Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

"Preliminary summary: The male protagonist has a conscience, but not much. Don't use normal people's thinking to substitute it, and Qin Yili is the attacker!" It's attack! Definitely attack! 》

"Your Majesty, please have a funeral -"

"Your Majesty, please have a funeral -"

War drums beat outside the main hall, and the important officials in the hall knelt on the ground, shouting loudly in unison to greet the person sitting on the dragon couch.

He was wearing a luxurious black brocade dragon robe, and the bead curtain on his hair crown covered most of his face, but from his white lower jaw, you could vaguely see how handsome he was.

The important minister with a white beard knelt on the ground: "The rebels are about to capture the entire palace. Please, Your Majesty, sacrifice your life for the country to realize your will!"

"...Bring me the sword."

After the silence, a voice as sweet as jade slowly sounded.

Seeing his promise, all the ministers couldn't help but smile. Only the old eunuch beside the emperor had eyes filled with distress, but there was nothing he could do.

[Host, do you really want to commit suicide according to their wishes? This doesn't look like you! 】

Listening to the childish voice in his head, the emperor holding the sword, Qin Yili, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then why does he look like me?" 】

[Kill everyone in the audience with a sword and make them kneel and call daddy! 】The system mouse answered without hesitation.

Does this sound like the only people who understand him? What the president can say.

Xiao Ba Shu, who was deeply resentful, said bitterly: [If it weren’t for host, you have a sudden idea every time, how could we come back to refresh the strategy. 】

In the eyes of everyone's ecstasy, Qin Yili put his sword on his neck and said lazily: "No matter how much you complain, I won't remember it." 】

Thinking that all his points had been frozen, Xiaoba Mouse was so angry that his system almost short-circuited.

How can anyone make a wish and forget everything after completing a mission? What's even more deceiving is that at the moment when the wish comes true, the main system says that all the worlds they have conquered have collapsed.

【What should we do now? The male protagonist’s darkening value is already 85%. 】

【Cold salad. 】

Little Bashu: [? 】

Red blood flowed slowly down the smooth and white neck.

"Bang--"

The sword fell to the ground with a harsh sound.

The young emperor who was prevented from committing suicide did not pay much attention to the blood staining his lapel red, as if he saw something unbelievable. Shock and ecstasy flashed in his dead eyes, but they quickly disappeared.

The man who stepped into the hall was covered in blood, like a Shura ghost, with his scarlet eyes staring at the aloof emperor.

Some people who were timid and afraid of death moved forward on all fours.

"Emperor Beiyuan, I didn't bully you back then, and I even helped you escape from His Highness the Fifth Prince. Do you still remember-" Before he could finish his words, the Minister of Rites was stabbed through the heart by a sword.

Blood splattered all over the hall.

Wen Chen had never seen such a scene before. His face turned pale with fright and he stepped back repeatedly, fearing that he would be the next victim to be killed by the sword.

Across the bead curtain, Qin Yili looked at the person in front of him with interest.

Is this the male protagonist?

The face and figure look——

So exciting.

The unlucky Xiao Ba Shu, who didn't know what he was thinking, said: [It was detected that the blackening value of the male protagonist Lin Ziye is 85%. This is already the world with the lowest blackening value that I have chosen. 】

Ignoring his thoughts, Qin Yili asked directly: [Tell me what I did to him? 】

[Just use your pretty face to deceive people's feelings. 】

Qin Yili: [That’s it? 】

The seniors are right, you can pick up anything in the trash can, but you can't pick up the trash host! ! !

[Of course it’s more than that. You also used his trust to send all his subordinates in the south to the guillotine. Did you see the injury on his eyes? That's your masterpiece! 】

Subconsciously, his eyes fell on Lin Ziye's eyebrows.

There was a scar that penetrated the forehead bone, less than an inch away from the eye, which shows how dangerous the situation was at that time.

[As expected of me, this scar makes him look more like me. 】

Little Bashu thought that the host who had lost his memory would feel guilty, but he never expected to hear such scumbag words.

Forget it, if the dog owner has a conscience, can it come back to do its mission?

Lin Ziye, who didn't know Qin Yili's nonsense, looked closely at the person he hadn't seen for three years.

He is still so worried, and you can't wait to have the best things in the world at his feet, even if he doesn't care about them.

For example, him.

The armor made a sound as he walked, and it was like a death knell ringing in the hearts of everyone present.

When he stepped onto the steps, the old eunuch loyally stood in front of the young emperor: "What do you want to do to your majesty?"

Lin Ziye turned his eyes to him. The old eunuch had helped him several times when he was still in the southern border, so he just said coldly: "Go away!"

If he was ignorant, he wouldn't mind killing him.

The old eunuch, whose legs were so weak that he was locked by his murderous intent, almost knelt on the ground.

"Back off." A voice as cold as jade sounded.

The worried old eunuch finally gave up his position obediently.

"Do you miss me?" Lin Ziye asked frivolously and playfully in the solemn hall, stopping two steps away from the young man.

The young emperor just looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Lin Ziye, who didn't want his answer at all, didn't mind Qin Yili's silence.

Throwing the sword on the dragon chair, he held the young emperor who was already taller but thinner in his arms, and his rough palms frivolously played with his delicate skin: "For the past three years, I have been here every day and every night. Miss you."

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, Lin Ziye lowered his head and bit the young man's neck, not stopping even when he tasted the smell of blood.

"I miss you and want to eat all your flesh and blood."

The king, who had already lost a lot of blood, seemed to be unable to bear the stimulation of being humiliated, and his body weakened and he fainted.

Firmly confining him in his arms, Lin Ziye held him and sat on the dragon chair, as if he was savoring a delicacy, and patiently bit his neck until his body was covered with bruises.

[Hey - he is so perverted. 】

Xiaoba Shu, who was worried that his host would be torn into pieces by the furious male protagonist: [...The male protagonist is perverted because of you! 】

Qin Yili, who had no sense of being the culprit, commented in the consciousness space: [Then he has to thank me for developing his hidden attributes. 】

【…】

Even without memory, thick skin is still the host's only characteristic!

"Your Majesty!" The general who walked in ignored the strange scene and said expressionlessly: "What are we going to do with these people?"

Lin Ziye, who was very satisfied with his masterpiece, said casually: "Kill them all."

"Yes."

Seeing him approaching them with a knife, the civil servants who usually looked down on generals the most tightened their armor, and many of them kowtowed without dignity and begged for mercy.

Lin Ziye, who was patiently combing the young man's hair, saw his brows furrowed and glanced at everyone with cold eyes: "Shut up!"

The main hall, which was as noisy as a vegetable market, suddenly became quiet.

"Don't want to die?"

Everyone nodded hurriedly.

Lin Ziye looked at the unconscious young man in his arms and traced his features little by little with his fingertips. His eyes were sticky and treacherous: "It's okay if I want you to live alone, but... what do you think you should do with this Southern Emperor?" Is it good?"