I Was Once a Legend

The author has something to say: Reminder before reading: This article is divided into half and half, cp is Dong Zheng x Cui Zuojing

Residual hatred is foreshadowing.

About the younger brother: It takes time for the character to grow. No one is born standing on the cloud, and the younger brother will transform into a reliable teammate in a very short time.

The answer about the Blood Pact: Shou only saved Gong this time by sharing the injury, and Gong also used his own ability to provide many buffs to Shou through the Blood Pact, and saved Shou in times of crisis.

The only time Gong used the power of coercive command of the blood contract was before the blood contract was terminated. The two were already in love with each other. He used the blood contract order to hope that the relationship between the two would never change.

The whole process of the blood contract is more like a form to promote the plot, it is just a name, there is no compulsion between Gong and Shou, [Gong has never forced Shou, never], the two respect each other physically and mentally.Shou plays the role of guide, you can regard Shou as Yao Lao who is trapped in the ring, and Gong as Xiao Yan who has obtained this opportunity.

If you get hit by thunder, I hope you don’t scold me for it. I’m just a small author who honestly writes about my favorite things. Please let us go.If you don't like it but can't accept it, it only means that this is not a story prepared for you, and please don't post strange remarks that distort the content of the article in the comment area.

If that's acceptable, then welcome to the Pure White Land, I'm your guide, ██.

The world is going barren along time, you and I are both believers in entropy.

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Cui Zuojing opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The outside was still empty and pure white. If it wasn’t for the rumble of the railroad tracks, he wouldn’t even be able to tell whether the train was still moving—in this space without any reference, the concept of movement It all seemed blurred.

Cui Zuojing just glanced at it, then looked away bored.

He habitually glanced at his pocket watch, the pointer stopped at 37:[-], and hadn't moved since he entered here.

It is no longer possible to count how long the train has been traveling in the pure white boundary.

There was no one in the carriage except him. The white cat was curled up on the seat next to it, sleeping soundly. Its fur had lost its luster due to age, and its round body rose and fell with its breathing.

Cui Zuojing moved, moved his stiff muscles a little, and closed his eyes again.

Three days ago, he bid farewell to his parents and sister, and took the cat, who was running out of time, to sneak away from the baby's dream, and returned to the pure white world that had been separated for eight years, and boarded the train that had been waiting for him for a long time.

Does the queen know he's back?

Cui Zuojing slept in a daze, and the vague dreams that had haunted him for eight years finally became clear again.

Faces from the past, dead or imprisoned forever, flashed before him, including himself.

No one knows when the train stopped.

The first one to be discovered was the white cat. Its body was already too old, and even sleeping became a burden, but this time was different. It suddenly felt much lighter in its sleep.

After waking up, it stared at the red house in the circus not far from the window for a few seconds, stretched out its paw and patted Cui Zuojing on the shoulder: "Meow——"

Cui Zuojing was woken up by it and rubbed his eyes. Eight years ago, when he successfully escaped, he was cursed by the Queen for the last time. Time was frozen at the age of 16 forever, and he has been a boy ever since.

The white cat flicked its tail and said, "It's the stop."

Cui Zuojing was taken aback, and couldn't believe his ears: "Uncle, you..."

"The power of the curse is gradually disappearing, and the power of time in you is beginning to affect me." The white cat stood on the small table in front of Cui Zuojing, pacing gracefully. It shook its ears, and its fur miraculously changed. Smooth and oily, with a deep male voice with a thick Russian accent, "We are really back."

Cui Zuojing immediately picked it up, kissed the white cat's little pink nose, and said excitedly, "That's really great."

The white cat smiled and pushed his face with its paws, tilted its head back and said, "Okay, get off the train, I don't know how long the train will stop."

"I bet it will leave as soon as we get out of the car." Cui Zuojing stood up holding the cat, and scratched the back of its neck, causing the white cat to squint its eyes and raise its head in enjoyment.

Following the open doors between the carriages, one could see that there was no one else on the entire train.Cui Zuojing got out of the car, and as soon as he stood still, the door slowly closed behind him, and the train started again silently just like it appeared.

Watching the train shrink into a small dot and finally disappear at the end of the railway track, Cui Zuojing turned and walked towards the red house not far in front of him.Such a bright color suddenly appeared in the pure white space, which made people feel dazzling.

The red and white circus booth was hung with an equally bright banner that read in screaming script:

[Hell Circus, take you to hell! 】

The depressing infinite pure white, the abrupt circus shed and the frightening banner can indeed make the timid scream, but for Cui Zuojing, it can only arouse his secret nostalgia.

As soon as Cui Zuojing approached, the heavy curtain of the shed was lifted from the inside, and a clown with white paint on his face came out, and the two of them happened to meet their eyes.

The clown is close to two meters tall, with exaggerated muscles that are about to tear apart the black suit, his face is full of flesh, his smiling lips painted with red paint extend to the ears, his eyes are painted with red four-pointed stars, and he has a red nose. Exaggerated makeup can scare a group of children into tears on the street.

Seeing Cui Zuojing coming, the clown grinned, bowed like a gentleman, took out the invitation letter from his breast pocket, and handed it to Cui Zuojing with both hands.

Cui Zuojing held the cat in one hand and took it. Just as he looked down, he heard the clown scream in a hoarse voice: "Welcome to the world of pure white! This is the world's nightmare, a gambler's paradise, as long as you have Enough chips, here can satisfy any of your wishes! If you leave before the end of the game, we will charge a certain fee as a loss fee, for example - your life!"

"Now, please show your chips."

"Let's talk about it later." Cui Zuojing walked straight past him, opened the curtain and walked into the shed, looked around calmly, and asked, "Is there any water?"

"Sorry, because of work, there must be an opening statement." The clown came in after him, and poured two glasses of water behind the bar, "Will Victor want something to eat?"

The clown was too heavy, and the wooden floor creaked with every step it took. Cui Zuojing sat down on the high chair in front of the bar.

This is a small room similar to the front desk. There are many impressionist paintings with large color blocks on the wall. Except for the bar and two sofas, there are only many doors left, eight of which are closed, and you can see it from the only open door In a corner of the circus stage, there is no one in the auditorium.

The white cat named Victor jumped from Cui Zuojing's arms to the bar: "Is it canned food?"

"Would you like some meat for the lions?"

Victor lowered his head to drink water: "Forget it, I don't like eating raw meat."

"I expected you to come back at this time, and I've been waiting for you for a long time." The clown stretched out his thick carrot-like fingers, and carefully touched Victor's ears.The white cat couldn't hold back the instinct of its body, and rubbed against his palm.

"Has Victor always been like this?"

Cui Zuojing: "Well, my uncle has been like this since he left here. His cat's body is gradually aging in the real world, and there is not much time left, so I made up my mind to come back."

The clown sighed: "You came back at a very bad time, the queen has completely controlled the pure white land, no one dares to resist her—no, it should be said that since the end of that pilgrimage, all those who tried to resist her have died, Or trapped in the monster box forever, and only the five of you are still alive."

Cui Zuojing was not moved by this: "Since I have the ability to resist her the first time, I can also come the second time and the third time. But this time, I will kill her."

"I will do my best to help you." The clown pointed to the invitation letter in Cui Zuojing's hand, "That is a prisoner card specially prepared for you, you can not be discovered by the queen for a while, you just came back, and your ability is still there. Not recovering, and carrying the curse of the time prisoner, I need to buy some time to recuperate."

"Thank you." Cui Zuojing tore open the surface of the invitation two or three times, and poured out a black and gold card from the inside, which was empty.

Clown: "You drip blood on the card. If someone uses it, they will be summoned to sign a contract. Now the players holding the black gold card are basically not idle people, and they may become your help in action."

Cui Zuojing didn't hesitate, his thumb nail scratched lightly on the pulp of his index finger, and a drop of blood rolled out from the wound. He raised his hand lightly, and the drop of blood automatically fell on the surface of the card and blended into it silently .

The card burst into dazzling light instantly, and the huge energy fluctuations blew the broken hair on Cui Zuojing's forehead, and all the bottles on the wine cabinet were unstable and swayed.The white cat raised its ears vigilantly, and under the watchful eyes of three pairs of eyes, the wonderful blood-colored lines were automatically drawn bit by bit.

Halfway through the drawing, the clown said, "Choose yourself a prisoner name."

Cui Zuojing had already figured out what name to use on the train: "Arabidopsis."

The moment his voice fell, the energy fluctuation reached its peak, and the brilliant golden light enveloped Cui Zuojing's whole body.Five seconds later, everything subsided suddenly, and the card fell to the bar with a clatter, with a clock-like pattern drawn on the back.

"The wheel of fortune symbolizes a new beginning." The clown picked up the card and turned it to the front. The face of the card was an ordinary weed with "Arabidopsis" written on it.

Cui Zuojing breathed a sigh of relief, put his cut finger in his mouth to suck the blood away, and said vaguely: "My luck is not too bad, but what about uncle?"

The clown scratched Victor's chin: "After you confirm the owner of the prisoner card, Victor can sign a contract as a summoned beast. If this body is not his, he cannot become a prisoner like you."

"Yes." Cui Zuojing took the card from the clown and put it in his pants pocket, "I want to exchange 500 points."

"For what?"

"As usual, my feelings, it should be worth it."

Victor immediately broke free from the clown's hands when he heard the words, and dissuaded him: "Don't do this, you will regret it."

"It's okay uncle." Cui Zuojing said softly, "If you lose your life, it's useless to have feelings, and it may interfere with my judgment at a critical moment."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the clown turned around and took an empty bottle from the wine cabinet, and pulled out the cork: "Emotions can be cheap or expensive. This is not the first time I've told you the same thing. If so, I will take away your feelings at the price of 500 points, and when you regret it, you can come to me to redeem it."

"I don't need it for a short time." Cui Zuojing closed his eyes, the clown tapped the bottle on his forehead, and a colorful light floated out from the young man's forehead, and was sucked in.

The clown couldn't help asking one more question: "Don't you even need to keep your friendship?"

"No need." Cui Zuojing opened his eyes, "As long as there are enough interests, the relationship between people will naturally be maintained."

The clown re-plugged the cork silently, and the colorful light flickered through the bottle in panic, trying hard to get back to Cui Zuojing.

Cui Zuojing looked at it, frowned and endured the pain of missing soul, the tears he forcibly held back in his eyes when he bid farewell to his family, the crying of his parents and sister, he, Fu Zhe and Luo Yan, in order to let each other survive and bear the sorrow of the curse And the madness, the pain of watching Victor age day by day...all gradually faded away with the deprivation of feelings, leaving only an empty heart and monstrous hatred for the queen.

The boy's eyes that were once burning with fire calmed down, Cui Zuojing lightly pressed his chest, and let out a long breath.

Well, now he is invincible.

Victor looked at him worriedly, Cui Zuojing shook his head to indicate that he was fine, and was about to speak when the cards in his pocket suddenly burst into a dazzling bloody light.

The strong wind rolled up around the card face, and the goblet that Cui Zuojing drank was blown unstable and crooked, and fell from the table.

"How could it be! Just finished the Prisoner Ceremony, why would someone choose to summon!"

The clown yelled in panic. He and Victor reached out to grab it at the same time, but it was a step too late. The boy's figure was completely engulfed in the light.

Victor meowed angrily, leaving a long string of scratches on the bar.

Before everyone could react, Cui Zuojing was summoned into the monster box through the prisoner card.

Snapped--!

The goblet that was blown off fell to the ground and shattered.

Victor raised his paw and raised his forehead sadly.

"Oh my god... I still have a lot of things I haven't had time to tell him." The clown murmured.

at the same time.

Cui Zuojing was summoned unexpectedly, and as soon as he opened his eyes from the glaring light, he saw the unconscious man leaning on the tree trunk in front of him, and his body covered in blood.

The tall boy knelt beside him, holding his hand tightly. The black and gold prisoner card in the man's hand was burning, but the flames were not hot.

The blood on his hand became the raw material for burning. The young man looked at Cui Zuojing who was still immersed in the light, gritted his teeth, and drew a rune in the air with the man's hand.

Cui Zuojing's eyes widened suddenly.

It's a blood contract!

He yelled inwardly that he was not good, and immediately rushed forward, knocking down the card in the man's hand——

But at this moment, the young man made his last stroke, bloody lines emerged from the man's finger across the air, and two beams of light shot out, shooting into Cui Zuojing's and the man's chest respectively.

——The blood contract is completed.

Cui Zuojing let out a muffled snort, and a wonderful sense of connection with the comatose man immediately appeared in his heart, accompanied by unbearable pain, several deep and deep bruises suddenly appeared on his right waist, shoulder and left leg. Correspondingly, the wound on the man's body miraculously eased, and the sword wound on his shoulder that almost split his back was finally no longer bleeding profusely.

Cui Zuojing finally couldn't help it, covered the wound that appeared out of thin air and roared and cursed: "Fuck!"

He was so angry that he almost lost all his sanity at once, rushed forward and punched the boy in the face!

Cui Zuojing's speed was too fast, the boy didn't react at all, he was punched hard, and immediately screamed with a nosebleed, fell to the ground in embarrassment while clutching his nose, and tried to fight back.

Cui Zuojing didn't even pay attention to him, and immediately grabbed the man's hand. The card seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't tear it off no matter how hard he tried.Cui Zuojing picked up the knife that fell from the boy's body at his feet, and was about to forcibly separate the cards.

"No!" Seeing this, the boy immediately hugged Cui Zuojing's leg.

"Go away!" Cui Zuojing kicked him away, and the young man hugged him again, desperately trying to stop him, and shouted: "He will die!"

Cui Zuojing roared louder than him: "I don't care if he dies or not, have you ever asked my opinion on forming a blood pact!"

When the two were fighting, the blood-stained eyelashes of the unconscious man trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

A golden light flashed on the card, entered his dark pupils, and disappeared.

As if being dominated by some unheard order, Cui Zuojing and the young man stopped their fists together and looked at him.

The moment he met those eyes, Cui Zuojing was stunned, and then uncontrollably let go of the hand holding the boy's collar. The impact of the blood contract was more profound than he imagined, and the thoughts from the man were extremely clear. It was passed into Cui Zuojing's brain.

— don't hurt him!

Cui Zuojing almost gritted his teeth, and stood stiff for a while, finally unable to resist the constraints of the blood contract rules, he let go of his hand.

The boy immediately held his throat and coughed violently, staggered a few steps and leaned against the tree, staring at Cui Zuojing with horror and vigilance.

The man who was injured just now and was on the verge of death stood up slowly while supporting the wound on his waist and abdomen. When he saw the strange boy covered in scars in front of him, he frowned and raised his left hand.

On the back of his hand, there is a prisoner's coat of arms representing the blood bond.

He understood everything in an instant, glanced at Dong Linhai who had signed the blood contract for him, his breath was still a little weak, and said to Cui Zuojing: "Sorry, I signed the blood contract with you under the circumstances, Linhai just wanted to save me."

Cui Zuojing looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

The blood contract is the most relevant type of prisoner's contract. Under the restriction of the blood contract, the damage suffered by the master will be transferred to the prisoner to a certain extent; in the case of giving a certain limb as a sacrifice, there are three orders for the prisoner Absolute command; and the prisoner cannot subjectively harm the master.

He will be bound to this man forever until the end of his life.

Cui Zuojing was forced to bear the man's injuries as soon as he was summoned, and it is understandable that he felt upset.But as of now, there is no way to recover.

He can only hope that the person who signed the blood contract with him is a more reliable guy.

"I was seriously injured. If I don't do this, I will die. I just want to live." The man covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Blood foam leaked from between his fingers. The boy said, "My name is Dong Zheng, and this is my younger brother Dong Linhai."

Cui Zuojing folded his hands on his chest expressionlessly, still not speaking.

The boy he summoned in front of him seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Dong Zheng looked down at the card in his hand, and slowly read the name of Cui Zuojing's prisoner: "Arabidopsis?"

Dong Linhai didn't understand what he was saying: "Ah?"

"A plant commonly used in genetic research." Dong Zheng explained to him in a low voice, he looked up at Cui Zuojing, took a deep breath, and said, "Since this is the case, come with us, I will treat you well."

Cui Zuojing suddenly smiled.

He himself is good-looking, and he looks 16 years old, with an innocent and deceptive smile.Before everyone could react, he took a step forward and punched Dong Linhai in the stomach!

Linhai vomited a mouthful of sour water with a "wow".

"I can't hurt you, but I can beat your brother to vent my anger. If it wasn't for him, how could I be here now?" Cui Zuojing smiled and said to Dong Zheng: "If you don't want your brother to be beaten to death by me, don't use this Speak to me in an orderly tone."

The air once again fell into a terrible silence, and Dong Zheng clearly saw the thunderstorm-like madness brewing in the boy's eyes and the desperate cruelty.

He suddenly understood that what Cui Zuojing said just now was not just words.

Unknown birds in the forest screamed mockingly, there was no wind, and it was so hot that it seemed that a heavy rain was coming, and even the chirping of insects could not be heard.

Dong Zheng grabbed Linhai, who was about to rush forward to fight Cui Zuojing, looked at Cui Zuojing for a long time, and took the lead to give in: "Okay, I won't talk to you in that tone again, thank you for helping me bear the burden." Injury, the situation is critical now, it is better for us to leave here first."

Cui Zuojing took a deep breath, trying to calm down the anger in his heart.The blood contract is not the scariest thing, as long as this person is not an idiot, if all goes well, he might be able to become his right-hand man.

He finally began to look around carefully, and with just a cursory glance, he determined the general type of monster box. There are many boxes in this forest dungeon, and the types are nothing more than solving puzzles and escaping.

This forest looks like it is in the subtropical zone, with extremely lush branches and leaves, completely blocking the already dim moonlight.The forest was pitch black, and only the horse lanterns hanging on the tree trunks gave off a faint light, illuminating this small area.

The corpse of a crow at their feet had rotted and maggoted, and the bloody aura on the three of them attracted many blood-sucking insects.With the help of Linhai, Dong Zheng simply bandaged the wound, raised the bandage and asked Cui Zuojing, "Do you need help?"

The injury that can kill a person is equal to the two people, and the injury is less than serious injury.There was no need to make things difficult for himself, Cui Zuojing took the bandage and dealt with it briefly, but it still made him extremely upset to help a stranger bear the pain for no reason.

Dong Zheng took off the lantern and looked down at the map he had obtained earlier: "Get out of here as soon as possible, something has been chasing us. It is very sensitive to light and sound, and it won't be long before it will be discovered."

"No." Cui Zuojing looked to the left, where the rustling sound of grass blades could be heard.A few seconds later, a pair of eyes glowed scarlet at the end of the darkness.

"It has come after it."