Wen Shi only considered the double buff and forgot the third factor.
Monsters above the Shawu level can automatically recognize all text in the game.
When the owner of the castle was forced to summon him, he was only 70% crazy. When he saw the festive red lanterns and the word "marriage" on the white banner, his eyes instantly filled with blood. It seemed as if time had returned to the day of his wedding, when the overly beautiful woman asked him in his ear -
"Who is more beautiful, me or your perfect bride?"
"Answer me, are you still getting married?"
The alternating soul-searching caused his worldview to completely collapse.
The owner of the castle deviated from the original trajectory set by the game. He saw more beautiful appearances, warmer souls, and gained a kind of self-awareness that an NPC should not have. The price was that he became crazier.
Nowadays, the arena for martial arts competition to win a bride has magnified this madness to 90%.
The ugly monsters around are further strengthened 100%.
On the stage, several ghosts looked confused.
They thought naively for a moment, wondering if this person was also a spectator
But on the other side of Ghost Gate, there are very few people wearing medieval clothes like vampires. They seem to be monsters from the sea.
"Overseas fans of Crazy Love Season?"
The first lucky audience member who arrived talked to himself.
"Fuck your ancestors, run away, you idiot!" The woman with half-face makeup sprinted for her life.
Didn't you see the hosts running away? And the staff carrying cameras were running very fast.
A sharp pain came from behind. The woman kept her mouth open and her neck was pierced directly.
The lucky spectator behind her was strung together with her. The cold scepter was pulled out, and the spectators nearby wanted to escape like birds and beasts, but they were smart enough to rush in all directions. They thought that no matter how powerful the person on the ring was, he was alone and could only chase in one direction.
Unfortunately, just as the abacus was struck, strange runes appeared under his feet. No, they were not runes. These strange patterns were more like totems passed down from some family. All the visitors to the ghost market who were within the range of the totem felt weak in their hands and feet. Before they could react, they only felt that their bodies were leaking air.
When he lowered his head, he found a bloody hole on his body.
The owner of the castle killed almost crazily. As a psychopath, his only calmness during the hunting was that he could accurately determine the weak points of his prey.
As the host was running away, he couldn't help but look back. He had lost two and a half of his three souls.
The circles of ghost market visitors surrounding the arena were completely at rest, and the blood on the ground was redder than the full moon above their heads.
His eyes rolled up, and he angrily scolded the culprit in the storm: "It's come to this point, why are you still pretending? You are the one who summoned me to defend the ring!"
Why would they be willing to come here if they didn't have some connections? He thought Wen Shi was running away deliberately to imitate everyone's escape and make fun of them.
Wen Shi shouted and explained: "He is a psychopath who kills people without distinguishing between friend and foe!"
The host remembered his information: "Brother-in-law with a family genetic disease?"
What the hell is going on here? One-day brother-in-law was a joke he made in the previous instance. How did the host know that
Wen Shi had never seen the blind date information set in the game, but he didn't have time to ask now. He found that the host was about to run ahead of him.
"Wait, wait for me." He gasped.
"Dad!" Wen Shi suddenly heard A Sang's scream. When he reacted and turned around, the scepter was only a few centimeters away from his back. A Sang grabbed the tip of the scepter, and strange-colored blood oozed out of his palm.
The big eyeball in the wishing bottle can control several sources of pollution in Asang's body and slightly enlarge them to enhance the opponent's power.
The combined power of the two stopped the scepter and prevented Wen Shi from having his heart pierced.
The owner of the castle proved with his actions that he would kill anyone, and Wen Shi was his only target.
The players running in the front were extremely frightened. For a moment, they were surprised and envious that Pei Wenwei had such a powerful trump card, but now they only had one thought: Stay away from me.
They dare not enjoy the blessing of such props.
“Dad, Dad,” Ah Sang knew he couldn’t win, so he hurriedly urged Wen Shi, “Run!”
Wen Shike couldn't do such a thing as letting a child fight monsters for him and running away alone.
He now finally understood why powerful skills and items had time limits, but the [Family Badge] did not. Even for Ji Yuanzhi, using this item would probably result in his death.
The palm of A Sang's palm was about to be pierced by the scepter. When he freed one hand, the scepter pierced into his bone a little deeper. A Sang gritted his teeth and grabbed the broken bowl and smashed it downward. The scepter trembled for a moment, but it only forced the Earl back three steps.
Even the craziest person has a trigger point. Wen Shi was quick-witted and shouted, "Don't you want to see my sister again?"
There was a slight fluctuation in the scarlet eyes of the castle owner.
Xie Tangyan is definitely a special existence for the Earl. He was able to develop a trace of self-awareness because her appearance disrupted the settings of the game.
If the spiritual world of the castle owner is creating a tsunami, Xie Tangyan is the butterfly wings that trigger the tsunami.
"We left in such a hurry last time that you didn't have time to confirm many things, such as..." Wen Shi said the Earl's deepest obsession: "Who is the most perfect bride?"
While the owner of the castle was distracted, he quickly brought A Sang back.
Ah Sang was worried that if he let go, the scepter would pierce Wen Shi, and he whispered, "Dad, do you want to be the same species as me?"
Apparently, he hasn't given up on the beautiful dream of becoming zombie father and son with Wen Shi.
Seeing the murderous intent boiling in the eyes of the castle owner taking over again, Wen Shi warned: "If I die, you will never see my sister again."
The owner of the castle was a logical freak. He raised his scepter again and said, "If you die, she will come to seek revenge on me immediately."
"!"
Wen Shi almost gritted his teeth: "The prerequisite for revenge is to know who the murderer is."
The owner of the castle disappeared for a moment, and reappeared five seconds later. He grabbed a staff member and slowly uttered four words: "Reporter, report."
Damn, how can you be so logical
Wen Shi deeply suspected that this guy was pretending to be crazy.
The two of them talked back and forth, and A Sang turned his head back and forth, looking at the Earl and then at Wen Shi. He felt that what they said made sense.
"Seven days!" Wen Shi said in a deep voice: "I can swear that I will let you meet within seven days."
His brain worked rapidly, and he recalled the host's words 'brother-in-law with a family genetic disease', and immediately connected it to the blind date guest's information. Apart from this, the host had no other way to obtain the information.
Wen Shi questioned Yugi: "You have verified it yourself, right? Then he is also considered a family member."
As long as you are a family member, you can be invited to the tea party.
The system prompt sound did not appear immediately, and he probably did not expect that a misleading remark made when enriching the other party's resume would be used against him.
After two seconds, Wen Shi consciously checked the attribute panel and found that the number of family members was currently [3.001].
The count counts as one thousandth.
"Good fellow."
His loyalty to his family is more than a zombie.
The wandering corpse has become a unit of measurement.
"My promise is more practical than reports that you may not see." Wen Shi looked at the earl without hesitation.
As long as he could get close, he could have afternoon tea. He immediately felt confident and repeated the seven-day agreement.
The owner of the castle can see through the essence of the soul, so he can easily tell whether a human is lying.
After looking at Wen Shi for a moment, he finally took back the blood-stained bronze-gold scepter. The creepy murderous intent finally faded a little, and Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
The owner of the castle didn't like going out at night. He valued etiquette and should have killed anyone who saw him in his nightgown. But due to the delay, some prey had run away and he was too lazy to chase them.
"See you in seven days." The low, cold voice dissipated in the wind.
The air vibrated again, and the distorted space brought severe tinnitus. Wen Shi half bent over and covered his ears. When he came to his senses, there was deathly silence all around him.
"Gone?" he murmured.
Ah Sang nodded heavily and gave an affirmative answer: "Gone."
Wen Shi immediately checked the injury on the child's hand, his eyes turned cold and he said, "We'll break one of his hands in the future and make soup for you."
You are what you eat.
Ah Sang was still recalling the battle: "That guy was so powerful."
Wen Shi nodded silently. Compared with the last time they met, the owner of the castle was much stronger.
However, no matter how strong he is, once he enters the tea party, even a dragon will have to coil up. Then he will let the other party know what it means that there is strength in numbers.
Things like potions had almost no effect on A Sang, so Wen Shi spent three points to buy gauze from the game mall and carefully wrapped his hand.
"Excuse me," Wen Shi looked at the staff and raised his lips with an effort, "You can inform everyone that you are back. The show has not been finished yet."
His legs felt a little weak, so he groped in the dark and found a rock to sit on, waiting for everyone to return.
No bird calls could be heard in the mountains tonight, and the mountain wind brought an extremely strong smell of blood. Those visitors from the Ghost Market who were gathered around the arena to watch the excitement were almost wiped out.
The waiting time was longer than expected. The first to come back were players such as Ji Yuanzhi, who had previously run three miles away. The second were the camera crew, who had escaped five miles away, and finally the paired guests, who had rushed over from ten miles away.
The physiological tears stimulated by the strong wind dried on his cheeks. Wen Shi asked the program team in a hoarse voice: "Where is the host?"
As he was speaking, a pink, haggard figure slowly walked out of the red mist. It was the host who ran ten miles in one breath.
Wen Shi's mouth twitched, "When disaster strikes, everyone flies away, but are you flying too far?"
At the beginning, everyone was running shoulder to shoulder.
The host didn't want to look at him again in his life. After forcing himself to calm down, he asked the staff to check the equipment first, and then counted the number of paired guests.
The wheelchair girl who was paired with Ji Yuanzhi is gone, and Zhou Lulu's paired guest also died under the ring. Only three people, including the deformed man, were left in Wen Shi's group of misfits. They were able to escape thanks to their staying in the ghost market for a while longer. When they came out, the earl had already gone to chase Wen Shi.
The remaining paired guests were buzzing with confusion and deeply regretted participating in this show. If it weren't for the signed contract, they would definitely turn around and leave.
Tonight's incident was arguably the biggest accident in the program's history.
The host didn't even dare to read the audience's comments. There were too many problems in front of him. There were not enough people to pair up with, and the first thing he needed to solve was how to keep the show going.
Liu Yun suddenly said: "A special guest died in the market, and his paired guest can be used once."
"One time of exploitation?" the host angrily asked, "Do you think we are a bad show about wife-swapping and husband-swapping?"
The orchid finger was almost raised to Liu Yun's face, and the host spat to the side: "Not civilized at all."
Liu Yun: “…”
After a brief thought, the host assigned the two members of the deformed men's group to Zhou Lulu and Ji Yuanzhi.
Liu Yun cursed inwardly, "What's the difference between this and her strategy? The only difference is whether she used the guests or Pei Wenwei's backup group.
Wen Shi's relief at surviving the disaster disappeared when he saw the host directing the work in an orderly manner.
Referring to the other party’s previous performance, if the ratings dropped sharply, the host’s eyes would definitely turn black and he would show a grief-stricken expression, but this time he didn’t do that.
There is only one reason why the audience has not left: there is still something to watch.
Wen Shi narrowed his eyes and guessed that there would be other parts of today's recording, and they would be extremely crazy.
After confirming that the equipment was not damaged, the host smiled again and said, "Get ready."
This sentence is not directed at the players.
The staff hurriedly replaced the camera lens and debugged it. The new lens was black, as if it was illuminating something in the underworld. Not only that, they also took out a drone.
Unlike the drone that I saw in the cemetery last time, its wing was engraved with the word "Survey" in blood.
The host turned up the volume of the microphone and said, "Thank you for your hard work during the day!"
The faces of the players became tense one by one. It was not a good sign to be able to say polite words at this time.
"The villagers who brought you here will have to set up a stall at the ghost market for at least one night," the host said with a mysterious smile, "so when you go back, you can only ask other kind people to lead the way."
He took out a small bamboo tube and let the players take turns to shake the lot. Wen was the first one to shake the lot, and a bad lot dropped.
Isolation and lack of help will lead to unstoppable disasters.
The eyes of all the program crew members lit up instantly, and the worst lot was taken away.
After Wen Shi, it was Liu Yun's turn, with a bad lot. The next few players also mostly drew bad lots, with the best being a medium-bad lot.
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows. With his luck, he shouldn't get the worst one.
However, there is currently no answer.
The host smiled and continued, "This stick can protect you from being bitten by mosquitoes in the fog. Take it and walk through the mountain road ahead. Then you can return to the village."
"Didn't you say someone would lead the way?"
The host said vaguely: "We'll meet on the road."
After a few seconds, he added: "Different sign-ins will lead to different guides."
The gates of hell are open, and it becomes less safe the later it gets. Now there are no more clues, and players can only passively start their journey again and become night travelers.
"He's asking for death." Someone sighed.
Walking on the mountain road so late at night is really an extremely suicidal act. The rugged and winding narrow road reminded Wen Shi of the rain corridor in the old house, and the ominous premonition in his heart deepened.
"Do you smell it?" Zhou Lulu asked suddenly.
A mixture of fragrance and stench, this smell they hadn't smelled since they left Fengguan Village, but now, the disgusting smell hit them again.
At the beginning, it was fine and everyone walked together. As the fog thickened, the players could no longer see the outlines of the people around them. Wen Shi held A Sang's little hand tightly and felt that there were water droplets on his knuckles made of fog, which were very sticky.
The footsteps of the players around him disappeared, and Wen Shi's back began to feel cold, as if a pair of invisible hands would attack him at any time and push him off the cliff. This thought kept getting stronger, and he tried his best to walk close to the cliff.
It was not auspicious to call someone by his name while walking on a mountain road. As a superstitious old father who only cared about his child's best, Wen Shi gave up calling him Ah Sang. When he was about to turn the corner, he could not help but look back. In the red and heavy fog, he could not see anything. He felt around with his other arm to make sure there was no one behind him.
"Huh~" Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
When I turned my head, I was facing a magnified scarecrow's face!
Unlike traditional scarecrows, it has many bloody cuts on its face and its mouth is empty. When the wind blows, the sparse straw of the scarecrow makes a rustling sound.
"Going back to the village?" he asked.
When it is warm, the lower skewer in your pocket keeps getting hot.
"Yes." Seeing that the curve of the scarecrow's mouth was becoming more and more weird, Wen Shi responded.
The scarecrow was satisfied. He spat out a black straw from his empty mouth and stuck it on Wen Shi's head.
Wen Shi's nervous mood was relieved a little.
The fact that A'sang was slow to respond indicated that this was a step that triggered a side quest and could not be affected by external forces.
Where there is a mission, there is a way out. It is always better than facing some logic monsters that can only use violent output.
[Side quest: Return to the village.]
On the way back to the village, you met a demon coming out of the ghost gate. It was also a loyal viewer of "Crazy Love Season" and was willing to lead the way for you.
Remember, no matter what happens along the way, don't make a deal with the devil.
If you can remember.]
What does it mean if you can remember
Wen Shi had no time to think about the content of the task. The straw on the scarecrow became redder and redder. The unique stench of corpses in Fengguan Village lingered in front of his nose. The scarecrow was very tall. When it spoke, it would bend down and get close to people, staring at the other person with its eyes that only had two holes.
Scarecrow started talking about love topics related to variety shows.
"It's not enough to just know how to live your life. If you want to hold hands and successfully walk to the end, many conditions need to be met." The tone of its voice was strange, and Wen Shi's skin under his clothes broke out in goose bumps.
"Do you have a car or a house?"
"have."
For example, the factory vehicles and houses of large factories.
“Do you have a stable job?”
"have."
For example, being a doctor.
“Do you have a wonderful original family?”
The complexion changes slightly when warm.
The scarecrow chuckled, but the distance was too close, and the messy straw on its body pricked Wen Shi's skin.
"found it."
Found your weakness.
The straw on Wen Shi's head suddenly became thinner and thinner, until it turned into a long hair that grew into his hair follicle. Wen Shi's entire scalp instantly felt numb. He was in a trance. The straw kept drawing out his memories, and some distant scenes reappeared layer by layer.
The system's mechanical voice sounded:
"Rewinding time—"
"Again, at the moment when you are in the most pain, please insist on not making a deal with the devil."
"The devil requires only one tribute: your soul."
"Please note that the entire process of this retrospective will be broadcast live by the [Supernatural Time Drone] sponsored by You Fushang. The audience will need to pay extra, and the system will take a commission as a branch reward."
His head was becoming more and more dizzy, everything he saw was full of afterimages, and the world was collapsing into countless blocks of color. Wen Shi was not unfamiliar with this feeling.
The same thing happened when doing the archival tasks and the quality inspection area task backdating, the body first lost control and balance.
"Dad." A Sang, who was restricted by the game, finally came to his senses. He was surprised to find that although Wen Shi was right in front of him, he could not touch him at all. It was as if there was a transparent barrier between them.
"Dad, catch it!" A Sang suddenly pulled off the wishing bottle from his neck and tried to throw it to Wen Shi.
This time the wishing bottle cooperated.
A Sang threw it very hard. If the wishing bottle could not reach Wen Shi’s hands, it would only fall off the cliff.
Wen Shi heard the voice and reflexively reached out his hand in a daze.
The next second, at the corner of the mountain path, red fog appeared like brick walls, completely surrounding Wen Shi and the scarecrow, forming an independent space. The drones in the sky were surrounded by the brick walls along with them and gradually disappeared.
faint.
The world was spinning.
The strong feeling of dizziness made Wen Shi feel like he was thrown into a flush toilet. He was entering the dark and winding sewer along the vortex stirred up by the flushing water. After a crazy fall, he finally reached his destination.
The destination is certainly not a septic tank.
But when Wen Shi woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a handsome man's face and a woman's beautiful smile, and he felt that it was worse than a septic tank.
"Have you made a wish?" the woman asked gently.
There was a cream birthday cake on the table. Wen Shi looked down at his hands and found that they had become as childish as A Sang. There was no surprise at all. The game emphasized not to make a deal with the devil at the most painful moment, and he returned to the most painful time.
Wen Shi sighed. Was he trying to go back in time
The two copies go back three times in total.
Where did the scarecrow go? Wen looked around, but didn't see the scarecrow, nor did he see anything else. In the last moment before the flashback, Ah Sang seemed to have thrown a wishing bottle to him.
"What's wrong? Do you think the cake is too small and you don't like it?" The woman saw that he didn't say anything and showed concern on her face.
Wen Shi shook his head, "Very good."
The demon scarecrow was not found, but there was a demon couple sitting next to him.
This couple is Pei Hongxin and Wei Yue.
Nothing had changed as Wei Yuehe remembered. At that time, Pei Hongxin was just in his thirties, and the corners of his eyes had not yet accumulated the calculating fine lines that would later appear.
On the sofa, the man's shoulders were slightly hunched, lacking his usual high spirits. His company went bankrupt and employees demanded their wages, and his family was forced to move into a self-built house. With so many heavy burdens weighing on him, his usually straight spine began to bend.
Even in the most difficult times, the couple did not forget to celebrate their child's birthday. Wei Yue, who has never done housework, even made a cake by herself.
The light from the burning colorful candles was very warm, and Wen Shi lowered his eyes.
Suddenly, a feeling of being touched and happy rose uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart. Wen Shi covered his heart. This was how he felt at that time.
Damn.
Fortunately, he lowered his head when he covered his chest, so the couple didn't notice his swearing lips.
Wei Yue thought he was feeling unwell and quickly helped Wen Shi up.
The memory was fading away bit by bit, and Wen Shi hated the feeling of being dominated. He knew that his memory was missing, but he didn't know what was missing. When he came to his senses, he had forgotten why he was here.
Time travel, rebirth, going back in time
As soon as these absurd words came into being, his memory faded further, and Wen Shi didn't even remember that he was an adult.
In the end, only one thought remained: today was his birthday, and his parents were helping him celebrate.
"mom."
When he raised his head again, admiration unconsciously emerged in his eyes, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he blew out the birthday candles happily.
The [supernatural drone] outside the window accurately recorded this scene.
The family celebrated a birthday happily.
After eating the cake, Wen Shi returned to the room.
For some reason, he was particularly sleepy today. After eating the cake, he didn't even have the energy to brush his teeth. He fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.
All the lights in the self-built houses went out, and the only source of light on the dark street completely disappeared.
A wild cat was huddled on the side of the road, meowing from time to time. Further away, a drunk was lying across the road holding a bottle of wine, cursing.
very noisy.
Wen Shi was sleeping in a daze, when he suddenly felt that there seemed to be some sounds not only outside but also inside the house, like the sound of a door being pushed open and footsteps. He tried hard to open his eyelids, but only saw a corner of a woman's skirt. Because he was too sleepy, he fell asleep again.
After an unknown amount of time, a cool breeze blew in, and Wen Shi was woken up by the cold this time. In the cold moonlight, he found that the window was wide open and a dark shadow was standing there.
With a sudden start, Wen Shi woke up completely.
A thief
No, the other party was holding a sharp knife in his hand. He didn't look like an ordinary thief, but more like someone who came to rob and kill.
But their family no longer has much money.
Before he had time to think more, the thief had already walked straight towards his bed.
Wen Shi jumped up with a somersault and threw a pillow at the other person, trying to hinder his progress.
"Dad, Mom," Wen Shi felt so exhausted that he couldn't even raise his voice. He tried his best to shout, "Run! Run!"
He didn't call for help, but just shouted to run away. The area was in chaos, and most of those holding knives were desperate criminals. Moreover, this thief had a muscular body, and it was obvious that he had real kung fu skills. If he were to fight him, there would be basically no way to survive.
With a dizzy head, Wen Shi ran too fast and fell to the ground, causing his nose to bleed.
The thief stopped and said nothing, then stabbed the knife directly into Wen Shi's shoulder.
Wen Shi knew he couldn't run away as the severe pain hit him, so he simply held on to the man's legs tightly, preventing him from moving forward, trying to buy his parents some more time to escape.
"I, my family has no money."
He was lying prone on the ground and did not notice that the thief's face above him had turned into that of a scarecrow.
"Yes, you are." This is a common trick used by the devil. They dig out the most painful memories in people's hearts, then play one of the roles in order to lure the other party into a transaction.
"Your parents hired me to hurt you."
The devil spoke in the ear of the bleeding child, "I will set another fire in a while. They think the insurance money is not enough, so they plan to use a seriously injured child to raise a large amount of money. When you die in the end, not only will they get double the money, but they will also gain sympathy from society."
The devil did not lie, these are all the truth in Wen Shi’s memory.
The child was precocious and had a high IQ. He remembered that a former employee of the welfare home secretly fed the children sleeping pills in order to make them fall asleep quickly.
The feeling after eating it was similar to tonight.
The windows that were closed during the day were wide open at night, and he heard footsteps in a trance... everything told him what had happened.
The devil began to lure his prey: "Would you like to make a deal with me? I will help you get revenge."
This is not just a verbal seduction. The devil can bewitch the minds of their prey and infinitely magnify what they desire most in their hearts.
Even when seriously injured, the child was still trying his best to help his parents catch the thief. After knowing the truth, it was obvious what he wanted most: revenge.
[Supernatural drone] flew in through the window, filming everything at close range.
The audiences watched with great gusto. This was the most popular segment of "Crazy Love Season". From the start of the show to now, all the special guests had died without a survivor, at the most painful moment.
Wen Shi's throat felt like it was blocked by a lead block. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
I seem to have forgotten something important.
After his desires were magnified by the devil, he seemed to remember something.
The demon asked again, "Your family hurt you, don't you want to take revenge on them?"
family
Hearing this word, Wen Shi shook his head unconsciously: "I want them to be happy."
The devil magnified Wen Shi's inner desire, but he didn't know that this desire was closely related to his family. However, the family that Wen Shi hid in his heart was not Pei Hongxin and Wei Yue, but himself in a parallel world.
The scarecrow looked grim: "They are using you!"
Wen Shi was seriously injured and tried to defend himself: "No, no, they just encountered difficulties."
Wen Shi regained a little memory, and subconsciously felt that his family members must have their own difficulties, and it seemed that someone among them had lost his freedom and had been imprisoned.
The two sides are not on the same channel and each holds his own opinion.
At this moment, the audience, including the devil, had been watching the frustrating show for two consecutive days, and they didn't expect that there would be even more frustrating plots to come.
The special guest who indirectly killed countless ghosts on the show not only did not retaliate against the humans who killed him, but was also willing to sacrifice for them.
What kind of mind-boggling development is this?!
What about your arrogance when facing evil spirits and monsters
Being submissive to humans but striking hard at demons? !
They wished Wen Shi would be tortured to death, but not by two ordinary humans.
The next second, blood splattered everywhere.
The real death condition in this replay is a transaction. No matter how severe the external injury is, it will not affect reality. If Wen Shi died now, he would leave this space immediately, so the devil did not dare to go too far. He drew his sword and stabbed Wen Shi's left shoulder again. The moment the flesh was pierced, a dull sound was heard.
"Thinking about the hurt you've suffered, don't you hate them?"
The desire was too great, and Wen Shi's mind was filled with the word "family". When he heard the question, he said intermittently: "I want..."
"It's a deal, right?" The scarecrow's face widened, and he showed the excitement that only humans can have: "You hate me so much, you want to trade, right?"
"Yes, I want love." Wen Shi finally uttered a complete answer.
Love till death.
"… "
The straws around the demon became sharp and it was about to be suffocated to death by this weakling!
Not only him, but also the audience who had been waiting in front of the show to see Wen Shi make a deal with the devil were almost fainting with anger.
Wen Shi was bleeding and his body was covered in blood, but his expression was calm and peaceful. His unconscious smile made his face look holy, like a suffering Buddhist, except that he was holding a lotus in his hand and shouting love and peace.
The audience and the demons are in great shape, but their faces are hideous.
At this moment, Wen Shi was hurt physically and the audience felt the pain.
Ahhhh, I'm so furious!
(End of this chapter)