The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Snapped--"

When the bullet came out of its sheath, the powerful rebound force made Chu Zhou's mouth numb.

At that moment it was as if time stood still.

There was only the sound of wind in my ears.

The young man groaned from the intense pain.

Scarlet blood rushed out of the wound. Chu Song tugged at his pale lips, and his bone-cold fingertips struggled to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ban Shu's eyes, "This is what the young lady wants, why are you crying?"

Only then did Pan Shu realize that her face was cold.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

A large number of rose petals outside the window were blown in by the wind and fell all over the ground.

Blood trails snaked across the floor.

The boy smiled and closed his eyes, slowly losing his breath.

Chu Zhou's eyes were red and he threw the pistol to the ground helplessly, muttering to himself, "Why don't you fight back...you obviously have some trump cards."

"You didn't teach me to be more ruthless when killing people. Why are you so soft-hearted, Chu Song."

Pan Shu raised her hand to wipe away the wet tears from the corners of her eyes.

He raised his eyebrows casually.

At the moment Chu Song died, the strategy value reached 100.

Except for Chu Song, Xunhe, Chu Zhou, and Eros, their strategy values ​​have already reached full value.

"Sister..." Chu Zhou said absentmindedly, "I, I will go find Xunhe."

Pan Shu didn't respond.

The young man's eyes were distracted, and he seemed to have no courage to lower his head and look at Chu Song again.

Pan Shu slowly knelt down and took the young man who had already lost his breath into his arms, "I'm sorry, you are really unlucky to meet me."

This is what Eros saw when he walked in.

He glanced at Chu Song without emotion, and even raised his crimson thin lips with interest, "Is the lady sad for this player?"

"..."

Eros sighed softly and gently took the girl into his arms, "It's their own fault, isn't it?"

Eros: "Don't blame yourself."

Pan Shu: "I didn't."

Eros raised his eyebrows meaningfully, "That's good, miss."

"Miss, are you thinking about how to get rid of Eros?" Eros's cold and soft lips slowly caressed the girl's ear, with a hint of intimacy and ambiguity. "If this is the case, Eros will go crazy."

Eros has nothing.

He only has his lady.

Pan Shu turned around and hugged the man's lean waist. Her nose was filled with the rich scent of roses. She closed her eyes and skillfully calmed the restless man, "No, Eros, we are the closest in the world." As a human being, I will never abandon you."

Eros kissed the girl's hair with satisfaction and pleasure.

"I like to hear young ladies say things like this."

He paused and then said, "But Eros also likes the way the young lady lies."

Pan Shu was stunned.

The back of his neck went numb, and the next second he lost all consciousness and fell into darkness.

The man kissed the girl's fair and plump forehead obsessively.

"Miss, just have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over."

……

The eerie cold wind howled past.

Xunhe stared coldly at the young man with scarlet eyes in front of him. The blood stains on his hands had long dried up, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

He said firmly, "You killed Chu Song."

"Yeah." The young man responded noncommittally.

He moved his fingertips, and the corner of his mouth curved into something that couldn't be called a smile. He lowered his eyes and slowly opened his mouth, "And you."

"Only by killing you all will you have no chance of harming my sister."

Xunhe curved his lips for the first time, but his eyes, as cold as the moonlight, were full of ridicule, "Why do you think you are the only one who won't hurt her? Why do you think others can't?" Do you love her that way?"

"Do you think you can kill Chu Song so easily?"

Xunhe said coldly, "Chu Song didn't want to hurt her or you, so he chose to die in your hands. Why do you think Chu Song's love is lower than yours? Why do you think I will definitely Will it hurt her?"

Under the moonlight, mist instantly formed in the young man's eyes.

The young man knelt down in vain pain and cried bitterly, "But... Xunhe, you don't dare to bet, do you?"

Xunhe lowered his eyes and remained silent.

He clenched the dagger in his hand, "Come on, it doesn't matter who dies."

Anyway, the one who survives will have to face that difficult man Eros.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The dewdrops on the rose petals hit the windowsill.

Drop by drop, it rolled down again.

The girl was lying quietly on the soft bed, her curly hair as fluffy and thick as seaweed hanging down on her chest, her eyes were slightly closed, and her facial features were as delicate as Sleeping Beauty.

Eros bent down and kissed the girl's lips affectionately, "Let Eros see who is the one who survives."

The door behind him was kicked open violently.

The young man's cold eyebrows drooped, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood. The wet hair on his forehead was dripping with sticky scarlet blood, and his thin white eyelids were also stained with dazzling blood.

Eros curled his lips regretfully, "I thought it would be the lunatic who killed his brother."

Xunhe raised his eyelids.

His gaze passed over Eros, and finally fell on Pan Shu's peaceful sleeping face with a complex yet intense emotion.

Such a look made Eros feel offended and displeased.

This is the displeasure of having one's treasure coveted.

He stood in the darkness, his lips on his pale face were as red as if they were dripping blood. He moved his fingertips, and a dark and eerie mist filled his palms. The wind surging around him instantly violently rose up like a sharp knife.

The systems on Xunhe's body have long been stripped away, but fortunately there are still a few life-saving items.

In the wind blade, a pale golden pattern appeared in front of the young man. In the blink of an eye, the wind blade disappeared silently until it disappeared.

It’s just that the props will eventually run out.

Against Eros, it's like hitting a stone with an egg.

When countless light blades pierced his body, Xunhe subconsciously looked at Pan Shu.

The girl didn't know when she woke up. Her round, innocent eyes were now cold, indifferent, and not even sleepy.

She watched them quietly, fighting for her.

Xunhe's face was pale, and he suddenly remembered the words of the silver-haired boy. He pulled his lips with difficulty, "I know...I know your name."

"What?" Pan Shu was startled.

Even Eros looked at him doubtfully.

Xunhe was hit hard to the ground. He covered his chest and spit out a large mouthful of blood. His cold eyes drooped slightly tiredly, "...Banshu."

"I've seen...the photos on his phone."

"Although you guys look different,...the eyes are exactly the same."

Xunhe curls his lips:

"He has been looking for you for a long time, a long time..."

Pan Shu frowned, "Who is he?"

Xunhe moved his lips, but found that he couldn't make any sound. He closed his eyes slowly, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

How sad.

Obviously I haven't told her that I love her yet.

It turns out that this game, from beginning to end, was just for him to see her again.

Is this considered a mistake...

He also fell in love with the person he longed for day and night.

Panshu watched expressionlessly as Xunhe's breathing became slower and slower, until he was completely dead.

Eros tried his best to ignore the heavy uneasiness in his heart, and forced a smile with his pale lips, "Miss, we can always be together."

Pan Shu stared at him complicatedly, "Eros."

"……Do not say."

For the first time, Eros showed such a pleading look, "Please, don't say it."

The system's cold voice sounded again: "Does the host choose to leave this mission plane?"

Ban Shu lazily frowned, "Yeah."