I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 210 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (77)

"Miss Jiang!"

Hearing Hua Jingmian's heart-wrenching roar, Ye Zhao, who had his back to him, felt a little scared.

He knew that according to the clichéd routine, it would be like this.

Every time the protagonist fails to see what he should see, but sees what he shouldn't see, which leads to misunderstandings.

Such as "Please listen to my explanation" or "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."

But then again, from the scumbag's perspective, not seeing the most critical part is not a bad thing, but a good thing.

Thinking of this, he turned around mechanically, his eyes calm.

Hua Jingmian, who came injured, stumbled and saw this scene in time. He was heartbroken. Before he could touch "Jiang Zhaoyue's" body, it turned into dust and disappeared.

He was so angry that his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Hua Jingmian, calm down..."

Ye Zhao saw him coming and was not surprised at all. He just caught his falling body and tried to explain.

"Snapped!"

Hua Jingmian lost all her rationality. She forced herself to stand firm and pushed him away angrily, "Why did you kill Miss Jiang? Why are you here?"

"Tick!"

Hearing the clear sound of raindrops, he looked in the direction of the sound and his blood boiled.

Looking at his blood-stained sword, with blood drops dripping down the sharp blade and blooming into blood-red flowers, she drew her sword and stabbed him in anger.

Ye Zhao blocked with his sword, "That's not Jiang Zhaoyue, don't let anyone fool you."

"Heh." Hua Jingmian glared at him and said aggressively, "That's not her, then where is she really?"

Ye Zhao's body swayed and he was hit by a critical hit.

Did he mean to say that there were actually two numbers? One was his, and the other was also his?

No, no!

He still wanted to struggle to the death.

Ye Zhao tried to hint, "She is heading this way and will be here soon."

"Get out! She is obviously Miss Jiang. I will never mistake her scent and smell. Don't try to fool me!" Hua Jingmian bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to awaken his collapsed sanity.

Ye Zhao wanted to say, that is my clone and even if it is possessed by someone, it will be affected by his aura.

It's normal, man.

"Actually, she..."

"That's enough!" Hua Jingmian was upset and interrupted rudely, his heart and eyes filled with hatred. "I won't believe a word you say again!"

Ye Zhao almost gave a thumbs up.

We agreed that as long as you are willing to explain, the other party will listen, right?

Why don’t those who used to complain about TV dramas stop talking nonsense? What a joke!

Now when it happened to him, I realized that one wanted to explain, but the other didn't listen and kept interrupting and covering his mouth. There was nothing I could do.

"Even now, you're still shirking responsibility and trying to kill her with a pretext. How shameless!"

Hua Jingmian gathered his spiritual power and suddenly attacked Ye Zhao with a palm.

Seeing that he was overwhelmed by hatred, Ye Zhao struck out with a palm to dissolve the attack.

The huge and strong impact forced Hua Jingmian, who was furious, to retreat repeatedly.

Ye Zhao used ice silk to wrap around his entire body with lightning speed.

Ye Zhao told the truth, "You can't beat me."

"You're going to kill me too, aren't you?" Hua Jingmian struggled hard, the icy silk bindings tightening even more. Like a trapped beast, her eyes bloodshot as she fought back stubbornly. "You killed the only beauty in my heart. I want you to pay with your life!"

At this moment, even if the little bit of rationality he had left reminded him to restrain himself, it would be of no avail.

But emotionally he couldn't do it. There was a huge rock blocking him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His fists were clenched tightly, making a creaking sound. Hatred grew unchecked, mixing with murderous intent.

why!