It was also after the last issue of the comic that Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly had a realization.
—She seems to be a big shot in the eyes of others. Although many people seem to look down on her, it is not a contempt in the general sense. This kind of contempt carries a bit of strategic contempt for the enemy.
So Yuan Yuanyuan decided that she also had to look down on them strategically. When she went out today, she deliberately carried a mobile phone and a small notebook. In the small notebook were written down the things she had summarized when she read the previous issue of comics in order to create that calm and relaxed feeling. The comics from that issue were cached in her mobile phone.
If she wanted to imitate that handsome and coquettish feeling again... what should she do? Yuan Yuanyuan felt her brain trembling. She thought seriously while walking on the road. In fact, for her, she really wanted to play the role of "Yuan" well. As time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger.
She wanted to see a slap in the face... But it would be much more interesting and satisfying to see a handsome and beautiful person getting slapped in the face than to see a weak and ugly person getting slapped in the face.
Yuan Yuanyuan opened her little notebook and looked at the first entry on it - need to commit suicide.
Then she closed the book again.
—It seems to be of no use.
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She thought about it for a long time these days, and finally realized the fundamental difference between those days. She was trying to die every day during those days, and was experimenting every minute and every second on how and when she would die.
To be honest, when Yuan Yuanyuan goes to watch some movies by herself, she also thinks that the characters are quite handsome when they are not afraid of death. The scene where a protagonist abandons his companions and dies alone will always be her white moonlight.
Could it be that she suddenly hit this g-spot
Yuan Yuanyuan felt a little puzzled. She turned around and suddenly found that the image of herself in the mirror looked a little strange.
The face is still the same face, the eyes are still the same eyes, except that the lips in the mirror are upturned. However, Yuan Yuanyuan knows that the corners of her mouth must be drooping now.
Yoho, what is this time? Yuan Yuanyuan looked at herself in the mirror and clenched her fists.
A mirror is a very yin object. Yuan Yuanyuan discovered a long time ago that if she was seriously injured and stood in front of the mirror after using the illusion, there was a high possibility that the mirror would show her appearance without the illusion.
This situation happened twice, and Yuan Yuanyuan was badly injured each time, so after that, she paid special attention to mirrors.
Yuan Yuanyuan clenched her fist, then suddenly let go. She continued to walk forward, to a place without a mirror, pretending nothing had happened.
She took a few steps forward and her chest suddenly began to vibrate. Yuan Yuanyuan took out a mirror and saw that it was from the mysterious mask organization.
Go forward, there's someone meeting you there.
Yuan Yuanyuan put down the mirror and continued walking forward with a calm expression. She passed a billboard, quietly took off her hat, turned a corner, and had a mask on her face.
As she walked, she saw someone she looked familiar with. She was an acquaintance of theirs from the previous organization.
Yuan Yuanyuan had no intention of saying anything to him. She was about to take a note from him as she had done the previous times, and then turn around and leave, when suddenly the ground shook violently.
She almost fell to the ground at that moment, but she forced herself to stay steady. She looked at the person in front of her, and it was obvious that he also had a confused look on his face, not quite sure what was going on.
Although she didn't know what exactly was going on with the shaking, Yuan Yuanyuan intuitively realized that this shaking didn't seem to be as simple as an earthquake... There was something like a radar flashing in her brain.
She looked at the man in front of her, and he seemed to shrink. Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly realized that her eyes might have scared him, but then she wondered how her eyes could possibly scare someone. Although she was not sure what had happened, she immediately took the man behind her and left.
Less than three seconds after Yuan Yuanyuan left, several mirrors behind her suddenly exploded, and glass shattered all over the ground. Before the pedestrians had time to rejoice that they had avoided the earthquake, they were suddenly cut by the scattered glass and blood splattered everywhere.
"Damn, we've been discovered!" The man who contacted Yuan Yuanyuan cursed in a low voice.
"Where is the thing?" Yuan Yuanyuan ignored what he was saying. She took the note from the other person and held it in her hand.
"Brother, are you leaving now?" the man opposite said, "So cold? You won't say a word more?"
Yuan Yuanyuan thought that this man was probably sick. Why should she talk to him in a place where blood was flowing like a river? She just wanted to go home.
In fact, Yuan Yuanyuan vaguely remembered the weird self she had just seen in the mirror, but she was not panicked at all, and had the demeanor of a general... In fact, she just thought that she could get rid of it in a while, because that thing would definitely not be able to keep up with her when she got home.
In the eyes of the person opposite him, Yuan Yuanyuan's calm style was actually quite experienced. He was originally very scared, but after talking to Yuan Yuanyuan for a few words, he inexplicably calmed down.
After all, a man who wears black clothes, has no expression on his face, and you know that he has been a spy for many years always gives people a more reliable feeling.
Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to leave, but the strange guy in the mirror obviously didn't want her to leave so soon. She turned around and asked the contact person what this guy wanted to do. The contact person said that he was a member of an anti-mask organization that had emerged recently.
She secretly complained in her heart. She had never encountered any problems during the meetups before, but this was the first time. She could tell at a glance that the guy with the short flat head and face full of acne was the one who brought bad luck.
Along the ground, an increasingly bizarre crack appeared, just like a crack on a mirror.
The ground is asphalt, how come it has this mirror-like effect
Yuan Yuanyuan even wanted to reach out and touch the road to see if it was smooth, but reason stopped her. It was better not to touch such a strange thing with her own hands.
She frowned and looked at the ground. This sudden situation was not too unexpected. Joining such an organization would definitely be life-threatening.
A faint demonic aura appeared in the air, red, with a suffocating fishy smell. Yuan Yuanyuan felt that her body temperature suddenly became higher, and the demon blood began to flow in her blood.
Ah... I seem to have forgotten something, what was it...
Yuan Yuanyuan's eyes were blank. Before she could think of anything, she suddenly felt a bloody smell in her mouth, and then she swallowed it down.
Time seemed to stand still for three seconds.
one…
two…
three…
The monster who was in contact with Yuan Yuanyuan didn't notice anything, and Yuan Yuanyuan didn't show any sign to let him know.
Yuan Yuanyuan thought silently for a while, then lowered her head... Oh my! I didn't drink blood this week!
… What a fucking sad story.
—For the Blood Jade Demon Technique, one of its basic requirements is human blood... Unfortunately, due to the existence of Fat Cat, Yuan Yuanyuan has been drinking blood secretly in recent days.
For example, sometimes when snacks are placed in front of you, you will remember to eat them every day. But when the snacks are placed on a high cabinet, you may not remember that they are there even after they have expired.
Making human blood is quite troublesome. Sometimes Yuan Yuanyuan would hide in an alley and do it by herself, and sometimes she would do it quietly in the woods... Anyway, she got confused while doing it. She had almost never felt this feeling before, but now she suddenly felt more and more uncomfortable, as if there was a fire burning in her chest.
The only way for Yuan Yuanyuan to relieve this pain now is to temporarily not use the Blood Jade Demon Technique...
… This solution made Yuan Yuanyuan want to bang her head against the wall.
Is it possible not to use the Blood Jade Demon Technique
…It’s impossible. If I don’t use it, I will die. If I use it, maybe I can survive for a while.
Relax, relax... Yuan Yuanyuan touched the booklet she brought with her, and remembered the first item on it. She thought, isn't this the opportunity right here? Although... she didn't seem very happy.
The second point in the booklet was to become more reliable. When Yuan Yuanyuan read the comics, she felt that Yuan was inexplicably reliable. She didn’t know if it was because of her own mother’s eyes or what, but he was inexplicably reliable.
That feeling of taking on things... She actually envied people like that, so when she saw that feeling in herself in the comics, she felt both surprised and inexplicably happy.
Although this kind of happiness can't save her life at this time.
Yuan Yuanyuan took out her dagger, placed it in her hand, slashed it once, and then took a big sip.
Demon blood mixed with human blood... How should I put it, it's a bit strong and intoxicating.
After taking a mouthful of the demon blood, he seemed to feel even hotter. Now the demon blood in Yuan Yuanyuan's body should be much more than human blood, so drinking this kind of blood was indeed not very comfortable.
The monster next to him was stunned by Yuan Yuanyuan's action. The cut Yuan Yuanyuan made was not big, on the wrist, but it was deep and blood was oozing out. Yuan Yuanyuan tore off a piece of clothing, licked the blood on her hand, and wrapped it around her hand.
He watched Yuan Yuanyuan's movements, with his mouth open, but did nothing for a long time. Yuan Yuanyuan's eyes were blood red, and his tongue licked the blood bit by bit. The cloth on his wrist was gradually seeping red, but his expression was extremely calm.
"You, don't you feel pain?" After a while, the person opposite asked weakly.
It hurts. It hurts so fucking much.
But compared to the feeling in the chest, it’s really nothing. Have you heard that there was no feeling during episiotomy during childbirth? The effect is probably the same.
But Yuan Yuanyuan didn't want to say that. Not only did she not want to say that, she even wanted to pretend to be cool before leaving.
"Run quickly. Follow this street where there's no glass." Yuan Yuanyuan's tone could even be described as very calm. She felt that she had definitely used the most subdued and gentle tone in her life. "Don't look back."
Yuan Yuanyuan rarely uses this gentle tone, but it is a powerful weapon. This voice is very useful to others, especially soft-hearted girls. Once when she was fleeing a few years ago, she used this voice to talk to the proprietress, and the proprietress gave her two bowls of noodles for one bowl of noodles.
Yuan Yuanyuan used the same voice again this time. She felt that she could definitely fool this guy with a flat head into not knowing where to go and just listening to her.
This guy is a bit of a weakling, she doesn't want him to stay here, and Yuan Yuanyuan psychologically feels that... this person has bad luck.
Yuan Yuanyuan calmly took out her dagger, looked at the cracks spreading on the ground, and thought, let's meet each other now... I want to see what kind of person you are.
The man behind him looked at Yuan Yuanyuan in front of him, then suddenly turned his head and ran while shouting, "Hold on, handsome guy! I'll go get someone to come over!"
Yuan Yuanyuan was too lazy to answer him, but stared at the crack in the ground, watching it spread little by little until it appeared under her feet.
In a trance, it seemed as if a round shadow appeared on the ground, with both shape and shadow, but it didn't look like a shadow, but more like a reflection.
Yuan Yuanyuan raised her hand high, holding her dagger, and suddenly a smile of interest appeared on her face.
The corners of her lips were raised high, and her smile was like a peach blossom, but her eyes made people shudder inexplicably.