Metaphysical little beauty falls into the infinite world

The devil's dim eyes fell on Zhu Yao's finger that was pecked by the crow, and he carried Zhu Yao to the guild master's room.

"It doesn't seem like it hurts to know how to beat someone after being injured?"

The layout of the room is more or less in the style of western aristocrats, so that Zhu Yaoyi escaped from the copy of the castle and was still a little unresponsive when he saw the surrounding scene.

Until the devil sat him down on the bed and squeezed his injured fingertips.

"...It hurts." The voice was trembling and soft, as if he had been bullied in the dungeon after leaving the devil for a few days.

The cold fingertips slowed down, but thinking that Zhu Yao was going to feed an NPC with blood at the last moment of leaving the dungeon, the strength that had obviously slowed down, so he pinched the rouge-colored fingertips and put them into his mouth .

The devil raised his eyebrows mockingly: "Why are you crying, I feel sorry for Baptiste?"

No player has ever cared about the NPC of the instance, let alone Baptiste is one of the bosses of the instance.

Zhu Yao frowned with red eyes, the devil's tone made him feel as if he had done a very stupid thing, and then he was about to be laughed at.

So he subconsciously denied, "No, my fingers hurt."

The voice was also a bit muffled and nasal because of the crying just now, and he looked obviously unhappy.

The boy on the bed pulled his finger back, but in fact it was just a little bit of skin. He really didn't want to be teased by the devil at all, but when he saw the blood mark on the devil's face that he had just slapped, Zhu Yao felt a little blush and bit his finger. She pursed her lips and didn't know what to say.

All his emotions are written on his face, and the devil can see it right at a glance.

His cold eyes lingered on Zhu Yao's little rose-colored skirt. There were not many places covered by the pitiful gauze, and the material vaguely wanted to reveal something, and those exposed snow-white skin , and even in the process of being scrambled by NPCs and players during the escape of the copy, there were large and small red marks.

Those who knew thought that Zhu Yao had just escaped from the previous dungeon, but those who didn't know... Seeing the rose wreath crooked on his head and ears, one might think that he came back from some sensual place to work.

But that's not always the case, after all, the little metaphysician who is born with a refined temperament still has the noble air of a young prince from a family. Even with his current appearance, apart from the vicious devil, no one else would think about it in that way.

"I've cleared the level, devil, I'm not as useless as you said...I'm alone, and I can also play the dungeon game."

After holding back for a long time, Zhu Yao managed to hold back such a brave sentence, but the momentum was too weak, and he stuttered when he said it, without any confidence.

That is, those bright eyes stared at the devil eagerly, like a child waiting for an adult's affirmation, the nervousness and anticipation were also mixed with a little bit of annoyance at the devil mocking him.

"Is it?"

The devil's deep voice sent out some dangerous signals, Zhu Yao felt that he must have nothing good to say, and waited for his next words with a blushing face, as if if the devil dared to say a bad word, he would It's like being able to reprimand and go back on the spot.

"Of course." Zhu Yao puffed out his mouth in a muffled voice.

The devil half-kneeled by the bed and looked at Zhu Yao for a few seconds, and finally hooked his lips, "Then check the system score."

In the infinite world, as long as the player can or comes out of the dungeon, he can check the rating of the main system within the last 24 hours, and Zhu Yao's previous habit is to check the rating when he comes out.Of course this time is no exception.

Although he still hadn't recovered from the last moment of the dungeon, he gritted his teeth and checked his rating under the guidance of the devil.

It shouldn't be bad, because of the information Baptiste revealed at the end, he even knows more about the main plot of the dungeon than Chi Ming.In the survival dungeon, the biggest damage he suffered was just scratching the skin. The others were not injured much, and it was impossible for him to get a low score in this regard.

Zhu Yao thought about it, but in fact, he was quite confident.He was vaguely looking forward to the first S-level evaluation after leaving the devil, and his porcelain white face was flushed with excitement.

The half-kneeling man next to the bed laughed imperceptibly, and finally clicked on Zhu Yao's system settlement platform calmly. With the data loading and partial playback of the copy movie, Zhu Yao pursed his lips, his eyes unblinking Staring at the electronic screen.

In the replay screen, the scene of the protagonist player being held and kissed by the NPC accidentally flashed across the screen. Zhu Yao's face was red and hot, and he secretly peeked at the devil's face in anxiety.

I saw the other party's relaxed and natural demeanor, not disturbed by the animation on the screen at all, but it gave off a faint feeling of coldness, especially when he saw Bernard throwing Zhu Yao down in the stairwell. Even his dark eyes narrowed dangerously.

But when he thought that the dungeon had been blown up and no NPC survived, the devil pulled the corner of his lower lip.

The camera showed the scene of Zhu Yao being danced in the arms of Baptiste at the banquet again. The devil sneered, and seeing the pitiful look on Zhu Yao's face, he said viciously: "When you are going to be kissed by Bernard Even if you spend a lot of money to escape, you like Baptiste very much."

"..." Zhu Yao's face turns red and turns pale. He used to only know that the devil likes to laugh at him for being stupid and weak, but now he understands that the devil doesn't think anything is right.

"Shut up." The teenager sitting on the bed unconsciously grabbed the sheet with his fingers, wishing the system would finish loading the data quickly.

But this didn't scare the devil. Instead, the man got up slightly from the original half-squatting and half-kneeling position. From bottom to top, his broad body gradually enveloped Zhu Yao's body, and then he held Zhu Yao's slender wrist and slowly lifted it.

"At the beginning, I knew how to resist, I would pour cold water on it, and I would slap the NPC, but why did I just cry when I got to the back?"

Of course, the devil didn't expect Zhu Yao's answer, he just lifted the young man's wrist and put his palm on his face, "Have you forgotten what I taught you? With your hand, you can slap anyone you want, so what are you afraid of?"

The man's voice was too low and hoarse, and when he spoke, he stared into Zhu Yao's pupils with heavy eyes, which was extremely bewitching.Zhu Yao's palm was firmly pressed against the side of his angular face, and he shrank a bit from the cold body temperature above.

"...I don't like hitting people." Good family education really didn't let Zhu Yao develop the habit of slapping people casually.

"When you encounter danger, you have to shoot. If you don't shoot, is it waiting for others to come and eat you first?"

Zhu Yao didn't even think about it, and he was gradually pressed on the bed by the devil in this posture. The fluffy skirt on the dark blue bed sheet was like a delicate flower in the waves, beautiful but easy was destroyed.

When the demon's body was really pressed down, Zhu Yao was so startled that he snorted shortly, but the demon held his ear with one hand, and changed the posture of holding Zhu Yao's wrist into clasping his hands with the other hand. posture.

The blood Zhu Yao slapped on his face did not have time to dry, which was in stark contrast to the cold-blooded jade face. Zhu Yao's audio-visual barrier was lifted as soon as the dungeon was released, and now the smear on the devil's face Hong could see clearly, and her eyelashes trembled.

"If you don't hit people, hit me as soon as you come back?"

The devil hooked his head and sniffed at Zhu Yao's ear, and the breath as cold as sea salt sprayed on the sensitive ear.

"Remember our contract game... If you don't meet my expectations, I will tear your soul apart. Before that, how can the container that holds your soul be stained by other things?"

The author says:

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