After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Zhong Yao was silent for a while before asking, "What about you? If Zhang Duo died, no one could help you revive. Are you willing to accept that?"

Chi Xiaoxun pursed his lips and did not directly answer Zhong Yao's question. He just whispered, "I want to go home."

Zhong Yao looked at him blankly, not quite understanding the connection between the two.

She was about to say something when she saw Chi Xiaoxun gather his spirits and point curiously at the puppet behind her.

"I've been wanting to ask since a while ago, who is this person?"

He didn't want to say it, and Zhong Yao didn't ask any more questions. He just answered his question: "My bodyguard."

Chi Xiaoxun nodded: "Oh oh oh, you have lost your memory, someone needs to protect you."

Having said this, he lowered his head again: "As for Xiang Yi's matter... I can't do anything. The boss hid the crystal ball containing your memory in an unknown place. No one knows where it is. I'm sorry."

He patted his butt and stood up, then waved to Zhong Yao with a smile: "Then I'll go first. Zhong Yao, keep going."

Zhong Yao watched him turn and leave, thought for a moment, and finally called him.

"Chi Xiaoxun."

"Well, is there anything else?"

"I didn't lose my memory." Zhong Yao said.

Chi Xiaoxun paused and looked back in surprise. His eyes were filled with tears, but he smiled as if relieved.

"Ha, I said that the boss only regards you as his only opponent. You are so powerful, so you must have a backup plan."

He cried and laughed, his shoulders trembling, "Zhong Yao, you obviously didn't have to tell me, but thank you, thank you for telling me."

Thank you for letting me experience the feeling of being treated sincerely again after so many years.

He raised his arms and wiped his tears randomly, waved vigorously at Zhong Yao, then turned around and ran away happily.

At the next fork in the road, Chi Xiaoxun turned to the far right without hesitation.

Bixi endured for a long time, but when she no longer saw Chi Xiaoxun, she finally threw herself into the arms of Yueguang and burst into tears.

Mushroom worriedly saw a little body from her hair and gently touched Tourmaline's head with the umbrella.

"What's wrong?" Moonlight patted Tourmaline soothingly, "Did you sense any of his emotions?"

Tourmaline nodded with sobs, but was too uncomfortable to speak.

Hei Yao opened his mouth but said nothing. He just silently clicked on his watch.

Ever since he was awakened by his mother in Wen Dongshan and got this smart watch, he would often record some content in his circle of friends at night when everyone was asleep.

During that chaotic year, because there was no signal, he set up a group chat for only himself and posted everything he wanted to say in this group chat.

He fiddled with his watch and typed out a paragraph of text bit by bit.

On x month x day, 20xx, the game finals, with Chi Xiaoxun

We watched with our own eyes as this man, who had only met our mother twice, leaped for joy and rushed towards death.

……

Zhong Yao received a reminder from the system.

She spread out her hands and accepted the gift box reward from Chi Xiaoxun.

That's the last 20% of the gun debris.

The moment he got it, the five fragments combined into a complete picture of a gun, and when Zhong Yao reached out to it, it turned into a turquoise gun.

Zhong Yao loaded the bullet and held it in his hand for a while.

Chaos, Mo Qi just watched quietly, and for a moment, she felt that A Wu wanted to shoot the shot towards the sky.

Towards the outside of the void, towards the way of heaven, and towards all the high-dimensional players who do not regard people in the supernatural world as human beings.

But she can't.

"If Zhang Duo and I were truly the top contenders for the Gu King competition, if I were the organizer, I would let us meet last."

She finally put away her gun, laughed, put the puppet back into emergency mode, and continued to move towards the center. "Let's go and finish the side quest. I haven't collected all my location tickets yet."

Meanwhile, a virtual place of death.

I don't know when a hazy fog began to fill this place.

There is also a scent of grass in the mist. Different from the smell of mowed lawn, this smell of grass is not unpleasant and makes people feel refreshed in a rare way.

Zhang Zelin swung the chain, and as the flesh and the chain came into contact, the tied-up psychic let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain.

But even so, he still did not forget to shout out his dream of becoming the Gu King, and raised the sharp blade in his hand and chopped forward desperately.

And in front of him, the person who was about to be chopped was Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo's body was filled with shining light. He kicked the sharp blade in the psychic's hand away, pushed him down, and then poured the light from his palm into the other's head like crazy.

The psychic stopped screaming and his eyes gradually became clear. He hissed and tried to turn his head to look back.

"Who's stepping on my back? Get off quickly, it hurts so much. Damn, this hurts too much, did you hit me secretly?"

Zhang Zelin breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems to be useful."

"Ahhh? Director Zhang, why are you here?"

Zhang Zelin rubbed his temple tiredly: "It's a long story, don't you remember it?"

Dongfang Mo reached out and pulled him up from the ground, and the psychic could then see clearly the person behind him.

"Remember what?" The psychic was confused. "Team Leader Dongfang, what are you doing? Why did you two hit me?"

Zhang Zelin sighed, "Who wants to hit you? You came at us two, howling, saying that you wanted to be the Gu King and asked us to take our lives. Don't you remember anything at all?"

The psychic's eyes widened, he raised his hand and pointed at himself in surprise, then pointed at the other party: "Me? Want to kill you? Wow, am I so brave?"

Zhang Zelin: “…”

Dongfang Mo: “…”

"Be serious." Zhang Zelin kicked him, "What do you remember?"

The psychic thought for a moment and answered seriously, "I have a physical ability that allows me to turn my arms into weapons. I think this ability is quite convenient for killing people in this place.

Doesn’t this crappy game prohibit suicide? So when I came in, I called for help everywhere, thinking of helping to send away my friends who were in a hurry to go back to work or school, and then find someone to send me away when the time was right.”

After a pause, he scratched his head in confusion again.

"Then...then, it seems that I sent off the first... um, sorry, Director Zhang, I don't remember much. Anyway, I felt dizzy and everything I saw was double.

My ears seemed to be covered by someone, and someone seemed to be saying something in my ear, but I couldn't hear it clearly. When I woke up again, you two were beating me. So why? Why did you two beat me?"

Zhang Zelin, Dongfang Mo: "..."

After listening to the two people explaining the hidden rules of the game, the expression of the psychic was like a color palette. The emotional expression at this moment was simply brilliant, and if it were put in the entertainment industry, it could beat all the veteran actors.