The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

The sharp tip of the knife cut through the fair skin of the arm, leaving a bloody mark and then returned to the neck.

Suddenly, a roar came from somewhere, shaking the entire Xiaohe Village. Li Xiaojing's eyes instantly lost focus and turned gray.

In an instant, the entire space began to fall apart piece by piece like a torn painting.

Nan Zhiyi felt like she was falling continuously, and then fell into a cold embrace. A dazzling silver hair passed by her eyes.

I saw a man wearing ancient sacrificial clothes and a white hat with a golden crow totem painted on it hugging me.

The wound on my arm was painful, itchy and a little hot.

"You're awake." A cold voice sounded in my ears, like a handful of snow in winter, freezing my heart.

"High Priest, has the Holy Son finally woken up? I was so scared, I thought he was going to die."

Li Xiaowen saw Nan Zhiyi waking up, bent down exaggeratedly to look at her, and clapped his hands happily.

"Sir, tell me what you encountered. Did you find any trace of the holy object?"

"Where is this?" Nan Zhiyi ignored her and asked on her own.

His voice was as hoarse as the friction of a dead tree, and every word he uttered was labored and carried a bloody smell, and the pain was as if he had swallowed a thousand needles.

"This is my cave." The cold voice came from behind again.

Li Xiaowen received the order from the high priest and trotted to get a glass of warm water.

Nan Zhiyi took small sips of the wine from the man's hand and looked around.

This should be a man-made cave, oval in shape, dotted with glowing wind chime flowers, illuminating the small but clean and tidy place as if it were daytime.

There were very few things in the whole place. The bed, the cabinet, the table and the chair were all white with exquisite light blue wind chime patterns painted on them.

It can be seen that the owner of the house is a person who loves life very much but is very introverted.

As time went by, Nan Zhiyi gradually felt many unfamiliar memories emerging.

"Why am I here?"

"Your identity in the dark world died, so I pulled you back here?"

"Then where is this place?"

"The bright world."

"Where am I from?"

"The bright world..."

The high priest was like an NPC with a good temper. He would answer every question from Nan Zhiyi.

When you are not asked, he will just sit there quietly and act as a human cushion. When you want to rest, he will gently put you down and leave.

There is a huge contrast between his cold and ruthless appearance. He is truly a good person with a warm heart.

Nan Zhiyi quickly sorted out what had happened.

The origin of the Twin Village is not because of the abundance of twins, but because of the existence of the light and dark worlds.

With the birth of every newborn in the bright world, a corresponding dark world will also appear, and even the size and development of the city are restored one-to-one.

And his scope is even wider, extending to the entire world of novels.

However, compared to the sunny and cheerful people in the light world, the people in the dark world seem to have another side that is dark and lonely.

They seem to be born full of all kinds of negative energy, becoming dangerous and treacherous, making people in the bright world shudder at the mention of them.

If the holy object had not been lost, the original owner, the unlucky Son of God, would not have been sent to the dark world like the male and female protagonists to search for the location of the twin flowers.

Unfortunately, the opponent was too strong. Due to misjudging the opponent's strength, he had died twice in the dark world.

Everyone has only three chances, which means that when you die this time, you can say goodbye to this unlucky world.

But the problem is, there are traces of death this time, but there is no clue as to how he died last time! ?

"So I have to go back?"

"This is your responsibility and obligation as the Son of God."

"Then I won't be the Holy Son anymore, okay?"

"No."

"You still have one day to prepare well, and then I will send you in again."

Nan Zhiyi looked at the other person's calm face and heard such cold words. She turned around irritably and leaned against the wall in a cocoon, shutting herself in.

The high priest stretched out his hand, curled his fingers, then retracted them. He stood up with a complicated look in his eyes, walked towards the door, and let Li Xiaowen come in to guard.

I take back what I said before. He is a cold-blooded tyrant with no humanity and no gentleness at all.

What exactly should we prepare to avoid and survive the Shura field we face once we enter?

After all, people in the bright world are different from those in the dark world in that they hold bugs. They are real ordinary people and can be easily controlled.

Hey, it seems that in order to stay alive, I have to become more clingy. At least Si Ye won’t kill me, right?

"Tell me, what did your twin sister Li Xiaojing think? Why did she suddenly take action?"

"How should I know? And she is not my twin sister."

Li Xiaowen said this, quickly finished the unknown sticky stuff in the bowl, collapsed on the chair and burped in satisfaction.

"Can you please give me some independent space? You are watching over me every day like a prisoner."

"I don't want to either. I still want to play with my girlfriends outside. Who told you that you have a history of suicide?

After you die, we have to find a way to choose a new Holy Son, which will make the high priest very embarrassed, after all, drawing lots, rock-paper-scissors, and flipping coins are all used. "

Nan Zhiyi's mouth twitched, and she covered her eyes with hopeless eyes, indicating that she didn't want to know such bad news.

"So no one is willing to be the Holy Son?"

“No, you volunteered.

After all, there are countless people who have fallen in love with the high priest, but you, as the Son of God, are the first one who dares to approach him. You are so brave. "

"Thank you for the compliment."

The room suddenly became quiet again, just when Nan Zhiyi was still thinking about how he would be thrown into the dark world.

When he opened his eyes, he saw someone familiar.

Ling Siye was standing by his bed with a haggard look on his face. When he saw that he woke up, he hugged him with surprise.

"Ayi, you finally woke up.

When I came back to find you, I saw you lying in a pool of blood in the corridor outside the door. My heart almost stopped.

I thought I'd never find you again?"

"I never want to be separated from you again and leave you alone."

Nan Zhiyi pounded his shoulders with difficulty, feeling like she was about to be strangled to death by his tight embrace.

"Let go...let go. I can't breathe."

Ling Siye was awakened by his voice and quickly loosened his grip a little, but still not completely.

The warm liquid flowed across the neck and was absorbed into the clothes. Nan Zhiyi's accusatory words choked in his throat and turned into a silent sigh.

He lowered his eyes slightly, hugged him back tenderly, and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid Si Ye, I'm here.

I chased him out that day, but I didn’t expect to run into that lunatic Li Xiaojing. I was careless, and I won’t do that again in the future.”

"Well, from now on, we'll go together wherever we go, so no one will take advantage of us."

"it is good."