Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

When it was dawn, the notification of the failure of the side mission rang in the ears of every surviving player.

Many players who had chased Luo Yiran were puzzled.

Obviously already so close to the Goddess, why didn't Luo Yiran send the knife out?

Someone went to inquire, and then found that Goddess and Luo Yiran seemed to have a grudge against each other.

Because in the morning, the Goddess went to see the Four Great Families, and in the afternoon, the Four Great Masters and the Goddess jointly issued a reward order for the whole city to catch Luo Yiran.

Reward orders were posted all over every corner of Fog City. At the corner of the back door of Wang's house, a man wrapped in a black robe walked up to the bulletin board here.

He stared at the words on the paper.

After a while, he read a passage: "Because, Luo Yiran, killed, the Zhang family... and released, the evil ghost?"

The man in black frowned and read the entire reward order, then he pondered for a while, and then walked into the Wang's house.

Although the four families in Wucheng appear to be on the same level, the Wang family is actually a newcomer, not as good as the other three.

Among the other three, the He family is the oldest and mysterious family of the four. The He family occupies the largest area, but in fact the He family has the fewest people in it. They even rarely go out. Only the head of the He family stays with them regularly. Several servants of the company will come out for regular sales and purchases.

However, the head of the He family always wears a mask when going out, so even though he is a person who comes out more often, few people have seen his appearance.

That is because the He family is small, so they have strict control over all members of the family, even the servants.

Therefore, it is not easy to mix in.

At least He Xiaoye will definitely not be able to go in. He escaped from the He family, and he may have been blacklisted by the He family. If he goes back, he will be courting death.

But others can still try, so He Xiaoye said to Via: "If there is no accident, the He family should recruit people in five days, and you can try it then."

The crowd is a little scattered now, and a few people are still looking for news outside, but the base camp is set at Yuan Mo's house.

Inquiring about news takes turns, and now it's Via's turn to rest. While eating steamed buns to fill his stomach, he missed the hamburger, and said in a completely inactive voice: "Didn't you say they are very xenophobic?"

He Xiaoye recalled what he had heard from the caretaker when he was locked up, and then he said: "There are not many servants in the He family, but I seem to have died a lot of servants during that time, and got sick Yes, so they plan to recruit new people in a few days."

Via: "..."

He stopped chewing on the steamed buns: "There must be something wrong with the He family!"

He Xiaoye nodded, his eyes helpless: "I was very worried that I would die inexplicably one day."

Si Yuan didn't go out and didn't stay in his house, but used his Taoist ability to find people in Yuan Mo's house.

He held the hair in the purse that Luo Yiran brought out from the Jiuba Pagoda. There was a yellow talisman on the purse, and Si Yuan's forehead was covered with fine sweat: "The owner of this hair... and the owner of the purse have already Dead, no breath at all."

"But there are still people who have something to do with this purse." Si Yuan frowned: "I don't know who it is, but the location is indeed in the He family."

"Nine times out of ten, it's Bai Yue." Duan Miaomiao on the side held her chin: "This purse has something to do with it, and their children are the only ones."

She said and looked to the next door: "Speaking of Xiaoran, what do you think..."

Duan Miaomiao originally wanted to ask for approval, but turned around and held back—she forgot that Luo Yiran had just gone to Siyuan House to rest.

Because Luo Yiran had a fever.

A decline in physical fitness would make people very prone to illness, so Luo Yiran quickly fell ill after Baiji's busy night.

It's just a cold and fever, but the problem is they don't have medicine now.

Si Yuan was the one who explored Wucheng deeply, and he said immediately after Luo Yiran fell ill that there was no medical center in Wucheng.

But everyone still went out separately to look for it, and found that there was indeed no queen, so Luo Yiran could only choose to suffer.

Duan Miaomiao sighed, then she glanced at Si Yuan and asked, "Can I trouble you to make some porridge?"

At present, only Si Yuan is the least visible among them, which means that he will be the safest when going out.

Si Yuan couldn't find anything in the purse, so he simply nodded and left.

The magician regretted it because he didn't stockpile the medicine either.

Players' physical fitness has been improved before the world's people merge with reality, and it is basically impossible to catch a cold, and Luo Yiran was even less likely to get sick when he was still a puppet.

After the fusion, Luo suddenly became a human being, and he had no chance to search for medicine.

As for the magician himself...he doesn't even know how to prepare medicine for himself.

After all, bosses are injured, not sick.

...And even if he is injured, the boss will basically survive, and if he can't survive, he will go to the flower ghost.

The magician changed the wet cloth on Luo Yiran's forehead with tight lips, and then pulled the quilt tightly around Luo Yiran's body again.

The injury caused by the silver chain is also an injury, but it is caused by props, not like a cold and fever... It is because he did not take good care of the young master.

Luo Yiran's eyes were moist and bright, except for his red cheeks and lips, he couldn't even tell that he was running a fever: "What's wrong?"

Oh, and besides this horribly hoarse voice.

The magician observed whether Luo Yiran's quilt had leaks: "It's fine."

"Yeah." Luo Yiran looked at the ground drowsily, he knew that he and the magician were in Siyuan's room.

In fact, I don't really want to rest. I came here mainly because I was afraid of infecting other people. Although the possibility is a bit small, it is always good to be careful.

The magician handed a glass of warm water to Luo Yiran's lips.

Luo Yiran drank it, and then began to lose consciousness - he was thinking about Bai Yue.

Bai Yue, does it belong to the immortals?

But since the wife conceived and gave birth to the child after her husband died, then she must be immortal.

Moreover, Bai Yue should be a blank sheet of paper.

Thinking of the appearance of the white paper on the paper screen, Luo Yiran frowned subconsciously - that means he has found her, right?Or catch it?

If it is caught, then the task is not rigorous...

Seeing Luo Yiran's eyes getting more and more empty, the magician stretched out his hand to pinch Luo Yiran's cheek without hesitation: "Come back to your senses."

What do you think about when you are sick?

Luo Yiran looked over subconsciously. His eyes were brighter because of the fever, and he stared at the magician, but it seemed that he hadn't reacted, so there was a sincere sense of confusion in his eyes. For a moment, the magician seemed to be able to see in the end.

Pure and beautiful.

So the magician naturally leaned closer and kissed Luo Yiran's eyelids that were also hot. Because of the poor position, the hot breath swept across the magician's chin and Adam's apple.

Luo Yiran looked at his Adam's apple and then moved away. After a while, he said in a difficult voice full of doubts: "What is our relationship?"

Not quite right.

The magician diligently changed the wet towel for him. He was actually not very good at taking care of the patients, so he hesitated in every movement.

Although he is the only one in the boss who still has a human body, in fact, he often uses the body he created to act, and even... his human body may not be considered a complete human being.

After all, he was endowed with non-human powers, and his body has been collapsing and reorganizing.

But being sick...hasn't really happened.

It seems that human beings are really fragile... The magician looked at Luo Yiran's hair.

But it is also very powerful, because even so, Luo Yiran suppressed Huo'e to death, the magician could even feel that Huo'e's aura was getting weaker and weaker, probably dissipating soon.

Therefore, Luo Yiran was still awake.

He was not affected by the fever, and asked this sentence soberly.

When the magician realized this, he was putting the towel on Luo Yiran's forehead again.

Looking down, he looked at Luo Yiran's whole body curled up in the quilt, only his exposed head seemed to be steaming, his eyes were bright, his cheeks, nose tip, and mouth were all red.

cute.

Still want to kiss.

The magician moved his fingers. He resisted the urge to kiss, but he couldn't hold back what he wanted to say. He followed his instinct and said, "Master, why don't we be lovers?"

After he said it, he came to his senses, so after a second of silence, the corner of his mouth subconsciously evoked a frivolous smile, and his tone unconsciously carried the same morbid threat: "If you don't do it, I will build a castle and lock you up like a princess. I can't see you with anyone."

"The princess has a lot of little skirts."

"..."

A silence.

It’s over.

The magician remained motionless.

It's been a long time since he spoke to Luo Yiran like this.

A confession with murderous intentions, a confession full of vileness, and a confession full of frivolity.

Doesn't seem to care about the confession of the answer.

This is not the case.

The smile on the magician's face disappeared.

Deceit and betrayal were the reasons why he once hated Luo Yiran, but in fact he was also a liar.

Uncontrollably thinking of a lot of the past in his mind, the magician's face became more and more serious.

Luo Yiran's breathing was burning hot. He recalled what the magician had just said, and then watched the change in the magician's face, and suddenly understood the previous misunderstanding.

He was silent, focused and distracted.

It may be that the fever caused the scene in front of him to be somewhat illusory. He seemed to see the blind child in the past through the tall gray-haired magician in front of him.

Defeated, as if he would die in the next second.

Then, the chaotic memory fluctuated, and Luo Yiran suddenly remembered the scene of holding that thin child in his arms.

I also remembered the appearance of the child who had been burned all over and covered in blood.

There was a bright flower on the child's chest, and those empty eyes looked in his direction, and then seemed to ask him something, and he answered.

"..."

Luo Yiran suddenly relaxed, his chin was buried in the quilt, his eyes were half closed and he spoke freely: "I don't live in castles, I don't want to be a princess, and I don't wear skirts."

The magician instantly cast his eyes on Luo Yiran's face.

"So." Luo Yiran's voice was low and hoarse, and he couldn't lift his eyelids: "Let's be lovers."