It is strictly forbidden to collapse people [Unlimited]

Both Shen Yongle and Mo Jue were vaguely aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Le Shen reluctantly raised his head from Chengshan's information, and glanced at the lord: "They must be stopped as soon as possible."

Mo Jue frowned slightly and looked at the experiment table: "Can you stop the research now?" He thought for a while, "Is it feasible to directly suspend the use of the item card? Or replace this card with another card?"

Although Shen Yongle's research has not yet ended, judging from the current situation, even if they know the theoretical method of preparing the antidote, it is still difficult to find the corresponding materials, extract the required ingredients, and then successfully prepare the antidote.

From this point of view, the research that Shen Yongle spent so much energy on is actually meaningless.

However, Aksha will definitely not give such generous conditions to players who use item cards.

"No." Shen Yongle shook his head lightly, and spoke while reading the materials.

Because most of his attention is still on the research, the speed of speaking unconsciously slows down, "In this card, the nature of 'research cannot be interrupted' is two-way—that is, whether it is the external environment, or Whatever happens to the players themselves, the research will not stop."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words "player itself".

Mo Jue paused slightly, as if he suddenly realized something.

The barrage could not help but marvel at the beginning, but it was startled when he heard it.

[Huh?So... can this card... be used to...]

[I don’t know if it’s because I’ve watched Leshen’s live broadcast too much, I’ve already cultivated a tacit understanding with Leshen...]

[Hey, I seem to understand, so this card is actually a life-saving card? ]

Shen Yongle glanced at the barrage, nodded: "Yes, if I guessed right, it can even be used as a shield card to resist or avoid external attacks, or to extend life after being seriously injured..."

The barrage was shocked: [Really! ]

[Who wants to get this (laugh cry.jpg)!By the way, Fanfan got this card, right?The master of metaphysics is indeed a master of metaphysics...]

This should be the first prop card that Shen Yongle got with a similar defensive function.

When Leshen first knew about the existence of prop cards, he only thought that all prop cards were regular personal skills, and after using them, he discovered that the functions of prop cards are so strange that people have to feel that the world is so big, and reality is bigger than imagined. fantasy.

Afterwards, under the reminder of Yan Ye, Leshen developed countless new uses of [Aksha], and Shen Yongle gradually realized an important problem-maybe many item cards have hidden functions, it just depends on whether you can realize it or not. To its real usage, play its greatest value.

The people downstairs had already approached the room where Afra was, and they didn't seem to have changed their minds at all.

Shen Yongle only said a few words, as a reminder to the audience watching the barrage, and then quickly turned the remaining attention back to the current crisis.

Mo Jue thought for a while: "Then I'll go down, you stay here."

"I'll go down with you," Shen Yongle explained, "Although I can't stop my research, I'm not restricted to one place and cannot move."

He flipped through it casually, and sifted down the half-arm-high materials to four or five volumes, "Okay, let's go."

Mo Jue stared at him carefully for a while while he was flipping through the materials, frowning slightly as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't look away when he heard this, and just said: "Okay."

Shen Yongle didn't notice anything unusual, and quickly followed him down the secret passage stairs.

Only halfway there, there was only a sharp "squeak" of furniture rubbing against the ground, and the noisy human voices that were slightly blurred before suddenly became clear.

Mo Jue walked in front, and stopped when he heard the sound: "They have already found Afra."

Before Shen Yongle hugged Aphra and unlocked her, she put her back on the bed. In order to enter the secret passage, the two had to move Aphra's bed away first, because there were a lot of furniture in the room, so the bed was pushed to the door post position.

Now it was probably Wu Xinyu and the rest of the manor who went straight to Aphra's bedroom. After finding that the door couldn't be opened, they were convinced that Aphra could move, so they pushed the door open with brute force.

However, this time, it happened to reset the removed bed, blocking the only exit for Mo Jue and the others to get out.

Shen Yongle couldn't help being a little anxious: "Can you try to push the bed away from here? Do I need to get out of the way first, so that you have room to exert strength?"

He thought for a while, "Or just call Zhou Yang and Wu Xinyu's names?"

Outside the door, the irrational crowd had already rushed towards Aphra who was lying on the bed.

They cried and cursed the viciousness and cruelty of the witch, and told the pain of losing a loved one or having to kill a loved one whose soul was taken by the demon.

Shen Yongle still had to bow his head to study the information.

He became more and more anxious, and only after a while did he realize that Mo Jue hadn't moved.

"Brother Jue?" Shen Yongle hurriedly raised his head, only to realize that Mo Jue had been looking at him.

It seems that he has been observing himself since he was in the secret room, or even earlier.

Shen Yongle's heart froze, and finally realized that with her imperceptible powers of observation, it was impossible for her to hide from him for a long time...

Mo Jue finally said, "Are you sick?"

The barrage was originally worried about Aphra, yelling and urging the Sir to go out and fight, and he paused immediately when he heard this.

[Fuck? ! ]

[Leshen also has schizophrenia? !When did this happen? ! ]

[Is my mother really? !I didn't see it? ! ]

[Let's put it this way... Le Shen didn't seem to move much since he searched the house before, and the speed of going up the stairs was obviously a bit slow...]

[Is that because of zombosis? !Oh my god, Leshen also pretended so well, I thought it was because I was afraid of those dolls...]

[I thought too... After all, I was too scared to watch it! ]

[No, it's even scarier now, okay? !Leshen is sick... Can this dungeon still pass?Woo hoo! ]

Shen Yongle pursed her lips and did not speak.

Mo Jue frowned: "Before in the dark room, you hardly moved your neck and arm joints..."

Shen Yongle seemed to open his mouth to explain.

Just listen to Mo Jue and continued, "I want to say that it's because the space is too narrow and it's inconvenient to move? Or are you concentrating on reading the material so you don't move much?...Then show me the movement now."

He approached slowly, his originally stern tone finally slowed down after seeing Shen Yongle's expression.

Mo Jue couldn't help but sighed from the bottom of his heart, and kissed him, "You don't need to hide it from me... Besides being your teammate, I'm still your lover."

Shen Yongle was instantly poked in the heart by him.

Leshen's heart softened, as if something warm had spread into his chest, and the fear and panic that he had been trying to hide before finally couldn't hold back and let it out. He said awkwardly, "I'm sorry."

"I'm not sorry, but I won't allow it in the future."

Mo Jue stretched out her hand and hugged him tightly, only after a while did she feel that he was gradually relaxing.

His heart trembled slightly, he counted the time, and realized that Shen Yongle's ossification may have developed to the middle stage.

He couldn't help feeling a little worried, but his face remained calm.

The barrage was almost frightened and cried, crying and asking what to do.

Shen Yongle was not in the mood to comfort them for the time being, but Mo Jue listened to the movement outside and hugged Shen Yongle back.

Shen Yongle also thought that he was going to kick the door and needed more space, so he obediently sat back.

But Mo Jue said, "I'll go out and tell them that you are waiting here."

Shen Yongle was startled: "What?!"

"Good boy," Mo Jue said incredulously, "It's useless for you to go out..."

Shen Yongle immediately argued: "But I'm still using [Charlotta Turner], they can't hurt me..."

In the middle of his speech, Mo Jue stopped him with a kiss: "That's not what it means, even if you don't have this item card, no one can hurt you."

The barrage was still crying, but when he heard the words, he froze for a moment, and he was so handsome by the Sir.

[If there is no problem with my Chinese reading comprehension, this sentence should mean "I will always protect you"? ]

[...I don’t know why, the more Sir Alex said lightly, the more bitter I became. ]

[Ah, I want to marry! ! ]

[Dangerous speech upstairs!Be careful Leshen sent Fanfan to draw circles and curse you! ]

[Well, if Fanfan draws it, it seems a bit scary...]

Mo Jue was still explaining to Shen Yongle: "These people have almost lost their minds. If you think about the witch hunting in the Middle Ages, we may not be able to stop them..."

"I need to check on the situation of Lu Minyao and the others, and also get the diaries and clues from Lin Jinyue and Xue Miaoxuan. I always feel that we must have missed something."

He didn't say it, but Shen Yongle understood immediately.

Mojue wants to go too many places, and his mobility will only become a drag on him, and his own safety is not guaranteed, which will actually cause Sir Alex to be distracted.

"Concentrate on finishing the research first." Mo Jue gently kissed Shen Yongle's forehead, "Aphra's ability to move again may be due to taking the antidote by mistake, then in this manor, it is very likely that There are also materials that can make an antidote... until the end, no one knows whether the research results are really useless."

"Besides, I still need your help to analyze the clues. It is more efficient for you to free yourself up earlier than to run around with me."

Shen Yongle was finally persuaded, nodded and said: "Okay."

The two didn't delay for a long time. By the time Mo Jue pushed the bed blocking the entrance and crawled out, Afra had already been taken away by the serfs.

Wu Xinyu and the others probably had already set up the burning facilities before breaking into the mansion.

Mo Jue looked down from the window of the mansion and saw that they had tied Afra to the stake.

Aphra was wearing a simple white nightdress, her skin was as clear as white jade, she didn't look like a witch who should be judged, but like a holy angel.

The serfs wantonly vented their emotions on the verge of collapse on her.

Someone cursed and poured oil on her body, someone knelt beside her and cried, and someone was praying—hoping that this evil incarnation would be burnt to death, so that no one would suffer any more!

Mo Jue hurried down, the fire had already been lit.

Finally, Afra could no longer hide the fear and despair in her eyes.

Her glazed bead-like eyes slowly turned to look at the ferocious-eyed crowd below her feet.

The excited crowd froze for a moment, and someone made a clear gasp, and someone exclaimed in a low voice: "She moved! She really moved!"

They quickly made a choice after a short period of surprise and fear

"Quick! Set her on fire and burn her to death! The demon is about to wake up!!"

However, this is just the last struggle of an innocent girl at the end of her life.

Aphra turned her head very jerky, and only raised half of her arms with all her strength.

Tears welled up uncontrollably from her eyes.

She was afraid, hated, and full of unwillingness.

She has clearly seen hope, and she has gradually gotten better!

Why? !Why can't you let her go? !

She cried silently, but Mo Jue suddenly felt some kind of indescribable and profound sadness.

Before the lord chased them out, he thought of many ways to stop those people, such as explaining the plot to Wu Xinyu and the others, or diverting the serfs' attention with other questions, or even thinking about robbing them directly...

However, seeing Afra's expression, Mo Jue felt that the matter was probably irreversible.

Aphra's eyes were full of pain from being burned by the fire.

However, she couldn't move, no one asked for help, and finally... completely desperate.

She fixedly looked at the people under her feet, and with the last of her strength, she slowly opened her mouth: "I curse..."

Probably because she hasn't spoken for a long time, her voice is hoarse and her tone is a little weird.

However, she insisted on finishing every single word, as if saying this sentence had become her last motivation to stay awake in severe pain.

She's real, with all her life she's talking

"I curse... none of you can escape."

On the attic, Shen Yongle, whose joints were already stiff, suddenly raised his head as if sensing something, he hurriedly approached the gap on the edge of the house and looked down.

I only saw the raging fire, as if it was going to burn the whole world.

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