Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi really laughed out loud.

The walking figure did not stop and the friction sound continued. Mu Yun woke up because of the "noise" he made. When he looked at Song Yi, the clothes on his back were wet with sweat. He looked like he had just woken up from a nightmare, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

Song Yi nodded to Muyun while looking at him, and whispered, "One person, as usual, you fight in close combat, and I fight at a distance, can you handle it?"

After all, at present, although Mu Yun is a melee fighter, he is also an assassin, not a warrior. In the case of insufficient defense, it is still inhumane to let Fei Niao take the damage. Fortunately, Song Yi is Stardust, and the guilt only flashed by, and he put it behind his mind and turned to wait for Mu Yun's reaction.

This time, Song Yi was surprised that Mu Yun did not leave. Instead, he shook his head slightly, showing some hesitation. It was not because of his ability. Instead, he said, "This is a patrolling monster. Can we wait until it passes by before we go over?"

It was a compassionate voice. After speaking, Mu Yun sighed. Even though the light was dim, Song Yi felt the light when the voice appeared.

Yes, it was the Light of the Virgin Mary. It was only at this moment that he understood why Sui Yuesheng felt that he had met an angel. It was really...

"What? You can't bear to kill?" Song Yi said casually, his hands moving non-stop, changing guns skillfully, while increasing the lethality, adding silencers, preparing for battle.

When Mu Yun heard his words, he was slightly stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Yi came back to his senses and felt the gun with his fingertips, then he realized what he had said. He was a little confused. After this resurrection, the strange "subconscious" thoughts continued to increase. Perhaps it was the forgotten memories at work. He occasionally didn't understand his own thoughts, but there was no point in continuing to struggle with a question he didn't know the answer to. He laughed again and joked, "Mr. Angel, forgiving it is not what you should do," trying to change the subject.

Mu Yun sighed and nodded in agreement with Song Yi. There was even more pity in his eyes, but it was not directed at the patrolling monsters, but at Song Yi instead.

Song Yi didn't care about this. He even smiled when he saw Mu Yun draw his sword again, hanging the weapon at his side, ready to attack.

He said, "I don't care about the suffering they may have gone through. I only know that I promised Sister Jasmine that we would meet in town, and I'm going to meet her."

Mu Yun said "OK" and restrained the expression on his face. The two reached a consensus again, but the patrolling monster's movement speed was not fast. After they got into position, they waited for dozens of seconds, but did not see the distance between the two sides get closer. Song Yi's thoughts drifted away again, and his eyes swept to the side and fell on Mu Yun's knife.

He had seen Sui Yuesheng holding this weapon. Perhaps because of the difference in body size, Mu Yun was taller, almost the same height as Song Yi, and a head taller than Sui Yuesheng. When he held the dagger, the dagger looked even smaller. It did not look like a lethal weapon, but more like a children's toy, which made Song Yi gasp in amazement.

But on second thought, Sui Yuesheng's life was difficult, and this weapon was not easy to come by. It passed from the hands of this unlucky protagonist to Mu Yun's hands, and then helped Sui Yuesheng overcome difficulties again when Mu Yun was asleep. Now Mu Yun needs it, and the dagger fights alongside Mu Yun again.

Song Yi inexplicably ate a bite of CP food, and looked at Mu Yun with a strange look. Their teammates had a biased impression of each other. Fortunately, the situation was special. The two of them were on the battlefield and did not have much time to communicate, so they did not know each other's thoughts.

There were more important things that needed attention, such as the movement trajectory of the patrolling monster. It was not coming towards them, nor was it moving in a fixed direction. Instead, the moment it revealed its metal boots and stepped on the ground, it turned around and went back, wandering in the smoke and dust, and it didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

Two and a half minutes later, the gray dust fog changed slightly, becoming slightly lighter in color than before. The debris that initially burst out settled down, leaving only fine smoke and dust still floating. There was no sign of dissipating for the time being, and the degree of danger posed by the fog had obviously decreased.

The two looked at each other and walked into the fog without further words. As usual, Mu Yun walked in front, so Song Yi could clearly see that the moment Mu Yun touched the dust and fog, his body trembled, and then continued to move forward. His posture was slightly stiff, not much different from before, and he did not receive any danger warning.

This situation made Song Yi secretly alert and fully prepared for danger. Even though he had just rejected Noah's Ark, in the moment of crisis, he honestly put his hand on his waist bag so that he could take out props at any time. However, all his expectations were useless the moment he stepped in, and he trembled like Mu Yun.

It’s really cold!

They did not encounter any attacks, but the temperature inside was too low. It was precisely because of the cold that the speed of the two was restricted. After walking out of the originally warm weather, their limbs became a little stiff. The one who felt this the most was Mu Yun. This good man no longer had mercy on the world at this time and encountered his own weakness.

Song Yi was only oppressed by the cold air at first, but as they moved forward, his feline nature was activated, and the previously stagnant body transformation continued. As he gradually adapted to the temperature, hair began to grow on his skin, and even the shape of his ears began to change. He actually felt more comfortable than the previous temperature.

They kept getting closer to the patrolling monster. On the other side, the other side had reached an end and was about to turn back. Song Yi took two quick steps, stepped heavily on the ground, jumped up with a boost, and pounced on the patrolling monster.

This action surprised two people, not the patrolling monster, but Mu Yun and Song Yi himself. The shooter suddenly raised his face, which not only surprised Mu Yun, but also Song Yi for a moment. He was so happy to walk that he realized what he was doing when he was in the air. His hands had already moved by themselves and smashed the gun body into the patrolling monster's head.

A crisp collision sound was heard, and the patrolling monster, who had just turned sideways, staggered and failed to stand firmly. He was dragged down by the big knife and tilted toward the outside of the fog. He was about to fall out, but at the edge, he hit the back of the knife first and changed direction and fell on the spot.

The battle cannot be ended yet.

Song Yi just exhaled and regained his attention. This monster, which seemed to have weak legs and feet, fell towards him while staggering. It could be said that it had a clear target, but its forward movement was blocked. Mu Yun took the initiative to step forward, stabbing with a short knife from the side, heading straight for the opponent's neck, trying to force the patrolling monster to avoid and buy time for Song Yi.

It's just that the weather was too cold, which hit the bird's weak point. Mu Yun's movements were slower than before. On the one hand, it was because the monsters' strengths were different. His knife was half a beat slower after all. The sharp blade rubbed against the patrolling monster's neck, leaving a grayish-white scratch. The staggering body was still moving forward, and in a flash it was in front of Song Yi.