Liu Yuan lowered his head tremblingly, looking at his chest, the dagger was pierced into his chest, only the delicate silver hollow handle was exposed.
But no matter how delicate it is, it can't change the fact that it is a murder weapon.
Pain, severe pain.
"Well… "
Cold sweat dripped from Liu Yuan's forehead, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger, but his hand slipped weakly several times, and although the dagger was released by Pi Huanluo, it seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, spinning and sinking into the chest until it was gone. handle.
The blood smeared a darker color on the clothes, and the flesh was cut and healed.
With a light hook of Pihuanluo's slender hand, the blood on Liu Yuan's heart came off his clothes and condensed into a wriggling mass that seemed to be alive, which was crushed by her fist.
"Then, what is that..."
Liu Yuan suddenly felt that something had been taken away from him, and he fell down powerlessly.
Pihuanluo reached out to support him, and said softly: "Lovesickness Gu, if you don't like it, I will take it away."
She lowered her head, stretched out her hand to stroke Liu Yuan's heart, and smiled charmingly: "But I also want to leave something behind."
"Huh... I know what you took away was Lovesickness Gu, what I'm asking is what you put in my heart?" Liu Yuan lay powerlessly on Pi Huan Luo's body, panting lightly like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.
He clearly felt that the wound on his heart healed instantly, but the dagger was gone.
But it is definitely not really gone, but what has become in his heart.
Pihuanluo held his face as he did when he came, and kissed his forehead, as if the fire of the abyss was hidden in his eyes: "A knife."
What the hell, you took the Gu worm and put a knife in it, is it a human? ?
Liu Yuan felt that he had reached his limit, one for one, and he lost himself.
Pihuanluo noticed Liu Yuan looking at him with sad and angry eyes, giggled, patted him on the back lightly, and said softly like a child: "Okay, okay, don't worry, this knife is mine The natal magic weapon has never been shown to anyone, but now it is placed with you, and if you think about it, I will die without a place to bury me."
Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, reached out to touch his chest tremblingly, and looked up at Bihuanluo: "Wouldn't your combat power be greatly reduced by this, no, no!"
Pihuanluo pressed his hand and said with a smile: "As you said, I am your appendage, the only appendage. My life and love belong to you, but you can never let me go, you can't let me go." Be afraid of me, no matter how many people you like and who like you, I am the one you can't give up."
"The knife is in your heart. If one day we turn against each other, you just need to be cruel and cut off love, and I will slash love with a knife."
Liu Yuan opened his eyes wide and saw that the progress bar above Pi Huan Luo's head suddenly changed from pink to blood red.
The values on the progress bar are all erased, leaving only one full value tube and two large characters—
[locking]
Pihuanluo leaned against Liu Yuan's chest, closed his eyes and listened to his heartbeat, and murmured: "I came to Jiang Country this time just to find you, the Gu on your body was not planted when we met before, but earlier, When you say you love me, I let it go.
It was too hasty to come out this time, there are already dissatisfied people in the church, I can only see you once, and I will go to Islam soon, so take care of yourself. "
Her words echoed in the room, but her figure had already turned into a cloud of pitch-black smoke and dissipated in the air.
Liu Yuan was stunned on the bed, as if there was still a faint fragrance in his hand.
The room was quiet for a while, without any movement.
"Ha... finally left."
Liu Yuan's whole body went limp, heaved a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the bed.
He really collapsed completely at this moment, his tense nerves instantly relaxed, his eyes turned black, and he could only gasp for breath.
After panting for a long time, he came back to his senses, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, half sat up and pushed the quilt away, stood up and poured himself a glass of water.
After Liu Yuan drank a cup, he raised the teapot and drank it ton ton. He took a long breath and wiped the corners of his mouth.
It wasn't enough, so he fed himself a few pills.
He took out another painting and looked at it twice.
At last he calmed down.
"I ride a horse, this is more tiring than fighting!"
Liu Yuan had lingering fears. The reason why he suddenly changed his offensive just now and chose such fierce words was because he vaguely felt that if this continues, the progress bar of favorability will drop.
is really going down!
As a raider, Liu Yuan could not be more clear that he relied on "not being afraid of a murderous witch" when he first attacked Pihuanluo. Because of Pihuanluo's character, while enjoying the fearful gaze of others, he also longs for someone to kill him. To be able to approach her with fearless admiration.
But Liu Yuan is now a character that has completely collapsed.
When I met Vihuan Luo for the first time, I could still pretend to be a little more like an excuse, but the second time, that is, just now, I was completely afraid of being exposed.
This is completely contrary to the character setting that initially generated favorability.
The favorability of Mantiao can't stand it!
So now he wants to add another layer of shackles, both for himself and Pihuanluo.
"Fortunately, I sorted out Bihuanluo's experience before, and left a backup plan when I was doing the character biography. Later, after the success of the first plan, it was useless. I didn't expect it to be used now."
Liu Yuan patted his chest, sighing.
"Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan, you are indeed the brain of the God of Raiders. If I hadn't remembered plan B, I would have died here today."
Bihuanluo's real wish is to be trusted and needed by others.
Not being feared is actually one of the manifestations, which represents trust, and the next link is the morbid need for each other like a parasite.
This is all analyzed from Bihuanluo's childhood experience.
Combined with the principle of "every Shaking S has a Shaking M heart", Liu Yuan temporarily created a very ghostly self-design.
"Generally speaking, it's probably... a possessive scumbag."
Liu Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth. This kind of character design, in modern times, might be sprayed to death...
He absolutely does not admit that the persona is himself!
"And the favorability is still in the state of breaking through the full value, locked? Does it mean that it will not change again? But the conditions for reaching it are probably very harsh. It must be thoroughly explored to produce this effect... or a long-term plan."
Liu Yuan muttered to himself, straightened his clothes, pushed open the door, and looked at the opposite door with the lights on.
"well… "
Classmate Liu sighed deeply, feeling deeply that women are really annoying.