Armor: Expelled and transformed into armor in front of the entire school

Duanmu Yan used the process of elimination to sort them out one by one.

Lingling, impossible, absolutely impossible, unless she's possessed by a supernatural beast.

Meizhen couldn't possibly join her team; she was more eager to live a good life.

Aunt Hui, it's still impossible for Minci.

Aunt Hui was like a mother to him, while Minci had barely met him more than a few times.

That's someone I don't know?

Duanmu Yan had an idea in mind: she needed to be wary of women who got close to her recently.

No matter what the reason is for someone approaching you, you should be wary.

"Duanmu Yan! I have to wash the dishes again!" Ma Lingling shouted from downstairs with her hands on her hips.

"Get down here right now! I was the one who swiped all the cards last week, it's your turn this week!"

Duanmu Yan looked utterly dejected; washing dishes was the thing he hated most in his life.

People in the film industry, could you please come out here? I need to find an excuse to avoid this.

He'd rather fight twenty alien beasts than wash twenty dishes.

Duanmu Yansheng walked downstairs with a sense of despair. As soon as he reached the bottom of the stairs, he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar face.

The man walked towards Duanmu Yan as soon as he saw her come down.

"Hello, I'm Bing'er, nice to meet you."

Duanmu Yan was stunned when she saw the slender hand reaching out to her. She raised her hand and then lowered it, but finally shook it.

Is this girl trying to flirt with me? She's so bold!

"Duanmu! Are you downstairs yet?" Ma Lingling came out of the kitchen wearing a pink apron.

He was stunned by the scene before him and stood there motionless.

Duanmu Yan looked at Lingling with an embarrassed expression and withdrew her hand.

"Lingling, it's me."

Ma Lingling snapped out of her daze and quickly stepped between the two to separate them.

"Duanmu! Why are you holding that girl's hand?" she pouted and said irritably.

A sour feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart.

“You’ve misunderstood. We don’t know each other, and it was I who reached out to shake Duanmu’s hand,” Bing’er said from behind.

Ma Lingling stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

You'd try to touch me inappropriately if I didn't even know you? What would happen if we did know each other?

"I've come here to have a talk with Mr. Duanmu. Please excuse me for a moment," Bing'er said coldly.

Duanmu Yan remembered that this woman was the one Bei Miao had let escape last time.

People in the film industry.

His gaze gradually turned cold as he recalled what the emperor had told him.

Be careful of the women around you.

Is this the woman they're talking about?

"Avoid? Why should I avoid it? I— um—"

"You've come to talk to me?" Duanmu Yan covered Lingling's mouth and said to Bing'er, "Then let's find a quiet place to have a good chat."

Ma Lingling pushed Duanmu's hand away, feeling incredibly wronged and disappointed. "Duanmu, you've only just met, and you already want to find a place..."

Her heart ached, and she couldn't quite describe the feeling.

Duanmu Yan patted her little head and said, "What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long?"

"We're just chatting. Go have some fun by yourself. I'll be back in a bit."

"No, the dishes in the kitchen haven't even been washed yet, and you're already going out with this woman?" Lingling said, pouting as she pulled him along.

Duanmu Yan turned to Bing'er and said, "You wait for me outside first, I'll be out in a bit."

Bing'er nodded obediently and walked outside, standing motionless by the door like a guardian deity.

Chapter 137 Cold and Ruthless Duanmu Yan

"Alright, your lips are so pouty you could practically spit out half a bowl of ramen," Duanmu Yan chuckled.

"Hmph, it's none of my business. If you want to go, go ahead. It's none of my concern," Lingling said irritably.

Duanmu Yan shook her head helplessly and whispered in her ear, "She's from the film industry. I'll go see what tricks she's up to."

Lingling looked at him in disbelief, then glanced at the door and pointed at Bing'er, "Her? Someone from the Shadow Realm?"

Duanmu Yan nodded: "That's right, otherwise do you think I would just go out with any girl?"

Hearing this, Lingling finally felt relieved.

The feeling of loss I had just felt vanished.

She winked at Duanmu Yan and chuckled, "Then you go ahead and do it, I'll wash the dishes."

After saying that, she hummed a song and skipped into the kitchen.

Duanmu Yan smiled with satisfaction; this girl could still distinguish right from wrong.

She treats all people, regardless of gender, the same as herself in the face of evil forces.

Even though she's someone who gets jealous so easily.

But after learning that Bing'er was from the film industry, he immediately stopped fooling around.

"Let's go."

As the two left the dumpling restaurant, two dark, shadowy figures floated in the air, watching their departing backs with sinister smiles.

"Is this the alien beast killing machine that the newspapers were talking about?"

"It doesn't look like much either," Badlands said dismissively.

Evilwood shook his head: "This kid does have some skill, otherwise Shadow Tyrant and the others wouldn't have fallen so quickly."

"However," he changed the subject, "I'm not afraid of him anymore, hehehe."

Evil Earth smirked: "He's all alone now, why don't we—"

He made a cutting motion with his palm on his neck, the meaning of which was very clear.

"No, no, no, the time is not right yet." Emu waved his hand and said, "We must prioritize the overall situation and not let the small matter of Duanmu Yan ruin the big picture."

Badland's eyes were deep as he thought to himself.

'Then I'll let you live a few more days.'

...

"You want to join us?"

"Well, I have nowhere to go now." Bing'er's expression immediately turned aggrieved.

There seemed to be tears glistening in her eyes.

He secretly thought about the foul water inside his body.

'I've heard that the Beast Killer Machine is indifferent to women and only has eyes for other Beasts; I wonder if that's true or not.'

'If that's the case, then this plan will be ruined.'

"Are you homeless?" Duanmu Yan asked.

"Mmm." Bing'er's voice choked with emotion, like a little girl who had suffered a great injustice.

He secretly chuckled to himself.

'They've taken the bait. Men are all the same, just like any other man.'

'Men on this earth can't stand seeing women cry, especially not such a beautiful woman.'

'So what if it's a monster killer machine? It's still completely infatuated with me, isn't it?'

"What does it matter to me if you're homeless?" Duanmu Yan said indifferently, "It's not like I'm the one who's homeless."

Bing'er was stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief.

What's going on? Don't you have any sympathy at all?

A beautiful woman is complaining to you, and you don't even offer her a word of comfort?

How could you say something like that?

This cold and heartless person.

Bing'er and Evil Water were truly shocked.

Ugly General was absolutely right; this guy only has eyes for mutant beasts.

Duanmu Yan wondered, is this really the woman the Emperor was talking about?

Without conclusive evidence, it is premature to draw conclusions.

However, she is probably not a monster, as she appeared in human form when she fought Bei Miao before.

Like west Zhao, he was probably an ordinary person who was captured and taken back by the Realm King.

"Shouldn't you be looking for west Zhao? What are you doing here looking for me?" Duanmu Yan asked.

Bing'er shook her head: "I also want to go there, but west Zhao is an armor summoner and I am just an ordinary person."

"Besides, he was already being ostracized there."

“I’m afraid I won’t be accepted by them.”

"Um... so what did you come to see me for?" Duanmu Yan asked, puzzled.

Bing'er remained silent for a moment, then looked at him intently.