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it, and couldn't believe his eyes.

Countless scenes of the two of them playing and laughing together flashed before their eyes.

Even after a thousand years, he still remembers it clearly.

Don't dare to forget.

"Ye Yin" froze in place, the murderous intent in his eyes had long since disappeared, only shock and disbelief.

After a long while, he slowly retracted his palm, turned to caress her cheek in disbelief.

His lips, his palms, and his whole body were trembling slightly with excitement and tension.

"...Ying'er, is that you?"

The moment he asked this sentence, his eyes were clouded with mist.

Tears of excitement and joy almost burst out of my eyes.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Xiaoai's shoulders, his eyes kept rolling on her small face, as if he was confirming something.

The face in front of me perfectly overlaps with the face in my memory and in my life.

It's her, it's his baby, it's really his baby, there's no mistake.

The mood of "Yeyin" ranged from shock to excitement to ecstasy.

He was so excited that he couldn't tell the difference between laughing and crying. He even made his expression stiff. He just kept staring at this face, and the tears in his eyes gathered more and more.

"Yinger."

"Ye Yin" suddenly reached out to hug Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai broke through his confinement at this moment, and hit him directly with all his strength.

"Ye Yin"'s body flew upside down, smashed through the balcony door, and finally fell hard outside the balcony.

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and "Yeyin" covered his severely injured abdomen, and looked at Wen Xiaoai in the room in disbelief. His eyes seemed to have suffered a huge injury.

No, she is not Yinger, she is not his Yinger.

It is impossible for Yinger to hurt him, it is impossible for Yinger to hurt him.

"Yeyin" slowly clenched his hands into fists, then propped his elbows on the ground, covered his abdomen with one hand, and stood up with difficulty.

He stood firm, channeled all his mana again, and was about to take Wen Xiaoai away and ask him clearly.

Wen Xiaoai no longer took Yeyin seriously, and even smiled triumphantly.

Yeyin was not her opponent, she was covering Yeyin's body - Yeyin's master, his current state was like his soul was out of his body, and he couldn't use much mana at all, and he was hit hard by her, so it was nothing to be afraid of.

Wen Xiaoai gathered the purple light in his hand, ready to take it down with one blow, but before he exerted his strength, he found that he could not move again, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Wen Xiaoai stared at Yeyin angrily.

Damn it, people in the Demon Realm are really shameless, they will use some shameful tricks.

"Yeyin" looked at Wen Xiaoai with extremely complicated eyes at this moment.

He stepped up and walked towards her slowly.

Seeing "Yeyin" getting closer and closer, Wen Xiaoai eagerly wanted to break through this confinement.

"boom."

A gunshot sounded suddenly, the bullet pierced the air, and flew towards "Yeyin" who was all focused on Wen Xiaoai

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

The sound of bullets entering the flesh sounded, blood spattered, and there was a blood hole in "Ye Yin"'s chest.

This is a fatal injury to ordinary people, but "Ye Yin" didn't take it seriously at all, he didn't change his expression, he didn't even bother to look at the wound.

His eyes were poisoned, and he stared resentfully at Jun Moyan who suddenly appeared at the door with a silver pistol in his hand.

Wen Xiaoai broke through the confinement again at this time, and quickly counterattacked with purple light in his hand.

"Yeyin" took a deep look at Wen Xiaoai who was attacking him again with complicated eyes, and finally his figure became illusory, turned into black smoke, and disappeared in place...

"Stinky bird, stop for this princess, you will pay for my milk."

Wu Hua: Due to busy schedules and time constraints, these two pages are rough, so I’ll edit them later~