"Bang!"
There was a solid muffled sound.
Yang Yu felt like he was hit head-on by a maglev train traveling at full speed.
The huge impact caused him to lose his balance instantly. He was tightly held in Yang Yan's arms and flew backwards like a cannonball.
"Damn it! Sister, you committed murder!"
Yang Yu's exclamations were suppressed in Yang Yan's arms and turned into inarticulate sobs.
"Boom!"
The two plowed the scorched earth like a plow, carving out a terrifying ravine one or two kilometers long, and then they stopped.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Yang Yu was pinned down by Yang Yan.
He could even clearly feel the familiar faint fragrance of his elder sister.
"Ahem... Sister, can you get up first..."
Yang Yu was a little out of breath and said with difficulty.
However, Yang Yan seemed not to hear it, and a pair of jade arms tightly hugged him, hugging him tighter.
"Xiao Yu! Are you okay? Are you injured? Let my sister take a look!"
Yang Yan's voice was very anxious.
She was far away just now, but she saw with her own eyes the huge eye that covered the sky and the sun, and felt the terrifying pressure that was enough to make her tremble.
When she saw the Black Light falling, she felt that her heart was about to stop beating.
At that moment, there was only one thought in her mind, which was to cut into pieces the bastard who dared to hurt her brother at all costs!
Fortunately, Yang Yu is fine.
At this moment, when I felt the warm and familiar body in my arms, Yang Yan's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
"Let go..."
Yang Yu felt that his ribs were groaning under the overwhelming force.
This isn't a hug at all, it's like a python wrapping around you.
Hearing his brother's painful voice, Yang Yan not only did not let go, but tightened his arms even more, almost rubbing him into her body.
She buried her face in Yang Yu's neck and took a deep breath, as if to make sure something extremely important was not lost.
"There are no arms or legs missing, and the breath of life is very strong."
She muttered to herself, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice, but it was quickly replaced by her usual crazy energy, "Fortunately, if you were really missing a hair, I would have lifted this place!"
Yang Yu rolled his eyes and gave up the struggle.
He knew his sister too well, and the more he resisted her, the more energetic he became.
After several minutes, when Yang Yan finally confirmed that the person in his arms was a complete and living person, he reluctantly let go of his hand.
She stood up and patted the dust on her body. The terrifying aura that made the world change color instantly subsided completely.
At this moment, she looks like an ordinary girl next door, if you ignore the two-kilometer deep ditch behind her.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Yang Yan crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and returned to his arrogant posture like a queen, "What was that Big Eyeball just now? I smelled a disgusting smell from a long distance away."
Yang Yu rubbed his old waist that was almost broken, and smiled bitterly, "Tenth Lord of the Abyss, Morpheus, the Eye of Annihilation."
The air suddenly became quiet.
The expression on Yang Yan's face did not change at all, and he did not even frown.
But a black Killing Intent that was ten times more terrifying than before burst out from her body without any warning!
She just nodded slightly, her tone as calm as if she was discussing what to have for dinner.
"Oh, it's the tenth Lords, right? Got it."
"You dare to touch my brother, no matter what the bullshit is Lords."
A creepy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her white teeth were looming in the black air. "When I get to Legend, I will kill it first and make soup to drink."
Yang Yu couldn't help but shudder when he saw the murderous look on his old sister's face.
He suddenly remembered the projection of Yang Yan he met in World Tower.
That crazy woman who used her ultimate attack without saying a word when they met, and also wanted to make him feel pain.
Now it seems that the projection is simply too restorative.
"Ahem, calm down, sister, please calm down."
Yang Yu hurriedly stepped forward and took her arm, fearing that she would suddenly rush into Abyss to find someone to fight for, "That thing has been beaten away, and it shouldn't come back in a short time."
After hearing this, Killing Intent in Yang Yan became a little more restrained.
She turned her head and looked Yang Yu up and down, the look in her eyes made Yang Yu's heart tremble.
"Speaking of which..." Her voice suddenly became a little sinister, "The great genius of our Yang family is only at the silver level now, right?"
Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat, the secret passage was going to be bad.
Sure enough, in the next second, Yang Yan's finger poked his forehead. "How dare you, a mere Silver rank, wander around in a place like Starfall Ruins? No, that's really awesome. I'm going to give you a slap..."
Yang Yu was trained like a grandson, shrinking his neck and not daring to say a word.
He knew that any rebuttal at this time would add fuel to the fire, and the best way was to stand at attention and receive a beating.
But it's not a problem to be scolded like this all the time. You have to change the subject.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and suddenly an idea flashed. "By the way, sister! In fact, I have seen you in World Tower before!"
This trick really worked.
Yang Yan's finger poking at his forehead stopped in mid-air, with a look of surprise on his face. "World Tower? Have you actually been to that place? And met my projection?"
She retracted her hand and touched her chin with great interest. "Tsk, tsk, it seems you are lucky. Since you are my projection, seeing such a cute brother, I should be very gentle to you, right? Have you opened a back door to go through the door directly or something?"
Gentle?
Open the back door?
Yang Yu's mouth twitched crazily.
God is so gentle!
The weird black realm left him with nothing but pain.
"Sister..." Yang Yu took a deep breath and said in an extremely complicated tone, "You succeeded in making me wonder if I was given away by my parents as a prepaid phone bill."
Yang Yan was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean?"
"That projection of yours told me as soon as we met that I couldn't be your brother, that I was a fake." Yang Yu complained expressionlessly, "Then he launched his ultimate attack without saying a word, saying that he wanted me to feel real pain, and he almost beat me to death on the spot."
The air was quiet again for a few seconds.
Yang Yan's face froze, with a rare look of embarrassment.
She coughed twice and her eyes were a little wandering. "Well... it's just a projection after all. It has no IQ and can only execute programs mechanically. It's normal if I don't recognize you..."
"Really?" Yang Yu looked at her sideways, with disbelief written all over his face, "Why do I feel that the personality of that projection is exactly the same as your own? The excitement of torturing people to death is simply carved from the same mold."
Yang Yan became angry and glared at him. "Stop talking nonsense! What does the behavior of projection have to do with me!"
Yang Yu did not stop there. Instead, he looked at her with an inquiring gaze as if he had discovered a new world, "Speaking of which, sister, I have always wanted to ask you a question."
"If you fart, hurry up."
"Do you have any special hobbies?"
Yang Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Special hobby? For example?"
Yang Yu took a step back, keeping at a relatively safe distance, and then bravely said, "For example... S&M or something like that? I like to torture people, listen to people scream, make people feel pain and so on..."
The more he talked, the more it made sense. "Otherwise, who in the right mind would accept that God of Suffering and Legacy? That thing doesn't sound like a serious thing, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply again.
Yang Yan slowly raised his head, with an extremely bright and extremely dangerous smile on his face.
She moved her wrist and made a clicking sound.
"It seems that you haven't been beaten severely by your sister for a long time. Your skin is itchy, right?"
She approached Yang Yu step by step, and there seemed to be a black shadow of Demons behind her, baring its teeth and claws. "Since you are so suspicious, sister will let you experience it for yourself today to see if I have this special hobby!"
"How dare you Prodigy pretend to be my well-behaved and sensible brother! Today I will do justice to God and let you feel what real pain is!"
Yang Yu looked at the old lady rushing towards her, screamed strangely, turned around and ran away.
"Help! You murdered your own brother!"