Every day the puppet is playing dead

"Hands aren't used that way."

Yi Sheng lowered his eyes, his face was calm, but in fact he held the bare wrist of the puppet in his hand, and squeezed it hard with five fingers, making that hand creak.

Chong Yu quietly glanced at her bare wrist, then at the white-haired man's face, and swallowed back the words she wanted to comfort others.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is miserable for him to look like a ghost, but to be honest, Chongyu is still very happy that he passed through like this.

This kind of body that doesn't hurt and is very different from a living person is a good transition. He can't bear to be in such a high-risk world of cultivating immortals.

Next, the white-haired man named "Yi Sheng" silently helped Chong Yu repair his severed hand.

During the restoration process, Yi Sheng didn't speak again, and the breath around him became more and more condensed, and his whole body was like an iceberg, exuding cold air recklessly.

The air-conditioning was so sufficient that even the lively little milk dog next to him couldn't help but squat down obediently with his tail between his legs, making a statue.

After re-sewing the puppet's hands, Yi Sheng raised his head and looked at the puppet in front of him——

The puppet's glassy eyes were staring at him, and two small figures were reflected in the pupils, as if the puppet was watching him wholeheartedly, and the only person in the puppet's world was the white-haired man.

"you……"

Yi Sheng's expression was a little dazed, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch the puppet's face.

On the other hand, Chong Yu kept waiting for Yi Sheng to make a move with a strange look in his eyes. When Yi Sheng's hand was about to touch his face, Chong Yu couldn't help it anymore. He took a step back and didn't move. Said loudly:

"My face is fine."

These words made Yi Sheng's eyes clear again.

His hands hung down, hidden in the black cloak, and then he looked at Chongyu seriously, with a look of disappointment gradually showing in his eyes:

"Why can't you remember? Is it because I'm not worth mentioning in your heart?"

Chong Yu: "..."

He keenly smelled the scent of dog blood.

This kind of situation is full of words and mistakes, Chongyu looked at Yi Sheng nervously, his attitude was almost the same as being questioned by the head teacher.

Seeing the puppet getting nervous, Yi Sheng was silent, and finally he gritted his teeth and asked:

"You have forgotten everything, why are you so special to Yuan Wuxin?!"

Chong Yu: "..."

Can this be the same?

After asking two questions in succession but getting no reply, Yi Sheng felt a murderous intent rise in his body.

The extremely oppressive killing intent gradually surged in the small hut.

The half-demon is sensitive to killing intent, he sensed something was wrong, he lowered his body slightly, a suppressed whining sound came from his throat, his golden beast eyes stared at Yi Sheng unblinkingly, he warned aloud:

"Yi Sheng, are you crazy? Isn't it enough for you to hurt him once?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole thatched cottage froze and instantly dropped to freezing point.

Yi Sheng was stunned, and then he suppressed the killing intent all over his body, fell silent again, without a sound, and turned back into a shadow again.

"I'm...too impatient."

A hoarse voice sounded, and Yi Sheng seemed to be explaining his actions, then he turned quietly and walked towards the back of the cottage.

With his back turned to Chongyu, he walked behind the thatched wooden cabinet, and after a while, his figure completely disappeared.

"You just rest here."

Yi Sheng's voice came from behind the wooden cabinet, with a flat tone.

At the same time, the half-demon next to him suddenly moved, and it seemed that Yi Sheng had tacitly allowed him to move.

The previous restraint was lifted, and the half-demon tilted her head, rushed over and hugged Chongyu:

"Ayu!"

Chongyu was stunned for a moment, but for Mao Furry's sake, he didn't push back, but smiled back and hugged the little milk dog and half demon in front of him.

This action obviously made the little black dog more happy. If it weren't for the human form now, he might have come forward to lick Chongyu.

"Are you in pain, are you tired, please sit here and have a rest."

The tail behind Banyao's ass almost turned into a small fan. He pulled Chongyu to sit on the stool in the grass hut, then walked around the hut, and piled up all the things he found in front of Chongyu.

"Are you hungry, thirsty?"

The half-demon took out the spiritual fruit from the fruit plate and handed it to Chongyu, full of joy,

"Eat one of these, it's rare."

Chong Yu subconsciously took the fruit handed over by Ban Yao, and looked at it curiously.

This fruit is the size of a palm, and its surface is blood-red. It is extremely beautiful, and it reflects a special light, like a red gemstone.

"what is this?"

Chongyu looked at this fruit, and felt that it was a work of art, and he was reluctant to eat it.

"Have you forgotten? This is a blood drop. Yi Sheng is so delicate. He used to only eat this. Now, he is the only one in the devil world who has this spiritual fruit."

The half-demon's tail stopped wagging, and his golden animal pupils stared at Chongyu without blinking,

"It's different for me. I can eat anything, and it's easy to raise."

"It's easy to raise?"

Chong Yu blinked, remembering that the real body of the other party was a half-demon, which was a little black dog, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

In the game, that little black dog is really easy to raise, it will eat anything, and its body is still strong. Chong Yu always thought that what he raised was a black pastoral dog.

"I'm not like them."

Seeing that Chongyu became a little interested, both ears on the semi-yao's head stood up, trembling, and he tried hard to praise himself, holding and stomping,

"After you died, they didn't look for you. I have been looking for you all the time. I found you now."

Chong Yu: "..."

He grabbed the fruit in his hand and lost his appetite for a moment.

"Really, no one is looking for you, only me."

When the half demon said this, his golden pupils were wet,

"I've been looking for you for a long time but I can't find you...the original home was also destroyed by them, and I have nowhere to go."

Chong Yu was silent.

He suddenly couldn't eat.

He was just playing games at the beginning, and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

Chong Yu couldn't help asking:

"where do you live?"

If he remembers correctly, according to the game settings, mixed races are generally discriminated against;

And the half-demon in front of him has something to do with him. In the human world, this half-demon must have had a difficult life.

"It's good to be with you."

The half-demon smiled, her golden pupils narrowed into a line,

"I'll take you out, and then I'll find all your body parts and bring you back to life."

At this time, there was a sneer from behind the cabinet not far away.

Chong Yu ignored the sneer, he couldn't wait to ask:

"Can you really take me out?"

"Yes, of course I can, otherwise I wouldn't venture into the Demon Realm."

The half-demon patted her chest and promised.

"Then... can you really help me find the rest of my body?"

Chong Yu hesitated, after all, this half-demon puppy can't beat anyone here.

Hearing these doubts, Ban Yao twitched the corner of his mouth. He quickly turned his head to look at the wooden cabinet not far away, then turned around and whispered to Chong Yu:

"I will try my best to take Yi Sheng away with me."

Chong Yu: "..."

real dog.

"...Hurry up and take a bite of this fruit, it's delicious and good for your body."

As if afraid that the people on the other side would hear it, the half-demon then raised her head and yelled loudly for Chong Yu to eat the fruit.

Chongyu thought it was funny, so he didn't continue to babble, but it was exactly as the half-demon said, and under the expectant gaze of the half-demon, he carefully took a bite of the red fruit.

The red fruit is tender and juicy, and it is red from inside to outside.

Chongyu looked curiously at the missing fruit. He didn't know the difference between spiritual fruit and ordinary fruit in the world of cultivating immortals. After chewing twice, Chongyu subconsciously swallowed it——

Did not swallow it.

Chong Yu was at a loss.

Only then did he realize that his body was a puppet. Logically speaking, he should have no sense of taste or esophagus.

The red flesh turned around in the mouth, and the juice overflowed without Chongyu feeling, and flowed down the corner of Chongyu's mouth.

From the eyes of outsiders, this scene is extremely terrifying——

Chong Yu took a bite of the fruit, but he didn't show anything. On the contrary, he showed a puzzled expression and stopped chewing. The next second, red liquid slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

This is exactly how someone would vomit blood after eating a mouthful of fruit!

The smile on the half-demon's face froze.

Afterwards, the half-demon widened his eyes, his body stiffened for a moment, and then he rushed forward, grabbed the fruit in Chong Yu's hand, and screamed tragically:

"Don't die!!!"

Such tragic voices naturally attracted Yi Sheng over again.

Yi Sheng wanted to hide behind the bookcase and not see Chongyu, but when he heard the word "death", he couldn't help but came out again. When he saw the half-demon pounced on Chongyu, he froze for a moment, and was about to When cleaning up the half-demon, Yi Sheng sharply saw the red fruit rolling on the ground...

Yi Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and went to the set of tools.

After a wild meal, Chong Yu was pushed down on the chair by Yi Sheng, and Yi Sheng stood in front of Chong Yu, pinching Chong Yu's chin with one hand to force Chong Yu to open his mouth, and holding Chong Yu with tweezers with the other hand. The pulp in Yu's throat was picked out.

Chong Yu looked up at Yi Sheng secretly, thinking of the dentist inexplicably.

"Are you stupid? You are a puppet, and you still want to eat."

While picking out the pulp, Yi Sheng sneered, "It really looks like the owner."

The half-demon protested a little beside him:

"No, Ayu is smart!"

"Shut up, you are even more stupid, and even encouraged him to eat."

"..."

The half-demon knew it was wrong, so she could only squat in the corner and circle around depressedly.

After waiting for a long time, Yi Sheng finally picked out all the broken flesh in Chongyu's throat. He put the tools aside, looked at Chongyu with complicated eyes, and said:

"You can't eat, and you can't leave the demon world."

Chong Yu was stunned for a moment, and asked:

"why?"

"Without Yuan Wuxin's help, I couldn't revive you."

Yi Sheng said, he reached out and touched Chong Yu's head.

"why?"

Chong Yu couldn't help asking again.

This time, Yi Sheng didn't answer directly, he took Chong Yu's hand and placed it on Chong Yu's abdomen.

The muscles under the palms are still very soft, except for the low body temperature, they are basically no different from living people.

"You need him."

Yi Sheng was still vague.

Chong Yu didn't quite understand.

But at this moment, he felt something strange——

The juice flowing down from the throat seemed to affect something.

He actually faintly felt hungry.

There was a burning pain in the abdomen, and at the same time Chongyu felt that the strength of her limbs was gradually losing strength.

"Are you hungry?"

Yi Sheng glanced at Chong Yu and asked.

Chong Yu touched his abdomen, his face was not very good-looking:

"Do puppets get hungry too?"

He now doubts whether there are organs in his stomach.

"When organisms exercise, they use up energy, so they need to eat food to replace the energy they use up."

Yi Sheng was already very calm, but what he said made people shudder,

"Eleven, you are a dead thing, you can't eat, but you can still move. Tell me, who will replenish the spiritual power and energy you need?"

Chong Yu was so shocked that his pupils shrank suddenly. After a while, his lips trembled, and he only thought of one candidate——

Finally, Chongyu lowered his head and fell silent.

He didn't want to say the man's name.