Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

Chu Yu was in an empty scene, like a blank piece of paper. She lost feeling in her right hand, her head hurt, and she couldn't get up.

There was a golden stream of light that looked very calm, and she spoke in a beautiful voice:

"I am Yun Ximo."

"Yun Ximo? Are you a weapon spirit?" Chu Yu couldn't help but ask.

The golden light did not answer her, but said to itself: "I am going to disappear. I have a last wish."

"I want everyone to know my story."

The golden stream of light disappeared after saying this. At this time, Chu Yu heard a familiar voice calling her: "Xiao Yu? Xiao Yu, are you there?"

It was Qi Shuoxing's voice.

"I'm here!" As soon as Chu Yu finished saying this, he opened his eyes and saw another scene.

She was lying in a dilapidated house, with a damp and cold bed underneath her. There was flying snow outside, which made the quilt stiff from the cold.

"Twinkle Star?"

Chu Yu called Qi Shuoxing. She looked around and found no one else.

Chu Yu wanted to sit up, but just as he was about to get up, he was forcefully pulled back to the bed as if he was tied by something.

"What's going on?" Chu Yu was puzzled, and suddenly heard a burst of laughter: "Finally, she finally woke up. I thought there was a magic medicine in the air that can make people fall asleep."

This was Wang Sheng laughing at her.

"Wang Risheng? Where are you?"

"Pfft hahahahaha..." This time the laughter was intensive, coming from her friends, who were all laughing at her.

Chu Yu was confused.

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My name is Chu Yu, a monk in the Spirit King Realm. I was involved in an artifact called "Yun Ximo Silk Book" and became Yun Ximo...'s right hand.

"No wonder I can't feel anything in my right hand. How could we be on the same body?" Chu Yu complained.

"I don't know. Anyway, I can finally talk and feel comfortable." Wang Risheng's voice came from above his head.

Chu Yu: "Wang Risheng, you are a big mouth."

Wang Sheng: "How do you know I am Yun Ximo's mouth?"

Chu Yu:......

Qi Shuoxing smiled at this time and said: "My brother has the left eye and I have the right eye."

"What about the others? Is everyone here?" Chu Yu asked with concern: "Shen Yuezi?"

"Ahem, I'm left-handed." Kamigotsuko's voice came from the left.

Qi Shuoxing also said: "Mr. Jiang, are you here? Tell Xiao Yu who you are."

"I am the neck." Jiang Yanli's warm voice came.

Chu Yu suddenly remembered that his wolf had also followed him in. Mo Xuan wouldn't have gotten lost, right?

"Mo Xuan? Mo Xuan!" Chu Yu called Xiaolang and heard a "Ouch~" in response.

Great, Mo Xuan didn’t lose it!

"Mo Xuan, where are you?" Chu Yu asked again.

Wang Sheng felt something was wrong, and said with some horror: "Chu Yu, your dog seems to be a nose, and it is breathing on my head!"

Qi Shuoxing: "That's great, our Mo Xuan has the sharpest nose."

"Ouch~"

Wang Sheng: "Little wolf, don't have a runny nose..."

Jiang Yanli: "Master Wang, if you accidentally eat it, don't swallow it..."

Chu Yu's voice came faintly: "If nothing happens, call your dog, if something happens, call me little wolf..."

Mo Xuan hummed.

Thinking that there were still two companions who didn't know where they were, Chu Yu shouted: "Ao Zheng, Lingchan?"

Wang Sheng's tone was sneaky, as if he was watching a good show: "Shh... they probably haven't woken up yet. We will know when they wake up."

Chu Yu said "Oh" and waited for a breath or two. Everyone suddenly saw his left leg lifted up twitchingly, and then slammed down again, accompanied by a "Holy shit".

"Who's holding me back?"

It's Ao Zheng.

Everyone couldn't bear it any longer and burst into laughter.

Chu Yu knew why he was laughed at just now.

Because she stood up, her right hand twitched.

"Where are you? What are you laughing at!" Ao Zheng couldn't help asking. As soon as he finished speaking, his right leg twitched and he lifted it up, then slammed it on the bed.

Ao Zheng: "What happened just now?"

Lingchan: "Ouch...it hurts."

Wang Sheng laughed loudly: "We're all here, we're all here! Hahahahahahaha..."

.........

People outside looked at the picture projected by the artifact. It seemed that everyone who entered the crack had turned into Yun Ximo. She was a thin, fragile-looking girl with beautiful features.

Everyone also roughly understood the wish of the artifact.

She wanted these monks to live Yun Ximo's life and present them to everyone.

Just now, some people thought the task was easy, but after waiting and watching for a while, many people gave up.

Someone made the wrong choice at the wrong link, which directly led to the early death of "Yun Ximo" and the scene was deleted.

According to the rules, the loser will disappear along with the artifact.

This is not the most discouraging point. The main thing is that to finish Yun Ximo's life, he must go through what Yun Ximo has experienced.

If nothing else, Yun Ximo was... so miserable.

Yun Ximo, controlled by Xiao He, was the first to enter and has been alive ever since. However, he has already suffered a lot, including poisoning, bloodletting, and torture... Everyone was waiting for Xiao He to finish the previous story, and then copied his homework. They saw I gave up later.

It’s so bitter! It’s not something ordinary people can bear!

No one dug in mindlessly anymore, the crack gradually closed, and the artifact closed the entrance.

Everyone just looked at the "clouds washing ink" one after another on the projection, watching them being tortured and bullied in various ways.

Some righteous monks were so emotional that their eyes turned red with anger.

But some people noticed something was wrong.

There is a "Yun Ximo", and the plot has not started yet. I have been lying on the bed with my limbs twitching uncoordinatedly.

That "Yun Ximo" was also muttering something in his mouth. One of his eyes was big and the other was small. He didn't look very smart.

"Poor child, he must be scared crazy by Yun Ximo's life."

"I don't think so. He seems to have had a stroke and can't get out of bed."

Then, the "Yun Ximo" got the energy from nowhere, turned over, rolled out of bed like a puddle of mud, landed on his face, and crawled darkly on the ground in an extremely abstract manner.

Everyone was stunned.