Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

The closer he got to Qingwu Mountain, the more nervous Yun Shuhua became.

The hands that tightened the reins were sweating, his heart was beating like a drum, and his breathing became difficult.

He involuntarily speeded up, wanting to hurry up and meet Jing Fan sooner.

The night the two separated, he made a wish to the night sky.After surviving this war, there will be a new beginning.

It's almost there.

When he was still a few miles away from the mountain gate, the horse's body suddenly swayed and fell unsteadily.

"Shuhua!"

Jiang Shuwan hurriedly got off his horse, ran forward to help Yun Shuhua up, frowned and said, "How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I smell blood..." Yun Shuhua shook his head, shook off Jiang Shuwan and stood up, looking around with sharp eyes, "Why are there so many demon cultivators lurking here?"

He could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at them in the dark, ready to strike at any time.

Jiang Shuwan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and said in a deep thought: "These are the Qingxu Sect's army, I'm afraid they are here to intercept the reinforcements, maybe they saw that you and I are from Yuxiao Palace, so they didn't do anything."

Yun Shuhua sneered: "What a good one... to intercept the reinforcements."

He drew out the long sword that was worn on his body, and the sharp light reflected by the blade was reflected in his eyebrows.

"Everyone obeys the order, slaughter all Qingxumen...surround Qingwu!"

Under the order, the demon cultivators hidden in the mountains came out in full force, and fought fiercely with the Scarlet Shadow Army.

"Let's go!"

Yun Shuhua grabbed Jiang Shuwan's arm and led him straight to the mountain gate.

The dark crowd of enemies rushed forward, and he swung his sword away.Yun Shuhua's swordsmanship was pointed by Jing Fan, the wind was fierce, and his movements were like clouds, and soon corpses fell in front of him. The speed of killing was astonishing.

He didn't care about anything anymore, and there was only one thought in his mind: must... must end this evil war as soon as possible!

Gradually, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

The two hurried to the front of the mountain gate, and suddenly smelled an unusual breath.

It's too quiet here, corpses lying here and there are lying on the ground, and many demons have ashen-colored faces, quietly surrounding them, looking at a certain place.

Jiang Shuwan saw Fu Wei's figure in the crowd at a glance, and he stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at Wei Zun obsessively.

To be precise, he was looking at the things in Wei Zun's hands.

Jiang Shuwan looked intently, and saw that Wei Zun was holding a gleaming treasure in his hand. Not far away, the golden awn flowing from the top of the Yuxu Temple was spreading in the air, and it was sensing the treasure in his hand.

"This is, this is to use the Tianyin Stone to communicate with God in front of the people of the world, and officially take over the Eastern Region?"

Jiang Shuwan stared blankly at the aloof Wei Zun who was ecstatic, and said through gritted teeth, "I didn't expect that we were still late."

At this moment, the swift walking steps of the people around him stopped abruptly, and the sword in their hands fell to the bluestone floor, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Shu Wan's heart was suffocated, and he saw Yun Shuhua's eyes were red, staring at the blood shadow that fell in front of the Yuxu Temple, and rushed up trembling.

The man fell in a pool of blood, and the gold-plated jade crown was soaked in blood, and he could be vaguely identified by his clothes.

...It turned out to be Jing Fan!

Jiang Shuwan watched Yun Shuhua frantically push away the figures, and hurried forward, trying to catch him who was out of control.

But he was in vain and fell to the ground, not even reaching a piece of Yun Shuhua's clothes.

"Shuhua, it's dangerous there, don't go..."

The sky suddenly darkened.

The sun and the moon were hidden, and the Tianyin Stone stopped communicating with the Fahua Stele.

Yun Shuhua watched as Jing Fan was seriously injured and fell not far away, but could not move at all.

Not only him, but everyone and everything present seemed to be frozen.

Yun Shuhua's voice trembled uncontrollably, and he shouted loudly, "What the hell are you doing? Come out! I know it's you!"

No one answered him.

"Let me kill him, I want to kill Wei Zong with my own hands!"

Yun Shuhua froze in place, and said angrily: "Remember your own identity, you are not qualified to interfere in these matters, hurry up and undo these static exercises!"

Right in front of him, countless icy blue streamers surrounded and intertwined, forming a tall and tall figure.

The eyes of the customer service were as cold as ice and snow, and the words he spoke were without any emotion. "I have to remind you, Yun Shuhua, you have no chance of saving your life."

"I don't need to save my life, let me go," Yun Shuhua said hoarsely, "You are just a game manager, why do you want to interfere with my actions?"

The customer service staff walked up to him slowly and stood still.

"It turns out that you still remember that this is just a game," he said, "If I lift the restriction, you will die in the next second, and me, your game administrator, will also disappear."

"Hahaha...that's really funny," Yun Shuhua said with a red-eyed smile, "Could it be that you forgot that you are a bunch of emotionless data? Why, artificial intelligence has a day of fear of death."

"Life and death don't matter to me. If you die, I will live in this world in another way," the customer service staff tapped Dianyun Shuhua's shoulder with the folding fan in his hand, "but if you die, that is the real life." death."

Real death...that's how it is.

Yun Shuhua looked at him expressionlessly, and his breathing gradually calmed down: "Even if I survive, I won't be able to go back long ago."

After coming here for so long, he has already become Yun Shuhua of Qingwu Mountain.

"But you are different. I know you have many permissions. In this world, you are a god."

The customer service staff raised their eyes slightly, and looked at Yun Shuhua.

Yun Shuhua said word by word: "Give, me, read, file."

The customer service frowned: "What did you say?"

Yun Shuhua's eyes passed him, looked at Wei Zong who was holding the Fahua stele high, and said coolly: "I want to snatch the fragment of the stele, let the way of heaven descend into the world, and kill Wei Zong for the five regions and the people of the world. undeceived."

"But, you can't make the Tianyin Stone listen to you."

The customer service unfolded the folding fan and shook it slightly: "The successor chosen by the upper realm is Jing Fan. No one else has this ability except him."

"However, Jing Fan is a dying person, and his fate cannot support the changes of heaven."

"Only he can... that would be great," Yun Shuhua showed his white teeth, and smiled triumphantly, "As long as I fake a farce about the coming of heaven, I can severely fool Wei Zong. Fan, if that's the case, even my death is worth it!"

The customer service stared lightly at his face, and said, "You're already showing signs of becoming obsessed."

"Oh? I'm already a desperado, and I still care about what to do," Yun Shuhua's face with red lips and white teeth showed a bit of coquettishness, "Come on, I know you can read files for me and help me go back to the past, how about it?" ?”

"Let me remind you, you don't have any gear to start over." For some reason, the voice of the customer service was tense, sounding a little displeased.

Yun Shuhua asked back, "Who said that?"

Who says he has no gear?

The customer service officer looked at him calmly.

"I'm a non-player character in this game," Yun Shuhua raised his eyebrows at him with a wicked smile, and said in a calm tone, "I vaguely remember that the game administrator can interact with the background data to view and correct the information of non-player characters."

Realizing what Yun Shuhua was gradually saying, the customer service's always stern face showed a slight change.

"Are you crazy?"

He even thought of committing suicide!

"I'm not crazy," Yun Shuhua said loudly, "Use my life to read, I can die today."

"Do you know what this means?" the customer service asked, "You have to clear all your data, and then fill in the plot changes after loading the file, so that nothing will be left."

Disappeared in this world.

Yun Shuhua was silent for a while, and said, "Read the file for me."

"I don't understand," the customer service showed a puzzled expression, "What is the purpose of doing this, and is your effort worth it?"

does it worth.

"Have you ever seen the Five Realms in the midst of war?" Yun Shuhua asked back, and was immediately amused by himself, "I forgot, you are an artificial intelligence and a god, so naturally you can't experience that kind of heartbreaking taste."

"If Jing Fan and I died today, and Wei Zan got his wish, then our death would be meaningless. This is a foolish loyalty to the so-called righteous way. Except for death to show our will, the world will not do anything because of us. efforts to change."

"Even if there is a one in ten thousand possibility, I will give it a try and end all of this with my own hands."

Yun Shuhua's words came to the customer service's ears unhurriedly. He thought for a while, trying to taste the meaning of these words.

After a while, the customer service staff closed their eyes and said, "I am your administrator, and I am only responsible to you. Now that you have made a decision, I will cooperate with you."

Yun Shuhua's pupils moved slightly.

"However, I have explained to you the rules of file reading," the customer service said, "Whether you go in person or I do it for you, you must abide by one premise: the time node of the backtracking must be experienced by you personally. "

"Based on the current situation, Wei Zong has never displayed that tablet in front of people for so many years, and it is impossible to go back. If you go back to not long ago to seize it, it will be even more impossible."

"Because your timeline doesn't coincide with his."

As a result, this path will not work.

Yun Shuhua seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water over his head, and his heart was tightly grasped by God's will.

There must be a way, and it must be able to turn the tide and solve all this.

He thought for a while, and suddenly said: "What if we go back to the day when he just got the inscription?"

The customer service gave him a strange look: "You were not born at that time, how could there be an overlapping timeline with him?"

Yun Shuhua gritted his teeth, and said unhappily: "I'm using my life to read files, why should I abide by such rules?!"

"Just to help me, please give it a try, after all... this is my last hope."

The customer service fan shook slightly, raised a hand to touch Yun Shuhua's eyebrows, and closed his eyes.

The cold touch lifted Yun Shuhua's spirit.

After an unknown amount of time, the customer service staff suddenly withdrew their hands.

"how can that be……"

"Why do you have a timeline for that day?"