Chapter 259: Backtracking

While the players were working hard to conquer the Bell Tower Town dungeon, Mo Yu was not idle either.

Taking advantage of the heightened emotions of players following the version 12 update, he and Leah gained another large wave of core energy, which just in time allowed him to try out new skills.

When Ialion came back from the city defense army training camp early in the morning, he was pinned down on the sofa by Mo Yu.

"I want to try the historical projection skill."

Mo Yu locked the door of the study room, and Shi Shiran came back: "In view of our follow-up plans, I think it is necessary to test the effect of this skill first when there is sufficient energy."

Ialien's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously.

"What are you going to do..." Ialien looked at the lord who was sitting on top of him, and struggled to say the second half of the sentence: "...experiment..."

"You know my character is not to fight unprepared battles. I have to answer the questions before the exam. As long as I have done enough questions, maybe I will be fooled when it comes to the exam?"

Mo Yufan looked at the skill description on the system: "Well, the system shows that it will have a better effect if it matches the forehead of the selected target. I don't know if you can control the 'history' range I project. Let's give it a try. Try it. Do you have any special memories? Try focusing on that memory."

Ialien lowered his silver eyes, all he could see was the lord's extremely close moving lips. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "How can you tell me to concentrate in this state..."

"Oh? What about this?" Mo Yu touched his chin, placed his hands on the back of the sofa over Ialien's shoulders, and lowered his head.

Ialien: "!!"

The soft lips parted with a light touch, but were caught again by the chasing knight. Ialien's hand involuntarily touched the lord's back, and their lips and teeth were intertwined, full of temptation and comfort, mixed with unquenchable desire.

Black hair intertwined with silver threads, swaying gently with the movements of the two people.

It took a while for the two of them to separate with unsteady breaths. The sinister lord licked the corner of his mouth, caressed the knight's face with his right hand, and said enigmatically: "Can you concentrate now?"

Ialien: "..."

——It’s better to say that now my attention is more completely focused on the wrong place.

Mo Yu leaned down again.

The knight raised his eyes and looked at his lord. Their foreheads touched each other, their silver eyes and black eyes looked at each other. As their breaths blended together, they slowly closed their eyes, and Mo Yu activated his skills.

——Historical projection].

Mo Yu felt that part of his spirit penetrated the two people's foreheads and fell into Ialien's world.

Like a falling leaf, he slowly landed on the quiet stream, getting wet bit by bit and sinking into a piece of 'history'.

Mo Yu blinked.

He was standing in a place that looked like an ancient Egyptian temple, surrounded by earth-yellow stone brick walls, with huge stone pillars and clay statues at regular intervals. The place where Mo Yu stood seemed to be a long corridor.

He lowered his head and looked at himself. His hands were translucent. Through his hands and robe, he could see the pattern of stone tiles on the ground and a slowly crawling insect.

"It seems that I am indeed just a projection." Mo Yu muttered, looking up at the skill time in the upper right corner of his field of vision (14:49].