In the original live broadcast [Crossover]

Xiu's bite scared Zhu Xun quite a bit. He almost thought that Xiu had bitten him, but unexpectedly, it just opened its mouth and got stuck on his neck, licking it with its barbed tongue. Zhu Xun lay on the ground for a while, Pushing him away expressionlessly.

"..." Xiu seemed to have just realized it, his face was blank, and he looked ignorant and ignorant.

"I only give you two choices."

Zhu Xun did not soften his heart, he looked at Xiu with determination in his eyes.

"Follow me, or not follow me, you choose."

"What? There's only so much!" Xiu was extremely annoyed, rolled several times on the ground, and scratched the sand with his claws. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and threw himself in front of Zhu Xun to please him.

"Is there a third option?"

"No." Zhu Xun said coldly.

Xiu made a dissatisfied voice, Zhu Xun ignored him, turned around and was about to leave, Xiu thought that Zhu Xun was testing him, but unexpectedly, Zhu Xun really left.

"!"

Xiu hurried to catch up, but he didn't expect Zhu Xun to turn around with a smile on his face.

"You are here, let's act together."

build:"……"

9527: "Why are you so tricky!"

Zhu Xun: "Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end."

9527: "Hello|Sao (/ω＼)"

Zhu Xun: "_(:з"∠)_"

Xiu felt that something was wrong, but when he came over, he had already walked to the front with Zhu Xun, and one of the seven drows retreated because of Saler, and now there are only six left. Zhu Xun and Xiu came carefully Where they had stood before, the drow there had gone elsewhere, and it was safe for now.

"I'm going to find something." Zhu Xun didn't hide it anymore, because it was meaningless, "Don't ask me why, it's a very important weapon."

Xiu suddenly realized that although he was puzzled, he didn't ask Zhu Xun.

Just as Zhu Xun was considerate of him, he would respect this person until the day Zhu Xun told him the truth himself.

In a slightly slanted position, Saler and the others were fighting with the six drows in full swing. Both sides seemed to have no time to care about other things. Zhu Xun cheered himself up, turned his head and whispered to Xiu.

"I'll go by myself, you stay here and watch carefully."

Zhu Xun kept spinning around in place, seeming a little irritable, Zhu Xun looked at the six drows, and tiptoed to the place where the toothpick and sword were thrown away.

Wang to Wang: The sword is so small, can you find it?

Well-off in an all-round way: There is no special flame effect, but you should be able to find it if you look closely.

Unfortunately, Zhu Xun searched for a long time, but did not see the toothpick sword.

9527: "Damn, does this knife have special properties? It's invisible when buried in the sand..."

As soon as 9527 finished speaking, a severed limb suddenly flew in front of Zhu Xun. It was Drow's broken leg. It was tightly wrapped by a dark carapace, and a little flesh and blood were exposed in the section. Because of the inertia of the body, it was still shaking , Simulating crawling action, purple blood flowed out from the fracture, and soon formed a pool of bloody water on the ground.

Zhu Xun tightly shut his mouth and didn't make a sound, but the drow over there had already spotted him.

At this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared from the place soaked in purple blood, and Drow retreated again and again by the light. Coincidentally, Zhu Xun's companion was also hit... This is an attack that does not distinguish between friend and foe.

Because of drinking blood, the toothpick sword instantly doubled and turned into a cool big sword. The hot flame special effect burned everyone's eyes and aroused the most primitive desire for weapons in men's hearts.

With the experience of last time, Zhu Xun is obviously no longer a stupid newcomer. He picked up the majestic dragon-slaying sword, ran towards the drow who stopped in front of him, and raised the knife to look very threatening. Tail cut off.

"bass--"

The sound was loud and dusty, which attracted many people's eyes. Saler stared at it, but found that Drow was unscathed.

If you stay up late, you will die suddenly: there is smoke and nothing happens, and the identification is successful.

Milk tea full sugar girl: +1

Zhu Xun remembered that he forgot to read the activation spell, and when 9527 told him, Drow's attack had already come down.

"I just want to be a good person!"

Zhu Xun was so angry that he blocked the attack with a treasured sword with both hands, and Zall's poisonous thorn was shaken away. Zhu Xun seemed to have not attacked and swayed back, and then hit him. Make an announcement at this moment——

It's a pity that Zhu Xun only cut off a layer of carapace on Zall's head.

Zhu Xun: "This is unscientific! I chopped off its head!"

9527: "You only have a 10% hit rate now, and being able to touch monsters is pretty good."

Zhu Xun: "???"

9527: "I can see that you didn't listen carefully at the time... After drinking blood, the hit rate is +10%. You have only touched the blood of one drow just now, of course it is only 10%."

Zhu Xun: "But why is my initial value set to zero?"

9527: "...Have you used the Dragon Slaying Sword before?"

Zhu Xun: "No."

9527: "Child, what are you struggling with?"

Zhu Xun: "..."

In order to improve the hit rate, one must drink blood. This is a difficult problem for Zhu Xun, but he can use his brain, and he bites his finger cleverly, letting his blood touch the knife. Sure enough, the hit rate reaches 20%. Yes, although it is very difficult to deal with drow, but with weapons, everything is easy to solve.

Gradually, Drow began to shift his focus, and there were already two monsters assigned to Zhu Xun. Saler was able to relieve the pressure. He immediately sent two orcs and began to call all the clansmen to retreat.

Xiu couldn't help Zhu Xun, so he had to follow and call other people. Gradually, the tribe moved towards Sareer. At this time, Zhu Xun finally pierced drow's carapace, purple blood stained the knife, and was instantly killed. Absorbed.

9527: "30% hit rate, come on."

The hit rate has increased, and Zhu Xun feels much better. Drow, who is opposite him, is confident at first, because although Zhu Xun has a powerful weapon, he can't exert its power. Now, this human being is getting worse and worse for some reason. .

There was panic inside the drow, and one of them even started to retreat. Sareer didn't miss this opportunity and let some people go first. Drow wanted to chase them, but Sareer and other orcs were waiting for them.

Now, the sides switch, and the besieged become these monsters.

Because drow groups are mutually exclusive, there will be no other drows around here, and those who escape can go back to the tribe directly. Slowly, when the drows entangled with Zhu Xun with all their strength, the tribe has already withdrawn Most of the time.

The dissatisfaction with the loss of food made these brainy monsters feel ashamed. They simply ignored those people and just wanted to drag Zhu Xun into the water. Xiu Ben wanted to help him, but Saler himself went out and participated in the battle. Guide, take Dawu back to guard the house.

In the end, time gradually seesawed, and soon, when it was getting dark, those drows retreated unwillingly. Elder Alia and Sorov both looked tired, and Zhu Xun was even more miserable. Beheading two drows halfway, the purple blood splashed on his legs, sending out bursts of stinging pain.

He dragged his tired body to wash, but when he came back, he found that the orcs were waiting for him.

"Come on, we should go back."

How can Saler look at Zhu Xun with gentle eyes, just like taking care of his own son, killing two drows by one person, no matter where they are placed, they will cause a sensation.

Although he is a non-believer, he will not take these identities into consideration when the benefits to the collective outweigh the harm.

Zhu Xun nodded. The empty orc was a black beast with protruding lips and looked very plump. Zhu Xun watched it for a long time before riding on it.

He always felt that this orc was a little familiar.

The mission is not over yet, and the live broadcast is continuing. On the way back, Alia lay on the back of Elder Airy, sleeping with drool all over his mouth. Sorov and Li walked side by side, still somewhat refreshed. Zhu Xun was exhausted for nearly a day. Sitting sleepily on this orc whose name he couldn't recognize.

Suddenly, someone in the live broadcast room recognized him.

Meow Meow is so cute: wait, this person is not...

Milk tea full sugar girl: Fake!Such thick lips, he is Sartre!

Xue Xiaobai: Day!Don't bring such drama!

Zhu Xun shivered. At this moment, Sartre noticed his reaction and laughed softly.

"Noticing it now, it's too late..."

Then, Sartre turned sharply, Zhu Xun subconsciously grasped the fluff on his neck, and saw Sartre running to the west, where... it was the direction of Bridget.

There was a noisy sound behind him, Zhu Xun let go of his hand and wanted to jump down to survive, but was tightly tied by Sartre's tail.

"You can't escape." Sartre's voice was delicate and gloomy, "I have nothing to do with you, but Xin cares about you too much."

"If you don't ask me to do things like this, how can he take care of me more and more? Do you think he is sincerely here to protect me!"

Zhu Xun didn't understand. From the very beginning, he didn't think that Xin's kindness to him was justified. If there were no radical figures like Sartre and Lu Xi, Xin would not come forward.

And he won't be ashamed of Sartre just because he hates him and vents on himself.

"How can anyone in the world treat another person wholeheartedly? The same is true for patrons. Human beings are inherently selfish." Sartre laughed.

"...That's because you yourself are too selfish, so you can't make good friends who are open-minded and righteous." Zhu Xun said through gritted teeth, "What you can't get, don't allow others to have it...Sartre, you are really poor people."

"Enjoy these last few words before you stop breathing."

Sartre didn't seem to care, which would have seemed the case if he didn't ignore the shaking of his body.

Soon, the two arrived at the Bridge River, without saying goodbye, Zhu Xun was thrown into the icy river, a large amount of liquid entered his nasal cavity, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while.

The flood has not yet receded, and the soaring water level is the call of death to Zhu Xun's immature body. Zhu Xun loses consciousness and is about to sink to the bottom of the river.

9527's voice gradually disappeared, and when the vision was completely blurred, a touch of extreme white suddenly appeared in front of him.

Like snow and cotton, they are all so pure.

Unfortunately, under such circumstances, what Zhu Xun remembered was not the hatred for the Morata people. The only thing he could remember was the little things he had with Xiu and Dawu.

It would be great if they could break into the list and let them live in this world. It would be unfair for these two little guys to disappear like this before they saw the beautiful things.

Zhu Xun thought so, and then fell into darkness.

The author has something to say: It’s really not cruel, let’s start the time machine

In other words, I really want to write Yu-Gi-Oh!