Love game crying and begging me not to die

"Shir?"

Lihuasun rubbed his eyes, almost thinking that he had misjudged the person.

It turned out to be Fuheshier.

She thought that the person who came would be Gojo Satoru.

After all, Gojo Satoru is the male protagonist of this line. If someone came to rescue her in time, no matter what I think, it is more likely that the male protagonist will come. However, Tachibana Sun doesn’t care about the plot anymore, she just wants to quit quickly This is broken game.

Fu Heisher lowered his eyes, and glanced at the small wounds on Lihuasun's body that were too late to heal.

The man's eyes darkened slightly.

A hint of hostility flashed across the deep pupils, but quickly disappeared quietly.

"The news about the curse master, I am much better informed than that six-eyed little ghost."

Lihuasun thought for a while, and thought it was true. Shier had many employers who were curse masters, and he must be able to obtain the internal news of the curse master faster than Wujo Wu, not to mention that Wujo Wu was still in Kyoto.

She asked, "When did you hear the news?"

"5 minutes ago." Fu Heisher said, shaking off the blood stained on the tip of the knife, "I was going to the high school to find you, but halfway I learned that you had been executed..."

He paused, his voice tensed, "Then, Kong Shiyu told me that your body was taken away by Q's people."

Fu Heisher stuffed the knife back into Choubao's stomach, leaving his left hand free.Last time Gojo Satoru blasted off his right hand with the virtual stance, even Tian and Tyrant with strong recovery ability couldn't grow back the lost arm, now he only has one hand left to use.

He knelt down on one knee, looking at Li Huasun sitting in the corner.

The man caressed her cheek with his callused hand because of holding weapons for many years, but the hand that was not stable at any time was trembling slightly at this moment.

The slightly rough fingertips followed the ends of her eyebrows, the corners of her eyes, her cheeks, and finally stayed on her lips.

After a while, he asked in a low voice:

"Miss, you will be resurrected, won't you?"

Lihuasun did not answer.

She could indeed be resurrected with resurrection coins before, but now that the resurrection coins are locked, she doesn't know what will happen in reality if she dies in the game.

It would be great if I could return to the initial space and exit the game, but if it affects reality...

Tachibana dare not take risks.

She was also a little uncertain about what Fu Heisher meant when she asked her this question. The experience of being stabbed on the other party's birthday made Li Huasun's trust in this man drop to the lowest.

Just the same healing technique as the reversal technique can drive the cursers crazy, not to mention the resurrection from the dead. Even if Fu Heisher is not interested in dissecting her research, if one day he sells her up...

Like something he can do.

Lihuasun's vigilant expression fell into Fu Heisher's eyes, and his fingers tightened suddenly.

After a while, Fu Heisher leaned over, clasped her waist with his hands, and with a little force, hugged her with one hand.

Lihuasun tensed reflexively: "What are you doing?"

Fu Heisher said: "Hold you back. Do you still have the strength to walk?"

Tachibana Sun couldn't help but fell silent.

She really didn't have much strength, and she couldn't even stand up, not to mention, she didn't know anything about Q's base.Lihuasun is a road idiot, usually relying on navigation when going out, and relying on arrows to guide in the game, but now there is neither navigation nor arrows, and he is still in the enemy's lair.

At least Fuheshier can guarantee her safety.

So Li Huasun stopped resisting and let Fu Heisher hug her up.

Just two steps away, Tachibana Sun suddenly remembered something:

"Shir, wait."

Fuheshier stopped in his tracks.

"what happened?"

Lihuasun asked: "Do you have a lighter?"

"Yes. In the left pocket."

Fu Heisher only had one hand, and it was inconvenient to hold it, so Li Huasun reached into his pocket to find the lighter.

Shir didn't have much in his pocket, except for the lighter, there were only a few crumpled race tickets, and a small square bag with a slightly bulging middle and a flat periphery.

Even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, Li Huashun almost immediately realized what it was.

She froze.

Sure enough, he is a professional boy who carries such things with him.

Fu Heisher noticed her movement, remembered what was in his pocket, his body was slightly stiff, and the muscles of his left arm were obviously tense, "I put it in before, and it has not been used for a long time."

Lihuasun said: "Oh."

She didn't care, and didn't even realize that the other party was explaining when he said this.

Fuheshier took a deep look at her.

Lihuasun took out a lighter from Shier's pocket, lit it, and threw it on the curser's body.

The flickering flames engulfed the curser in an instant.

Lihuasun clapped her hands, feeling that she should be completely at ease now.Even if the curse master is really talented, he can be revived if his neck is broken, and if he is burned to a pile of ashes, he won't be able to come out to be disgusting again.

Seeing this, Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows: "Destroying corpses, yes, it's a good habit."

Holding Lihuasun in his arms, he quickly walked through Q's base.

Along the way, Fu Heisher kept trying to talk to Li Huasun, but she closed her eyes and said nothing until the man asked Fu Heihui:

"You took Hui?"

Li Huasun opened his eyes, and did not deny it: "Yes."

She added, "There is also Jin Meiji. After I adopted Xiao Hui, he was very worried about my sister, so I discussed with Miss Fuhei whether we could adopt Jin Meiji together, and she agreed."

Unlike Xiao Hui, Jin Meiji is the biological child of Shi'er's ex-wife. Li Huasun thought that the communication process would be difficult, but Miss Fu Hei went through the formalities without saying a word.

Hearing this, Fu Heisher was not surprised at all: "The child is a drag for her."

Li Huasun couldn't help but said, "Isn't it the same for you?"

"Of course not, it's a bank card. If the technique can be confirmed, it can be sold for at least [-] to [-] million."

"..."

This person, speaking of betraying a child openly, is a scum as it should be.

Just like how he killed her without hesitation in Zhoumu, he probably left a lot of shadow on the three-year-old Xiaohui, so he subconsciously said to her in Zhoumu, "Sister, don't go buy cakes".

Lihuasun couldn't help punching him.

She has no strength at all now, and the beating is soft.

A punch landed on Fu Heisher's shoulder, and he didn't feel any pain, and even laughed.

Fu Heisher lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Li Huasun's neck, and took two strong breaths from her body.

Shir used to do this kind of intimate action before, and he liked the feeling of being surrounded by that sweet fragrance.Li Huasun was taken aback, and quickly pushed him away.

Fu Heisher hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

He pressed against her ear and whispered:

"I won't let you go again, miss."

The hot and humid wind blew across her face, itching like catkins.

"Little ghosts are little ghosts, and you need to protect them."

Fu Heisher seems to know the truth about Lihuasun's defection.

He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on her soft lips, apparently still brooding over what Gojo Satoru did that day.

Lihuasun turned her head, avoiding Fuheisher's staring gaze: "They are different from you."

Fuheshier is a killer, and in his perception, human life is something that can be traded.But the two DKs of Gaozhuan are different from him, not to mention Xia Youjie, who ideally protects the weak, and Wujo Wu, who talks about killing rotten oranges, unless he is really touched by a problem of principle, otherwise he doesn't really kill them.

That's why Lihuasun chose to sacrifice herself to save Xiajie and Wu, instead of defecting together or using force to dominate the magic world.

Fu Heisher wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

As a heaven and curse, his five senses are very sensitive, and he can capture even the slightest sound.

A curse master is coming.

Fu Heisher turned around, wanted to go another way, but stopped again after taking two steps.

Gee.

Front and rear pinch.

Fu Heisher had no choice but to put Lihuasun down. He only had one hand, so he couldn't fight while holding her.

"Enchantment, can it be used?"

Li Huasun shook his head: "The spiritual power is not enough."

"It's okay, I won't let them near you."

In the darkness, Fuheshier wore something around her neck.

Lihuasun lowered her head in doubt, a simple ring hung on the ordinary pendant rope.

familiar texture.

Silvery brilliance.

"...The One Heart Ring?"

Li Huasun wondered, "Why do you have this?"

Fu Heisher said: "The sacred object of the Panxing Cult, after I 'killed' the astral body, they gave this to me."

He observed Li Huasun's expression and raised his eyebrows: "You don't know that this is something from the Panxing Sect. How did you get the ring at that time?"

Lihua bamboo shoots are bought in the mall, just like the rope that tied you back then.

Fu Heisher put another ring on his ring finger, rubbing the concave and convex marks of the ring, and said:

"A long time ago, a conjurer fell in love with a non-conjurer. The conjurer was worried about his lover's safety, so he made a pair of ring-shaped magic tools to share his life with his lover."

"That's right." Fu Heisher raised his eyes and looked at Lihuasun, "The spell of the conjurer is very similar to yours, and it also eliminates the power of the spell."

Lihuasun was startled slightly.

She remembered that Xia Youjie also said that there was once a powerful conjurer who had the same spells as her, but lost his spell power because he fell in love with a woman.

What Xia Youjie and Fu Heisher said...is the same person?

Li Huasun seemed to have vaguely guessed something, but before she had time to think about it, the voice of the curser disrupted her thoughts.

With his left hand, Fu Heisher pulled out the super-class spell tool Tennihoko from Ugly Treasure's mouth, and blocked her behind.

……

Against these levels of curse masters, fighting with one hand does not affect Fuheshier's combat effectiveness.

Originally there were curse masters trying to attack Lihuasun, but when they found that they only needed to get close to the girl in the corner, the cold light of Tiannihoko would follow.

Lihua bamboo shoots are as safe as if there is an invisible natural barrier around them.

Taking advantage of this time, Lihuasun tried to quit the game again, but failed.

The resurrection coin is also in a "locked" state.

Helpless, Lihuasun can only open the attribute interface, and the mantra and spiritual power have recovered a little. Although it is not enough to use the enchantment, it can still be done by strengthening the body.

In this way, she doesn't have to be carried all the way away by Fu Heisher.

Just about to turn off the attributes to check the skills, the light panel on the interface suddenly froze.

At the same time, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

Fu Heisher's pupils shrank suddenly.

Soi Ying's speed was very fast, he had no time to stop him, and he had already arrived in front of Li Huasun.

Lihuasun froze in place.

She didn't expect that someone could break through Fuhesher's protective circle.

And when she collected herself and saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, she suddenly felt a creepy shock.

……

What a joke.

how can that be.

Li Huasun remembered very clearly that she cut off the curser's head with her own hands, pierced his heart with an arrow, and set fire to his body.

In any case, he should be dead, turned into a handful of ashes.

However, the reality is that he stood in front of her intact, even the scars on his face disappeared.

In addition, Tachibana Sun also found something wrong.

This curse master feels very different from before.

The eyes of the curser are always dark and full of hatred for this world, but the eyes of this person in front of him are like a pool of stagnant water, without waves, as if controlled by a machine.

machine.

The ability to come back from the dead.

……

Could it be... the system? !