I will be the system for Qilong Aotian

Once Shura's wound stopped bleeding, it began to heal itself quickly. His tenacious vitality hardly needed too much help from the system. At this time, Shura's status panel was very stable, and there was no mental abnormality from the label.

But the human spirit is extremely delicate and sensitive, if something abnormal happens and he doesn't notice... After all, this kind of thing is not without precedent.

Now we can only observe and see.

"Cut down a tree." Zhong Jiuji walked away from Shura's side, "Make a coffin."

After all, it was the corpse of Shura's confidant, and it was not easy for him to do so. Zhong Jiuji got up to deal with the broken corpses all over the mountains and plains.

It is not easy to clean up the broken corpses, or it is difficult to distinguish all the broken limbs and broken arms. Fortunately, the system's scanning technology allows him to accurately find out where the broken limbs are. All dead bodies can be safely buried.

"There is a living person here!" Suddenly there was a noisy voice from a distance, Zhong Jiuji raised his head and watched these people quickly surround him, "Look, he is burying people, hahahaha this person is Ascetic?"

Zhong Jiuji noticed that these people were carrying items that did not belong to them, and speculated that they should be bandits who came to the battlefield to pick up and collect items.

"This man looks well dressed, and he may have a lot of good things on him." The leader looked Zhong Jiuji up and down, "The clothes on his body look good, so take them off together."

Zhong Jiuji wants to retreat, but there is nowhere to retreat. According to the system agreement, all systems cannot interfere with other events except the host. He cannot escape now, nor can he attack and resist. If he returns to the host at this time, parasitism is very likely cause suicidal behavior in the host.

"I won't resist, I have nothing, please at least let me survive." Zhong Jiuji raised his hands and chose the most appropriate behavior. After the clothes are taken away, there will be more. He really has no property on him. , if you want to search, just search.

The surrounding people burst into laughter immediately, obviously very satisfied with Zhong Jiuji's understanding.

"Boss, boss." The man next to the leader winked at Zhong Jiuji.

"What's wrong, you want to mess with him?"

"It's so beautiful, it's hard to find even among women. Boss, do you want it? If you don't want it, just give it to me?"

The meaning of this sentence, Zhong Jiuji has a bad feeling.

"Okay, take it and play with it, don't play it to death at one time."

The wretched-looking man stretched out his dirty hands, and finally there was a crack in Zhong Jiuji's calm expression. He frowned and took a step back.

The wretched man's hand was about to touch the corner of Zhong Jiuji's clothes, when there was a sudden breeze among the crowd, the wretched man looked down at his arm in a strange way, and suddenly his arm broke away from his body and fell straight down.

Others couldn't see it, but Zhong Jiuji could see it clearly. He saw with his own eyes that Shura silently passed everyone's sight and blocked him, and the sharp blade of the blood-drinking blade cut off the man's arm. .

Zhong Jiuji raised his head, Shura was still quiet, his messy hair of different lengths that had been cut after fighting thousands of people fluttered slightly, a cripple but firmly guarded Zhong Jiuji like a mountain, his back was straight, With a bare upper body, well-proportioned muscles can be seen.

The sound of pain came long after the man fell to the ground in pain.

People around saw the bright red blood-drinking blade, and understood the identity of the person in front of them. In a world famous for martial arts, Shura's achievements are impressive. Even if they lack arms or legs, they are definitely not this person's opponent.

"Quick retreat!" The leader was alert and quickly organized his subordinates to retreat. Shura was actually here. No wonder they only saw the corpses of one side when they searched the battlefield, and they were all killed by Shura alone!

However, Shura had no intention of letting these people go. The blood-drinking blade reflected a cold light under the sun, and was about to chase after him. His thin fingers easily pressed Shura's arm with extremely weak force.

"Don't chase."

Shura stood still, with one leg and a knife, standing more firmly than anyone else.

Zhong Jiuji went to Shura's side to check his broken arms and limbs. There were no signs of wounds and cracks all over his body.

Shura was quiet and obedient, even though Zhong Jiuji's examination touched his wound.

Zhong Jiuji never thought that Shura, who had never communicated with him, would come to save him, and even listened to his words and stopped chasing him. Does Shura have such an obedient personality?

"Where's your friend's body? Did you leave her there alone?" Zhong Jiuji's question was not answered.

And because of this, Zhong Jiuji vaguely noticed that Shura didn't seem to be that enthusiastic about his dead confidante, what's going on?

Is there a point of divergence in his mission again?

But the timing of his arrival is so late, it shouldn't affect the timeline before. Could it be that there is an error in the data of other system tasks?

"Let's find a place to bury her first."

Zhong Jiuji dragged the shovel, but saw the big tree that had been cut in half, he remembered that he had suggested Shura to make a coffin.

When he reached the river, Zhong Jiuji's eyes widened.

The clean coffin stood there quietly. I stepped forward to look at the coffin. The coffin is extremely exquisite, all of which are made of mortise and tenon structure, which is extremely fine and unexpected.

But the coffin is ready.

The girl was still lying on the ground.

Zhong Jiuji: "..."

When Zhong Jiuji turned his head, Shura quietly 'stand' there without saying a word, his face was indifferent, and the few remaining strands of long hair fluttered in the wind.

Zhong Jiuji noticed that there might be a big discrepancy between Shura's information and the reality.

Put the girl back into the coffin, made a simple rolling device, and thought while dragging.

I'm afraid Shura doesn't have the so-called confidant feelings for the girl, and it's very likely that he doesn't have the so-called revenge thoughts for his friend who betrayed him.

Thinking about the genocide of the Shura clan carefully, Shura didn't even have any concept of revenge, so how could he say that Shura wanted to seek revenge from his betrayed friends based on his own selfishness?

Maybe it’s because the predecessors have entered into a misunderstanding. The lower the subsystem’s code, the darker the history of the main system. They have no experience codes to buy, and students without teachers can explore the concept by themselves without textbooks. Not necessarily true.

Shura, who was behind him, quietly followed him, with one kick and one knife, the forward speed was not slow.

Zhong Jiuji turned around and asked, "Is there anything I can eat?"

The system doesn't need to eat at all, Zhong Jiuji is just testing.

Unexpectedly, Shura just glanced at him and turned back into the jungle. Zhong Jiuji closed his eyes to observe Shura's situation, and watched with a complicated expression as Shura quietly carried the wings of three pheasants to the river and began to pluck their feathers.

Not quite.

why?

Shura's obedience made Zhong Jiuji feel troubled.

Shura made a roasted chicken, but in fact the roasted chicken was a bit appalling and barely edible. Zhong Jiuji sat in front of the coffin and looked at the Blood Drinker.

This knife has been by Shura's side from beginning to end, it is his life, but he did not expect that one day it will be used to cut trees, make coffins, and disembowel the food.

The three chickens were placed in a bunch in front of Zhong Jiuji, still steaming, Zhong Jiuji looked at Shura who was standing on one leg: "Eat it, finish it."

Shura didn't refuse, his eating was not good-looking, his sharp teeth chewed every bone and swallowed, and the three whole chickens ate all the chicken feathers.

Zhong Jiuji seemed to be watching wolfdog eating and broadcasting.

"What are you thinking?" Zhong Jiuji couldn't help asking, he couldn't analyze Shura's heart.

Sure enough, you still need to sign a contract first to get more data.

"Are you willing to sign a contract with me and become my host..." Zhong Jiuji was silent for a while, and said, "Are you willing to be my man?"

[System [-] has successfully signed a contract with host Shura, and the contract has come into force. 】

Zhong Jiuji:? ? ?

Is that all?

Even the Chiyang hosts know how to ask for food, but this Shura doesn't even care about negotiating? !

A large amount of hidden data suddenly poured into Zhong Jiuji's information, and one of them caught his attention.

That was a label in front of Shura's name, which was actually Zhong Jiuji's name. System 27 and the word Shura were tied together with a fixed small lock.

This was a pattern that hadn't appeared on other host panels. It was the first time he encountered it, and he couldn't figure out what it meant.

"you……"

"My name is Shura." For the first time, Shura spoke in front of Zhong Jiuji, with the same unfriendly tone as his people.

"I know, your name is Shura." Zhong Jiuji looked at the person in front of him calmly, "I'm here for you."

Shura remained silent.

"Do you hate the person who betrayed you? I need your answer." Zhong Jiuji needs this answer, which will affect his next decision.

Suddenly, the sound of piercing through the sky rang through his ears, and Zhong Jiuji was quickly pushed down by Shura.

Zhong Jiuji wanted to raise his head, but Shura's only arm grabbed the back of his head and was wrapped in Shura's arms.

The sharp feathered arrows sank deeply into the ground, leaving only the tails of the arrows, which settled where they were originally.

Shura wrapped Zhong Jiuji's whole body under his body, making the protection airtight.

Trying to raise his gaze, what he saw was the line of Shura's jaw, and his cold and defensive eyes looking around.

But the hand he held Zhong Jiuji was as gentle as if he was holding a broken flower.