The huge black sickle slashed horizontally, the black-red bramble-eyed bird blocked the way, and the indifferent and delicate little girl was close at hand, making no secret of her terrifying murderous aura.
Song Beiliu stared at the delicate face of the little girl and didn't want to hide. But he really liked Asura, so he avoided the attack.
But the fierce wind blown by the sickle cut a small wound on his cheek, and at the same time, Asuro's cheek appeared a scar with deep visible bone.
The blood gurgled left behind, turning into more black-eyed birds.
Asura didn't seem to notice the pain, and only wanted to kill Song Beiliu.
The sharp sickle shone with cold light pierced the wall, and slashed at Song Beiliu with rubble and a thousand strength. This force was enough to split Song Beiliu in half.
But just when the sickle cut off a small section of Song Beiliu's hair and was about to touch his scalp, the time slowed by three seconds. It was during these three seconds that Chu Shuibi arrived and grabbed the sickle, and by the way, he kicked Song Beiliu out of the way.
Asura gritted his teeth and roared, "Get out of the way!!"
Chu Suibi's eyes changed: "Hey, you are too daring to order your father."
Although blinded by hatred, the fear of Chu Laogou made Asuro shudder. She calmed down for two seconds, intending to think hard, but when she saw the cheap Song Beiliu, she couldn't calm down the anger that came from her blood.
As a result, Asura used the sickle to use his strength, kicked up his feet and stepped on Chu Shabi's face.
"Fuck!"
Chu Suibi didn't expect Asura to step on his face insidiously, and hurriedly dodged, and at the same time the sickle was taken out. The sharp blade scratched the palm of the hand, and blood immediately remained.
But within three seconds, the blood that had flowed out was taken back, and the wound recovered as before.
This strange scene, no one noticed.
Asura continued to hunt down Song Beiliu, but the latter found that it seemed that Asura was dead, and he could not die well, so he ran away.
Chu Suibi glanced coldly at the palm of his hand, which was restored as before, shook his palm, and slowly paced after him.
"The girl is disobedient."
..
Xiao Guanyin ran over with his short legs, pulled Gao Yan's clothes and said, "I'm here, Yan Yan doesn't need to be afraid of Song Beiliu."
Gao Yan squatted down: "Do you have a way to resist Song Beiliu?"
Xiao Guanyin nodded, stretched out a small hand like a lotus root, covering Gao Yan's eyes: "I am one of the incarnations of Guanyin, Song Beiliu has the way of Jehovah on him, and you also have the way of Guanyin. Jehovah and Guanyin are not the same divine system. , If you really want to talk about whose way is better, you have to compare it to know."
Both Yahweh and Guanyin are great gods who have long since fallen, and now there is no way to compare the Tao between the two. But in the past, before the two fell, there should be more followers of Guanyin.
Gao Yan's eyes were covered by Xiao Guanyin's palm, a cool breath poured into his eyes, and he smelled the faint fragrance of lotus flowers in his nose. His eyes were shrouded in darkness, and the boundless darkness suddenly burst into a light, the golden light turned into a lotus throne, and the lotus throne became a seal branded into Gao Yan's pupils.
"If it's someone else, I can't guarantee it. But if it's you, Yan Yan, you can resist Song Beiliu."
Xiao Guanyin put his palm down and said with certainty.
A lotus throne was imprinted in Gao Yan's dark pupils, and everything he saw in his eyes showed their true colors.
Ursula's church, above the head, in all directions, was full of skeletons imprisoned in the walls and floors in twisted positions. Gao Yan seemed to still be able to see their painful moans. The moans were supposed to be imaginary, but they were loud in his ears because he saw through the falsehood.
Gao Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Guanyin.
Xiao Guanyin's movements were slightly stiff and slow, and his shoulders shrank.
"All right."
Gao Yan picked up Xiao Guanyin and placed it in his arms, then opened the door and ran out. In the corridor outside the door, a player quietly stuck his head out to check the situation, and immediately slammed the door to hide when he heard the sound.
There was a pool of blood on the floor of the corridor, which should have been left by the player who attacked Song Beiliu just now.
Gao Yan followed the corridor up the stairs and came to the wide rooftop. He found the furious Asura and Chu Shuibi who was blocking Asura on the rooftop. Song Beiliu didn't dodge much when facing Asura's deadly ultimate move.
Song Beiliu had a smile on his face and raised his hand to say hello when he saw Gao Yan in a good mood.
At this moment, Chu Shuibi was blocking Asura's sickle, holding her head and shoving it into the wall, temporarily suppressing her movement. Hearing Song Beiliu greeting, he suddenly turned his head to look at Gao Yan.
In the blink of an eye, the intense murderous aura caused by worry swept toward Song Beiliu, as if encountering a powerful tornado.
Song Beiliu, who was smiling, stiffened involuntarily, and almost apologized. When people face terror and strength, they always have feelings of weakness and fear.
Song Beiliu calmly faced his inferiority and weakness as a human being, so he didn't feel that admitting his mistakes and kneeling would damage his dignity, so he quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Just don't let him look at me, don't kill me!"
Hearing Song Beiliu's annoying voice, Asura struggled even more, even though his face was shoved into the wall, he forced out a few words: "...kill...kill him!"
Chu Cuibi said solemnly, "Yan Yan, have you seen Song Beiliu?"
If Gao Yan saw Song Beiliu, he would strike first and kill Song Beiliu directly.
Gao Yan: "I'm fine."
After crossing Song Beiliu, the latter said 'Hi', Gao Yan turned his head to look at him, the lotus brand in his pupils glowed slightly. Song Beiliu, reflected in his eyes, was shrouded in dazzling golden light, but his figure was looming and hard to see, showing a transparent texture.
The corner of Gao Yan's mouth was slightly hooked, and he nodded slightly at Song Beiliu in response.
There was a loud 'bang', and after the dust dispersed, Song Beiliu clutched his stomach and struggled to get up. Because his stomach was too painful, he finally sat down with his legs crossed. He looked up at Gao Yan, who had nothing to do with it, and the other party was not punished seven times.
"Tsk, bad luck."
Song Beiliu thought gloomily, if he still liked Asura, would Chu Suibi and Gao Yan find a chance to save her? To actually take the opportunity to retaliate, beat him and beat him, that's too much.
Gao Yan walked towards Chu Shuibi, and took out willow branches as he walked.
Chu Cuibi stood tall, and grabbed the back of Asura's head with one hand, making Asura completely unable to resist. But she was still struggling, trying to break free, and the fire of hatred was burning in her heart.
Fortunately, her sanity is still there, otherwise an Asura king really broke out into blackness, and it would be very troublesome to deal with.
Gao Yan approached, Chu Suibi saw the lotus mark in his pupils, so he understood it, put his mind at ease, and helped him bind Asura.
Chu Shuibi conveniently sealed Asura's eyes and ears, so that she could not see or hear Song Beiliu's existence for the time being.
Gao Yan: "Is it useful?"
Chu Suibi rubbed his index and middle fingers, and after hearing the words, he said, "As long as the hatred isn't so deep that you go mad when you smell it, it will definitely work."
He easily put Asura on his shoulders, and when Gao Yan euphemistically suggested to hug or carry it, Chu Shuibi said that Asura had rough skin and thick flesh, and it was okay to carry it.
Gao Yan, who saw Asura without any discomfort, said, "..." Okay.
The two walked towards Song Beiliu side by side. When they were three meters away from Song Beiliu, Asura, who was originally quiet, suddenly went crazy, twisted like a bug on Chu Shabi's shoulder and roared: "Song Beiliu!! Dog thief!! I recognize you even if you turn to ashes!!!"
"… "
Chu Suibi and Gao Yan were doubly silent. They thought that the best thing was to smell it and go crazy, but they turned into ashes and recognized it.
The two of them both stepped back one meter. Asura, who was struggling hard, calmed down, his nose twitched, and his head turned left and right for a while: "Where did it go? Where did the dog go?!"
Song Beiliu looked at the young father, who had written on their faces, "This is a dog that makes my daughter go mad. It's better to just hack it to death", and suddenly felt that life was dull. His mouth was bitter, and he raised his hand to show submission: "I swear, I really like your daughter, and I don't want to kill her."
Chu Shuibi was slightly shocked: "My daughter is only six years old! Beast!!"
No - don't snap your hats, he's not the kind of person who likes it. Song Beiliu's first thought was this, but soon the second thought took over his head and caused thoughts and questions: "The cub of King Asura was probably still in the eggshell when he was six years old, she must have at least seven Eighty years old."
As soon as the words came out, Chu Suibi and Gao Yan even more contempt.
"Even if Asura is seventy or one hundred years old, she looks like a six-year-old girl. The Asura family's algorithm is different from that of humans, and a hundred-year-old is still a cub. After all, you are treating the cub. I've moved my mind." Chu Suibi shook his head with a face full of disapproval.
"brute."
Song Beiliu: "...you have the guts to talk about me."
For a long time, Gao Yan broke the deadlocked silence: "Did you already know that you have the curse of Jehovah on your body?"
Anyone who sees Song Beiliu will kill him, and those who kill him will be punished seven times—this is the curse of the gods.
Because people who see Song Beiliu will hate him uncontrollably, hunt him down, and stop until they die. Song Beiliu will not die, because everyone who intends to kill him will be punished seven times.
But Song Beiliu will never die. He must keep fleeing, being chased and killed, away from the crowd, and always alone.
The curse of the gods is mainly attacking the heart, which is much more terrifying than direct killing or torture.
"I know." Song Beiliu nodded generously.
Gao Yan frowned: "No wonder you have no fear, no fear at all."
Song Beiliu grinned: "I'm used to it. Because I was chased and killed like this in the real world, and finally I had to escape into the game field. I thought I could escape the curse by being expelled from that land, but I didn't expect to escape into the gods. The game field. So in the end, both the boss and the players teamed up to hunt me down."
He said softly: "In the past, all the game fields I participated in were all dead."
Chu Suibi mocked again: "Is it an honor and a pleasure to be a personality change version of 'Miejue Shitai'?"
Song Beiliu was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked Gao Yan sincerely: "He is actually affected by the curse, and now he is just forcibly suppressing himself, right?"
Otherwise, why is every sentence sarcastic and every word poking at the heart
Gao Yan smiled lightly: "You just almost killed Asura."
Chu Shaobi protects his shortness, and anyone under his wings can be protected from his shortness. His targeting of Song Beiliu showed that Asura's usual 'father' did not call for nothing.
Song Beiliu touched his nose innocently: "Okay, I apologize."
Gao Yan: "Why did no one go crazy when I saw you two days ago?"
Song Beiliu shrugged: "Because I have tried to exchange blood. In the Bible, Jehovah judged Cain's crimes through Abel's blood contaminated in the land, and then punished Cain through blood."
"And then?" Gao Yan asked softly, looking at Song Beiliu, who was as transparent as a soul under the golden light.
Song Beiliu: "Later, there was a little mistake in the operation."
"for example?"
"I am dead."
"..." What a small mistake.
"Don't get me wrong." Song Beiliu waved his hand: "I just lost my body, but my soul is still there. Sometimes I pick up leaks in the game field, and if I encounter some players who have just died, I will quickly possess them, and I can basically last for half a year. Coincidentally crashing into Ursula's playground, the effect of the curse will be halved. Half of the curse is blood, people recognize me through blood, and even attract hatred. The other half is the soul body, and the one who kills me is punished seven times."
Gao Yan raised his eyebrows: "In this way, no one dares to touch you. The curse has also become a talisman, and you can let you run amok in the game field."
Song Beiliu sighed: "Isn't it also paying the price? I ran one game after another, hoping to hit my brother with a one-in-a-thousand probability. If I didn't want to kill my brother, how could I be so troubled now? I just found a beautiful playground to retire in, and I won’t come out for a lifetime.”
Gao Yan: "Are you cursed outside the game field?"
"I wanted to kill my brother, and he killed me instead."
Chu Suibi: "Your brother did a good job."
Song Beiliu really wanted to fight Chu Suibi, but he knew very well that he couldn't fight, and even the curse would be ineffective against him. So he lowered his head and pretended not to hear, and poked his fingers at the pit on the ground.
Gao Yan poked Chu Shaobi with his elbow: "I'll make fun of you after I've asked."
Chu Suibi glanced at him: "Ask."
Gao Yan thought for a while and found that he didn't seem to have anything to ask.
"Forget it, let's take Asura back."
Song Beiliu couldn't believe it: "You don't ask? You are not at all curious about my magical setting? You don't want to ask who my brother is? You—" He pointed at Gao Yan: "You can see the bulingbuling all over me. The golden light that shines in the eyes of a blind dog is the golden light of merit! Are you not curious at all?"
Gao Yan said indifferently, "I'm not interested."
Song Beiliu was devastated and frustrated.
Gao Yan said to Chu Suibi, "Let's go."
Song Beiliu quickly got up and followed behind them and said relentlessly: "How can you not be curious? I said, don't you wonder why my curse doesn't take effect on you?"
After a pause, the two stopped. Chu Shuibi turned back and looked at Song Beiliu expressionlessly: "Tell me about it."
Song Beiliu was very excited. He stared at Chu Suibi and Gao Yan back and forth, as if he had discovered an unknown secret.
"Oh, he doesn't know yet. I mean, you've been to Styx country—"
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Shuibi shoved Asura into Gao Yan's arms, suddenly jumped up in front of Song Beiliu, grabbed his neck and smashed into the ground. He whispered in Song Beiliu's ear: "I thought adults should know what to say and what not to say."
Song Beiliu raised his hand tremblingly and made a gesture of surrender: "I just want to ask if you have been there."
Chu Suibi stared at Song Beiliu coldly, and slowly let go: "I've been there."
Song Beiliu exaggeratedly smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, I've been there too."
Gao Yan stood three meters away from the two of them. Hearing this, he asked curiously, "Are you two in the same game?"
He remembered that Chu Suibi said that the game field was suddenly upgraded, causing everyone except Chu Suibi to die.
Song Beiliu got up, wiped the blood on his cheeks, nodded and said, "It's the same game, but because I'm in a spirit state, I can run at any level of the game field. And the spirit body, it's easy to infiltrate the local residents. ."
Chu Suibi stood beside him with his back to Gao Yan, revealing the true horror and darkness without any scruples.
He was thinking about how to kill Song Beiliu.
Song Beiliu clearly realized this, so he was trembling with fear, but he still kept his smiling face unchanged: "Chu God can ignore my curse, because he is a master god level player. A master god level player is equivalent to half a god, or High-level gods. As for Gao Yan, you can ignore my curse, except for the Avalokitesvara mark, you and I... have cause and effect."
Gao Yan's pupils tightened, and he looked suspiciously at Song Beiliu, intending to see Song Beiliu's true appearance from the golden light of merit.
The only person who has a causal relationship with him is Chrysanthemum Hualing's eldest sister.
"You..." Gao Yan hesitated: "Are you a woman?"
Song Beiliu scratched his cheek: "I used to be."
Gao Yan: "Juli Hualing's eldest sister?"
Song Beiliu: "Is she entangled with you? That child is serious and clingy."
"Fuck me!" Gao Yan and Chu Shuibi stepped back together, their expressions horrified, as if they had seen a monster.
Song Beiliu: "I'm very hurt when you are like this."
Gao Yan felt that the current situation was very chaotic, like falling into a mess.
"Wait—if you're the eldest sister of Juli Hualing, why can't Xiao Guanyin recognize you?"
Song Beiliu spread his hands: "First, my appearance has changed. Second, my soul is surrounded by the golden light of merit. Xiao Guanyin is very vigilant to think that you can be immune to my curse through the golden light of merit."
"You..." Gao Yan looked at Song Beiliu and looked away, still finding it difficult to accept. "Are you an islander?"
Song Beiliu: "No, a native of China. I was abandoned when I was born, and the Juli family calculated their fortunes, considering that their new generation of gods and witches were in the east, so they happened to save me."
"Juli Hualing said that her eldest sister is strong, gentle, beautiful, generous, and considerate... All in all, she is a perfect goddess-level character."
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Song Beiliu at all! !
Song Beiliu muttered to himself: "I didn't expect Hualing's filter to be so serious."
Gao Yan and Chu Suibi looked at Song Beiliu as if they were looking at a liar. No matter how the other party explained the perfect image of the eldest sister, it was the filter of the chrysanthemum and the wandering for ten years. He still regards Song Beiliu as a liar with a distorted mentality.
The two parties spent the midnight hours before returning to the room after the curse on Song Beiliu expired.
Song Beiliu cheekily squeezed into their room and greeted Xiao Guanyin and Asura who had returned to normal.
Xiao Guanyin collapsed the moment he learned that he was the owner of the previous god's mark, and the whole person was strongly stimulated and fell into a daze.
Asura tilted his head: "Song Beiliu? That island witch who was in trouble at the 'Turtle Soup' playground ten years ago?"
Song Beiliu was surprised: "Do you still remember me?"
Asura nodded: "Long Braid complained to me, she said that she encountered a difficult player at the time. She and the body bag grievances, including the player, were chasing the player. The rules of the game field were completely broken at that time. It's bad, no one thinks about customs clearance anymore, and the long braids don't care about Asura, they joined forces and tried their best to find this player and kill him."
Gao Yan was quite curious: "What's the result?"
Asura: "The players were all wiped out, and the long-braided game field was almost destroyed. She was very angry at that time, and she hated the island witches. Yan Yan didn't realize that Long-braided wanted to kill the chrysanthemum flower bell several times? But the corpse They are very afraid of the witches of the island country, so Chrysanthemum Flower Bell can easily get a lot of information."
Gao Yan suddenly realized: "So it is."
At that time, I didn't think much about it, I just thought that it was the chrysanthemum bell that hurt the self-esteem of the long braid.
Song Beiliu was deeply concerned, and complained at the same time: "It was a promotion field comparable to an intermediate field. Players and bosses were besieging. I just happened to see the twin sisters in the tree with crooked necks in the cemetery, and I thought of blood exchange in a flash. On the way, the player ran over and killed me first. In a critical moment, I had to escape from my soul and wandered around the game field, occasionally possessing players who had just died not long ago."
Asura: "Deserving it."
Gao Yan: "What is the purpose of exposing yourself?"
"There are two reasons. One is that I want to kill my good brother. The other is to solve the cause and effect between you and me." Song Beiliu spread his hands and said frankly: "After the game is over, you return to reality, I I have to continue drifting endlessly. So if I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I will meet you."
Gao Yan: "What do you want?"
Song Beiliu: "I want to be resurrected."
Hearing this, Chu Shuibi and Asuro said: "Hey! Stupid."
As expected of the father and daughter, the mocking expressions are the same.
Song Beiliu sighed: "I have to get my blood back, only resurrection can get my blood back, and then kill my brother. Gao Yan, I don't want to be a god, I have only one purpose, and that is to kill my brother. Kill him, I will give you the golden light of my merits to help you become a god."
Before Gao Yan could react, Xiao Guanyin jumped up and rushed to Song Beiliu excitedly: "Are you serious?!"
Song Beiliu twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little intrigued in his heart. He remembered that the little Guanyin had to be pulled as much as he was, how attentive he was to Gao Yan now.
Xiao Guanyin turned his head and excitedly said to Gao Yan: "Yan Yan, promise him! He has golden light of merit and virtue all over his body, as long as I get it, I can shape it into a golden body, and I can help you become a god as soon as possible! "
Song Beiliu: "Hey, can you not divide my inheritance in front of me?"
Xiao Guanyin: "Didn't you die long ago?"
Song Beiliu: "..." It makes sense.
Gao Yan looked at Chu Suibi: "Brother Chu, what do you think?"
Chu Suibi: "The golden light of merit and virtue is a good thing, but you are willing to give up the opportunity to become a god to kill your brother? The imprint of your god is Guanyin, and so is Yan Yan. Logically speaking, you are competitors. Now you tell us about your You are willing to sacrifice yourself to fulfill Yan Yan, and the premise is that Yan Yan can help you resurrect. No matter how I hear it, it sounds like you are coaxing a three-year-old child?"
Song Beiliu raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "We can make a contract with the gods, just like the old covenant made by Jehovah and Israel. Those who violate it will be killed without mercy. All I need is my body and blood. Once resurrected, I will give him the golden light of merit immediately. "
Gao Yan: "I need time to think about it."
Song Beiliu made a gesture of 'OK': "No problem, anyway, you haven't gathered the number of people who have passed."
Gao Yan was a little puzzled: "Why do you and Chrysanthemum Bells both want my Yangzhi nectar? The resurrection props obviously also have the Book of the Dead, Green Fruit and Shark Pearl."
Song Beiliu smiled less: "The shark is in the hands of Arthur Gard, and the green fruit is in the hands of the Nordic gods, who can get it? As for the book of the dead, it was stolen once, which led to the closure of the Styx Kingdom for ten years, refusing to become a playground. It is a god of the underworld with a high status in Egypt, and even the gods who control the game field have nothing to do with it. So the only one who can resurrect me is Yangzhi Ganlu."
Gao Yan: "I see."
Song Beiliu: "If there is no problem, it is out of a little caution before the friendly cooperation."
He took out an ordinary-looking dagger, the same one that cut open the iron door of the cell during the day.
Song Beiliu was playing with the dagger, but his movements were neat and beautiful. When the dagger fell from the palm of his hand, he patted the handle of the dagger lightly. This palm seemed to touch the mechanism of the dagger. The ordinary dagger suddenly split from the middle, and the dagger turned into a weapon with scales.
The weapon is still changing, the scales open and regroup within two seconds, eventually turning into a red dident spearhead.
This is the head of the spear of Longinus, although it has other more familiar and easy-to-remember names - 'Holy Spear' or 'The Spear of Destiny'.