My Arms Can Turn into Blades

The scene shifts slightly back in time.

Evacuation point.

Shanli glanced in the direction Chen Lusi had headed, then turned back to look at the quietly standing Lin Ying, and after a moment of silence, whispered, "You actually support him."

No doubt about it.

The mission Ji Xin gave him had failed.

Upon hearing that there were still intelligence officers over there, Chen Lusi rushed over without hesitation.

She didn’t even have time to stop him.

"Hmm?"

Lin Ying withdrew her gaze, looked at Shanli, and made a sound of puzzlement.

Shanli stepped forward, came to Lin Ying’s side, and sighed, "Chen Lusi going there is too risky."

"I know."

Lin Ying nodded slightly at these words, "But he will come back safely."

"..."

Shanli looked at the confident Lin Ying, unable to refute.

To be honest.

In his view, in some aspects.

Lin Ying and Chen Lusi were really two extremes, completely incompatible.

She hesitated for a while, then helplessly said, "Have you never considered other worse possibilities?"

"No."

Lin Ying gently shook her head, "Miss Shanli, forgive my bluntness, you don’t understand him at all, not only his strength, but also his character."

Shanli: "..."

"You think he shouldn’t take risks."

Lin Ying clasped her hands behind her back and softly said, "But have you ever thought that Chen Lusi is not just the combat power of the Celestial Strategy Mansion, not just my boyfriend... he is also a normal man with his own thoughts and heart?"

Shanli: "..."

"He’s not anyone’s puppet. I can’t explain to you how the death of his uncle and aunt affected him, nor the significance of his parents to him, so naturally, I also can’t explain to you how angry he was when he saw that scene just now."

Lin Ying continued, "But after being together for so long, you should have realized, he’s not the kind of hero who only cares about results, he values the heart more than the outcome.

When he decided to take over Si Yujie’s position at the Imperial Capital as Celestial Strategy, you should have understood this.

Just now, I stopped him, acted petulantly, reasoned with him, and kept him here, and then what?

When he saw those intelligence officers’ bodies in the end, what should I say? Advise him not to care? Let him defy the heart he had so hard to regain and become the same as before? Turn him into a puppet that only obeys your orders?

I won’t do it... The reason I let him join the Celestial Strategy Mansion in the first place was because I wanted him to find his heart again.

I won’t let you do that either.

Being petty, I still prefer to do that when I’m alone with him."

Speaking of this.

Lin Ying paused, looked again in the direction where Chen Lusi had just left, and chuckled softly, "Besides, you really don’t understand him, just like that fool never understands himself, every time I tell him, he’s my God, he always thinks I’m joking.

To this day, he hasn’t realized that my Authority Ability is an extension of his Authority Ability.

The strength of my Authority Ability entirely depends on him.

Truly foolish."

Shanli was a bit stunned, looking at Lin Ying.

Lin Ying noticed her gaze, revealed a captivating smile once more, then slightly straightened her waist, proudly said, "So, besides me, none of you know just how powerful my boyfriend is!"

...

At the root place.

In the drifting mist.

Dissipating into the void.

Chen Lusi gently flicked his left hand, his eyes gradually turning golden.

And everything in his sight began to change.

The drifting mist gradually transformed into lines, lines entangled with each other.

And the fallen angel, seeing Chen Lusi’s eyes dyed gold, flicked his hand to regenerate his short fingers.

But just as he made a move.

Chen Lusi moved too.

Body leant forward.

As his coat blew back, he instantly darted towards the fallen angel.

At the same time, raising his left hand, a blade of twisted flesh and blood swung fiercely to the side.

One of the densely entangled lines was instantly severed.

The fallen angel’s regenerating fingers abruptly paused.

Stopped directly.

The joy on his face vanished.

Then he withdrew swiftly, dodging Chen Lusi’s Tai’e swung by his right hand.

Although his head being cut off wouldn’t necessarily mean death.

But he hadn’t forgotten, the two of them were in a game.

Even in ruleless chaos, the contract still mattered, just as even a God couldn’t be completely capricious.

The first demon, at its creation, was imbued with certain innate weaknesses.

For instance, the fear of Church Holy Relics.

For instance, can use flowery speech to warp contracts, but cannot defy them.

Just now, though they hadn’t agreed on a wager.

But when Chen Lusi proposed the gameplay and he responded, the marks of the wandering dead in Goryeo Yellow Springs established the contract.

This was related to him being a foreigner.

The entire Yellow Springs naturally leaned towards East Asians, or more accurately, to mainstream people like Chen Lusi.

And he bet that Chen Lusi couldn’t cut off his head to death.

The fallen angel didn’t know what the other side was betting on.

But he certainly couldn’t allow the other to really cut off his head.

Not to mention that losing under the contract would affect him.

Just the matter of pride.

This fallen angel couldn’t accept.

He just fell recently, still retaining some angelic habits.

For instance, pride.

However...

"..."

That fallen angel looked at his fingers stopped in regeneration, feeling the power passing through abruptly halted, his face slightly gloomy.

Why?

How was it done?

He didn’t understand.