Forces of Temptation

The facilitator of the 20-person siege plan was none other than Su Meiying.

The embarrassment and serious injuries Jiang Fang imposed on her added a layer of real camouflage to her in disguise.

When she didn't disclose her identity, no one could tell that this weak girl in her early 20s with severe facial cuts was the ruthless Su Meiying in "Zhaohui".

She carried a cold [Death Chameleon], after observing, she pretended to be seriously injured and dying, and stumbled in front of a player.

[Death Chameleon] The illusion of death created by the sensor, together with the fact that Wei Chenghua cooperated closely with her and crushed a head with his bare hands in secret, made her perform a perfect death in front of another group of people.

Those players saw with their own eyes that the number of people on the surviving list -1, so they believed it.

The last words of the young girl who died so tragically were that Nan Zhou killed her.

She reminded them that the "Cube Ark" was the common enemy they had to face.

Human beings are busy killing each other, and end up making wedding dresses for monsters. Is it really worth it?

Although this many-to-one battle was provoked by her, she saw that Nan Zhou surrounded a group of people with only one person, and Su Mei, who was hiding in the dark, chased people and twisted their heads like twisting a bottle cap. Needless to say, Yingying was terrified.

But this kind of fear from the bottom of his bones disappeared when he saw Nan Zhou's weak appearance at the end of his battle.

This kind of joyful feeling of stepping the strong in the mud made her just want to laugh with her hands on her hips.

……

A drop of sweat slowly slipped from Nanzhou's chin and landed on the floor of the bungalow covered with strange patterns.

Nan Zhou's figure is flexible. When he leans on the wall with both hands and his shoulders are slightly slumped, his back waist is naturally sunken, which is set off by the slightly narrow edge of his suit pants, making the round curve behind him seem natural, as if It's all about this curve that keeps the pants up.

After hearing Su Meiying's triumphant speech, Nan Zhou, who was sweating profusely, turned his face away.

The heat of his body gave birth to a pair of wings that were about to explode, which made his back muscles move and his skin became hot and tight.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he let out a slight trembling sound, which made the happy smile on the corner of Su Meiying's mouth distorted a bit.

"you……"

Su Meiying said proudly, "That's right, it's us."

Nan Zhou: "...who is it?"

Su Meiying: "..."

Nanzhou never saw "Zhaohui" from the beginning to the end, only after Jiang Fang relieved him, he heard a few words about the team he met just now.

Although the other party killed three people, they injured Brother Fang's hand.

That's too much.

His reaction undoubtedly angered Su Meiying, who was already moody.

She took a step forward and said with a sinister smile, "Have you heard of 'Zhaohui'?"

"'Zhaohui'..."

Nan Zhou thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "Ah."

Su Meiying flashed out a knife, and had already begun to imagine how to paint on this beautiful face, so that the person surnamed Jiang would be in great pain when he found his body: "Do you remember?"

Nanzhou: "I remember it. I've seen it on the leaderboard."

Speaking of this, Nan Zhou felt a little uneasy, and gasped twice, sounding weak and uncomfortable.

"You..." He humbly asked, "Aren't there five people?"

Su Meiying's smile froze at the corner of her mouth: "..."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Su Meiying trembled with anger.

Who is in the upper hand right now?

He has fallen into the mud, but he still doesn't have the slightest sense of begging for mercy?

She would not think that Nan Zhou was simply curious.

She just thought it was a provocation.

She tried her best to distort her angry face into a smile, but the slightly twitching corner of her mouth revealed her heart: "You have to ask that good teammate surnamed Jiang in your team."

"Brother Fang..."

Nan Zhou thought for a while, and finally matched the two-person team in front of him with Jiang Fang's description.

At the same time, he also found a point of contradiction: "Brother Fang can kill the three of you by himself, why do you still call other players stupid?"

...This question is too tricky to answer.

Su Meiying was furious. Just as she was about to step forward, a pair of arms that were as thick as solid sycamore stumps stopped her.

Wei Chenghua: "Don't fall for his tricks. Nights are long and dreams are many."

Nan Zhou sighed slightly.

Unfortunately, if Su Meiying got any closer, her neck would be broken.

He clenched his palms repeatedly, mobilizing the remaining strength in his body, thinking about which part of his body he should distribute it to.

At this very moment, every muscle and skin in him was extremely sore and eager to be comforted.

Under Wei Chenghua's comfort, Su Meiying calmed down a little, but her anger was still hard to dissipate.

Fortunately, under the rage, she still made the most appropriate decision.

She retreated into the safe area and held up her "Succubus' Whispers" which was unusable due to a bug: "Old Wei, hold your breath, don't let him die completely, take his blood, I want to end it!" For the last curse, I will make his life worse than death!"

Wei Chenghua smiled and shook his head as if looking at his wayward daughter.

It's just that after receiving too much nourishment and feeding, his current limbs have grown beyond the limit of human beings, his face has also become swollen, and his skull has even undergone serious deformation in a short period of time—the cheeks are narrow, The cheekbones are extremely high, the top of the skull is bulging, and the distance from the hairline to the eyebrows is twice as wide as that of a normal person.

It's more like atavism than evolution.

It made his smile look terribly frightening.

It has to be said that Wei Chenghua is more like a monster now than Nanzhou.

When he turned his head and faced Nan Zhou, he restrained all the expressions on his ugly face.

...Su Meiying said she wanted to save her life, but Wei Chenghua had no such plan.

dead.

He must die.

Even a sliver of life left for this monster is a shovelful of soil added to their own grave.

Nan Zhou also turned sideways, his knuckles touching the wall slowly slipped down.

Every time he took a breath, there were distant echoes and ringing sounds in his eardrums, which made him unable to fully concentrate.

Really...the worst moment.

Wei Chenghua refused to give Nan Zhou any chance to breathe.

Grasping the moment when Nan Zhou was inhaling, he suddenly exerted force, and rushed towards Nan Zhou at a speed that did not match his stout figure.

When he stepped on the ground, the corner of a dark red floor tile was shattered!

Nan Zhou jumped back, but almost fell to the ground.

His legs felt weak from the core, and his limbs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't get out of Wei Chenghua's attack range at all.

Seeing that there was no time to retreat, Nan Zhou simply raised his hands, trying to block.

His bone density and structure are completely different from ordinary people.

But the strong wind wrapped in Wei Chenghua's fist is not what normal human beings would have.

The bones collided violently with each other, and there was a muffled metal sound.

This punch faded away the peach blossom-like blood that had just gathered on Nan Zhou's face.

Nan Zhou's bones were not broken, but the corner of his mouth was under heavy pressure, and a line of blood spurted out abruptly.

A drop of blood splashed onto the earlobe along the wind of Wei Chenghua's fist, like an overly bright earring.

The blood roiling in his chest made Nan Zhou feel extremely sick, his body went limp for a moment, and he was firmly suppressed by Wei Chenghua's fist.

His peach blossom eyes were out of focus for a moment, and when he looked up at Wei Chenghua blankly, even though Wei Chenghua's face and heart were as stubborn as a stone, his heart still shook for a certain moment.

But Wei Chenghua did not indulge in this untimely emotion.

When he noticed the change, he immediately changed his color.

When his fist touched Nan Zhou's arm, he was shocked to find that the energy in his body was rapidly draining!

... Nanzhou has something wrapped around his hand!

However, the momentary panic turned into calm after only a moment.

Because Wei Chenghua quickly made a judgment: Although that thing is the same as the props on him, they are all absorption-type props, but that thing is much weaker.

At best it makes one feel powerless.

But his big golden chain, which had absorbed dozens of lives, was radiant and dazzling on his bronzed chest muscles.

My props are the highest quality rewards in exchange for 99 lives.

What it glows is the brilliance that comes from life.

As for Nanzhou's little trick...

Wei Chenghua did not retreat but advanced, grabbed Nan Zhou's hands, lifted his feet off the ground, and lifted them up!

When Nanzhou's hands were raised high by Wei Chenghua, taking advantage of his height, the clothes on his wrists were caught by the cuff buttons, and affected by gravity, they slowly slid down.

The long chain [Absorbing Star] confiscated from Chen Sisi was quietly wrapped around Nan Zhou's forearm.

Wei Chenghua smiled: "You use this little thing to protect your life?"

As he said that, he jokingly grabbed Nan Zhou's chain that was wrapped around his elbow. With a teasing look, he let Nan Zhou absorb his endless energy, and at the same time kept putting pressure on the chain, trapping Nan Zhou's wrist and the chain together. Grind, crush, and play with my own palm as rough as sandpaper.

Slightly——

Squeak——

The energy absorbed by Wei Chenghua couldn't stay in Nan Zhou's body for a moment at all.

It only urges and accelerates the birth of mutations.

A pair of wings sprouting out of the sky pierced through the air his decent suit and windbreaker, cutting it to pieces.

The jerky bone sound made Nan Zhou frowned in pain.

He didn't like to scream, so he pursed his lips tightly and couldn't make a sound.

Until the overwhelmed and broken chain links of the lock clattered to his hair, shoulders, and feet.

Wei Chenghua narrowed his eyes and looked Nan Zhou up and down.

Any human being will be full of pleasure in conquering the strong.

The stronger a person is, the more vivid his beauty will be when he is humiliated.

Wei Chenghua is not a reckless man, he is also very aesthetic.

At the same time, he was also waiting for Nanzhou's counterattack.

However, until [Star Attraction] lost its brilliance and was rubbed into dust and golden foam by his hands, Nanzhou still did not have any effective means of resistance.

...if kicking his joints with your legs counts.

It's just that those long and flexible legs have lost the lethality they should have, especially when kicked on his reinforced concrete skin, it looks more like a baby.

Wei Chenghua waited cautiously for nearly half a minute, and Su Meiying was already impatient: "Blood! I want his blood!"

Wei Chenghua smiled and said, "Happy to help."

With a flick of his fingertips, two gleaming small daggers moved up and down Nan Zhou's body, picking at his shoulder blades.

Nan Zhou kicked on his lower abdomen, and the wings on his back flapped weakly, trying to escape.

It's just a semi-succubi state, which leads to this pair of wings, which are also wastes that are far more decorative than functional.

Wei Chenghua watched helplessly as the beautiful shoulder blade was slowly pierced by the blade, and shrugged and swallowed the blade completely.

Nanzhou is indeed a very patient creature.

The sound of dripping blood fell to the ground, accompanied by his gradually heavy breathing, but he couldn't hear a moan.

He bit his lips tightly, and only glanced at Wei Chenghua with his eyes, then closed his eyes, as if he was unable to open them again.

Wei Chenghua flicked it casually, and a few drops of blood landed on the page of Su Meiying's opened "Whispers of the Succubus".

Regardless of the ecstatic Su Meiying behind him, Wei Chenghua's eyes became more and more cold.

He was sure that at this point, Nan Zhou had no backup.

So……

Play house is over.

He put his palm on Nan Zhou's neck, forcing him to raise his head, fully exposing the more fragile Adam's apple to the eyes of the hunter.

He looked like a clean white stag.

It's beautiful, and it makes people want to bite off his neck and see his body covered in blood.

Such good nourishment should not be wasted.

Nan Zhou just put on a fragile posture of allowing him to get whatever he wants, allowing the essence in his body to be drawn out bit by bit.

Wei Chenghua showed a satisfied smile.

The gold chain hanging around his neck swirled uninterruptedly with golden light.

At first, the brilliance was only on and off, and then it was a long-lasting brilliance, like an immortal star.

However, seeing that the abundant points were about to go to "Zhaohui", Wei Chenghua felt something was wrong.

The light of the golden chain on his neck was gradually covered by another light.

The light came from Nan Zhou's body.

Nanzhou is the charm of light.

He is a monster of light.

The weaker he was, the more magnificent and dazzling the light on his body became. The snow-white sunlight that radiated from his body gradually engulfed the golden light.

Although Nanzhou's strength was suppressed in all directions, the energy in his body was too vigorous, no matter how much Wei Chenghua sucked it, he couldn't finish it.

But Wei Chenghua's body is, after all, a human body.

To accommodate more energy, the body needs to grow and make room for more space.

The support of the gold chain did give Wei Chenghua the ability to grow his body.

However, right now, the high-speed injection of energy in a short period of time made his body unable to bear such growth.

He is like a seedling that has been roughly picked up.

It was as if a person who had just eaten half full with a satisfied face was forcibly strangled by the neck, and poured a lot of water and air like a force-feeding duck.

His stomach, his internal organs, were full and swollen as if they had been pumped up.

Wei Chenghua could even hear the creaking sound of his own bones being swelled by the injected energy.

Wei Chenghua's complexion turned from blue to purple.

No...no!

He tried to get rid of Nanzhou.

But Nan Zhou firmly clasped his wrist and remained motionless.

Just now, he gathered all the remaining strength in his body in the palm of his hand.

Now, the one who can't leave is him, Wei Chenghua.

Nan Zhou opened his eyes, quietly looking at Wei Chenghua who was rolling his eyes because of the soaring energy in his body.

This is his backhand.

His backhand is himself.

He bet that an absorbing player like Wei Chenghua would not be willing to kill himself and waste his good food.

...he was right.

It seems that if you follow Brother Fang, your gambling luck will improve.

Su Meiying, who was still happily flipping through the pages of the book, looking for the method of cursing, felt strange when she heard Wei Chenghua's strange gurgling sound, and looked up——

I saw that Wei Chenghua's originally huge head had grown to twice its original size, and the hard skull began to grow forward strangely, as if a serious bone spur had grown on the skull, which pressed his head almost into a stubby In his neck, he couldn't maintain the balance of his shoulders and neck at all.

His shoulders could no longer bear the balloon-like growth of his head, and his eyes were squeezed so hard that they almost burst out of their sockets.

Sensing that the situation was not right, Su Meiying was instantly anxious, and was about to turn two more pages, looking for the strongest curse that could be exchanged for the curse of flesh and blood, when the book in her palm was suddenly taken away.

The movements are as proficient as the head teacher confiscating extracurricular books.

Su Meiying: "..."

Jiang Fang, wearing plain glasses with predictive functions, stood calmly behind Su Meiying, as elegant and decent as he was when he pretended to be a school inspector when he was young.

There was no specific emotion in his voice.

An ordinary sentence, but to Su Meiying's ears, the words were unfamiliar: "This classmate, you are still young, so you are not suitable for reading such a book."

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