Everyone has something they don't want to touch.

Some people choose to face it, some people choose to escape, and some people choose to be swallowed up.

But you don't know what you'll choose until you have no way out.

Although he has failed countless times in the special exam, Wen Liuru is not abstaining directly by passively and lazy, but every time he perfectly follows the predefined procedures and tutorials, defeating the simulated thoughts and then choosing to abstain.

Although I have never fought with the real thought-provoking person, the measures and corresponding actions of the response are firmly engraved in the depths of Wen Liuru's mind.

The moment the dead minder on the tree pounced down, Wen Liu bounced out like an arrow from the string, perfectly avoiding the attack of this third-level apprentice's dead minder.

The moment it landed, Wen Liuru's curse power flowed rapidly, and a blue flame curse shot out, and the Ghost Sword Curse was perfectly attached to the short sword at the same time, without a trace of space.

If Wei Yan saw this scene, he would probably be in shock and could not speak.

According to the same spell, only one spell can act on the target at the same time. Therefore, even a talented genius like Wei Fei can only release one spell at a time, but the interval is very short, so it looks like casting spells at the same time.

However, Wen Liuru broke this limitation. Her two spells were completed instantly without any interval.

The Death Person who was hit by the Biyan Curse let out an angry roar, attracting Wei Yan and Wei Fei's attention.

Only then did Wei Yan find that there was a second person who died in the vicinity.

Moreover, like the first one, he is a genuine third-class apprentice-level deadly thought, not a simulated deadly thought.

"Liuru, are you okay?" Wei Yan hurried to Wen Liuru's side, but found that she had already set up a fighting posture, without any fear.

"You are not..."

"Let's talk about these two deadly thoughts first. According to the current situation, the third deadly thoughts should also be a real deadly thought. This exam seems to be a problem." Wen Liuru observed the surroundings with some concern, guarding against the appearance of the third deadly thoughts.

"But the training ground has been blocked, and we can't get out until we defeat these three dead minders."

"So, I can only get tough. I don't seem to have a choice to fail this time." Wen Liuru smiled helplessly and tightened the short knife in her hand.

After one blow, the ant-shaped dead man who was originally lurking on the tree launched an attack again in anger.

This time it used spells.

Two ripples of curse power visible to the naked eye spread in a posture of sweeping across everything. The trees and ground they came into contact with seemed to have been burned by fire, turning into a dark color, emitting an unpleasant stench.

Although the effect is amazing, the range of effect is less than one meter, because it does not cause any harm to Wei Yan and Wen Liuru.

On the contrary, at the moment when the spell ended, the two of them looked at each other at the same time, holding a short sword and attacking the deadly thought again.

Wei Yan is on the left and Wen Liuru is on the right. The movements of the two seem to be carved from the same mold. They are agile, accurate in movements, quick in response, and retreat with one blow.

The ant-shaped dead minder hesitated for a moment and decided to deal with Wen Liuru on the right first - Wei Yan had too many evil thoughts, which made it feel inexplicably afraid.

At the moment when the Death Mind acted, Wen Liuru continued to fire the two spells without retreating—the Biyan Curse and the Ghost Sword Curse were completed at the same time, and he did not fear the Death Mind severely.

But the price is that Wen Liuru puts himself in an extremely dangerous situation.

She and the Death Thinker are about to run into each other. Not to mention dodging, it is too late to even make defensive moves.

Even so, Wen Liuru had no fear at all. She looked at the giant in front of her with a cold expression. The short sword in her hand was once again attached to the ghost sword curse, and she wanted to continue attacking.

The mantra power around the dead minder was flowing at an extremely fast speed, as if it was condensing some big move, but the next moment, its movements froze in place.

Wei Yan attacked from the wound caused by Wen Liuru before and cut off the head of the dead man.

Although the body of a dead minder is different from that of ordinary people, with extremely strong vitality and recovery ability, he will only truly die after the heart core is destroyed.

However, even if you are cut off directly during the battle, you will not die and lose your combat ability in an instant. The originally condensed curse power suddenly disintegrated, and the hard shell strengthened by the curse power also instantly lost its toughness. It was easily broken by Wen Liuru's curse short sword strengthened by the Ghost Sword Curse and hit the core directly.

Listening to the sound of the broken heart core, Wen Liuru breathed a sigh of relief, and his originally tense state instantly relaxed, and his whole body fell to the ground along with the huge corpse of the Death Thinker.

Seeing Wen Liuru being about to be pressed down by the corpse of the Deadly Thought, a powerful spell burst out, lifting the corpse of the Deadly Thought to the side, and a warm embrace caught the falling Wen Liuru.

"Didn't you do a good job? Why are you discouraged again at this time?" Wei Yan looked at Wen Liuru in his arms helplessly, carefully sensed her breath change, and checked whether she was injured.

Wen Liuru squeezed out a smile weakly: "It's all instinct, I'm still quite afraid."

Only then did Wei Yan notice that Wen Liuru's body was trembling slightly, which was completely different from the Wen Liuru who had worked with him before.

"It's okay, with Wei Fei and I, don't be afraid." Wei Yan gently soothes Wen Liuru in his arms, wanting to slowly put her on the ground, but Wen Liuru refused to leave Wei Yan's arms, hooked Wei Yan's neck with his backhand, and looked at Wei Yan with a confused look, looking like a girl with aggrieved look.

Wei Yan's heart moved, hugging Wen Liuru tightly in his arms, subconsciously approaching Wen Liuru's cheek, but he didn't dare to do anything, just gently sniffing the fragrance of Wen Liuru's body and feeling the blooming of hormones in his body.

Wen Liuru looked at Wei Yan with a slight anger, snorted with dissatisfaction, and kissed Wei Yan's lips directly.

After receiving the allowed signal, Wei Yan no longer suppressed the heat in his heart. He was moved and exchanged saliva with warmth, until the cough came from behind.

Wei Yan looked at Wei Fei with awkward expression with indifferent expression, standing with Wen Liuru, lowering his head like two criminal elementary school students, waiting for the teacher's lecture.

"You two, you two!" Wei Fei had been brewing for a long time, but she could not create that tense atmosphere. Her soft tone and sweet loli voice made her look cute.

Wei Yan and Wen Liuru looked at each other quietly and smiled at each other.

"You two! Follow!" Wei Fei looked at Wei Yan with some angrily, but there was nothing he could do about him.

After thinking for a while, Wei Fei shook her head helplessly, as if she was relieved.

Although Wei Fei didn't care, Wei Yan felt a little guilty about it.

After all, when Wei Fei was alone in challenging the deaf person, he was doing something inappropriate to children with Wen Liuru, which was too unhuman.
Chapter completed!