No Game No Life[Comprehensive]

The first time after seeing that weird star, I stopped and looked up at the night sky above my head.

It's fine, nothing, no problem.

The surrounding streets were in a mess. It turned out that the alley had been completely buried, and my house was blown up badly. I didn’t even have to take the key to open the door. I jumped directly onto the edge of the platform on the second floor, from Enter the home here.

The tables and chairs in the room, which were clean and tidy before leaving, were overturned, broken bricks and tiles were scattered all over the place, and the lush green vegetation was covered by sand, leaving only half of the shiny leaves exposed.

Ugh... What a terrible situation, when the dungeon is over, how much time should the "I" in this world spend cleaning up.

Passing through the ruins, I went straight into the bedroom. Now this room is ventilated on all sides and has excellent lighting. You can directly look at the boundless starry sky while lying on the bed, and enjoy the beautiful night view of the simple town... Sigh.

The more I talk, the more sad I feel.

He went straight to the closet and was about to open the door when a large group of black figures staggered out of the closet.

I recognized the pink hair and the familiar fishnet outfit before I could barely contain the attacking hand.

The man shrank and curled up on the ground, with an indistinct grunt in his throat, he didn't care about the dirty dust on the ground, and his gorgeous long hair was spread out messily, mixed with the dust.

The man's face twitched nervously, and I could hear the distinct rattle of the teeth as they clenched together.

His condition is very bad.

I stood there and looked down at my cheap teammate. When I got closer, I realized that his hair was not completely pink, but was mixed with black spots. Have you ever eaten red dragon fruit?It's almost the same as the pulp inside.

The skin under the black fishing net is smooth and smooth, without any trace of burns—he was not injured in the flame explosion?But then again, what's up with this mental state...forget it.

That's what the red-haired man seemed to call him—

"...Diablo?"

I knelt down and tentatively reached out to touch the man in front of me. The moment my fingers touched him, he opened his mouth and was about to scream.

Of course, it is impossible for me to let him make such a loud noise to stimulate my eardrums. I raised my hand to cover the man's mouth tightly, and supported his back with the other hand, let him get up from the ground and lean against me. body.

When the palm of my hand touched the skin of Diablo's back, I realized that his body was chilling intermittently, and there were many fine cold sweats, which felt wet to the touch.

The limbs are tense, almost to the point of convulsions, trembling all the time, obviously very afraid of being touched by strangers, but they don't resist at all, the gesture of falling into my arms can be called submissive, this kind of self-sufficiency The contradictory behavior confuses me.

My heart is beating so fast... Is it a panic attack?

Thinking about Diablo's abnormal symptoms in my mind, I casually pulled out a thin seasonal blanket from the cabinet on one side, and wrapped around Diablo's body a few times, wrapping him up completely.

I don't have experience in this situation, so I can only do my best to make Diablo feel safe.

He needs to relax, the convulsions are so severe, it's exhausting.

However, the blanket did not seem to bring Diablo the comfort it deserved. His cramps got worse, his upper body was arched, his knuckles were white, and there were stressful tears on his face. He shook his head unconsciously. whimpering out of tune.

"No...don't kill me...don't kill me..."

Looks like he's completely insane.

I was worried that he would bite off his tongue under the confusion, so I forcibly turned his face, pinched his jaw hard, forced him to open his mouth, and put two fingers in to press against his roof.

The airflow tightened in circles, like restraint belts fixing Diablo's limbs.

Transparent saliva dripped out along the mouth that could not be closed, and fresh tears rolled down from the shattered pupils before the stains of tears had dried, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Tsk, I was obviously saving someone, but those who didn't know thought I was bullying him.

This situation lasted for a while before subsiding. I patiently waited until Diablo's body gradually relaxed, his breathing became calm, and his scattered eyes regained focus before releasing the restraint on him.

Having said that, what do I do with my wet fingers, and I don't have tissues on me right now...

As soon as the troubled thoughts came to my mind, I saw Diablo, who regained his senses, lowered his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and took the initiative to suck my finger back. He licked it skillfully and swallowed Voice.

I was shocked by his smooth operation on the spot, and I didn't know how to react for a while.

The subway, the elderly, the mobile phone.

Drool, man, fingers.

what? ? ?ah? ? ? ? ?

Diablo himself spat out the cleaned fingers calmly, as if he didn't feel that he had done such a terrible thing just now.

"Look at the stars, Rosie," he said.

I followed his words and looked up, and found that the speed of the star of death was faster than before.

"I'm going to die when the frequency reaches a flash of a second. If I die again, I'll go completely insane. You have to kill XANXUS before that, or you'll have to fight alone." Diablo said, "One on one you The odds are slim... Huh, troublesome Mafia assassination unit."

I knew he was talking to me about something serious, but seeing his lips and teeth constantly opening and closing as he spoke, the touch of his tongue rolling over his fingers was still vaguely lingering, and I couldn't think properly under the chaos.

It seems that Diablo should have the ability to resurrect from the dead, but the trauma to the spirit is great. No wonder he can reappear unscathed after experiencing that kind of explosion, but why does Diablo want to lick my dick? finger? ...The black-haired young man I saw at the intersection was originally called XANXUS...The red-haired man called out Diablo's name in one gulp, have they seen it in other game copies?Then he should be aware of Diablo's immortality, but why did Diablo lick my finger? ...I mean, I still don't know the name of that red-haired man...

...but why is Diablo licking my finger?

ah! ! !So annoying! ! !

Almost at the moment when the conversation between the two of us ended, the flaming bullets came with a huge gunshot, smashing the air barrier I had set up before.

The sound of the shell casing falling to the ground was crisp, and my heart sank.

The bullets are more powerful than I expected, and this fight will be tough.

The young man with black hair and blood eyes appeared in my sight with heavy footsteps.

"I found... the garbage that Yong Zhan hid everywhere."

He raised the barrel.

The author has something to say:

The SAN value is too low and the inspiration is too high. After the boss died once, the memory of the game and reality is confused, so knowing Roxi's name, he will have a very familiar behavior.

Shocked Roshi all year

Pretty boys must remember to protect themselves when walking outside! (X

Luo Xi (touching her chest upright): My heart is beating so fast...it might be a palpitation attack.

Diablo: (He wants it?)

感谢在2020-10-1800:34:48~2020-10-1920:17:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: why not go back one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!