Lord God decides to die

Zixuwu intends to divert attention by prevarication, but the player standing in front of him obviously won't let him succeed.

After Lin Pei was taken away by the trial court, the first thing he did was to find a backup key.At that time, nothing was true except to cause trouble for Lin Pei with nonsense, and did not disclose any useful information to him.

This also reduced Zixuwuyou's credibility in front of Lin Pei by several percentage points.Lin Pei is skeptical about what he says now.

Lin Pei just looked at nothing without saying a word.The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Wuyou was finally defeated.

Zixu Wuyou spread his hands, quite helplessly: "It's not that I didn't report what I knew. You didn't ask me what I knew at the time... If the game is not good because of me, Father God will blame me."

He is not the kind of person like Lin Pei or Wolfgang who is favored by the Father God in every possible way. If he wants to be a thankless logistics minister, his well-written poetry collection will also be complained about, and he may even be murdered by the Father God just because of a title. .

—What a poor wretch he is!

Zixu Wuyou turned to Ni Zijiao who was standing behind Lin Pei and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, as if he was very innocent.

However, completely different from Zixu Wuwu's impression of himself, Lin Pei noticed that the NPC standing in front of him looked relaxed, with his hands in his pockets casually, and even lit a cigarette for himself in the spare time of talking. , leisurely exhaled a smoke ring, not at all like a colleague who just died.

"You have a bad relationship with Wolfgang?"

"How is it possible? We are close friends who belong to abstract art." He flicked the cigarette ash twice, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a cruel arc, "So he can die so artistically. Although I am sad, but sincerely happy for him."

He did mention the word "sad", but his tone was brisk, as if he was reading a funny joke he had just read to his friend, and he didn't bother to show a moment of sadness on his face perfunctorily.

Lin Pei asked: "What did Wolfgang talk to you about? Did you mention who informed you?"

"Hey, little player, please just imagine, your good friend has been cuckolded, you must be as heavy-hearted as him, how can you remember other things, of course to try to comfort him. I even promised to let him tear my It's a collection, but now it's..."

Ni Zijiao smiled: "Don't change the subject. Aren't you a gossip? Didn't you ask who told him about it?"

Zi Xuwu didn't hear Ni Zijiao's words, his ears seemed to be filled with a clear spring, and he was so refreshed that he almost groaned.

He immediately smiled, changed his laziness just now, crushed out the cigarette and threw it on the ground, rubbing his hands, smiling at the corners of his eyes, looking gentle and cautious.

"Father God is so smart! Yes, yes, I did talk to Wolfgang about many informers on the sidelines, but it is said that he received anonymous letters. Anyone can make up stuff, and the one called Bai Qianshi’s player and Aloysia’s photo were sent together, and Wolfgang was only dubious, and said that if it was fake, he would blow the whistleblower’s dog’s head off.”

Ni Zijiao: "Group photo?"

Zixu Wuyou immediately lowered his head like a dog, and offered the photo with both hands.

Ni Zijiao took the photo.According to the light and characteristics of the image, it is obvious that this is taken from the perspective of a voyeur or a private detective. There are two familiar figures standing in the center of the picture, one is the short and fat Bai Qianshi, and the other is obviously It is Aloysia, an NPC girl with a delicate face and a gentle expression.

While watching, Ni Zijiao heard Ziwu murmuring: "Speaking of which, all art elves are very good at counterfeiting."

"Are you scolding yourself?" Ni Zijiao looked at him with a smile.

"Don't mention me, Ma Liang and Mi Kai are very fond of copying fakes and letting them circulate in the human world for sale, admiring the way those two-legged beasts fought for the fakes."

"I know that. What else?"

Zixu Wuyou scratched his head, and put on a gesture of eagerly trying to find useful information from his own head, but it's a pity that his acting skills were exaggerated, and he couldn't please his beloved father.

"No more," he said pitifully.

Ni Zijiao turned his head to look at Lin Pei, seeing him staring at the photo in deep thought, he nodded his chin slightly, letting Zixu Wuyou roll away cleanly.

After reading the backup copy completely, Lin Pei did not get any reliable information.He once again took out the group photo that was left in nothing.

The only clue left for him right now is this one. There are uniquely shaped leaves and carved western-style railings in the background, which are obviously unique details in a copy game.

But the world of the main god is boundless, and a few small details are like a few insignificant typos in a dictionary.Only based on these bits and pieces, it is impossible for him to figure out the location of this photo in a very short time. It is even more illusory and illusory to go to investigate and obtain information.

He is very clear.

This is the bait played by the mastermind behind the scenes and left him as a joke. On the surface, he leaked the trace, but in fact it was just a conspiracy to lure him into a bottomless pit.

"Where do you want to go next? To summon all the art elves, it will take two or three days at the trial court."

Lin Pei withdrew his attention from the photo, and when he turned to look at Ni Zijiao, a layer of warmth and softness habitually appeared in his cold eyes.

His little devil was probably concerned that the people involved in the case were all his subordinates, so he didn't get too involved in this matter.But being able to come to the trial court in person to watch the appearance of many monsters, ghosts and snakes, for him, is a kind of protection in itself.

The aftereffects of being killed by the main god are still there. In recent days, Lin Pei has been assassinated by many forces, and several pursuits have narrowly escaped death.

Just avoiding the murderous intent from the dark kept him busy, and when the messenger of the trial court came to him, he was rarely relieved.

He didn't feel that Ni Zijiao had caused him any trouble.Even though Ni Zijiao could have ignored him, he did use Ni Zijiao's regard for him as a bargaining chip to place a bet.If my desperation these days can barely calm the little devil——

Lin Pei bowed his head and kissed the perfect eyes of the gods.

"I've been a little busy recently. There is indeed something that needs to be sorted out. Would you like to come with me?"

He spread out his bony fingers, and there was a button lying on the palm.The button is old, but the surface is still smooth.

—he took it from his enemy's clothes six years ago.

revenge.

Now that he is free, Lin Pei already knows the other party's whereabouts.

Now that his wings are getting fuller, he doesn't have to wait any longer.

Looking at this expensive button, Ni Zijiao felt inexplicably in a bad mood, so he curled his lips.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going back to bed."

fake.

Ni Zijiao has the habit of falling asleep, but he doesn't want to sleep all the time.

Usually when he says "sleepy", he secretly means that the things in front of him don't arouse his interest, and even exploring a new original ecological world is more interesting than living in the present.

It's not that Ni Zijiao is not interested in Lin Pei.The reason why the Lord God suddenly turned his face was that the condition that lured Lin Pei to kill him before was "revenge".

After the main god returned to the Pantheon, he dismissed the tea servant and took out a crystal ball.

Inside the crystal ball, Lin Pei has returned to reality.In the dark alley, his steps are as light as a cheetah, and behind him is a knife with a bloody throat.

Role replacement.

The boy who was a fish and meat six years ago has now grown into a murderous swordsman...

Ni Zijiao was seeing Lin Pei jumping into his enemy's foreign villa, and suddenly sensed that someone was approaching him.

Looking up, a teenager wearing a painter's canvas hat approached him with a smile.

Ma Liang.

"Does Father God need to set up some obstacles for Lin Pei?"

The handsome young man leaned on the seat without saying a word, as if he was thinking seriously.When he is quiet, he is the most beautiful portrait in the world. Even if the throne behind him and the scepter hanging on the wall are resplendent, they cannot surpass the beauty of his face.

Ma Liang suppressed the strange light in his eyes, and then explained: "If Lin Pei succeeds in revenge and loses his killing intent towards God Father, wouldn't God Father's hard work be in vain?"

"If that's the case, I can only say that I miscalculated his ambition." Ni Zijiao smiled lazily, and gestured to the crystal ball to shoot, "However, if he's not interested in me, I'd rather He's interested."

interest?

Ma Liang smiled and bowed respectfully.

— Interest in murder.

Ni Zijiao held the crystal ball and looked at it for a while, stretched out his hand, yawned leisurely, and stood up.

"You didn't come here just to chat with me, did you?"

He walked down the steps with lazy steps, came to the painter's side, and laughed softly.

"I usually don't care about things, but I know more about my subordinates than you think."

"The few of you used to be in a competitive relationship, and the deep feelings can't be mentioned, but you are the one who is really dissatisfied with Wolfgang?"

"Mr. NPC whose uniqueness was taken away by Wolfgang?"

Ma Liang's pupils shrank, but the god just laughed it off, and continued to speak ruthlessly and gently.

"Cheating Wolfgang's affections and sending him to hell, I can't think of anyone else who can hate him that much besides you. Is Aloysia's fake your masterpiece? Probably destroyed? I'm sorry for her I'm quite interested, and it's a pity that I didn't meet up."

"Your thoughts are very meticulous, exactly the same as when I saw you before. You know that you can't hide it with Aloysia alone. You deliberately left some clues for her and Zixuwu, but you won't reveal your existence completely.

"But you won't give anyone a chance to discover yourself. Even that group photo... the background is the scene outside the tavern of the last scripted confrontation between Zhan Future and me.

"——Why, planting the second person, I feel guilty, but dare to probe my thoughts?"

Ni Zijiao turned his face away, looking at the painting elf who was kneeling on the ground and forced into the abyss of fear, with a cold and breathtaking smile on his lips.

At this moment, the usually careless god finally revealed his true nature in front of his tiny subordinates.