you're done

The blond boy spread his hands, and the mithril cross was quietly spread out in his palm, the sides were plated with golden light, and the small chains hung down with his movements, slowly shaking in the air.

This is the Holy Cross.

Even the heinous, murderous villains who have lived for centuries will come to an end under its heavy blow.

And Luo Zhiwei's only mission in this world is to be a villain, and now, the necessary item that he has been looking for for a long time is right in front of him.

Whether it is the elder brother or the younger brother, the twins are waiting for him to make a choice, who to kill and who to keep, and who to live with.

But they wouldn't think that he didn't want to stay alone, because his mission was to kill the two villains.

The younger brother unfolded the cross in his hand like offering a treasure, his smile was bright and bright, his green eyes were full of trust, he called Luo Shiwei's nickname over and over again in a clear and gentle voice, and said softly:

"Mr. Black Robe, come here, haven't you always wanted a cross, I will give you everything, everything is yours...Little Agel only wants my Mr. Black Robe."

Luo Shiwei's back was straightened, and he tightly clenched the railing under his hands with both hands. He stared fixedly at the cross, as if fascinated, and his expression gradually began to be in a trance.

step... step... step...

Luo Shiwei stepped on the stairs, walking down step by step, his eyes were always fixed on the cross, and he never moved his gaze away an inch.

The Holy Cross is right in front of you, within reach.

This surprise was caught off guard, and his expression was even a little dazed, so after tossing around for so long, he even managed to prepare for a tough battle, but in the end, the key item came so easily?

Simply incredible.

The consul's pale and beautiful face was silent, as if he was not worried that the boy would join forces with his younger brother, and seemed indifferent to the disaster they would bring.

Xueli's eyes were full of tenderness when looking at the young man, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips, as if everything was determined.

The boy stepped on the last step with one foot.

The moment his heels hit the ground, raging hellfire spread wildly upwards along his leather boots.

Luo Shiwei shuddered and woke up instantly.

The moment Xueli stretched out his hand towards him, his body instinctively leaned back, avoiding the opponent's attack, and fell down on the stairs.

In the next second, Luo Shiwei tore off his trouser legs and took off his leather boots without hesitation. Regardless of the flames on his legs, he decisively retreated towards the second floor.

Behind him, the blond boy's face showed some regret.

Luo Zhi was slightly shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

The consul coughed lowly, and pressed the tissue to his lips. When he let go, his thin blue lips were stained with faint blood stains. His body looked extremely bad, and even began to reject him.

The man turned a blind eye, just smiled lowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You can't fool him."

Xueli snorted and said, "It's only a little short."

Yes, only a little bit.

Luo Shi sneered slightly, and then said: "It was only a little bit close, and I will die here with you two, right?"

He finally realized that the person in front of him was not Little Agel at all, but Xueli in disguise.

Moreover, he didn't use the holy cross in his hand!

If it was really the holy cross, Xueli would have killed his brother long ago, why would he need to stand in a stalemate with the consul until the end, waiting for Luo Shiwei to do it?

Besides, if Luo Shiwei got it in his hand, it would unnecessarily threaten his life.

Xueli is not stupid, how could he do such a thing of digging his own grave.

It was so dangerous, it almost killed me.

"You didn't use the holy cross, you couldn't kill him completely, and it seems that you both were trapped in the ceremony?"

Luo Zhiwei's expression was a little weird, and he proposed a plan: "This seems to be beyond your expectations, what would you do if you didn't use a third person to get involved?"

"will die."

The consul smiled heavily, and told him lightly: "He has tampered with the ceremony. He wanted me to anger the demon and be devoured by the soul, but he didn't expect that I would be trapped here as well. If the ceremony cannot continue normally , we will be swallowed by demons together, and our souls will perish."

"It's so miserable." Luo Shi blinked slightly, and pretended to be sympathetic. With his arms on the railing, he asked easily: "Your wicked brother tricked me to go down, so that I could help you straighten the ceremony. ?”

"No, the ritual can no longer be corrected, he just wants to keep you together."

Luo Shiwei glared at Xueli.

The young man was also looking at him innocently, his green eyes glowed with grievance, and he called him: "Mr. Black Robe..."

A sad tone can melt an iceberg.

He asked softly: "Mr. Black Robe, it was the same as last time. Do we still want to leave little Agel alone in the endless darkness this time?"

Luo Shiwei calmly took a step back, and pierced sharply: "Little Agel's personality has already been fully integrated, and I believe that Xueli has always appeared in front of me during this time."

Xueli gave a sad expression.

The fire of hell had already begun to devour his face, but the corners of the young man's lips began to rise slowly, and his eyes shone with a faint light, which was sinister and strange.

He smiled slowly, with the same sweet tone as before, and said: "Yes, Mr. Heipao guessed it right, so I reward you for staying by my side forever, okay..."

The younger brother's strong possessiveness lies in that if he can't get it, he must destroy it together.

Never give the opportunity to those who come later to enjoy the cool!

Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of neat footsteps was getting closer and closer, and with the sound of bang bang bang, the floor began to vibrate.

Luo Shiwei's pupils contracted, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw a row of revived bronze statues walking towards him at a very fast speed!

Xueli's cold voice filled the entire castle: "Bring the foreigner to my side."

The bronze statue took the lead, and came towards Luo Shiwei quickly!

The latter dodged in a hurry, retreating steadily.

His eyes flickered back and forth, as if he was looking for an exit, but what was frustrating was that all the exit passages were blocked by bronze statues, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of it!

When two bronze statues blocked his last path, Luo Shiwei was forced to retreat down the stairs.

Bronze statues followed.

Behind him is the fire of hell.

Luo Zhi retreated slightly, there was no way to retreat, his face was extremely ugly.

He shouldn't have come.

Perhaps the unfinished sentence of the system was to let him go down the mountain instead of running in to die.

But it's too late to say anything.

The sword of the bronze statue swung over.

Luo Shiwei was forced to dodge, stepped on the ground again with one foot, and stepped on the flames of hell with two staggering steps.

In an instant, the flames spread rapidly on his body, and the pain that burned his soul clearly told him that he would die together with the twins in a short while.

But Luo Shiwei had nothing to do.

Not only did he have no resurrection armor to use, he couldn't even contact the system.

...Are you really going to die here?

Luo Shiwei's expression gradually became desperate.

"Mr. Black Robe, sleep with me in the darkness forever."

Xueli's cold and lingering voice fell on his ears, full of sweetness, he murmured softly: "Twins cannot coexist, kill him, and then sleep with Mr. Heipao forever , and perhaps the best ending."

Luo Zhi looked back slightly, staring at him in a daze.

At the last moment, when the black mud spirit looked at him, there was pure love in his eyes.

Want... to die here together?

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly rang in his ears: "Luo, run down the stairs and open the smallest sacrificial box on the case."

His voice, with a somewhat irreversible command tone, poured into Luo Shiwei's chaotic brain like a clear stream.

Luo Shiwei almost didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even ask him the reason. At the last moment, Luo Shiwei rushed over and grabbed the smallest brocade box tightly.

Less than the size of a palm.

The fire of hell engulfed the entire castle.

At the same time, Luo Shiwei opened the brocade box, and a holy light enveloped him in it, protecting him from harm.

At the last moment, what he saw was the Consul's relieved and free-spirited smile, all calculations of interests faded away, as if he had been freed from the endless darkness, and the last thing he could do was to let the person he liked die.

The castle began to crumble.

Luo Shiwei closed his eyes uncontrollably, the warm and comfortable light made him breathe easily, and let the golden light wrap himself in it.

After an unknown amount of time, the light finally faded.

An exclamation came from afar: "Luo!"

"Mr. Luo!"

Luo Shiwei opened his eyes and saw the sun rising high, shining the light on the earth, sweeping away all the haze.

Only ruins of the gloomy castle remained.

Not far away, the four surviving people ran towards him in surprise.

The brocade box in Luo Shiwei's hand slipped unconsciously and fell to the ground. The chain in the box made a "ding" sound, which woke him up.

He lowered his head and saw the gleaming cross.

The holy cross protected his life at the last moment.

"I survived...?"

Luo Shiwei muttered to himself, he bent down, picked up the cross, then staggered two steps and ran towards the hall in his memory, where there was only a piece of rubble and wasteland, and there was no trace of the twins.

The arrogant and self-willed black mud spirit who is full of malice towards the world, but only loves him, has been sleeping in the dark forever.

Cold-blooded and cruel, unscrupulous politicians who are often molested by the nobles because of the self-restraint of the nobles, finally chose to push him away and save him, while he himself was going to destruction.

This pair of twin brothers who couldn't coexist eventually fell into the darkness together.

Luo Shiwei squatted on the ground, clenched the cross tightly, feeling lost.

"Lo!"

The forensic doctor hugged him excitedly and said, "Thank you, we survived! We can leave this ghost place!"

Others also wept with joy.

They...they finally saw the sun's rays again and saw the hope of the future.

And all of this before seemed to be just a nightmare.

"Yes, I survived."

Luo Shi murmured slightly, slowly came to his senses, smiled at them, and said, "Okay, then let's go quickly."

From now on, you can return to normal life.

The five surviving people returned to normal life.

They were questioned by the police and monitored for a period of time, explaining the deaths of the remaining two dozen people.

Although this experience was unbelievable, the wreckage of the castle proved what they said was true, and the police had no evidence to prove that they killed people. Slowly everyone returned to a normal tone.

The businessman took his whole family to country y to develop, and it seems that he doesn't want to recall everything here;

The mistress's child had been miscarried. After she broke up with the benefactor, she chose to marry the boy from the slum. After so many temptations and tortures, she seemed to finally see the desire itself clearly, and she was no longer obsessed with the extravagant life.

The forensic doctor and the writer stayed in this country, and even deliberately moved to the city where Luo Shiwei studied abroad. The three of them rented a big apartment together to take care of each other.

The forensic doctor said that after this experience, he wanted to change careers.

The writer said: "Then you can be my assistant, let's write this experience together as a novel and publish it, it will definitely be sold all over the world."

Luo Shiwei expressed his support.

Perhaps because the system was distorted by time and space, after killing the villain, Luo Shiwei couldn't contact his brother Tong.

However, Luo Shiwei was not in a hurry.

Anyway, after finishing the plot, there is no danger in this world, as long as the system is not connected to the Internet, he just lives according to the routine.

Live one more day, earn one more day, just enjoy the comfortable life.

One day, after Luo Zhiwei came back from school, the writer was sitting on the bar drinking. Seeing him coming back, he handed him a glass of whiskey: "Luo, there."

"where?"

Luo Shiwei took a sip of the whiskey, looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a news broadcast on the TV screen, and a magnified beauty's face came into view.

"Miss Irene?" He was a little surprised, it was the prostitute he saved by using his immunity.

At this time, the woman was wearing a purple evening dress with a swaying style and beauty, as if she was attending some important occasion.

The writer took a sip of wine and said lazily: "Yes, it was her. You really saved her. And it seems that the promise of the castle has been fulfilled, she..."

His Adam's apple moved slightly, his voice was a bit weird, and finally he gave a short laugh and said, "One step up."

From a decent prostitute to a noble lady in the upper class.

Luo Shiwei realized that the writer's tone was a bit mocking, and he asked, "What is her wish?"

"It's to become a wealthy lady and inherit tens of millions of wealth."

The writer casually flicked the blond hair on his head. Holding the wine glass, he leaned behind Luo Shiwei, and the slightly drunken smell came over him. With his mocking low smile, he said:

"But she is too greedy. She first married a president with a net worth of over [-] million, and after his death, she married a higher-level wealthy family and rose step by step. Now she is a well-known black widow in the upper class."

"Look, this is desire..."

His murmured voice carried a dark and surging breath.

Luo Shiwei realized something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head abruptly.

The handsome face of the writer is constantly changing, sometimes with silver hair and green eyes, sometimes with blond hair and green eyes.

When he was about to retreat, his body suddenly shook and he fell to the ground.

The man looked at him condescendingly, the corners of his lips slowly raised, with the calmness of a consul, and the sickness of Xueli, he smiled at him: "Do you miss me, dear."