Every day the puppet is playing dead

"Everyone depends on their abilities?"

Yuan Wuxin sneered, "It's up to you?"

The face of the half-demon young man named "Xuan Mo" changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down and continued:

"Lingxiaohua is needed to lead the way to Lingxian Pavilion, and you can't find it without me."

It is said that the Lingxian Pavilion is half-hidden in the world. According to the rules, if outsiders want to enter the Lingxian Pavilion, they need to find Lingxiaohua in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley not far away.

Ling Xiaohua is hard to find, but if there is a dog demon with a good nose, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"This seat doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows and said,

"I directly lead people to set fire to Wanhua Valley, I don't believe that group of people won't come out."

This method is really a rogue, and suddenly blocked the half-demon speechless.

After hearing such arrogant words, the white-haired man on the side pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help persuading him:

"That glazed venetian lamp is in Lingxian Pavilion after all."

It's not a good way to anger those people, what if they smashed the lamp directly?

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Yuan Wuxin turned his head abruptly, and questioned the white-haired man mercilessly.

The white-haired man was silent.

"Yi Sheng, if you dare to betray me, I will tear your body to pieces."

"...Yes, my lord."

The white-haired man gave Yuan Wuxin a gloomy look, and then he remained silent, standing where he was and restraining his breath, completely as silent as a shadow.

After shocking the other two people present, Yuan Wuxin smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He looked at the puppet in the center of the topic, and suddenly asked:

"You belong to this seat, right, Eleven?"

Chong Yu shuddered.

coming.

He knew that Yuan Wuxin would find him unhappy.

During this period of time, he tried to analyze the root cause of Yuan Wuxin's love and hatred for him. After thinking about it, Chongyu only thought of the word "betrayal"——

I'm ashamed to say that when Chongyu was in the game, sometimes he really didn't behave like a human being.

At the very beginning, Yuan Wuxin was just an ordinary, poor mixed race.

Because of the blood of the demon race, Yuan Wuxin's cultivation level is still higher than that of ordinary people;

Because of his high strength, Yuan Wuxin survived even though he was not accepted by any clan, and tried to protect a mixed blood village by himself.

This move is really naive and out of tune with the worldview.

For Chongyu at the time, Yuan Wuxin was simply an idealist in this chaotic world, and he was a cherished animal.

The first meeting between Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin was due to evil fate.

At that time, he was eager to pick up cubs, but one day he accidentally picked up Yuan Wuxin.

It was half pity, half curiosity, so Chong Yu secretly helped Yuan Wuxin.

At that time, Yuan Wuxin was still a simple boy, and after coming and going, Yuan Wuxin even unilaterally acquiesced that he was a "friend".

If it's just one more "friend", Chongyu doesn't care, but every time Yuan Wuxin has to drag such a long string of oil bottles, and down again and again, Chongyu is also annoyed.

So Chongyu left without saying goodbye.

When the two met again, Chongyu saw that Yuan Wuxin was still so naive, so he simply made a ruthless move, directly disclosing Yuan Wuxin's identity as a mixed blood from the three realms.

And doing so triggered a series of effects——

Instead, Yuan Wuxin was abandoned and betrayed by the half-breed he protected, and then hunted down by bounty hunters.

And not long after that, the mixed blood village was wiped out. After Yuan Wuxin took revenge, he directly targeted Chongyu for hunting.

Until Chongyu played the be ending in the game world, Chongyu still didn't understand why Yuan Wuxin aimed at him.

If a person wants to protect a group of people, then, first of all, he must be stronger than ordinary people, and his force value is the first;

Secondly, the group of people he protects must be worthy of his protection.

Chongyu thought that he had just exposed some bloody facts in a cruel way in advance, but he didn't expect that Yuan Wuxin would "betray" ptsd because of this.

In life, there will always be one or two liars, why bother?

Far away.

Back to the present.

When Yuan Wuxin asked this question, Chong Yu's hair stood on end.

If he still doesn't know why Yuan Wuxin asked this question, then he is really a fool.

This question requires deep thought.

Chongyu began to think about how he should speak so as not to anger Yuan Wuxin.

As for the hanging half-demon, Chong Yu thought it would be better for him to ask for more blessings.

While Chongyu was still thinking, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his whole head tilted back uncontrollably.

After regaining consciousness, Chong Yu realized that Yuan Wuxin had just flicked him on the forehead.

Yuan Wuxin withdrew his hand, his blood-red pupils narrowed slightly, looking very dangerous:

"I found out that you are quite good at pretending to be dead. Are you awake?"

Yuan Wuxin could indeed tolerate his puppet's slow response, but that didn't mean that Chongyu could pretend to be dead when encountering anything.

Seeing Yuan Wuxin's unkind expression, Chongyu could only nodded cautiously.

"very good."

Yuan Wuxin caressed Chongyu's face with his hand.

Chongyu didn't dare to dodge, so he could only let Yuan Wuxin caress for a while.

He already felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he could only lower his eyes slightly, pretending to be tame.

After a few seconds, Yuan Wuxin's hand was down, and he slowly took Chongyu's hand, put a black dagger that he didn't know where it came from, and said in a low voice:

"Now, I order you to kill the half-yao Xuanmo."

As soon as these words came out, Chong Yu suddenly felt terrified.

Because after Yuan Wuxin gave this order, his body unexpectedly held the black dagger reflexively, without the slightest hesitation.

Yuan Wuxin's words in his ear were like the bewitching of a demon, he didn't think about it at all, but his first reaction was to obey.

Chong Yu grabbed the dagger in his hand, stiffened all over, and turned to the half-demon that was suspended in the air.

Now the half-demon is bound by an invisible silk thread, unable to move, and at the height of the half-demon, Chong Yu only needs to slash the knife forward to cut the opponent's throat.

It's all that simple.

It's so simple.

"Ayu...Master..."

The half-monster showed a sad expression, he looked at Chong Yu's face, his golden eyes were filled with heavy complex emotions.

If it can be turned into a demon, Chong Yu will definitely see the ears on the head of the half-demon turned back, and the tail is gently shaking and hanging down.

A dog is like this, even if the owner wants to kill it, it will trust the owner wholeheartedly.

Chongyu's hand holding the dagger was shaking.

First of all, not to mention the difference between killing in the game and killing in real life (even if the other party is a demon), just the fact that the body's immediate reaction is to execute the order has already made Chongyu want to turn around and stab Yuan Wuxin to death.

However, Chong Yu didn't know whether the white-haired man next to him was on his side.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Chong Yu gritted her teeth, became cruel, raised the knife and dropped it...

"Push"

The sound of flesh and blood breaking open and the muffled hum of Banyao Xuanmo sounded particularly loud in the silence.

Chong Yu let go of the knife, he took a few steps back, looked at the half-demon hanging in front of him, his body kept shaking, he couldn't tell whether it was because of fear or other reasons.

Until now, Chongyu is still convincing himself that this is just a game, and killing people in the game is perfectly normal, but now that he really did it, he just feels sick.

Chong Yu lowered his head, he raised his hand and looked at his palm.

The palm is not his.

The palms of this pair were even broken before, and he couldn't feel the palms at all, but now the palms were stained with the blood of the half-demon, and the blood soaked between his fingers, making Chongyu confused and at a loss——

The blood stained on his hand smelled fishy and sweet, and it was still hot.

After the knife went down, everyone present had different reactions:

The half-demon whimpered, her body twitching in pain.

The white-haired man turned his body sideways, and turned half of his body to Chong Yu's side.

Yuan Wuxin chuckled, he seemed to have expected this result.

He walked over slowly, pinched the puppet's shoulder, turned Chongyu around, and asked:

"Why not kill him?"

Yuan Wuxin's tone couldn't hear any joy or anger, it was flat, but Chong Yu knew that the more it was like this, the more dangerous it would be.

"I……"

Chong Yu didn't know how to answer.

He had done a good job of psychological preparation before, desperately thinking that he would just use a dagger to seal the throat of that half-demon.

As long as he doesn't expose, he cares whether others live or die, and, to him, that half-demon is nothing more than an npc.

But when it was really implemented, when Chongyu was about to cut the half-demon's throat with the dagger, he shook his hand and only inserted the dagger into the half-demon's shoulder blade.

Chong Yu looked at his blood-stained palm, and after a little thought, he became dizzy for a while.

"Eleven, since this is the case, you are useless."

Yuan Wuxin squeezed Chong Yu's shoulder, and that hand was so strong that Chong Yu could almost hear his bones rattling, and he even wondered if his shoulder would break in the next second.

"I...I don't understand..."

Chongyu said in a daze, his brain was a mess, his actions in the game seemed to become his personal experience at this moment, he couldn't tell what was reality and what was a game.

Could it be that this is just a dream?

Chongyu was so lucky to look forward to it.

As a result of too many thoughts and agitated emotions, Chongyu's eyes were blurred, and double images and hallucinations gradually appeared. The body's perception suddenly seemed to slip away from his body bit by bit. Chongyu looked down at his blood-stained hands, Into a strange state--

His soul drifted out of his body, watching everything that happened here coldly.

The body as a puppet couldn't bear such a big stimulus, and the seven orifices bleed directly.

Such a horrifying scene caused the white-haired man on the side to rush over immediately. He supported the fallen puppet's body, and quickly brushed his hands over the puppet's body, pricking the puppet's head with silver needles a few times;

But the distraction of the white-haired man caused the silk thread in the entire courtyard to dissipate at once, and the half-demon that was hung on the net fell down with a "click".

And after the half-demon fell down, he ignored the dagger on his shoulder and crawled to the side of the puppet, looking at the puppet with red eyes, and moaning continuously from his throat.

After several rescues, Chongyu returned to that body.

Lying in the arms of the white-haired man, he turned his head with difficulty, and saw the ever-expanding red bloodstain on the half-demon's shoulder. He felt complicated for a moment.

Afterwards, Chong Yu turned her head and looked at the culprit at the side——

As the culprit, Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, he took a step back and gave the white-haired man and the half-demon space.

Afterwards, Yuan Wuxin kept watching the white-haired man rescue the puppet's body, expressionless, without saying a word.

"Yuan Wuxin, as I said before, he is just a puppet of Wuxin now, why do you need to provoke him?"

When the puppet's physical condition slowed down a bit, the white-haired man turned his head to reprimand Yuan Wuxin with a livid face.

"When he wiped out my people back then, he should have thought that there would be today."

Yuan Wuxin returned coldly.

Hearing this, the white-haired man opened his mouth to say something, but he held back in the end.

He shook his head and hugged the puppet's body tightly in his arms.

After hearing Yuan Wuxin's words, Chong Yu frowned, feeling a little sad.

Now, he vaguely seemed to understand Yuan Wuxin's feelings.

In the current situation, it is obvious that he should be wronged and uncomfortable, but looking at Yuan Wuxin's appearance, Yuan Wuxin seems to be even more uncomfortable.

"Cough cough cough..."

Chong Yu vomited out a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and then under the confused eyes of the white-haired man and the half-demon, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, hooking the corner of Yuan Wuxin's hem with his fingertips tremblingly.

This action really stunned everyone present.

Even the half-demon puppy stopped whimpering. Instead, he stared at Chong Yu's hand that hooked his hem and tilted his head, as if he was looking at something completely incomprehensible.

The white-haired man pursed his lips, and the breath around him became more and more condensed.

As for Yuan Wuxin, he lowered his head and glanced at the hem of his clothes. After a while, he didn't know what to think of, and his brows finally softened a little.

This softness, in the eyes of outsiders, may be no different from the previous expression;

But Chongyu just knew, Yuan Wuxin relented.

Whether that half-demon or himself, they were all saved.

After getting the result he wanted, Chongyu heaved a sigh of relief, and passed out in relief.

It's not easy for him.