I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

A ray of light cut through the darkness, and Yan Mobai suddenly realized that he had forgotten something extremely important... This thing was enough to disrupt all his plans.

Because of his body refining and pill-making, his luck was greatly reduced by the Heavenly Dao. Even without the extraction of the Life Stone, he had already fallen to the point of being despised by all things in the world.

After the life stone was extracted, his luck was even more stretched. In order to avoid the thunder, the luck required was far more than just one person's.

It was already a stretch to provide luck for two people, not to mention that the luck he needed was twice that of a normal person. In order to give him enough luck, Yi Niaoniao probably used the forbidden luck-granting technique for him three times.

The kiss between them now... was the third exchange of breath.

Yan Mobai had made some speculations and knew that Yi Niaoniao would pay a heavy price for using her life magic twice, but she would not die, so he felt at ease to accept Yi Niaoniao's blessing.

But if it's three times...

Does she still have a chance to survive the thunder?

Yan Mobai felt a chill in his heart. How could he forget such an important thing?

He has never been a careless person, let alone such a life-and-death matter.

It seemed as if there was some mysterious force obstructing his thinking and leading his thoughts astray.

There is no doubt that this is also a way of destiny.

A command from the enemy.

Yan Mobai became more and more certain that even if the person behind the scenes was not from the Tianji Sect, he was definitely deeply involved with the Tianji Sect.

He felt the sweetness and softness of the girl's lips and tongue. At the same time, the malice towards him in the world was rapidly diminishing.

She was bestowing good luck upon him continuously.

I can't go on like this...

If she continues to accept Yi Niaoniao's luck, she will most likely be unable to resist the thunder and turn into ashes!

If she dies, what will happen to Yu Luo?

Even if she couldn't survive the disaster, Yi Niaoniao could still take Yu Luo out of the city, but if Yi Niaoniao died, what would Yu Luo do!

Yan Mobai wanted to push Yi Niaoniao away, but he couldn't. Only then did he realize that the girl in his arms was a spirit cultivator who stood at the top of the Nine Continents. The reason why he could hold her in his arms and taste her at will was simply because... she was willing to give him everything.

Now she was about to entrust her most precious thing, the last thing she had left, into his hands.

Her life.

Thunder was brewing in the sky, and the breath exchanged by the kiss alone was not enough to complete the third blessing, but the girl still kissed the man she had chosen as her husband in ecstasy.

It was not until the last moment that she reluctantly parted with the leader.

The feet that were standing on tiptoe were finally put down.

Yi Niaoniao snuggled in her lover's arms, like the little vixen she had envied countless times.

Today is the happiest day of her life.

She finally got to have her cake and eat it too.

Yi Niaoniao's face was as pale as paper, but there was a happy smile at the corners of her pink lips, and a trace of bright red blood was stained on her lips.

"Sir, you wanted to push me away just now...are you worried about me..." she asked in a low voice, stretching out her little hand and wiping away the blood oozing from the bite mark on Yan Mobai's lips.

"I am... so happy..."

The third blessing of luck is completed.

Yan Mobai really didn't understand what she was thinking. He hit the wall in the maze again, "Why do you do this?"

"Because, you are my leading man..."

The girl looked up at him infatuatedly, then suddenly got out of his arms and stepped back step by step. Yan Mobai's face was always reflected in her amber eyes. The wind blew her white robe, her light twin ponytails fluttered, and her petite figure was like a fragile feather.

"What a pity! I've been looking forward to this cake for so long, but I've only eaten it once..." The girl's voice was as soft as the wind.

“But it’s so delicious.”

The blood-red thunder that pierced through heaven and earth fell from the sky and enveloped her.

Chapter 104: Attracting Thunder

Yan Mobai touched the corner of his lips. The pain from Yi Niaoniao's little tiger teeth was still there, but the wound had healed and the blood had been wiped away by her delicate fingers, leaving his lips smooth and dust-free.

The scent of gardenia always lingered in his nose, and the softness of her tongue seemed to still remain in his mouth. The sweet taste of a young girl covered every part of his mouth, as if he could see that pretty rosy face as long as he lowered his head.

But his arms were empty.

The girl who just kissed him with her eyes closed and tiptoed was now burned by lightning and fire a few steps away. Although he had expected the ending, he did not expect it to be so sudden.

After using forbidden techniques three times, the calamity of thunder that followed was a never-ending battle. Even with her stunningly beautiful face, in the end, nothing was left but her body.

Yan Mobai silently watched the shadow floating in the blood light. If the thunder on the fat shopkeeper's body was like a trickle of stream, then this ray of lightning was like the Nujiang River flowing into the sea, pouring all the wrath of heaven onto the petite and weak girl.

Once Yi Niao Niao died under the thunderbolt, with only himself and Yu Luo's combat power at the Jindan realm, they would never be a match for the Tianji Sect.

But the girl was so sure that he could survive, as if she felt that he and Li Yulo still had some life-saving trump card.

Thinking of what Yi Niaoniao had just said, Yan Mobai realized that there were still many misunderstandings between them that had not been resolved.

He didn't know what the so-called cake meant, nor did he know what she meant by the male protagonist. He obviously had never had much interaction with her, except for the meeting by the Biluo Lake last month. There was only a glimpse of her many years ago. He looked at her from afar across miles of mountains and rivers. The childish girl secretly picked up the pill bottles he left behind and excitedly carried them into the house.

Since then, he has never met her in person again.

Unless something unexpected happens, he will never be able to see her again.

Yan Mobai walked to the blood-red lightning that was several meters in radius. Ordinary thunder struck in an instant and dissipated in an instant, but this lightning was continuous, like a thick vine hanging from the sky and continuously drilling into the ground, twisting wildly on the surface.

The lightning was as thick as blood, and pieces of residual fire splashed from time to time, quickly dissipating in the air like smoke. Standing outside, he could only see the gradually withering white robe. The aura emanating from the white robe continued to rise, and the spiritual fluctuations swept across the city. However, under the might of heaven, the monstrous cultivation that was enough to suppress one side still seemed so alone.

A few wisps of residual fire floated on his face and shattered like floating light.

These lightnings were just a spring breeze for Yan Mobai, but for Yi Niaoniao, they were the blazing fire of purgatory. They clung to her body like ants with sharp teeth and mouths, biting every piece of her skin, every drop of blood, every inch of her bones, but they just wouldn't let her die cleanly.

The body of the refined spirit allowed Yi Niaoniao to be reborn again and again, and to be burned to ashes again and again. The thick thunder and fire was her luck, as the firelight obscured the scene inside, so that her lover would not have to see her ugly appearance, but it was also her misfortune, as such a huge thunder was destined to not allow her to walk out alive.

The pain finally overwhelmed the girl. Her petite shadow drifted in the flames and she fell to her knees on the ground bit by bit.

A slender hand grasped the corner of Yan Mobai's clothes, and the familiar fragrance covered the scent of gardenia.

Yu Luo's little head rested sadly on his chest.

"Sister Yi...can you hold on?"

She could see that Yi Niaoniao liked the leader. She only gave him a light peck, but he hugged and kissed him for so long. The so-called kiss to exchange breath was clearly an excuse.

In the past, Li Yulo would never want to see the leader kissing another girl, but today she couldn't feel jealous at all. It was like seeing a bruised and battered puppy squatting at the door, begging for meat pitifully, and she couldn't bear to drive it away.

After escaping from Yuheng Xianzong, she clearly felt the deep love of the leader for her, and she was not worried at all that the leader would abandon her for another girl. What's more, Yi Niaoniao suffered a heavenly calamity just to save their lives... Why should she be jealous?

Yan Mobai squeezed her little hand silently.

He did not explain why he kissed Yi Niaoniao just now. Just as Li Yulo trusted him, he also believed that this well-behaved and sensible girl was not a jealous woman.

Looking at the increasingly weak white shadow in the thunder and fire, he knew that he had to do something now.

Without help from others, Yi Niaoniao was destined to die under this thunder, and there was no way the two of them could leave this small town safely.

In just a few breaths, Yan Mobai had figured out a way to break the impasse.

Even though... this would also bring him to the brink of death.

"I have a method that may be able to save Sect Leader Yi, but..."

The girl was stunned and looked up at him tremblingly.

Both the turn of the words and the serious expression on the leader's face gave her a bad feeling.

"I will bring the heavenly calamity upon myself, and I have no assurance that I can survive it." He said softly, "Whether Yan can survive the heavenly calamity or not, remember one thing. When the calamity fire dissipates, you must immediately deliver the life stone to Sect Leader Yi for me. There can be no delay. If I die, you must deliver my ashes."

"Master?!"

The girl's violet eyes suddenly widened, and her hands that were holding onto the corner of the leader's clothes clenched instantly, "I, I don't want the leader to die! No! No..."

Yan Mobai's expression remained unchanged. He let her pull at his clothes and said in a deep voice, "After rescuing Sect Leader Yi, don't make her angry. Tell her what I did and what I said, and ask her to secretly take you back to Yuheng Xianzong to find your master. She is the only one in the entire Jiuzhou who is willing and able to protect you."

"in addition……"

Yan Mobai looked deeply into the girl's wet eyes, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Suddenly, he held the girl's face and kissed her fair and smooth forehead.

Looking at the tears rolling down her tender face, he sighed, took her little hands that were clenched on the corner of his clothes, and gently took them down.

Amid the girl's sobs, he walked towards the life stones scattered on the ground.

Luck can be absorbed into the life stone, and naturally it can also be taken out.

These dice had absorbed the fortunes of gamblers before, but when the fat shopkeeper brought them over, there was nothing inside, obviously they had been taken out once.

Now, most of the luck of the three of them is in it.

After all, it is hard to go against the laws of nature, otherwise the world would not have listed the art of fate as a forbidden technique... What can save Yi Niaoniao is not to help her resist the heavenly calamity, but to use the luck in these life stones to help her reduce the wrath of heaven, and the thunder of the calamity will become a rootless duckweed.

The black jade dice have a dark color. Holding them in the hand, one can neither feel the luck in the body being absorbed by them, nor can one feel the luck in the dice overflowing and feeding back to the body. It is as ordinary as ordinary black jade.

Yan Mobai had anticipated this.

If these dice absorb luck and then release it casually, it would be like fishing with a straight hook. The fish bites the hook and runs away in the blink of an eye. Wouldn't the enemies in the dark have worked in vain?

In order to take the luck out of the fate stone...

Next, he wanted to repeat what happened to Mr. Qian yesterday on himself.

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I'm afraid some versions can't see the note, so I'll leave a message here. This book will be updated daily until Jiuling Town ends, and will be updated once every two days. It will be finished.

Author's words: As mentioned above, before Jiuling Town is finished, I will still update normally as I said before. After Jiuling Town, I will probably update once every two days. It was slow to begin with, and it will be even slower later. It's all the author's fault. I'm sorry.

Including the books I wrote on other websites before, this book is the one that the author has devoted the most time and energy to among the four books. However, the result is that neither the results nor the reader stickiness match the efforts. At that time, I decided to stop writing after the writing of Jiuling Town. In fact, the author himself was very uncomfortable. I was deeply emo every day, especially after playing two games of Pesticide and then being forced to quit the Internet addiction, I was in a state of autism. I said that I didn't plan to force the ending, and I didn't want to kill the character I created with my own hands. In my heart, giving a character a rubbish ending is no different from drowning in a pit.

What happened after that... Because I considered that after publishing a chapter that was almost like an aborted comment, the readership, which was already small, would definitely drop a lot, so I couldn't make up my mind to continue writing.

But last night, stimulated by a reader, I realized that since stopping updating is more painful than continuing to write, I might as well choose the one with less pain. So the data doesn't matter. I still want to give the characters I have conceived a better destination, but at the same time I still hope to free up some time to write what I want to write. The content is a bit discordant, so it will most likely be posted in the place where the polished version was posted before.

Finally, the 20,000-word extra chapter of the clan leader will be finished tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Because it is a post-cheat of the clan leader requested by readers, there may be a little spoiler, so I will send two copies, one is the complete version and the other is pure SS. Just choose and read it when the time comes.

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Chapter 105: The Gambler

Yan Mobai had never heard of the forbidden weapon, the Life Stone, but after these two days, he had a rough guess about how to use it.

This thing will not actively absorb people's luck under normal circumstances. It is like an unlit fire bomb. In order to make it harmful, it needs a burning fuse.

This trigger can be a gambling game with high stakes, or any other time when luck fluctuates, such as the moment when Mr. Qian escaped death while lying on the bed in the clinic and the doctor reconnected the main pulse in his shoulder.

When the fuse is lit, the mystery in the life stone begins to work. If it can absorb 100% of the luck in total, it will stop when it absorbs 80%. This 80% is just enough to absorb most of a person's luck, but not enough to attract thunder.

If the Life Stone would cause a lightning strike every time it was triggered, then Jiuling Town would be full of thunder pits and there would be no order at all.

The reason why Master Qian died under the thunder was because he always carried the dice with him, even when he left the inn, he still kept it with him. As a result, when the doctor was treating his injuries, the second absorption of the dice was triggered, and his luck was sucked away on the spot, and turned into ashes along with the dice.

Because of this, he was able to absorb 100% of the Life Stone in his body. As the saying goes, a full cup will tip over, and this Life Stone is like an overturned teacup, starting to use the luck in it to feed back to its owner. Yan Mobai was able to absorb the luck in the black sand and alleviate the disgust of the Heavenly Dao towards him, all thanks to this.

He guessed that the enemy's method of extracting the luck from the life stone was also to use 20% of the luck as a guide to extract 80% of the luck from the life stone. Perhaps the conditions for the second trigger would be much more stringent, ensuring that the scattered life stones would not be easily absorbed to full, and would contain 80% of the luck and then converge, leaving it for the enemy to pick up.

Yan Mobai looked at the densely packed ink-colored dice and the blood-colored dots engraved on them.

In order to take out the luck inside, he had to activate all the life stones and use the luck bestowed upon him by Yi Niaoniao to fill up the remaining 20% ​​of these life stones.

To do this, he must start a gambling game.

Yan Mobai picked up a piece of black jade and looked up at the majestic sun in the sky with his dark eyes.

Without a trigger like the fat shopkeeper, if he wants to activate so many life stones at the same time, his chips must be priceless, and the person on the other side of the gambling table must be rich enough to rival a country.

Yan Mobai didn't have that much silver as a bargaining chip, and there was no wealthy person nearby who could be his opponent. The gambling table was empty, and he was the only one sitting on the chair next to it. But everything he needed, he would let the person who was least likely to help him personally deliver it to him.

He raised his hand, grasped the hairpin that the Dark Moon Mask had transformed into, and suddenly pulled it off.