The seat of rebirth is sick

Shen Jingbing heard that he was angry, and now he is also very angry.

"What kind of bullshit! Who the hell are you? You're here to play tricks on me every day. Who wants to play with you! You can see the black shepherd on your face! Can you stop wasting my time to die? Time?! Get out of the way!"

The faceless man really let go, Shen Jingbing fell back again, and it took him a long time to get up.

Sitting in the snow for a long time, the limbs are cold.The movements were not smooth and very stiff, otherwise he would have rushed to beat him.But seeing that the faceless man lost his voice, he couldn't see the expression on his face, but felt inexplicably that he was desperate.

Shen Jingbing didn't bother to care about this lunatic.Now that you have followed, then you will follow. From now on, each will go his own way, and it doesn't matter to anyone else.Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with him.

Unexpectedly, this person said quietly from behind: "You can't die." It floated into the ears along with the wind, but no emotion could be heard.

"Can't you die?" Shen Jingbing turned around and gave the man a taunting smile, then drew the dagger hidden in the shoe, "I'll show you how to die."

The bright red blood splashed on the snow, which was so hot that it melted the snow.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Shen Jingbing, who was not yet familiar with the strong light in front of him, was almost blinded by the bonfire in front of him.

This place looks familiar.I took a meat skewer from the fire, chewed it twice, it was a bit old, but the taste was good, quite nutritious, healthy and pollution-free game.

Damn it, I brought it back after wearing it quickly.Could it be that he really couldn't die? !It's not a physical problem, it's the fault of the traversal rebirth system!

In this world just now, the faceless man who had been harassing me was gone, but this time he didn't follow, finally no one came to bother me, it was much easier.

Knock on the system gentleman: "Are you there? Is there a signal right now?"

"It's there."

"Why am I wearing this all of a sudden?"

"You're not wearing... phantom..." This signal is still not good, and after two complete sentences, there is no more.

"Damn, it's broken again!" Shen Jingbing was on fire, what the hell, said "you didn't wear it" and ran away?Pretty irresponsible system.

But he didn't time travel? !What's happening here?The two hundred and five said just now is... what kind of illusion?

hallucinations? !

No, no, no, how could there be such a real hallucination, he quietly ate another skewer of meat, his mouth was full of meaty aroma, comfortable.

Pat the dust off his body and stand up, thinking about how lonely he is now, the normal protagonist should go to a reliable and close person for help, to understand the situation and so on.But when he thought about who was reliable, his mind was full of unreliable people like the Demon King.

Alas, they are all worn now anyway, so why do people have nothing to do with me anymore, I don’t know if they will be anxious if they lose their own... Probably not...

Thinking about what he didn't have, he walked down the mountain and entered a town in the dim light of the day.

This is the time when the street vendors are active in the morning. To Shen Jingbing's surprise, there are very few people on the street at this moment. Not only that, the town is also dead, and the only few people are all bowing their heads. Weak, with a gloomy facial expression, like a walking dead.The most important thing is that except for their expressions, he can hardly see their facial features clearly, just like seeing the faceless man back then.

Shen Jingbing started to panic, where is she? !Those people who frightened him like evil spirits raised their heads one after another as if they sensed his fear, and the center of all their gazes was Shen Jingbing who was standing there, wondering if he should run.

He couldn't figure out the situation right now, he hesitated for a moment, but turned around and ran away.Pushing away the ghosts blocking the way, he fled to a further place, but when he looked back to see if those things were following, he couldn't see the road clearly and bumped into something.

Turning back slowly, what met was a pair of black eyes, there was nothing inside, the darkness was so deep that it seemed to suck people in.

As soon as he lowered his head, a dagger was inserted into his left abdomen, which was so deep that the handle of the knife almost disappeared.Only then did Shen Jingbing feel the pain, and seeing the crazily gushing blood, he screamed like crazy.

It hurts, it really fucking hurts.

His vision had already turned black, his ears were filled with the sound of Weng Ming, and that sense of loss of strength surged into his heart again.The next second, he was unconscious.

The ghostly hand of the faceless man let go, and the corpse just fell to the ground following the force of gravity.

Shen Jingbing, who thought she had really ascended to heaven this time, opened her eyes again for some unknown number of times, quite desperately, and in front of her was the devil with an indifferent face.

Well, well, at least there is still a guy who can be regarded as a good guy.

It turned out that when I woke up, the first sentence the Demon King said was not "how are you doing", but "this illusion is over, let's go out".

Shen Jingbing really doesn't need someone to comfort her, really doesn't!

Forget it, it's useless to say anything to this guy with little EQ.Shen Jingbing was too lazy to worry about such boring things, so she asked him, "What illusion?"

"You fell under the illusion of that tree spirit, and you haven't woken up yet. I use another layer of illusion to enter your current illusion to take you out."

Shen Jingbing was a bit unbelievable: "Master Demon King, since you can come in by yourself, why can't you go out?"

"This is not the magic technique transformed by me. I use illusions to enter at most. And my spells are restricted in the illusions that do not belong to me. I can only wait for you to solve the dream in the dream. Only you can break the dream. Magic, we can go out naturally."

"A dream within a dream..." Shen Jingbing murmured, no wonder the system said that she was not time-traveling, and she didn't think it was an illusion.It turned out that it was not an "illusion" at all, but a "illusion".

Then if that faceless man is the chief culprit who trapped him there, then it's understandable for him to follow him all the time.

"Mr. Shen, do you know how to solve this illusion?"

Shen Jingbing wants to cry but has no tears, don't you guys play magic tricks every day?Are you sure you want to ask this kind of theoretical knowledge to someone who has only read two comprehension novels?I just want to be a salted fish calling 666.

It seems that the current Demon King has to rely on himself to guard it. Although it is inexplicable, a strange sense of mission was born.

He smiled at the Demon King, but he also smiled when he saw the Demon King: "I am really relieved to see that Mr. Shen has not been infected by those illusions."

What he said was true, so many people entered the illusion, and the state was already bad enough, but Shen Jingbing could still laugh at this time, it seemed that nothing was wrong.His mind is stronger than he imagined.

"Okay, then Boss, you can follow me. If you solve the abnormality in the illusion, or kill the person who caused it..." He stopped talking suddenly, and the Demon King was curious about what he thought, so he explained Bo "The creator of the illusion, Chitose, is dead, and this illusion was forcibly left behind by people using magic."

What Shen Jingbing thought of was killing, not killing others, but killing herself.

Before that, he committed suicide in front of that faceless man in that illusion in the snow field, and was later killed by a human ghost in that ghost town.In this illusion, the ability of the body will not be brought in, so I can die easily, and if I die, I can go out.

"Yes! Suicide!" He grabbed the Demon King's hand excitedly. Hearing his words, the Demon King frowned: "Why does Mr. Shen always want to die?"

"The way to get out!" This is the same as "Inception", as long as you die, you can get out of the dream, but it's just another meaningless death, so what?

He took out his dagger, hesitated for a moment and cut it hard in his hand.The blood was flowing, dripping on the sand and gravel, leaving shocking brown blood stains, resisting the dizziness from blood loss, he handed the dagger to the devil: "Come on."

It feels like an appointment to die for love.

The person in front of him was so limp in his arms, the devil suddenly felt unreal.This death is fake, but if he really died... As he thought about it, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He also opened his mouth.

I don't know how many times I opened my eyes, it's already broad daylight, I don't know what I see, is it real or illusory?

With a long sigh, he turned over and sat up, and saw the Demon King lying beside the extinguished bonfire, his slender eyelashes moved slightly, and he seemed to be awake.

The breeze blows through the woods, and the fallen leaves are like rain.I don't know which piece of eyes that didn't have long eyes fell on the face of the devil, covering his eyes.The Demon King raised his hand and gently picked up the dead leaves. Seeing the person behind him, he looked at him as if he was admiring some delicate object. His heart moved and he smiled at him.

good looking.

Shen Jingbing thought so.

When the two men were looking at each other strangely, there was a soft "rustle" from the bushes behind them.The Demon King is sensitive, and he noticed it right away, but his attack was a step slower. As soon as he got angry, someone stabbed Shen Jingbing's stomach directly from the back, and the bloody claws just stuck in Shen Jingbing's abdomen, dripping the red of hot liquid.

Shen Jingbing's smile froze on his face at that moment, and he twitched twice with the belated pain, followed by a heart-piercing scream.

The Demon King didn't slack off either, the black energy condensed in his hand, and he hit the man far away through Shen Jingbing.The Ice Demon King Shen Jing, who was half dead with one hand, rushed over angrily, and appeared in front of the little monster as if flashing, and tightly strangled the little monster's neck.

"Say! Who sent you here?!" The Demon King's voice was trembling with extreme agitation, which didn't show on his face, and he didn't even notice it, he was afraid.

After all, he is the devil king, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, so what else is he afraid of?he does not know.

All he knew was that the body in his hands was bleeding, even though Shen Jingbing was immortal, the pain was unavoidable, it was not something he could bear as a human being.

"Cough...cough cough..." The little demon was also coughing, his body was covered in blood, and he was seriously injured. He barely breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Demon King and Shen Jingbing with mocking eyes.

"Ah... ah, I'm going to complete my mission! I'm going to be a big monster, ahahaha..." The little monster shouted like crazy while coughing up blood.

The devil heard something wrong and asked him: "Say, who gave you benefits to let you do this?!"

no answer.

The little monster glanced at the Demon King with inexplicable pity in his eyes, then bit his tongue and killed himself.

The author has something to say:

I finished my ppt in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep. . .Why don't you just write the text, oops, write for a while and go straight to school 2333

small theater

Mo: It still hurts to see you die

Shen: It's okay, I can't die, don't worry too much.

Demon: Hmm... [beautiful]