Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan was stunned, with a look of shame on his face, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother, they just brought me here, took me to ride the roller coaster, and ate, but... I became a member of the circus... "

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, his eyes wandering, and he did not dare to look at Yu Yuze's unchanged eyes.

Yu Yuze was silent for a moment, sighed, and reached out to pat his head: "It's okay. It's good to join the circus. You don't have to worry about not completing the second task. You also have the opportunity to find out the name of the circus owner. It's equivalent to winning the circus." The only difficulty with the team’s immunity from death is that it will be troublesome when leaving.”

Song Nan was shocked, looked at him blankly, and carefully held his hand, looking guilty as if he knew he was wrong: "Brother, don't blame me for running around, following strangers, and joining suspicious organizations without authorization. the behavior of?"

Yu Yuze's black eyes were calm, and when he met those uneasy blue clear eyes, he sighed helplessly: "I was angry at first, but everyone has their own way of getting through the level. My way may not be suitable for you, so It’s normal for you to want to leave.”

Song Nan paused, feeling deeply guilty for some reason.

He pursed his lower lip, gently pulled his hand, and said with a serious expression: "Brother, next time I act alone, I will explain it to you, and I will not leave you. Didn't we agree to clear the level together and meet at the player communication center? Well, we have to form a team to enter the dungeon together..."

Song Nan softened her tone and said pitifully: "Brother, don't abandon me, okay?"

Yu Yuze's pupils trembled, his fingertips curled slightly, he held his shoulders, leaned over, and hugged him gently: "Okay. My brother is so cute, and he will not abandon you."

Song Nan's body stiffened, then relaxed, and raised her hand to pat his back as a response.

The two hugged each other for a moment. Song Nan raised his head and asked, "Brother, do you have any props in your prop library that can be teleported to you?"

Yu Yuze straightened up and looked at him, as if he had guessed his thoughts, and took out a photo without any content: "I should have used a camera to capture the scene in advance, and then tear the photo into pieces to get to the place in the photo."

"It's too late to take a picture now. Fortunately, there is a blank page. If you tear up the blank space, you will be transported to the place or person you imagined at that time." He spoke solemnly and placed the photo in front of him. "One thing Please note: Blank can only be used once, and when using it, the things in your mind cannot deviate slightly from reality, otherwise you will enter a world of deviation and be trapped there forever."

Song Nan opened his eyes wide and stared at the old-fashioned gray photo in his hand, and he was a little afraid to take it.

Yu Yuze noticed his concerns, softened his tone, and reached out to rub his head: "Don't worry, that's the original blank. I asked someone to improve this one for me. As long as there is another photo as the background, you can enter directly. The scene in the photo below.”

He said and took out another photo, which showed Yu Yuze hugging him not long after he got off the bus and when he was still wearing a pink dress.

Song Nan was stunned, rolled his eyes, raised his head indifferently, and said coldly: "Don't you have other photos?"

Yu Yuze coughed lightly, with a faint blush on his face. His expression was expressionless, but his voice was filled with deep grievance: "I like this picture. My brother looks super cute in a little skirt~"

"..." Song Nan held his forehead and handed the two photos back to him, "Brother, you will keep the photos for now and put them on me. I'm afraid of losing them."

Yu Yuze nodded, and the photo disappeared from his fingers. It must have been put back into the props library: "I marked a dot on the photo, and you can see it when you open the props library."

Song Nan was overjoyed and looked at him brightly, as if looking at some rare treasure: "Thank you, brother!"

This prop is too important to him. Whether he can escape from the amusement park depends on it!

"Brother, are there any restrictions on the use of photos?" He paused and changed his words, "Um, are there any geographical restrictions? Will they be interrupted?"

Yu Yuze chuckled. Although he still had no expression, there was a warm feeling for no reason: "No. The blank space is unconditional and can be used anytime and anywhere. Don't worry, brother~"

Song Nan was stunned and stared at his shining black eyes. He couldn't help but take out his phone, pointed it at him, and took a picture.

"click~"

Seeing this, Yu Yuze couldn't help but laugh even louder.

Song Nan tilted his head, curious about how he smiled so brightly but had no expression on his face: "Brother, why do you have no expression when your mood fluctuates greatly? Facial paralysis will still cause partial distortion of the face when the mood fluctuates too much."

Yu Yuze lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought. For a moment, he imitated his curious look and tilted his head: "Perhaps, the passive skill of the 'god' power in my body has been activated, which completely hides my facial emotions and has a sense of 'rationality'. Suppresses emotional fluctuations, but will automatically shut down when facing my younger brother."

He paused and suddenly said: "That's true! How strange~ These two skills have the same interest, but why does 'rationality' turn off in front of my younger brother?"

Yu Yuze fell into deep thought and looked at Song Nan in confusion.

Song Nan raised his eyebrows and was about to ask, but unexpectedly, the ground suddenly shook violently.

His body was unstable and he grabbed Yu Yuze's outstretched hand to steady himself.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and looked down the arena.

The circus tent appeared there at some point, and gradually turned transparent when their sight fell, revealing the circus performance inside.

At this time, the performance was flying knives, and the assistants on stage were Zeng Xinman and the JK girl.

They were tied to two opposing wooden roulette wheels, which rotated slowly, waiting for the brown beret boy standing blindfolded in the center to throw a throwing knife.

The young man took a deep breath, pulled out the dagger from his waist, stretched out his hand, pinched the tip of the dagger with his fingertips, pointed it in the direction of Zeng Xinman's roulette wheel, and threw it suddenly.

The dagger spun and flew out, whirling and flashing cold light under the bright light.

"Crack!"

The blade was embedded in the roulette wheel, and the cold blade was close to the side of Zeng Xinman's face, without hurting her.

But the strange thing is that at the same time, a scratch appeared on the jk girl's roulette wheel, and the direction and speed of her rotation were different from Zeng Xinman's!

"Sigh~"

The jk girl's knee socks were torn, and a scratch appeared out of thin air, cutting straight through the skin of her ankle, and a trace of blood spilled out.

Zeng Xinman opened her mouth, intending to ask her about her condition, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she closed it immediately, biting her lips, with a painful look on her face, holding back the scream of pain that was about to overflow, and let out a muffled groan.

Just after the young man threw a dagger at Zeng Xinman, he raised his other hand and threw a dagger in the direction of the JK girl.

His shot was accurate and did not hurt the jk girl, but he was unable to take into account Zeng Xinman's turning position.

The dagger flew and turned, inserting into the roulette wheel next to the jk girl's waist, but that position was also right in Zeng Xinman's abdomen.

Zeng Xinman frowned, a faint green light emerged, and continued to repair the wound on her abdomen. However, the wound seemed to be stuck with a knife and could not heal completely. Moreover, every time the wound shrank and healed a little, it would tear open again, as if It touched the dagger blade again and made the same cut.

The boy turned around, faced the audience, held the tip of the knife with both hands, raised it, formed a straight line, and pointed it at the two people.

The tips of his ears twitched slightly, he took a deep breath, and threw the dagger violently.

The daggers rotated quickly and both were inserted into the roulette wheel.

Zeng Xinman's pupils shrank, and the pain she imagined did not appear... They were safe!

However, the young man did not stop, and continued to draw daggers from his waist, throwing them out one after another at a faster speed.

Zeng Xinman looked ferocious as she looked at the daggers flying one after another. She activated the vines and forced them to change their paths so that they could insert into the safest edge of the roulette wheel. However, the daggers were thrown too fast and she only had time to resist the flying knives here. Shen Lan said Yes, it's completely out of reach!