I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 565 Xing Tian's Killing Technique You only think of me when you are not able to pay attention, right? You...

"I'm not lying to you."

After thinking for a moment, Tiandao chose this answer: "I think you should be very important to the organizer of the Desire Grand Prix. I will not let you go no matter what."

"Tsumuli, imagine, without you, can the Desire Grand Prix still be opened?"

"Losing the game guide is just like losing the grandfather in the novice village; if you have just crossed over and have not encountered the wind wolf or been chased by the wind blade, you will only live a relatively failed life."

Tsumuli:...

"If I take you away, the real behind-the-scenes person will come to me." After Tiandao talked a lot, he successfully diverted Tsumuli's attention from whether he was lying or not, and then he was really relieved.

If Tsumuli had been paying attention to this, Tiandao really didn't know how he should face her.

"Behind the scenes... do you have the confidence to defeat the opponent?" Tsumeli turned and said: "Neelam's strength is already very terrifying, you should not be able to defeat even Neelam."

"If you use this, there is really no way to fight Neelam." Shaking the desire driver in his hand, Tiandao continued: "But in addition to this, I have another trump card."

"Trumri's trump card?" Tsumeli tilted her head: "You mean..."

"Didn't you say I'm a hero?" In the swaying candlelight, Tsumeli's shadow danced with the candlelight.

The reflections of the two people overlapped, blended with each other, blended with each other, and indistinguishable from each other.

"If you are a hero, it's okay to have some trump cards of your own." As he said, he put the desire driver on the table. Tiandao, who subconsciously wanted to hug Tsumeli and lie on the bed together, immediately reacted and restrained his plan.

At this point, what he should do most is to keep a distance from Tsumeli, not like before.

After all, they are already completely hostile to each other, and we can't let Tsumuri feel uncomfortable in the middle.

Just let her be a hostage, and that's all the relationship between them.

So Tiandao walked smoothly to the sofa beside him, completely away from Tsumuri.

"Don't you want to come up?" Tsumuri lay on her back, but left an empty space on the bed. After waiting for a while, she didn't wait for someone to come, so she turned her head and asked: "You?"

"Ahem... Well, you should know that we have broken up." Tiandao coughed a few times: "So we should keep a distance from each other, instead of being like before."

"Really?" Tsumuri tilted her head: "I don't know what this feels like."

Tiandao paused.

You are indeed a game guide designed for the Desire Grand Prix. You are extremely proficient in everything in the game, but in other aspects...

Should we say that this is an emotion that was not brought in at the beginning of the design, or that you future people have no idea in this regard at all?

Since he has never been to the future of this world, Tiandao expressed doubts about this.

Everything seen from Kirori's memory is not as real as what he saw with his own eyes.

…

It was night.

Tsumurri's calm breathing was long and rhythmic. Tiandao, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the phantom drive on the table that suddenly turned on, flickering in the dark room.

The energy transmitted to the outside world through the house has already given Tiandao a feedback.

Grabbing the phantom drive on the table, Tiandao directly activated the teleportation without making any movement, allowing himself to appear outside the house from inside the house, and face the man who had just arrived.

"Niram."

Looking at this familiar guy, Tiandao narrowed his eyes: "Did you find me after locking the location of the phantom drive?"

"I don't think you will abandon that thing so easily." Niram held his forehead: "So I just need to use the same belt to resonate, and I can find the location."

"You really understand everything." Tiandao sneered: "Why, have you found the answer?"

"Not yet." Niram sighed: "Tiandao player, Tsumuri is very important to me."

"It's not about my identity as a game producer, nor is it about Tsumuri's identity as a game guide." As if sensing what Tiandao wanted to refute, Niram raised his hand and stopped Tiandao's subsequent words: "It's my personal opinion of Tsumuri."

"Before this, she was a qualified game guide, but not a person." Niram's tone was very low: "Not a qualified person."

"She is like a reflection in a pool of water. Although it looks like it, it is not real after all." Niram raised his head and looked at Tiandao: "Until she met you."

Tiandao raised his eyebrows.

"I thought we were enemies." He stretched out his hand: "What... are you going to say?"

"We are still enemies, but I am not the one who will deal with you." Niram smiled slightly: "Don't you want to see the reality of the Grand Prix? I will do as you wish."

"I will let you see the most real reality."

Niram strode towards Tiandao: "But whether you can bear the heavy pressure brought by the reality is your business."

"After Zimli met you, she showed rich emotions that were different from her previous ones. That went beyond the role of game guide she was given, and she also placed herself above the mission." Nilam pointed at Tiandao.

"She finally looks a little like she is real."

"I'm very happy."

Tiandao didn't answer. Neelam came over and said something like 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan, which made him wonder what Neelam was going to do.

"So if you die." Nilam smiled slightly: "That will truly fulfill Zimli."

"Are you worried that I can't bear the truth, or are you thinking that I will die?" Tiandao couldn't help but speak: "Nilam, you are very conflicted now."

"Is it a contradiction? Actually not, because I have both emotions." Neelam said: "There is no conflict between feeling that you can't bear the truth and wanting you to die."

Tiandao gritted his teeth.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Tiandao breathed a long sigh of relief, and he made up his mind and dyed his eyes with emerald color again.

"Nilam, since you're here, let's come in and chat." Tiandao sneered, raising one hand slightly. In Nilam's puzzled eyes, the remaining energy surged crazily, and in an instant The storm turned into a storm and swept around, turning the already dark night into a deeper darkness.

Rolling across the ground, the flames surrounding the two burned fiercely, turning into a forbidden ring of fire.

"The Heaven and Earth's Ultimate Punishment and Heavenly Killing Technique."

Tiandao slowly spit out these few words.

"Neelam, since you have allowed me to see the reality of the Grand Prix, as a courtesy, I will let you see it too."

"My truth."

…

"Tiandao General Secretary?"

The whole body is covered by a red robe, but there is nothing under the hood. Not only that, even the connection between the wrist and the gloves is also blank, as if it is not a person, but a whole set of clothes moving.

"This is the situation, Lord Suel." Samas said respectfully: "The contestant named Tiandao General Division defeated the game administrator, discovered the location of the Goddess of Creation, and made a promise to the Goddess of Creation. desire."

"Where is Neelam? Is he indifferent?"

"Nilam seems to have other plans. He just asked me to inform you and let you handle this matter." Samas said honestly: "Look..."

"Hmph, Nilam..." Su Al snorted coldly: "I don't know what I'm looking for, that guy."

"Since he chose to report it to me, it means that Neelam feels that he is not the opponent's opponent."

"Being able to discover and defeat the game administrator, his strength and intelligence cannot be underestimated." Su Al praised him first.

"Can."

"Go tell Neelam that I will take the lead in the next Grand Prix." Suair said slowly.

"His game of playing house should stop."