live to death

Mo Yinhe had only been here for an hour, and when there were 20 people here, the life-and-death situation began.

The so-called life and death game is because Mo Yinhe wants to participate in the Bliss Banquet without an invitation, so he is now a slave, or a pet for people to enjoy.Those people used the iron cage as a gu, watched a feast of bliss, found passion and joy in the blood, and felt the depravity of being born as a human being.

The game of life and death began soon, and many people wanted to come to the Bliss Banquet.But life and death are not as easy as most people imagine.

Those who are not invited to the banquet are uninvited, so they lose all human rights.They want to be human again?Leave the bliss feast, or kill the master.Twenty one deposit is not enough, the remaining person must have an invitation card from the host to truly enter the Bliss Banquet.

If there is no one left to choose him and make him his slave, then the Bliss Banquet will reward him with ten thousand gold, and he will go back wherever he came from.

The iron gate opened, and the life and death situation began.

Twenty people approached a huge iron cage one after another and stood in a circle.Above the iron cage are people standing high in the stands.When there is only the last person standing here, if someone is willing to hand over his invitation to the person in the cage, then the iron gate leading to the stand will be opened.

In this struggle, there are no rules, only life and death.Any method, any method, without limitation.

Mo Yinhe was wearing a dark gold robe, with an emerald jade flute on his waist, and was unarmed. He looked like a rich man who was looking for fun, and he attracted the attention of many people just by standing still.On stage, off stage, joking, disdainful.

And among these many gazes, Mo Yinhe passed those people who were standing and waiting to watch the play, and saw a figure who was a little shorter than others.The man had a mask on his face, which is not surprising, people here wear masks.

Mo Yinhe smiled slightly at the man, his brows were so gentle that he didn't look like a person in a situation of life and death.

There is no smoke, no horns, and it all started like this.Mo Yinhe was the target of many people, and Mo Yinhe chuckled and shook his head.

It's just a skin, why bother with these gorgeous services?He's a killer, and he can turn into anyone if he needs to.

Mo Yin raised his lowered head, the gentle smile had disappeared, only his eyes flickered with gentleness, looking at the people in the stands from afar.He raised his hand to block the long knife coming towards his face, and slammed the chest with the other hand. There was no sound of bone cracking, but it was already cracking, but his eyes did not fall on this dead man. on people.

The smile on the corner of his lips was full of blood, and the evil spirit leaked out one by one, chilling the hearts of those around him.

What can be judged by the eyes is too limited.

A few drops of blood were splashed on the cheek, and Mo Yinhe wiped it away with his thumb, leaving a smear of ink red.

The audience was silent for a moment, and in the next moment, shouts and hoarse voices surrounded the audience.Another drop of blood splashed into the eye, Mo Yinhe didn't wipe it off, and a drop of blood and tears dripped down his cheek.

It dripped to the ground, but it seemed like a thousand catties fell to the ground.

The last person stood, Mo Yinhe raised his eyes to look at those people who regarded him as a plaything.They all wore gorgeous and delicate masks on their faces.The mask hides the real face.The ugliness is restrained behind the mask, and before the mask is just a piece of cold metal.Finally, I can indulge my real skin and see others with coldness.

Mo Yinhe raised his head and smiled, waiting for someone to present the reward he deserved.And his eyes never left a person from the beginning to the end.

This game of beast fighting aroused everyone's emotions.Everyone was hoarse, clamoring to hand out the invitations in their hands.But amidst this absurd roar, the time and sound were so far away from Mo Yinhe.He doesn't need too many invitations, he only needs one person's.

The person Mo Yinhe had been looking at moved, and he gradually approached the high platform, approaching Mo Yinhe.Even though it was far away, even with a mask on, Mo Yinhe still saw the eyes hidden by the corners of the mask.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to be strangled by the throat.The momentary silence made everyone feel unreal. It seemed that the laughter was still going on, but they couldn't hear it.The emptiness caused by the silence filled the small space, but no one made a sound.

Mo Yinhe waited for the guidance of fate, no, it was not the guidance of fate, it was the guidance of the soul, guiding them to meet.

He didn't know his name or his appearance, but the moment he came here, Mo Yinhe recognized him, and the noise was as if there was no sound, because there was only one person in his eyes.

Mo Yinhe admitted that his heart was not as open as he thought.As long as he comes, everything in the world is silent.

The appearance of Qin Chu silenced everyone.He quietly looked at himself imprisoned in the iron cage, and then he raised his hand and threw a piece of iron paper, on which was written in blood red letters - Bliss Feast.

Mo Yinhe didn't even need to look where the note flew, he raised his hand to catch this note.

This is the ticket.

The iron door opened, and Mo Yinhe's body was dripping with red blood, dripping on people's hearts.

He walked up the stairs from the high platform, eager for the bloody audience to watch him step by step.When the beast is not released from the cage, it is for people to play with. After the cage is released, people start to be afraid, afraid whether he will hurt themselves, because they are now in the same room.

Among the frantically distorted faces, he saw only one person.The mask on his face covered his emotions and his appearance, but Mo Yinhe knew that it was him.

He walked over step by step, and the people around him parted to make way.The fighting beast came out of the cage, and they didn't dare to clamor for it to fight anymore, for fear that he would target themselves.

The people in the distance didn't feel flustered when they saw him walking over step by step, and he only asked, "From now on, you are mine."

Mo Yinhe heard it, and he didn't refute, nor did he stop.

He affirmed: "From now on, I am yours."

Gasps sounded from all around, as if they never thought that the beast released from the cage would be so obedient.Is this tamed?His sinister eyebrows and eyes are still engraved in front of people's eyes, but they seem to be phantoms. Now his eyes are gentle and watery, and he is still like the young man standing in the rain with an umbrella by the Jiangnan bridge.But everyone knows that he is not.

No, he was not tamed.His eyes were still glowing with blood, still glowing with unabated killing-slaughter, and still shining with the light of ambition, what he did was surrender.

Sure enough, a ghost doctor is a ghost doctor.No one dared to disobey him.That is to say, they are as fierce as a servant, and they are all surrender.

Mo Yinhe didn't know who the ghost doctor was, he just knew that walking towards him was enough.

"Give you a chance to choose. Where do you want to be branded?"

Mo Yinhe didn't expect to be branded, isn't it good to be branded in his heart?

"It's up to you, as long as you brand it with your own hands."

There was another gasp from around, and there was a low-pitched discussion.What did Mo Yin and Wu Xin want to say.The Bliss Banquet, should have spoken freely.

They have tasted a bit, this man is here for the ghost doctor.With such a frivolous tone, everyone thought that the ghost doctor would poison-kill-this person immediately, but they saw that the ghost doctor was not angry, let alone left.He just quietly looked at the man who finally walked up to him and knelt down, then nodded and agreed to his request.

Who is the prey?The ghost doctor doesn't care who the prey is, as long as it's his.Mo Yinhe watched as a waiter put a red-hot iron on the man in front of him. The brand was a lotus, which was imprinted on the back of Mo Yinhe's neck.

Mo Yinhe didn't make a sound during the whole process, and his eyes stayed on the ghost doctor's body without moving away.

"You are Xihe, but from now on, you are just my Wangshu."

Mo Yinhe was taken aback, he didn't expect him to say such straightforward and bold words.He smiled docilely and lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were full of affection, and he said as a matter of course: "Okay, it belongs to you alone." After saying that, Mo Yinhe's face was actually a bit warm.This kind of words are only suitable for saying on the bed, and it is indeed a bit shameful to say it in public.

The voice of the person in front of him was steady without any emotion, but he didn't want such words to come out of his mouth.

The ghost doctor was very satisfied with Mo Yinhe's answer, no matter what he said was true or false.It's really unheard of for a dignified Xihe to be willing to be a comfort to others.He knew that this person might have plans for his identity, but so what?After laying his brand, can he still leave?

"I belong to you, so you should tell me your name?" Mo Yinhe leaned close to Qin Chu who had been sitting upright, his teasing intention made the people around him dumbfounded.Even if he has a plan for the ghost doctor, it shouldn't be like this as soon as he comes, right?

The strange thing is that the ghost doctor doesn't seem to be angry with him for being so transgressive and frivolous.Everyone present knew that the ghost doctor's personality was very bad, and it made people feel that something was wrong with such repeated tolerance.

In the past, few perfect people who were sent to the ghost doctor's door could come back. Does the ghost doctor prefer this kind of people?

When the ghost doctor saw Mo Yin and his smiling eyebrows, he unconsciously wanted to smile, but he couldn't pull the corners of his lips that hadn't been raised for many years, and only showed a smile that didn't look like a smile behind the mask.

"Jiang Yehan."

Mo Yinhe nodded, yes, good name, in fact, when someone said he was a ghost doctor, Mo Yinhe had a vague premonition that he was Jiang Yehan.It turned out to be someone involved with Destiny's Child again, Mo Yinhe sighed in his heart, what to do, his own man, of course, had to work hard for him.

"Then my name will be Li Tingyan."

Even though there were no doubts in his eyes, Mo Yinhe knew that Jiang Yehan must not understand why he was called Li Tingyan.

Mo Yinhe approached Jiang Yehan again, and then said softly in a voice only he could hear: "I heard a poem by a poet before, "Lonely away from the pavilion, the country is cold at night. I think the name Li Tingyan is very Good." It matches Jiang Yehan very well.

Even if he couldn't see the expression behind the mask, Mo Yinhe knew that the expression on Jiang Yehan's face was helpless.

There's nothing wrong with it, the original body is a killer without a name, Tianqiqi is just a code name, why not give yourself a name?

Obviously Jiang Yehan knew about Mo Yin and his details, and knew that Li Tingyan was not his name at all, but he still acquiesced to the name.He repeated it earnestly: "I remember, Li Tingyan."

Just at first glance, Jiang Yehan didn't know why he was so tolerant towards him.

Maybe it's because he's special.

"What's the matter with your legs?" The strange breath came to his ears again, which made Jiang Yehan very uncomfortable.He rarely has such close contact with people, and rarely answers other people's questions.

This person, he is a very special person, Jiang Yehan turned his head to look at the eyes that were very close.Even though his face was covered with blood, even if he asked such an impolite question as soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Yehan didn't feel offended at all.He just didn't know how to answer the question he had never answered before.Similarly, Mo Yinhe asked this question because it has no solution in the world line.

He is different.

Jiang Yehan looked at the approaching face, maybe he didn't realize that his face was full of blood-water, Jiang Yehan, who has always been very clean, should drink him away, push him away in disgust, or directly poison-kill him From now on, seeing is out of sight, but Jiang Yehan didn't do anything.He was even enduring the pungent smell of blood.

He answered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Because I am a demon."