The villain forces me to commit suicide every day

Lingqi was enraged, and the black energy all over his body surged, and he attacked him fiercely, but the other party acted like a normal person, passing through the black energy and approaching him, raising the machete as if he wanted to continue to chop him.

This time the target is the other foot.

Lingqi couldn't move. He stared at the other person, looked at him carefully, and then smiled clearly: "It turns out he is still a dead person. No wonder it can't be corroded..."

"Because you have no life at all."

[Detecting that you are in danger, this system uses privileges to take you away from here.

The punishment for mission failure is determined by the Lord God. 】

Ling Qi's face was extremely gloomy. When Yu Hen's machete was about to slash at his ankle, the space was distorted, forming an air squeeze. He was immediately compressed into a starlight and flew into the air.

He escaped.

The long sword on the ground trembled inexplicably.

Yu Hen's eyes were empty, he dropped the long knife, turned his stiff head and looked in the direction of Zhong Duyu, only to see the other person covering his eyes and stumbling against the tree to prop himself up.

He said to Yu Hen: "Who are you?"

But Yu Hen didn't respond, and continued walking towards this side while dragging his long knife, his whole body filled with evil energy, as if he wanted to chop Zhong Duyu down as well.

Zhong Duyu leaned against the tree and struggled to open his eyes, but the darkness inside had been corroded and he couldn't see any light.

He stretched out his hand forward and groped tremblingly until he touched a piece of clothing and held it tightly.Asked again: "...Who are you?"

Yu Hen still didn't respond, his face was stiff, and his dull eyes stared at Zhong Duyu's embarrassed appearance at this moment. His clothes were corroded by black blood and were in pieces, hanging on his body.

Zhong Duyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, coughed up blood, and stopped holding on.He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. He covered his chest and bent his straight waist, like a broken mirror, his fragility exposed.

But his hands were still clutching Yu Hen's clothes.

Yu Hen's voice was hoarse: "I...are looking for someone...to come."

His voice is different from his early days because he was hanged.

"Don't go!"

When Zhong Duyu saw that the person was really about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed him, almost falling, and said in a trembling voice: "Tell me, your name..."

Yu Hen pursed his lips tightly and did not reply to him. Then he broke away from his hand, turned around and left.

"Ayu! Are you Ayu!?"

Yu Hen's figure froze suddenly, and he turned around in shock, but Zhong Duyu's eyes were still dark and miserable, and he didn't look like he could see clearly at all.

I saw Zhong Duyu's other intact hand hooking towards the ground, and the trembling sword blade slowly flew up, gradually shrinking and changing. When it was in his hand, it suddenly turned into a feather.

It resonates with the feathers on Yu Hen's waist.

They are the three fundamental life feathers on the original head of the crane.

Yu Hen: "..."

Zhong Duyu covered his mouth and coughed, unable to speak for a moment because of his unstable mood.He was afraid that Yuhen would just leave, so he quickly dragged his body closer and said, "You...ahem...don't leave yet..."

But because he couldn't see, he lost his balance and tripped over a branch. He was about to fall to the ground. Yu Hen caught him and knelt on the ground together.

There were too many wounds on Zhong Duyu's body. No matter where he scratched, blood would come out.

Yu Hen saw it in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's still the same character of sacrificing oneself for others. I won't change it at all."

"You..." Zhong Duyu was about to say something when suddenly Yu Hen grabbed his hair and raised his head suddenly, and then the bitter taste of blood spread into his mouth.

Yu Hen cut his wrist, and light red blood flowed out. He put it directly on the other person's mouth forcefully, and the blood continued to flow in. He forced Zhong Duyu to drink it, and said in a cold voice: "This is medicinal blood, don't vomit it." .”

"Cough...cough cough..." Zhong Duyu didn't react for a while, coughing because of being choked, and held Yu Hen's wrist tightly with his hand, but strangely, the wounds on his body were healing slowly.

This medicine is really useful.

But the eyes are still not clear, it is extremely dark, but the black air is no longer corrosive. If it were later, I am afraid that the eyes will really be useless.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Hen stood up. He lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his wrist. There was no more blood on it, and his medicine blood was very scarce.

Zhong Duyu covered his mouth and coughed. The bitter taste in his mouth was too strong, as if he had drank the bitterest and strongest Chinese medicine, and his entire taste buds were numb.He ignored his choking and said hurriedly: "You... tell me, what happened?"

"I... saw you die with my own eyes."

...

"I want you to kill me!!"

Yu Hen roared in collapse, watching helplessly as Zhong Duyu took the sword away, tapped his spiritual point to seal his spiritual power, and then rummaged through the tree hole in the secret room until all sharp objects were taken away.

"Wait." Zhong Duyu pressed him on the chair and patted his shoulder comfortingly, "I'll go talk to the boss. You can live under the same roof with me from now on."

Yu Hen's voice stopped suddenly, and he suddenly laughed and said: "I don't know if you are really sober or pretending to be sober. My father would not agree, because I can't see the light at all. Living with you is to let me endure more people Criticism?"

"Why do you care about what others think?" Zhong Duyu frowned and asked in confusion.

Yu Hen yelled: "Because I live in language!"

"I'm not you, high-spirited and frank! I'm a petty person, and you don't know that?!" Yu Hen glared at him, but there was confusion in his eyes, "When others compare me with you, I feel I don’t deserve it…”

"You and I are basically people from two different worlds."

"If you and I hadn't met and gotten to know each other in the mountains, would we have crossed paths?"

Zhong Duyu: "..."

He looked at the young man in front of him, who looked like a madman, his eyes were red but full of tears, as if he was trapped, struggling in a maze and never being able to get out.

Yu Hen fell on the chair without strength, "You go ahead...remember to close the door tightly, I don't want even the animals to laugh at me."

"Will do."

Yu Hen didn't respond and turned his head away, thinking he meant to close the door.

"You have a good character and are lively and active. But I know that I have no interest. Many disciples did not dare to get close to me after coming into contact with me, and the scene even cooled down for a time." Zhong Duyu said in a deep voice: "You are different, if it weren't for you driven."

"I'm afraid I'll never leave the mountains, let alone yearn for the outside world."

"Even in the crowd, I didn't notice you for a while. But in the future, you will be the one who comes into contact with me."

Zhong Duyu said seriously: "Their words cannot represent everyone, I am an exception."

"It's obviously you who illuminates me."

Yu Hen's pupils widened instantly, and he turned his head stiffly, trying to see a hint of lies on his face, but it was all broken by the invisible.

He chuckled softly: "How can you still say these words? It feels like the iron tree is blooming and the boar is climbing the tree..."

Zhong Duyu frowned, thinking he was fine, and said, "I'll be back soon."

Yu Hen smiled and said: "Okay, go ahead. Whether it succeeds or not, it doesn't matter."

After the people left, Yu Hen's smile gradually faded until it disappeared.He looked at a rope in the tree hole that was close to the bark.

"It doesn't matter anymore..."