"If you're afraid of being killed, just use a substitute to go in your place. Even if they catch up, they'll eventually find out it's fake."
The system issued a voice suggestion.
Yu Yao was momentarily startled, substitute? Where would she find a substitute?
Suddenly understanding the system's meaning, she quickly opened the system mall and directly searched for the word "substitute".
Indeed, an item appeared, a paper doll.
She glanced at the introduction on it.
The substitute can mimic the owner's appearance, behavior, and speaking style to deceive others' attention.
It is only effective for half an hour, and after half an hour, it will revert to its original state of a paper doll.
This thing is useful; at critical moments, it can save your life.
Yu Yao feels that this thing is very suitable for her current use, half an hour is enough, but the price is a bit high, requiring 500 points.
Fortunately, she is quite wealthy now and doesn't mind spending these points.
She bought a substitute prop without hesitation.
Looking at the paper doll in her hand, she quickly activated it with her power.
A moment later.
Moments later, she saw another version of herself appear before her, who was a perfect duplicate, just like looking in a mirror. The only difference was that the expression seemed a bit wooden.
She extracted a strand of her spiritual soul and injected it into the substitute, making it come alive as if it had a soul. The paper person became lively, and it seemed to have come alive.
She glanced outside her space and found the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense, with a battle about to start.
"Fén tiān, I didn't want to take advantage of your plight, but since you're hesitating to hand over the person, don't blame me for not being polite."
Mò juàn's expression was icy cold. His snow-white sleeves moved, and the long sword in his hand shone with a white light, filled with icy coldness, directly pointing at the opposite Demon Lord Fén Tiān.
The Demon Lord stood still, and in an instant, a barrier appeared in front of him, deflecting the attack outside the barrier.
The Demon Lord glared at Mò Juàn with a dark expression, "Even though I am physically disabled now, do you think I would be afraid of you?"
Yu Yáo's heart suddenly became anxious, and she waved her hand, releasing the substitute to appear outside the door.
The substitute was momentarily surprised upon seeing Mò Juàn, with a flicker of delight in her eyes. However, she seemed to be afraid of something and quickly turned around to run away.
The Demon Lord and Mò Juàn both saw Yu Yáo appear. Now, neither of them had any desire to fight. After realizing what was happening, they both quickly chased after her.
"Hèi jī, don't run. We can talk about this."
Mò Juàn's expression was anxious, his eyes closed as he sensed the direction of the substitute. He was about to give chase when he felt someone tug at his sleeves.
He turned around and saw a woman standing behind him with a cheerful smile.
It was Yu Yáo who had emerged from the space.
Mò Juàn was momentarily stunned. She was right here. Who had the Demon Lord been chasing just now?
But he quickly understood what had happened.
It's estimated that some kind of illusion was used, confusing the Demon Lord's vision.
This woman is indeed clever.
"Mèi Jī, I've finally found you."
Mò Juàn reached out and pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly, with his chin resting on her head. He smelled the unique fragrance on her body, and finally felt at peace.
Yu Yáo also wrapped her arms around him tightly, with her head resting on his chest. A faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
She glanced over and saw Xī Yáo appear suddenly in the distance. Her eyes were gazing at this side, the moonlight shining on her face, making her look somewhat eerie.
Yu Yáo's eyebrow wrinkled slightly, she figured the main character must have harbored a grudge against her.
But she didn't mind, after all, they were enemies from the start.
She retracted her gaze and looked up at Mò Juàn, "Let's go talk to your spiritual world."
Mò Juàn also noticed Xī Yáo in the distance, but didn't pay much attention.
Hearing Yu Yáo's words, he nodded slightly.
Just as he was about to bring people into the spiritual world,
It seemed that Xī Yáo lifted her foot and walked over, swaying gracefully with a curvaceous figure.
"Greatly Honored Mò Juàn, I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence."
Xī Yáo's footsteps came to a stop in front of Mò Juàn, with a look of fascination in her eyes.
She was sleeping soundly, but the noise from the next room was too loud and woke her up.
She originally wanted to go out and see what was going on.
She had no idea that she would see the scene of Mò Juàn and the Demon Lord fighting over a woman.
It was as ridiculous as a fairy tale that Mò Juàn and the Demon Lord were arguing fiercely over a woman, almost coming to blows.
Xī Yáo couldn't believe what she had seen at the time, thinking she was dreaming or still half-asleep.
However, the facts told her that this was truly the case.
Heaven knows how jealous she was at the time, as if millions of ants were gnawing at her heart, causing her immense discomfort.
Her jealousy was driving her crazy.
She wished it was her being fought over and chased.
Mò Juàn's gaze fell on Xī Yáo, his expression indifferent.
He noticed the barely concealed jealousy in her eyes and furrowed his brow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He also didn't bother to respond to her. With a grand wave of his hand, he disappeared with Yu Yáo.
Xī Yáo stood there rigidly, her hand concealed in her sleeve clutched tightly, her knuckles white, her expression dark and terrifying, like a fiend from hell.
"Yu Mèi Jī, if you dare to steal the man I've my eyes on, we'll see about it."
Her teeth chattered, her voice barely audible, but filled with menacing fury.
The servant stood behind her, too scared to approach.
She had never seen the princess look so terrifying before.
On the other side, the substitute was panicking and running around in all directions, too flustered to choose a safe path.
Suddenly, the substitute sensed something, and a powerful aura surged forth, as if it were shaking the heavens and the earth!
The substitute was shocked and pale, turning his head stiffly...
Eh...
This figure in the gold-embroidered black robe, with a stunning, cold, demonic appearance and a hint of anger - could it be anyone but the Demon Lord Fén Tiān?
The Demon Lord stood there, his hands behind his back, his expression unpleased and cold, and sucked in the outrageous 'woman'...
The substitute was about to run away, but her body couldn't help but move backward.
"Ahh..."
The substitute couldn't help but scream, as if she was frightened, her beautiful eyes wide with terror.
"Boom..."
The substitute collided with a cold, piercing, and hard chest...
"Mèi Jī, not to explain to the master?"
Above her head, a cold and gloomy voice crashed down.
The substitute shivered and tried to maintain composure, saying, "I was really just going to the toilet."
The voice was extremely small, lips quivering, and her little face was pale.
The Demon Lord snorted and with his pale, slender fingers, he gently lifted her chin, coldly said: "I'll give you another chance. What kind of relationship do you have with Mò Juàn? Why is he so concerned about you? And why did you run away when you saw him appear?"
He already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it, nor did he want to accept it.
This woman is deceiving him, and the sweet words she's saying to him are all lies.
It's possible that those love words were also said to Mò Juàn.
"Haha... What kind of relationship? Do I have a relationship with Mò Juàn? How should I know? Besides, I didn't run away. You two are so powerful that when you fight, it shakes the heavens and the earth. What if it affects me?"
The behavior and tone of the substitute were all mimicking Yu Yáo's.
But when she looked up at the Demon Lord's gloomy expression, she was once again filled with fear.
The Demon Lord stared at the woman before him with a cold, icy gaze, his eyes glittering with a chilling light, as if he would tear this little thing apart and eat it in the next moment.
The substitute's eyes were filled with tears, scared to the point of pleading, "Master, the words I said to you were all true. I really love you. As for Mò Juàn, it was completely an accident..."
The Demon Lord stared at this double-crossing little thing and suddenly said: "Do you love Mò Juàn or me?"
"Of course, Master. Mò Juàn saved me, so I only have gratitude for him. The one I love is of course you."
The substitute approached him voluntarily and wrapped her arms around his waist, her head resting against his broad and solid chest, and said affectionately.
The Demon Lord looked down at the 'woman' in his arms, his expression improving considerably, but the anger in his heart still simmered.
He had wanted to say a few warning words, but before he could, the 'woman' in front of him suddenly disappeared, and instead, a paper doll fell to the ground.
Seeing the paper doll on the ground, the Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that he had been tricked again.
In an instant, his face turned terrifying as if the heavens and earth were being destroyed, he gritted his teeth and roared to the sky: "Yu Mèi Jī, you really dare."
A myriad of thunderbolts roared down, instantly igniting endless flames around, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was mourning.
