After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain Chapter 281: The Last Time

Yu Li finally sensed sothing amiss. She slowly turned her head, her gaze falling upon the burning pouch on the ground.

The woman lazily lifted her eyelids, her lips curling into an enigmatic smile. "Stealing?"

Yun Xialan trembled, having witnessed the other's ruthlessness firsthand, fear creeping into her heart.

But then it occurred to her—the pouch was almost completely burned, Bo Jingmo would soon perish, Yu Li's wrist was injured, and she herself remained unscathed.

Bolstered by this thought, Yun Xialan raised her voice defiantly. "What are you going to do about it?"

Yu Li didn't respond, instead turning to check on Bo Jingmo's condition.

With the pouch destroyed, Bo Jingmo's spirit suffered significant damage. He could no longer maintain a human form, his body dissolving into a hazy, shadowy mass. His featureless face tilted upward, as if looking in her direction.

Just as Yu Li moved to approach him, a guttural sound caught her attention. "Hah... hah..."

She turned her head and t Yu Wenlin's bloodshot eyes.

Hatred and malice twisted his expression into sothing grotesque.

Yu Li paused mid-step, then abruptly changed direction, walking toward Yu Wenlin instead.

Faced with the man's resentnt and humiliation, her expression remained utterly calm as she slowly extended her hand.

A small, pitch-black figure suddenly materialized in her palm.

Yu Wenlin froze at the sight.

...What was this?

But then, the tiny figure spewed thick black smoke that billowed toward him like a tidal wave.

"Mmph!!!"

Yu Wenlin's eyes widened in alarm. His instincts scread danger as he twisted his neck back, but it was too late. The highly corrosive gas instantly lted his facial features, sizzling sounds filling the air along with the stench of burning flesh. His face beca a grotesque, bloody ss.

"AAAAARGH!!!!"

The man's throat tore open with agonized screams as he curled into a fetal position on the ground.

"Devour him," Yu Li commanded coldly.

The little figure nodded before leaping from her palm.

Witnessing this, the audience was stunned.

[What... is that thing?]

[A spirit? But since when can spirits spew black smoke? You've got to be kidding .]

[So cute! I want one!]

[You had sothing this powerful all along and only brought it out now?]

[Maybe she was saving it as a trump card.]

[Could it be she was afraid the little shadow wouldn't stand a chance against Bo Jingmo, so she held back?]

[Huh?? What do you an by that?]

[This woman... might be more complicated than we thought.]

As the shadow consud Yu Wenlin, a cara mory card fell from his pocket. Yu Li glanced at it and crushed it underfoot without hesitation.

She then approached Bo Jingmo.

The man looked down at her and slowly extended his hand.

His faint voice carried on the breeze.

"Li... li."

Yu Li stared for a mont before placing her hand in his.

She gently embraced his fading form, closing her eyes as she whispered, "Bo Jingmo, I'm sorry. I can't let you live."

His hand cradled the back of her head, his deep voice sounding as though it ca through a barrier, yet his tone remained tender, as if he'd expected this all along.

"I don't bla you. I'm happy to have t you."

Bo Jingmo had indeed rembered how he died—that the woman before him was his killer.

But what puzzled him more was that the "Yu Li" in his mories wasn't the sa person as the woman standing before him.

Yet, he liked this Yu Li.

Even knowing how strange she was, he couldn't refuse any of her requests—killing, acting along, he complied with everything.

That day, Yu Li had told him she was his girlfriend, but never ntioned she was also his murderer.

So the mont his mories returned, Bo Jingmo knew he had only two choices: kill this Yu Li, or die himself.

The pouch—she had intentionally let Yun Xialan steal it.

Bo Jingmo knew everything, yet he simply lowered his head, nuzzling her cheek as he always did, his voice hopeful. "Will I see you again?"

Yu Li wrapped her arms around his waist, tilting her head up to press a kiss to his shadowy form. "We'll et again."

The man seed to relax at this, chuckling softly. "That's good."

He tenderly smoothed her hair. "I have to go now, Lili."

Yu Li remained silent for a long mont before finally whispering, "Bo Jingmo, this is the last ti."

This departure was far calr than any before.

Back in the haunted villa, she'd deceived her little boyfriend the sa way. At the ti, the amnesiac Bo Jingmo couldn't accept the outco and had even tried to take her with him.

But now, he could smile and speak of their next eting, as if so part of him had grown accustod to this.

Yet Yu Li's emotions were inexplicably tangled.

Perhaps it was because Bo Jingmo had never lied to her, while she'd repeatedly coaxed her amnesiac boyfriend to his death in these instances.

Because she retained all her mories, she knew death wasn't the end—they would et again.

But to the amnesiac Bo Jingmo, death was final, not so ga over screen.

The man didn't understand what Yu Li ant by "the last ti," but sensing her turmoil, though unable to speak, he reached out. His nearly transparent fingers brushed her forehead in silent comfort, a lover's wordless solace.

Feeling the cool shadow against her cheek, Yu Li leaned into the touch with a soft smile.

"Goodbye, Bo Jingmo."

With those words, the shadow before her finally dissipated into the air.

Watching this unfold, the audience fell into a daze.

[The mood feels off. Yu Li seems to genuinely care for Bo Jingmo, and he clearly loves her too. So why did it co to this??]

[Exactly! And why did Bo Jingmo say "happy to have t you"? Weren't they dating? Didn't he regain his mories? Why phrase it like they just t??]

[...I have a wild theory. This Yu Li might not be the real Yu Li.]

[Huh?? What do you an?]

[aning her soul might not be the original—soone else could be piloting her body.]

[No way?! That's insane!]

[Who knows? The Film Set System hasn't shown up yet, so we can't be sure.]

[After hearing this, I think you might be onto sothing. That shadow creature she summoned doesn't seem like sothing from this instance.]

Speculations about Yu Li's true identity ran rampant among the viewers.

anwhile, back in the instance, Yun Xialan had reached peak panic.

Her invisibility skill had tid out, leaving her defenseless.

Staring at Yu Wenlin's obliterated remains, her breathing grew erratic as she scrambled backward, eyes wide with terror.

This wasn't right. None of this was right!

Then Yu Li slowly turned to look at her.

To everyone's surprise, the woman rely offered a faint smile.

"Going to post that video?"