Li Hongying felt amused, thinking that the so-called gods were just "games". But with the ability given to her by the game, it is still no problem to deal with spirit bodies. At this time, Li Hongying couldn't help but wonder what the purpose of the game was...
The devil was still smiling, and he didn't seem to care about Li Hongying's attack at all. He glanced at Jiang Xiaoli with a look of pity. It's really difficult to find two players tonight without being confused by him. But there are still few materials. The heart and brain are the most important parts. Without these abilities, he cannot be completely liberated. And every complete success will make him less bound by this damn game.
— None of the powerful evil spirits sealed by the game wants to escape from here. As far as evil spirits are concerned, those human beings who are easily seduced and deceived in reality can bring them more strength and nourishment. They can also do more.
Both ghosts are laughing, with completely different meanings of being ridiculous.
Countless threads of blood gathered, Li Hongying moved closer, but the devil remained calm: "You can't kill me."
"Yes, I can't destroy you." Li Hongying admitted. The bloodshot gathered, and the devil opened its membrane wings in an instant, breaking free from the bloodshot shackles. Li Hongying was not annoyed either, she waved her hand to draw the bloodshot again, the devil just became more and more proud.
However, in an instant, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed! All those blood threads entangled in an instant, and the devil smiled as if he was just playing with Li Hongying. He was about to dissolve it easily again, when he felt an unusual aura——
A gray silk thread was mixed with countless blood threads, entangled him. With just such a touch, the power in his body began to flow and be swallowed in an instant—
"What's this!"
The devil screamed.
He disappeared in an instant and retreated, but the gray silk thread followed him relentlessly, and the devil screamed: "Why did it give you such power!—" He was unwilling. He is angry. But he still ran away.
He escaped.
disappear into the room.
All is at peace.
Li Hongying raised her hand, and countless blood threads were drawn back, including the gray silk thread, which slowly returned to wrap around her fingertips. The power from the devil gradually feeds back into her body... the power of the devil and evil spirits.
The devil is hard to destroy, and she cannot destroy the devil. But she can devour the devil's strength and weaken him.
And now the devil at this time, the devil who is sealed in the game, fears the loss of power the most. ——If he wants to escape the cage of the game, he has to accumulate strength by preventing players from clearing the level again and again, and accumulating strength by killing players again and again. This is a long and troublesome process, but Li Hongying can see it. The devil enjoyed the process very much, and perhaps he called himself "elegant".
Actually? Cunning and hypocritical.
"Is the devil difficult to deal with?"
"...It's okay, but as he said, it will take a miracle to destroy him." Li Hongying's gray silk thread on her fingertips disappeared into the yin energy of her body, she rolled onto the bed and hugged Jiang Xiaoli, Li Gui's cold body wrapped her Jiang Xiaoli shivered from the cold, and punched her angrily.
"I'm not a god..." Li Hongying ignored Jiang Xiaoli's thumping coquettishly, she held him in her arms and sighed, "But, the power of the gray silk thread... can swallow and weaken his strength, he is afraid, I was afraid that the confidence I had accumulated over the years to get rid of the game would be ruined, so I ran away."
"...you can suffocate me with a little more force."
"..."
Li Hongying was speechless for a moment, and when she released him, she realized that Jiang Xiaoli's face was blushing. She couldn't help laughing, looked weakly at Jiang Xiaoli again, and said aggrievedly, "I'm so scared."
"Because the gray silk thread is the ability that the game gave you?" Jiang Xiaoli looked at Li Hongying, "Are you afraid that the game has ulterior motives? But no matter what it has, what can we do? I suspect it is something like God Existence is equivalent to the existence that prescribes a "fate" for people. Whether it gives you gifts or training, even if one day forces us to die, all we can do is to struggle and fight with all our strength besides accepting it—that is, How about this?"
"I don't like being used for anything, and I don't like the feeling of being manipulated."
"None of the chess pieces voluntarily want to be chess pieces, but we don't have the ability to jump out of the chessboard and become chess players." What's more, what Li Hongying doubts is the game, and what she fears is the game. The game... It's amazing, it can easily establish a channel connection between reality and a different space, and it can also keep pace with the times and create an app forum without letting any ordinary person find out. There are all kinds of ghosts in the game, from low-level wandering spirits to red-clothed ghosts, and even western monsters are included. Such existences... If you want a certain player to die, it is just a matter of thought.
But Jiang Xiaoli always felt that such a powerful existence would not care about one tiny one among the thousands, or even hundreds of millions, of its subjects. It may choose a lot of better training - Li Hongying is one of them.
Apart from showing that Li Hongying is an excellent red-clothed ghost, there is nothing else, right? Even if Li Hongying will be used to do something in the future, it will be the time when Li Hongying will become stronger in the future——Jiang Xiaoli can't think of it now.
"I know." Li Hongying lay on Jiang Xiaoli's body and hugged him on the bed. She rubbed her chin against Jiang Xiaoli's face with great reluctance, and it was very comfortable to rub against it. ... Li Hongying liked the contact with Jiang Xiaoli very much, any contact. "I know."
Just knowing is one thing, not reconciled is another. It's the same thing if you can't help but think about it.
Li Hongying couldn't help sighing, hugged Jiang Xiaoli and kissed that little cheek: "Just let me hug and kiss more, I'll be happy with you..."
"..." Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help suspecting that Li Hongying was eating her tofu for an excuse, but just eat it, she's used to it besides being a little shy. Jiang Xiaoli raised her hand to stroke Li Hongying's back and patted it as a comfort. After being hugged, she gradually became sleepy and fell asleep.
…
When Wei Qianrong and Jiang Xiaoli were eating in the cafeteria, they were suddenly accosted by several doctors: "Speaking of which, you look very unfamiliar."
Wei Qianrong took out the magnetic card calmly: "I am Yu Chengjin, and she is Wang Chengji. We had micro-surgery two or three months ago, which softened the facial features, and the recovery effect is good now. If you are interested, I can Recommended hospital doctor."
Several NPCs: "..."
"But Dr. Yu, your and Dr. Wang's voices are also..."
"This! We have been taking estrogen recently! To be honest, I went to Thailand with Dr. Yu three years ago, and it was still a hospital." Jiang Xiaoli turned her eyes and explained.
After she finished speaking, the expressions of the doctors became subtle: "Three, three years ago?"
"Yeah, I went in autumn. The rest of the seasons are not conducive to recovery." Jiang Xiaoli pretended to sigh, seeing the group of NPCs who obviously wanted to expose their wrong identities and couldn't OOC but didn't know how to do it.
"But three years ago in the autumn, didn't Dr. Yu travel to Sanya with me?"
"Of course I went after traveling, and I didn't dare to let you find out. After all, it's not something glorious."
"..."
In the end, the NPCs left the cafeteria in despair and went to work.
Then, when they were working, the dean would come to the treatment room to see their progress in about ten minutes, and would pretend to comment on them, keeping a close eye on them.
On the other side, Luo Mingjie, who was running around to avoid the doctor's patrol, also encountered something bad.
He was squatting in a daze in the men's room near the doctor's lounge on the second floor, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. From the gap below, it looked like a man in black boots and a black cloak. He was there yesterday, and he felt something was wrong for a while, and he heard the people outside say:
"Hi, sorry to bother you. Allow me to collect a little more of your blood..."
Mild and gentle, it would be nice if the words weren't so toxic.
Luo Mingjie thought of what might have happened in an instant: "No! No! You go!"
"You come out first." The devil's power has weakened, and now he has to look at people to have enough power to confuse people, but the devil who has lived for so long is a fastidious guy, and it is not easy to come to the men's room to block players .
"I won't! I won't!" Luo Mingjie yelled, he touched the paper on his body, his hands were shaking a little, he had to wipe his butt—
The paper fell into the pit and stuck with unknown objects.
"..." Luo Mingjie fell silent, his hands froze in the air, until he couldn't help farting, he hesitated and asked in a low voice: "Are you a devil? Do you... have any paper?"
...no answer.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Mingjie found that the figure standing at the door also disappeared. Is it time or why? Was he... disgusted and ran away
Fuck! Please bring more clean freaks like this! As much as you want, he definitely doesn't take a bath every day!
Luo Mingjie, who escaped inexplicably, was very happy in his heart, but after being so happy, he propped his face and thought about where he should get the paper—to solve the hygiene problem after physiological needs.
Oh, what a question.
Not to continue with this question, the devil disappeared and appeared directly behind the dean, who was sitting in the office to rest at this time. He glanced at the time on the clock from time to time, calculating the time to catch Jiang Xiaoli and the others later.
"What's wrong?"
"The patient this time is very unusual." The devil saluted slightly and said in a low voice.
"Half of them are already dead, and there are four left. It should be easy." The dean wore reading glasses and carefully flipped through the "Bible".
"There are two, and my seduction and manipulation are not working."
"Is it?"
"One of them has a red-clothed ghost, and that ghost has a gift from the game. She is powerful, and she occupies the player's heart, so I can't influence the player. The other... maybe has a firm mind?"
"These players always have weird props."
"… Well, yes. Maybe I should go again."