We Are Gamers

Ming Heyuan didn't intend to risk his life here.

A cup of tea is the longest he can hold on, no matter how long he can't stand it.

After the words fell, Ming Heyuan took a deep breath, and the momentum of his whole body soared. With him as the center, a light green poisonous mist floated up. Emerald green pupils lit up in the mist, and a transparent poisonous dragon with a length of ten feet emerge.

The poisonous dragon entrenched its body, guarding Styx in the middle, with a pair of emerald green eyes containing a little bit of spirituality.

Bai Ge lost his wits and went over to check what it was.

【Spirit of Poisonous Flood Dragon】

[Introduction: The secret method of the underworld, confining the soul and refining the soul. After killing a powerful creature, gather its remnant soul, devour its essence, and refine it into a guardian spirit body. Its strength grows with the strength of the owner]

"It turned out to be a call." Bai Ge understood, he turned his head and asked, "How about it? Stay here, or run away?"

"Hundred Eyes Demon Monarch is weak and poisonous, it was severely damaged 60 years ago, it is impossible to recover so quickly." The man in black muttered to himself, she bit her nails, and said stubbornly: "I don't believe it, it's impossible! "

A mocking sneer came from the shadow.

"It is true that 60 years ago, I was poisoned, but it does not mean that my weakness cannot be overcome."

"The strong always break before standing."

The overlapping voices came across the air, from far to near, not loudly, but as if the other party was nearby.

The Hundred Eyes Demon Lord tore it apart with his bare hands, and the entire night fell into deeper darkness. The sky suddenly sank, and the last ray of moonlight that was still alive was also blocked, and pairs of blood-red eyeballs opened, like the gaze of evil spirits and ghosts.

This toughness is genuine, not an illusion or an illusion.

The black robe's face was slightly pale, and she resisted not wanting to back away.

Ming Heyuan released the poisonous flood dragon spirit body, spewing out a highly poisonous mist of breath, which corroded the forest and vegetation.

"Come on."

He gave his final warning, but before he could finish his words, the dark world engulfed him again.

"How to do?"

Bai Ge asked: "If you don't run, I'm afraid it's really too late."

"Why don't you run?"

The black-robed ghost hung its head.

"What am I afraid of? If I get caught, I will die at most."

Bai Ge smiled meaningfully: "But if you are caught, you might be fine... right?"

"Yes, if I fall into its hands, life must be worse than death."

She gritted her teeth: "But do you want me to escape? At this time, at this time, before this only chance? How much time, how much price, how much painstaking effort have I paid to finally get to this step... ..."

All of her thoughts were condensed into four short words.

"I can not be reconciled!"

"Understandable."

Bai Ge narrowed his eyes: "But you are wasting the time that Comrade Ming Heyuan spent his life fighting for, there is not much time left for you to struggle, unless you have some backup, otherwise it is almost impossible to kill it .”

"Follower..."

She held her fingers: "Of course there are, but they are no longer useful."

She laughed at herself: "At first I was afraid that it would escape, so I set a bait that it would never refuse, but it has already overcome the poison, and my blindfold move is completely meaningless..."

"Bait?"

Bai Ge raised his eyebrows: "Are you referring to yourself? Did you poison yourself?"

"That's all I can do."

She said softly: "I am weak, and the only means I can use are these."

"It's a matter of trying as hard as I can."

Bai Ge patted her on the top of the head: "I'll give you a reward."

This time she didn't react too aggressively, because the psychological pressure was too heavy, and she no longer cared about Bai Ge's presumptuousness.

After a short pause, she asked again, "Why don't you run away?"

Bai Ge said, "I have already answered this question just now."

"It's different, you're not afraid of death, it doesn't mean you have to die here." She raised her face suddenly, her black robe fluttered slightly, her eyes fixed on Baige: "Are you waiting for me to ask you for help?"

"Do you want to try?" Bai Ge asked calmly.

"It's not necessary." She teased softly: "You said it yourself...you are interested in my secrets, or in other words, you are interested in my fate, and you knew from the beginning that the result would be like this."

"Oh?" Bai Ge was surprised: "You know that I know?"

"Isn't it?" she said, "For the most vicious and wicked people, it is indeed a very pleasant thing to watch someone's hard work go to waste and the dike of a thousand miles collapse. If you don't leave , I just don’t want to leave this excellent auditorium.”

"I don't deny that."

Whether it's a happy story or a tragic ending...as long as it's interesting, you can always get some feelings from it. Only stability is boring, and players can't stand this kind of tedious boring. Freshness, excitement and pleasure are what he was after.

"You knew from the beginning, waiting for this moment, waiting for me to be cornered, and then asking you for help, and finally happily refused." She gritted her teeth: "So I won't ask you for help."

"Even if you die here, don't you ask the villain for help?" Bai Ge touched his chin: "It's amazing to be reserved, but if you die here, everything will be in vain, including your purpose."

"This is my business, and no one else can take care of it. If you can get what you want by bowing your head and begging others, why should I..." There was powerlessness in her sneer.

"Praying to gods and worshiping Buddha is worse than relying on yourself." Bai Ge asked: "I've come to this point, I think you don't mind telling me what is your purpose, just to kill and then quickly?"

"revenge."

"For whom?"

"Dear ones."

"Which one?"

"a lot of."

"Is it really a close relative?"

"The grace of nurturing is also a close relative."

"Understood." Bai Ge nodded: "That's why you're covering your face?"

"..." She pulled her hood silently: "If your curiosity is satisfied, there is still time to leave now."

"If you're in a hurry to reincarnate, don't worry about staying here for a while, there is one last thing." Bai Ge looked at the dark forest that was getting deeper and deeper: "You really don't think about begging me?"

"Does it make sense?"

"No."

After getting the answer, there was a mocking smile under the black robe, which was exactly what she thought.

But Bai Ge suddenly changed the subject: "For those who seek death, any help is minimal."

"Death seeker?"

She asked, "Are you talking about me?"

"Who else could it be?"

Bai Ge asked back: "You have the face of death written all over your face, and there is such a big danger word on the top of your head, but you don't even have the slightest desire to survive."

"You didn't say I'm qualified!"

She gritted her teeth: "Why do you scold me, you rotten person who deserves to die."

"Well said, but weak."

"You don't even understand how you want to die."

"Put on an attitude of 'doing your best and obeying the destiny' here, complaining about yourself, saying that you are not reconciled, while wasting precious escape time... saying that you don't want to live on, but you want to embrace the end with pride."

Bai Ge smiled: "Too contradictory."

"You don't understand anything, don't be too self-righteous..."

She gritted her teeth, suppressing her emotions, the corners of her eyes twitched and twitched.

"It's precisely because I understand it too well that I say you have no desire to survive."

Bai Ge said: "Whether the strength of the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord is meaningless or your own layout is meaningless, you accepted it too quickly, and even the unwillingness dissipated in the blink of an eye, and your mood calmed down. A person full of desire for revenge How can a person calm down so quickly, seeing his efforts come to nothing, even if he loses his mind because of this, it is normal, but you... you just accepted it naturally."

"How can I not accept it?"

"If you don't accept it, there will be a change, but you refuse the change, but this is enough to prove that you knew from the beginning that you would encounter this situation, and you considered the worst outcome from the beginning, but did not take the worst consideration. Let's make the layout." Bai Ge snapped his fingers: "Why?"

"..." She didn't answer.

"Because you can't do it, because you think it's impossible to succeed." Bai Ge put it bluntly: "Revenge that can't be successful, a plan that can't be achieved, but you still insist on carrying it out. Do you know what this is called?"

She remained silent.

"It's called courting death." Bai Ge said, "It's far from revenge."

"In your eyes, revenge must be successful?" She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and refuted aloud, and asked Bai Ge: "I have tried my best and put in a lot of effort, who can demand that this reality can be as I want? willing?"

"Anger is right, so is incompetence and rage." Bai Ge lowered his waist slightly and looked down at her: "But you want to say that you will do your best? Are you really doing your best? You don't even grasp the chance of survival in front of you. You can’t even say a plea, but you dare to say your best?”

"Enough!" She scolded angrily, "You still open your mouth even though you know the other party won't agree? This is just torturing yourself and lowering your self-esteem!"

"That's right, this is revenge."

Bai Ge's voice was cold: "What do you think hatred is? It can teach a person to become unrecognizable. Even if he falls into the Asura hell, he will drag his enemy into the sea of ​​blood. What self-esteem, restraint, morality, law... Before the truly hard-won hatred, it is not worth mentioning at all, in order to achieve the goal, you will not hesitate to trample yourself into the mud, this is called revenge."

He said mockingly: "And what you did can only be called courting death."

The nails of the black robe pierced into the skin, she wanted to refute, but couldn't speak.

The more he talked, the more pale and feeble he seemed, until he was silent and speechless.

Whether she has the courage to trample on herself for the sake of hatred, I don't know from the bottom of my heart.

Perhaps from the very beginning, when she knew who the enemy she hated was, her heart had already surrendered.

"It's the same as I thought." Bai Ge's conversation continued: "The real object of revenge you want is not only this one, but someone else, even to the point of making you desperate."

This is the biggest secret you want to hide.