Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 107 How come you are more beautiful than my Angel Yan?
"It's over! I'm finished!" The first generation Rose's hands and feet were cold, and countless panic surged in her heart.

Her innocence was gone.

Gone!!!!
Yun Ming looked at her pale face and comforted her with a smile: "Don't be afraid!"

Then he stretched out his hand, and the "person" in the distance immediately exploded into a ball of bloody mist.

Haha! Those people are not human at all.

When Yunming arrived here, the lives within dozens of miles rushed to sacrifice their lives to welcome his arrival.

Those so-called "people" were just illusions created by Yun Ming to tease the first generation of Rose.

Seeing those 'people' turned into a cloud of blood mist, the bewildered First Generation Rose was extremely stunned.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

The first generation Rose, having regained her composure, erupted in anger like a volcano. She punched Yun Ming fiercely, her eyes flashing with red fury as she shouted, "This is all your fault! Hand over your phone!"

As she spoke, she frantically reached out to cover herself, trying to salvage a shred of dignity.

Yun Ming's eyes lit up when he saw this. Nothing could be more alluring than a woman holding a lute and half covering her face. He exclaimed in surprise, "You really understand men's minds!"

Then, he quickly took out his cell phone, pointed it at the first generation Rose again, and took various photos.

"I know nothing about you! Stop the fucking thing!"

The First Generation Rose's eyes turned red with anger. She screamed and pounced on Yun Ming like an angry lioness, roaring, "Hand over your phone, you bastard!"

Yun Ming held up his cell phone. Facing the fierce attack from the first generation Rose, he remained calm and cleverly avoided the opponent's attack with just a slight movement.

At this time, the first generation Rose had completely lost her mind, and anger clouded her mind.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky like a meteor, with white feathers fluttering in the air.

Teacher Yun, who was concentrating on taking the "collector's edition photo", was attracted by this scene and couldn't help but look up.

Yun Ming was stunned when he saw Angel Yan sitting on the ground weakly, covering her wound.

Angel Yan was also confused by the scene before him.

She looked at the first generation of Rose in shock, her mind full of questions: What's wrong with Rose? Why is she so bold without clothes? Who is this man?
The first generation Rose did not notice the arrival of Angel Yan. She continued to launch a fierce attack on Yun Ming, vowing to tear him into pieces and take back her phone.

However, Yun Ming easily avoided her attacks again and again as if he was strolling in the garden.

In Angel Yan's eyes, the two seemed to be playing a game of fighting.

She was shocked and muttered to herself: This is too fancy, isn't it? This is in the wilderness! Besides, aren't Qiangwei and Ge Xiaolun having an affair? What on earth is going on?
Angel Yan frowned slightly, her head feeling a little dizzy. She didn't want to delve too deeply into the complicated situation before her.

She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice carried a hint of reproach: "Could you please pay a little attention to your image?"

She doesn't play around any more.

But now that she is here, can you please not pretend she doesn't exist?
Hearing Angel Yan's voice, the attention of the first generation Rose was drawn to him.

She looked at Angel Yan in panic. After seeing that it was Angel Yan, the tension in her heart eased a little, but her face was still ashen. She shouted angrily: "Give me a piece of clothing! This bastard tore my clothes into pieces!"

"Ah?" Angel Yan was confused by the words of the First Generation Rose. She looked at the First Generation Rose blankly, as if asking: What are you talking about?
"Give me clothes quickly!" the first generation Rose repeated anxiously again.

"Where are your clothes?" Angel Yan asked subconsciously, her eyes full of confusion.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" The First Generation Rose roared angrily, "My clothes were torn by this bastard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ming suddenly reached out and hugged the first generation Rose.

The first generation Rose's body instantly collapsed, and the angry expression disappeared without a trace, leaving only confusion and emptiness.

Yun Ming temporarily put her consciousness into an illusion, and explained to Angel Yan with a smile: "She is a little reluctant to play this game with me, so she is a little angry."

"Is that so?" Angel Yan looked at the First Generation Rose in confusion. The furious expression just now had now become as calm as water. This rapid reversal made Angel Yan feel that something was very wrong.

Angel Yan frowned.

An ominous premonition arose in her heart. Could it be that Qiangwei was being controlled?
Angel Yan's face instantly became serious and she stood up immediately.

Seeing this, Yun Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said jokingly, "Did I just make things worse?"

Yan is quite smart.

This is all reflected.

But Yun Ming thought again: "But if it were me, I would probably pretend to be confused first and rescue the hostages quietly to avoid alerting the enemy. Maybe this would be better."

When Angel Yan heard this, her face suddenly turned cold. She quickly summoned her flaming sword, which was flashing with a blazing light, and held it tightly in her hand.

A fierce look flashed in her eyes as she shouted, "Who the hell are you? Let him go now, or you will bear the angel's endless wrath!"

Yun Ming smiled faintly, seemingly unmoved by Angel Yan's threats. He replied leisurely, "Who am I? Perhaps I can be said to be the 'whip-whipper' of Queen Kesha and He Xi."

As he said this, he couldn't help laughing, thinking about the beating of Kesha and Hexi.

The more he thought about the shock they had on their faces, the happier he felt and the more he wanted to laugh.

Happy, glad, excited.

Angel Yan: "????"

She had no idea what Yunming was talking about.

How can you be like a madman?

But the other party could actually say the names of the two angel kings. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Even the space-time gene fell into the hands of the other party, which is very telling.

Thinking of this, Angel Yan's face looked a little ugly.

In the past, she would not be afraid of any enemy.

But now she is injured and disconnected from the angels, and her strength has dropped to freezing point.

"Rose and Kai'Sa are not as pretty as my version, but you are prettier than my version." Yun Ming looked at the face of the first generation angel Yan and said softly.

"Her chin is so pointy! She looks a bit like an internet celebrity!"

Angel Yan: "????"

What on earth is this guy saying?
"But why did you, a bastard, swear an oath of protection to that idiot Ge Xiaolun? I'm so fucking upset!" Yun Ming's face suddenly became ferocious and full of violence when he looked at Angel Yan.

All good things should be his!

Angel Yan was stunned on the spot.

Before she could react, she felt a strong sense of suffocation.

The throat was strangled.

His head was pressed in front of Yunming. "You"

Angel Yan looked at the face in front of her in shock and anger, and she felt an extremely terrifying dark aura.

It was a twisted darkness, as if countless people were screaming in despair.

"Damn! How can you be prettier than my angel Yan?" Yun Ming questioned her.

"What do you think I should do with you?"

Yun Ming's fingers were locked on Tianshi Yan's delicate neck, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That smile was like a cold winter wind, gradually turning Angel Yan's originally fair face into a bluish-purple haze.

"Oh, that's ridiculous!"

Yun Ming swung his hand casually, and Angel Yan fell heavily to the ground like a fallen leaf blown by a strong wind, stirring up a cloud of dust and sand.

The next moment, a strong murderous intent surged like a tide.

Before he could react, a blazing fire blade appeared out of nowhere and pointed directly at Yun Ming's throat.

The flaming sword pierced through the seemingly solid neck, but not a drop of blood was splattered. Angel Yan witnessed this scene, covered in dust and in a mess, with disbelief and shock in his eyes.

"Illusion? How is that possible!" Her voice trembled, filled with disbelief and solemnity.

"I'm not an illusion!" Yun Ming sneered, and once again grasped Angel Yan's throat with his iron-like hands, his eyes revealing unquestionable power.

Looking at Angel Yan's eyes rolled up due to suffocation, he couldn't help but feel a little playful in his heart.

"You brag as soon as I let go, and roll your eyes when your neck is pinched. Your reaction is quite interesting." Yun Ming raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm.

Angel Yan struggled hard. Although he held the flaming sword in his hand, he forgot his previous determination because of the pain of suffocation, and his attack seemed pale and powerless.

Seeing this, Yun Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes swept over the naked first generation Rose beside him, and an idea came to his mind.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, accompanied by the violent release of spiritual energy and internal strength, the armor on Angel Yan's body instantly shattered and turned into fragments and scattered.

Immediately afterwards, a heart-pounding malice surged into her mind like a tide, directly impacting the depths of her consciousness.

Angel Yan let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if thousands of tentacles stretched out from the abyss, tightly wrapped around her limbs, and dragged her into endless darkness and terror.

When Angel Yan was completely controlled by the illusion, Yun Ming gently placed her next to the first generation Rose. The two stood side by side, and the scene was very interesting.

"Hehehe."

Yunming took out his cell phone.

"I wonder how you'll react when you see your own videos. Hehehe."

A low, sinister laugh was heard.

"..."

When Angel Yan and the first generation Rose slowly opened their hazy eyes, an intense feeling of soreness and weakness came over them like a tide, as if all the bones in their bodies were disassembled and reassembled. The dizziness was like a thick fog, tightly entwining their thoughts, making it so difficult for them to even breathe.

Then, an inexplicable intuition made them realize something at the same time, like some kind of resonance deep in their hearts.

Angel Yan involuntarily looked to the left, while the first generation Rose naturally turned to the right.

Their eyes met at a very close distance. At that moment, they were both shocked as if they had been electrocuted, as if they had suddenly woken up from a near-death dream, and their bodies sat up straight involuntarily.

However, the scene before them made their hearts sink to the bottom in an instant - both of them were naked, exposed to the air.

The embarrassment and shame almost suffocated them.

Especially the angel Yan, who has the ability of insight, was shocked to find that his originally fair and flawless skin was now covered with purple bruises, which was shocking.

The violent emotional fluctuations caused the unhealed wound on her abdomen to split open again, and blood gushed out. She almost fainted from this double blow.

"Is this... a dream?" The First Generation Rose's voice was as thin as a thread, and her face was as pale as paper. She muttered to herself, trying to find a trace of comfort from this absurd reality, but the waves of pain from her body mercilessly reminded her that all this was so real.

"What do you think?" A teasing and disgusting voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the tent.

The two of them looked up suddenly and saw Yun Ming leisurely lifting the curtain of the tent and walking in with a meaningful smile on his face.

"You bastard!"

"What on earth have you done to us?!"

Angel Yan and First Generation Rose's rage erupted like a volcano, their eyes burning with rage that threatened to devour Yun Ming. Although their rage nearly made them lose their minds, they instinctively searched for something to cover their bodies.

"Don't worry, I'll show you something good."

Yun Ming raised a playful smile and without further ado, he took out his cell phone. The picture on the screen made Tian Shi Yan's face turn pale in an instant.

"I will kill you!" Angel Yan roared and tried to get up, but the dizziness caused by the weakness of her body and the anger made it impossible for her to stand still. She was shaky and about to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Yun Ming was quick to support her in time, thus preventing her flawless body from coming into close contact with the dust.

In Angel Yan's eyes, Yun Ming's touch was tantamount to an extreme blasphemy against her.

Her anger erupted like a volcano, and she roared uncontrollably: "I will kill you, at any cost!"

The content of the video, like a sharp blade, cut through her sanity and pushed her to the brink of madness.

"With your ability, are you qualified to talk about it?"

Yun Ming was amused to the extreme. His fingers gently slid across Angel Yan's shocking wound, and then he punched her mercilessly, as if mocking her powerlessness and despair.

"what--!"

A shrill scream broke the silence in the tent. Angel Yan was overwhelmed by the sudden pain, and his consciousness seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"brute!"

The First Generation Rose's angry curses rang out like thunder. She tried her best to get up, but could only lie powerlessly on the edge of the bed, her eyes burning with raging rage and endless grief. Her blood-red eyes seemed to be about to drip tears of blood at any time, telling of the endless humiliation and despair she had endured.

Faced with this unprecedented humiliation, the First Generation Rose no longer had any desire to live. She coldly said, "Death, what's there to fear!"

Then, she gritted her teeth and resolutely activated the genetic self-destruct program.

In an instant, an indescribable pain swept through her body. Her face became distorted and hideous due to the extreme pain, as if she was experiencing the most cruel punishment in the world.

Although Yun Ming did not have the ability to see through dark data, he could not escape his perception of the rapid loss of vitality of the first generation rose.

He looked at the resolute figure of the First Generation Rose and couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise: "You don't want revenge anymore?"

He didn't expect that Qiangwei would actually commit suicide.

(End of this chapter)