Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

Yu Mu was stunned when he heard this request, and then asked the system: Tongzi, did I hear wrong just now?

[I heard, he wants you to chop your own hands. 】

Yu Mu: ...I want to chop him up.

[The host is calm and calm, I will make an exception and prescribe you pain relief, you just, just follow him this time. 】

Yu Mu: ...

[Host, you can't look at this perverted villain with normal thinking, right?You think he might use this to test you. If you agree, your favorability will definitely increase.Let's talk about your current state, if you don't agree, he will kill you, and the mission will fail!Then you were in vain yesterday...]

At the mention of yesterday, Yu Mu's veins twitched: Shut up!

In the end, after repeatedly consulting the system meeting to avoid pain, Yu Muchang sighed, and silently said in his heart, little bastard Qi Yuan, this is all for you. Dagger, raised his hand under Wei Junyang's eyelids.

"If the severed finger can make the leader trust me, then the subordinates will have no complaints or regrets."

When the knife was cut down, blood flowed all over the palm of the hand, both bone and flesh, both Yu Mu and Wei Junyang were stunned.

The former was stunned because: Fuck, it really doesn't hurt!

The latter was because he was confused.

Why not choose two?Why not choose two!

Obviously, he could die in his hands without any pain!

Obviously, there is no need to use your future as a bet on those hypocritical things!

Wei Junyang couldn't figure out why Yu Mu chose to cut off his finger!

Because there is no sincerity in this world!

That's bullshit!He doesn't believe it!He doesn't believe it!

Yu Mu must have other plans!It must be so!

right!It must be so!

Seeing that Yu Mu was still in a daze, the system quickly reminded him, [Host, host!Don't be in a daze!Although I prescribed pain-free for you, you should at least behave in pain!After all, five fingers connect to a heart! 】

right.

Yu Mu immediately clenched his teeth, his body trembling with pain, the dagger fell to the ground, his left hand held his right wrist, cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

"Ha, ha..." His voice could be heard enduring great pain.

The severed finger was lying not far away, and Yu Mu's thumb was covered with bones, the flesh was opened, and the blood continued to flow, dripping on the weed leaves growing under his feet, and then fell to the ground, smudged into a dark patch. color.

Although there is no pain, Yu Mu can also feel that he has lost a lot of blood, and his head is dizzy. In addition, he was tossed by Wei Junyang for so long yesterday. When he washed his body just now, he felt that his forehead and neck were very hot. Already have a fever.

"Master..." He interrupted Wei Junyang's thinking, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Now... are you willing to believe me?"

Wei Junyang's sanity gradually cleared, and the pungent smell of blood rushed straight to the door, while the people under him were as white as paper, sweating profusely, as if they were about to pass out from such pain.

But even so, he still insisted on standing here, asking himself if he could trust him.

In Yu Mu's eyes, is it that important to him whether he can trust him?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

The corners of Wei Junyang's mouth pulled out a mocking arc, but he let go of Yu Mu's hands and legs, and jumped off his shoulders.

Driven by this force, Yu Mu staggered half a step, then knelt down on the ground, the blood on his hand spilled on the fruit, he took out the porcelain bottle containing the golden sore medicine from his arms, bit open the red cloth stopper, and sprinkled it on the fruit with shaking hands. On the wound, another piece of fabric was quickly torn off, one end was bitten in his mouth, and the other end was clumsily held with his left hand to bandage the severed finger.

His head became more and more dizzy, his eyes began to feel dizzy, and he couldn't make the final summary, so Yu Mu couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

At this time, Wei Junyang had already walked up to him.

The small, white boots stopped in front of his eyes, Yu Mu raised his head, and saw Wei Junyang looking down at him.

With difficulty, he shouted anxiously, "Master, son..."

"Give me your hand." The five or six-year-old child showed him a cute smile, as if he was not the same as Wei Junyang who asked him to cut off his finger just now.

Yu Mu handed his hand up, thinking that Wei Junyang was going to tie the knot for him, but he saw Wei Junyang undoing the cloth strips he had just wrapped up, and then put his bloody hand on the ground, and stepped on it .

At this moment Yu Mu was stunned, even the system was stunned.

Yu Mu: Damn it, Tongzi!What does this bitch want to do? !

[No, no, host, don't care what he wants to do, you are still acting!Stretch it! 】

The opponent's foot was not very strong at the beginning, but it just happened to step on the severed finger, thinking about it, it definitely hurts like hell.

Yu Mu arched his back and curled up, his uninjured hands clutching the ground tightly, obviously in extreme pain.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Wei Junyang still had that innocent childlike face, but his smile was extremely wicked, and he ordered Yu Mu, "Then call out, call out, you should know, I like to listen to you the most. screams..."

Yu Mu had lost his temper, he complained to the system: ...Tongzi, he is really perverted.I think he is even more insane than Liang Hua in the previous world.

[After all, he was born in a world where human life can be ignored, so he, the villain, is just a little perverted...]

Yu Mu: Then tell me, will he be the most perverted among the five worlds?If the one behind is more disgusting than him, I kind of want to go home.

【Cough, probably, right? 】

Yu Mu: Probably?

【Host, that Wei Junyang is still waiting for you to call~】

Yu Mu looked up at Wei Junyang, his body trembled violently, his Adam's apple rolled, and he blinked to see Wei Junyang's face clearly. His lips were pale and he shouted, "Master, son...it hurts..."

Wei Junyang had no sympathy at all, even his blood was slightly boiling, his black eyes flashed with excitement, and he urged him, "Call out when it hurts, can't you scream?"

He stepped hard, and Yu Mu's brows frowned even tighter. This time, even if he turned off the pain of the severed finger wound, he could still feel the pain from being trampled on other parts of the finger.

But let him call out, he can't call out.

So he made a decision that he would regret for a long, long time to come: Tongzi, shut me down for two seconds to avoid the pain, or I won't be able to scream.

[Host, are you sure? 】

Yu Mu: Come on, don't be cowardly.

Then at the moment when it was closed without pain, Yu Mu's body twitched violently, and fell to the ground, "Ah!!"

His eyes were black and white for a while, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, the sweat quickly permeated his whole body, his fingers connected to his heart, at this moment, he felt that Wei Junyang had stepped on his heart, crushing it hard, almost to crush it.

Boundless and endless pain spread from the severed finger, sweeping the whole body, he screamed, his voice was hoarse and weeping.

It hurts, it hurts, it fucking hurts!

***Wei Junyang!

He was swaying, his whole body was hot and cold, his sweaty black hair was sticking to his face, his light-colored lips lost a little color now, he looked like he was fished out of the water, handsome His face was full of fragility and pain.

But very attractive.

This idea flashed in his mind, Wei Junyang clearly felt that he was being pleased by Yu Mu, he let go of his feet when he had heard enough, went to the side to meditate and adjust his breath, and ignored Yu Mu.

Yu Mu was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak at this time, the system hurriedly re-prescribed Pain Relief for him after Wei Junyang left, and asked him how he was doing with concern.

Yu Mu ignored him, the severed finger bled so much from this torture, his consciousness was already unconscious.

It may be that after severe pain, people will show a state of emptiness. Yu Mu is lying on the ground now, thinking of Liang Han.

The reason why he chose to close it to avoid pain is also part of his self-blame towards Liang Han.

He wondered, would the child be in pain the moment he pulled out his gun and committed suicide?

How much does it hurt?

Will it hurt more than he does now?

He tried desperately to say that it had nothing to do with him, but deep down in his heart he knew that it was because he abandoned Liang Han that Liang Han came to a dead end step by step.

If he had stayed by Liang Han's side, watched him, and controlled him, maybe the ending would have changed.

The child doesn't need to be hurt, let alone die.

It's so sad...

Do these shitty tasks...

Wei Junyang's meridians were still clogged, and his insanity brought him more than just a smaller body and a decline in skill. He knew this very well, so he opened his eyes after only half an hour of meditation.

He thought that Yu Mu should have bandaged his fingers and was waiting to serve him and show his loyalty to him, but he saw that person was still lying on the ground, motionless, as if he was dead.

Wei Junyang frowned, feeling a little irritable in his heart.

He walked up to Yu Mu, leaned over to check his breath, and heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that the other party was not dead.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that it was ridiculous for him to worry about this kind of person. In the end, he attributed this feeling to not wanting to lose an interesting toy.

In order to make this toy last longer, he decided to take care of Yu Mu reluctantly.

He cut off a thick branch with a dagger, dug out the center, made a wooden tube, fetched water, rinsed Yu Mu's severed finger, sprinkled medicine, and tore off his inner garment to bandage him.

After finishing these, he sat beside Yu Mu, waiting for him to wake up.

What he thought was that Yu Mu would be very touched when he woke up. After all, he showed that he valued himself as his master so much, and he would cut off his fingers and ruin his future in order to gain his trust.

Now that he is the master taking care of him like this, he will definitely be grateful and feel that Sansheng is lucky.

But... Yu Mu didn't wake up until night.

Not only did he not wake up, but he also had a high fever, his body was boiling hot, almost scalding Wei Junyang's hand that reached out.

No matter how strong the original owner was, his body was not made of iron, his abdominal wound was inflamed, his fingers were in even worse condition, plus the unrestrained sex last night.

Yu Mu finally fell down.

Wei Junyang bit the fruit, sat beside Yu Mu, and began to think about whether to throw Yu Mu here.

He really wanted to take care of the toy just now and wanted Yu Mu to wake up and give him trouble, but now the toy seems to be broken...

If it is broken, it has no value, and it can no longer please him, and there is no need to stay with him anymore.

Thinking of this, he threw the fruit core away and got up to leave.

"Liang Han..." A soft murmur stopped his steps.

Yu Mu was already unconscious from the fever, he had many dreams, during the three years with Liang Han, Liang Han anxiously searched for him after knowing that he had left.

He saw Liang Han fall to the ground and cry, he saw Liang Han call the teacher to the heroine over and over again, and he saw the determination when he pulled out his gun and committed suicide.

"Xiaohan...Xiaohan..." He called Liang Han's name over and over again in his dream, trying to stop him from hurting himself, but to no avail. The dream kept repeating itself, and he couldn't breathe because of the thick blood.

Wei Junyang squatted next to Yu Mu again, but his face turned cold.

He saw tears oozing from the corners of the man's eyes, and the emotion contained in the man's name was extremely deep and intense, even surpassing the time when he expressed his loyalty to himself.

He pinched Yu Mu's face with his hands, his eyes were deep.

Who is Liang Han?

In your heart, is it more important than me?

Do you value him more than your master?

Killing intent and inexplicable anger rippling in his heart.

With the palm down, Wei Junyang clasped Yu Mu's throat which was wrapped in a thin layer of cloth again, and with a little more effort, he could easily put the person under his palm to death.

It seemed that the sudden pain caused Yu Mu's dream to deviate, he suddenly grabbed Wei Junyang's hand, frowned and shouted in a low voice.

"Dog... b... Wei Junyang..."

Wei Junyang: ...