Chuzheng touched his chin and thought, his eyes searching in the crowd.
If the task is not completed, it means that the transaction is not established.
Why didn't the deal go through? She followed the normal flow.
If she's okay, then there's something wrong with these people.
Are these people... people
Chuzheng carried Jingpo into the coffin: "Wait here."
Jingpo pulled her sleeve: "What are you... doing?"
"kill."
Surprised: "???"
Chu Zheng pressed Jing Po inside, turned and walked towards the crowded place.
Jingpo thought something went wrong, but was blocked by something and couldn't get out at all.
He could only watch the little girl over there stop a person in the coffin. Before the person could react, he pulled out the bamboo pole next to him and stabbed the person in the opposite direction.
one... two...
No one around her was spared.
The little girl started to fall, and someone fell at her feet.
Jingpo's hand that was holding the edge of the coffin suddenly loosened, and he almost fell into the coffin.
If you look closely, you will find that he is shaking, as if scared by something.
Jing Po thought of the suffocation in the fantasy.
-how come.
- won't kill you.
Jing Po's ears echoed that calm voice.
Does she really not
This voice sounded in my heart, getting more and more urgent, and questioning him louder and louder.
Does she really not
She was so calm about everything, even when she killed him in fantasy.
Even if I kill myself... it doesn't matter.
Jingpo hugged himself, curled up in the corner, and covered his ears with his hands.
But he still heard voices.
The voice said: "There can only be one alive here, do you want to live or die..."
Only one alive
Does he want to live or to die
He lives... she's going to die...
But he didn't want her to die.
"She'll kill you, like before, without hesitation."
"... No! She won't!" Jing Po covered his ears: "Don't say it!!"
The voice continued to ask: "Only one of you can live. If you want her to live, you have to die. Are you ready?"
Crashed into a ball.
The voice was relentless: "Look over there, look up."
Jingpo didn't want to look at it, but he couldn't resist the urging of the voice and raised his head to look at Chuzheng.
What he saw was no longer that she took up the knife and dealt with those people.
And those people besieged her alone, and her clothes were stained with blood, as if she would die at any time.
No…
"If you die, she will live..."
"I'm dead… "
"You are cast aside by the world, everyone sees you as an evil demon, only she doesn't despise you, can't you do it even if you die for her?"
"I'm dead... if I die, she'll live." Jing Po muttered as he touched his suitcase to open it.
Jing Po was holding a porcelain bottle, his eyes lost their vigour.
"Yes, drink it, you will be free, drink it..."
"Jingpo!" The girl's cold and stern voice came through the space.
Snapped-
Jing broke the expressionless eyes, and gradually there was a light.
Chu Zheng Yang started to prepare for the second hit.
Jing Po shrank back, a burning pain on his face.
In the next second, he was held in his arms, his cold lips were covered with warmth, and he tossed and turned with warmth.
Chuzheng wanted more, but Jingpo resisted, and he was even trembling.
Chuzheng could clearly feel that he was afraid of himself.
Chuzheng let go of him and held his shoulder: "Are you afraid of me?"
Jingsha's breath was messy: "I... I didn't."
Chu Zheng's eyes narrowed: "No?"
The end of the boy's eyes turned red, and Crow Feather's eyelashes drooped down, blocking those eyes.
"no."
"kiss Me."
The boy looked at Chuzheng in astonishment.
"Isn't it not afraid of me? Kiss me if you are not afraid."
Surprised: "… "
She won't hurt herself... no... she won't...
Jing Po recited several times in his heart, slowly propped up his body, and approached Chuzheng.
The person in front of him was getting closer and closer, and he could see all the expressions on her face.
so calm...
Jing Po closed his eyes and pressed his lips to it.
Although Chuzheng didn't kiss him many times, Jingpa still learned a few things and imitated him clumsily.
Chu Zheng tilted his head slightly, resting his chin on Jing Po's shoulder, and hugged him tightly.
"Don't be afraid of me."
The voice in Jing Po's ear was very soft, faintly helpless, not as cold as before.
Jingsha's body stiffened and did not respond.
Chuzheng stroked his back with the palm of his hand and hugged him tighter: "Okay?"
Jingpo's eyes became hot, and after a while he responded with a nasal voice: "Okay."
Chuzheng tilted his head and kissed his neck, and the boy shrank obviously.
The first zither moves.
Did the events in the fantasy land have such a big impact on him
[Miss, if that is your fantasy, kill it if you kill it, he won't know anyway. But that's his fantasy, his perception is real, what do you think? 】The king may not be able to watch anymore.
"..." Isn't that also an illusion
【… 】
Jingpo might find that his response was wrong, and his stiff body slowly relaxed.
Chuzheng released him, and the icy air filled the gap between them.
"No... don't continue?"
"Do you think I will kill you?" Chu Zheng stared at him and asked bluntly.
"..." Startled shook his head.
"Jingpo, I want to hear the truth."
Jing Po squeezed his fingers tightly, and his fingertips were abnormally white.
"It keeps talking... it keeps talking..." Jing Po raised his hands to cover his head: "I don't want to hear it, but it keeps talking."
I don't know why that thing was suddenly magnified infinitely...
It played in his mind over and over again.
He saw the indifference on her face.
He seemed to be just a small animal that could be run over easily. Whether he was dead or alive, it made no difference to her.
"Who keeps saying that?"
"I don't know, I don't know, he's in my head, I can hear it no matter what, it..."
Chu Zheng pressed his broken head back to his shoulder: "Okay, I don't want to."
Chuzheng appeased Jingpo, and it took him a while to calm down.
Chuzheng: "You have to remember what I said, the only person I won't hurt is you."
Jingpo looked up at her, just in line with Chuzheng's line of sight.
The next second, the young man buried his face back in Chuzheng's neck: "Well."
-
Jingpo came back to his senses and found that the streets around him had all changed, and the people had disappeared.
This place has changed from a normal town to a ghost town, and even the sound of the wind is eerie and creepy.
They were still on the same street just now.
"What's up here..."
Chuzheng jumped out of the coffin: "This is what it looks like here."
What they saw when they came in was an illusion.
The illusion itself is illusory, and the transactions in the illusory are also false, which naturally does not hold.
She killed a lot of people nearby, and I don't know what triggered it, and then the whole town changed.
As a result, when she came back, she saw that the good man card was ready to take poison.