Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

Yuan Mo still remembers what his brother said when he handed the Ying snake to him - this can't be used yet, we have to wait until the Ying snake has a color.

So, when did the snake turn white?

Yuan Mo looked at the devil in a daze - he couldn't remember clearly, but it seemed... after his brother died.

Because of the rules of the round platform, the demon easily threw off the snake, then stepped on it, and then he raised his eyes to look at Yuan Mo.

——The trial was interrupted by himself, and if it was interrupted, it would not be able to proceed.

And after all, neither of the two memory trials here is right.

So, just play around.

The devil stepped on the snake under his feet, and then he inserted his fingers together into Yuan Mo's temple again.

After this movement, the devil looked to the right, and he looked at Luo Yiran who was stepping on the silver thread to the edge of the round platform.

The free hand made a gesture of silence in front of the mouth, and the demon reminded friendlyly: "I'm not the judge, but I can't come here."

Luo Yiran ignored him.

The devil didn't care either, he pulled out his hand and grabbed Yuan Mo's hair, then pointed his face in Luo Yiran's direction: "Look, he's not dead."

The devil became interested: "I just remind him of what he should remember."

Luo Yiran just stuck out the silver thread, but he was stopped by the invisible force around the round platform, and his hand manipulating the silver thread was also cut by the counter-shock force.

Although bleeding, he didn't feel much pain.So Luo Yiran unconsciously clenched his hands.

He looked at Yuan Mo's temple that was not bleeding and injured: "What did you mean by 'it was you'?"

The devil smiled happily again, and said, "I'll tell you when he wakes up."

Luo Yiran's eyes turned cold.

"Don't worry..." the demon bowed his head, "I'm going to wake up now."

Yuan Mo opened his eyes, tears fell fiercely in the blink of an eye, he looked at Luo Yiran and Ying She in front of him, but couldn't say a word.

The demon grabbed his hair and didn't make him bow his head. He smiled and said to Luo Yiran: "Let me introduce you. This is the boss, Changshu, who lives on humans."

Luo Yiran's eyelashes trembled slightly.

His expression changed too slightly, the demon snorted softly, then let go of his hand and continued: "But without the body bestowed by the gods, he can no longer be called a boss."

At this moment, Yuan Mo finally said a word, and he gritted his teeth with tears streaming down his face: "...don't call me, Changshu."

"Oh?" The devil came to the back of the chair where Yuan Mo was sitting, bent down, and pressed his mouth close to Yuan Mo's ear, but his voice did not lower at all, and he smiled and said, "Don't you call your long book Yuan Mo? "

"But Yuan Mo was killed by you." The demon pointed at Ying Snake: "Did you see it? This is Yuan Mo's elder brother. He chose to fuse with the prop for his younger brother."

It should be the fusion completed by obtaining the props of the boss Heiji who likes to experiment.Because in the dungeon of Hei Ji, many things are made by players.

But that is not important to the devil, he just wants to see Yuan Mo's painful expression.

The devil smiled and told Yuan Mo softly: "Look at how desperate he is. In the end, he has been protecting a murderer who killed his younger brother with his life... Even after death, he is still protecting him."

"Langshu, tell me, is this funny?" The devil laughed loudly: "It's funny, right! Why did you always say that you couldn't bear to see others suffer, and you weren't suitable for living in the world? Changshu, you obviously are The most talented boss!"

"As expected of you, Changshu." The devil said this sentence full of relief.

Yuan Mo almost collapsed: "I'm not a long book!!!"

But the more he broke down, the happier the demon was.

Luo Yiran saw the devil's thoughts at a glance, but he really couldn't stop it.

There were not many people around the No. [-] round platform, and everyone was standing scattered. The only empty space was the positions of the few players who had been broadcast live.

So when Luo Yiran turned his head, he easily found the empty space with a glance, and then met Shi Shi's shocked and worried eyes.

When was he stunned, then he looked at Luo Yiran's eyes and suddenly calmed down, then he took a deep breath and shouted fiercely to the stage: "Brother——"

The devil paused, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and then his gaze fell to the source of the sound.

But he only glanced at Shi, and then turned to the sickly man sitting next to Shi.

"..."

who is thisWhy did you radiate killing intent towards him?

...

Blood slowly dripped down the wound on the palm of his hand. Luo Yiran touched the pocket of his school uniform with the other hand, then took out toilet paper and pressed it on the wound. That strange feeling of reassurance: "You are the one who met us."

Yuan Mo froze when that voice came out, and now after hearing Luo Yiran's words, he turned his head like a machine that was too old to run.

Then meet Luo Yiran's eyes.

"..."

If Luo Yiran can change his appearance, age and gender, he must be a very recognizable person.

Because his eyes always give people a very unique feeling when they are focused, as if anyone can see the answer they want with a glance.

Although, he didn't say anything.

The angel, who was watching the excitement, reversed the scythe, and put his hand in front of the demon: "When you've had enough fun, proceed to the trial."

The devil sneered at Yuan Mo who seemed to have calmed down: "Go down."

Yuan Mo's body relaxed, and then he stood up unsteadily. He wanted to reach out and touch the green snake on the ground, but before he touched it, the snake dissipated.

If he is not in danger, the snake will not appear.

After feeling empty, Yuan Mo sprained, but did not fall to the ground.

The demon looked at him happily. He knew that calmness and restraint are not qualities that Changshu possesses. Unless his memory fades again, Changshu will only become more and more painful, and then... towards destruction.

Thinking of this, the devil's body trembled with excitement, so he mumbled to Yuan Mo who was walking towards Luo Yiran: "Long Shu, let me tell you something for free, you must remember it."

Luo frowned, and then he raised his hands to cover his ears.

Yuan Mo, who was walking on the ground but also seemed to be stepping on clouds, stared at Luo Yiran. He watched Luo Yiran's movements and imitated him and raised his hands to cover his ears.

The voice of the demon changed, like a snake crawling close to its prey in a silent place. He smiled evilly and said word by word: "The first person you killed was Yuan Mo."

Yuan Mo's tears fell again, he covered his ears and walked in front of Luo Yiran, then said, "I'm sorry."

Luo Yiran's fingers trembled.

It's like harsh music ringing violently in my ears, or like a huge stone being thrown down by malicious people on a calm lake.

He knew it was anger.

After a moment of silence, Luo Yiran stretched out the silver thread. He led Yuan Mo down, and when he turned around, he glanced at the demon.

The demon raised his eyebrows in surprise, then he turned to the angel and said, "Magicians must be jealous of me."

The angel also saw the killing intent in Luo Yiran's eyes, but because of this, he didn't understand the devil's words.

The devil laughed: "Because the magician wants all Luo Yiran's emotions, but now he has anger and killing intent toward me."

Cool!Tell him to be merciless to him before!

Angel:"……"

The angel decided to stay on round table one until the end, and he would not talk to the devil, the inexplicable guy.

The devil didn't care, he tapped his toes, and jumped up like an elf with a relaxed and happy body: "The trial is really very good. Not only can I appreciate their most interesting parts, but I can also find old acquaintances."

And, you can also feel the long-lost breath of the gods from some players.

The devil narrowed his eyes—it seemed that the player on the seventh round platform had to be let go for the time being.

In the audience, when Yuan Mo and Zhang Mimi fell next, Luo Yiran waved his hand behind Yuan Mo, and then he made a gesture.

Zhang Mimi noticed it, he nodded, then quickly turned his head away and knocked Yuan Mo unconscious with a knife in his hand.

When he caught Yuan Mo's sliding body, his eyes were a little red, but he didn't criticize their behavior, after all, he also wanted Yuan Mo to stop thinking about anything for the time being.

Zhang Mimi finally breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the devil on the stage and hesitated: "Is what he said true?"

Luo Yiran took the silver thread and nodded.

Zhang Mimi glanced at Yuan Mo: "So, he entered the game because he killed Yuan Mo?"

Luo Yiran didn't nod or shake his head: "I'm not sure, it's also possible that he 'goes back' because he is a resident of the Worldman himself."

Zhang Mimi was silent.

Because Luo Yiran just covered his ears, the blood on his hands was brought to his ears and cheeks. He raised his hand to wipe it off with some discomfort: "When he wakes up, he will calm down. Then you ask..."

Luo Yiran's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Luo Dong who stood up and stretched out his hand to hold his wrist.

It was warm and soft to the touch.

"Let me wipe it for you." Luo Dong looked serious: "There are also corners of the eyes, if you can't see it, it's easy to rub into your eyes."

Looking at Luo Dong, Zhang Mimi hissed, and felt that people like Luo Yiran should not be used to physical contact and would throw this guy away.

but.

Luo Yiran: "Okay, I'll trouble you."

Zhang Mimi: "...?"

He looked at Luo Dong in a little confusion and nodded seriously, then reached out and took out the handkerchief—could it be that he had a good impression because of the same surname?

Or does this person actually have a "use" that he hasn't discovered?

Zhang Mimi looked at Luo Dong.

Luo Dong didn't pay attention to Zhang Mimi's gaze, he wiped Luo Yiran's ears meticulously, and took a tissue with his finger along his ear.Luo Dong said in a low voice: "You have a very good relationship."

"I felt it when I watched the live broadcast." Luo Dong exerted a little force, but even so, it was not enough to make Luo Yiran feel uncomfortable: "After all, they can die for them."

Luo Yiran didn't speak, he just stared at the white rose on Luo Dong's chest.

Luo Dong rubbed his hands from Luo Yiran's ears to his cheeks, he squinted his eyes and looked at the reddish ears: "I'm very envious."

And jealous.