Chapter 208: Broken Promise
"Good girl. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Lyle took her in his arms and treated his loved ones in a relaxed tone as if he were lying on a picnic in the park and watching the blue sky and clouds, as if he was not at all worried about dying.
Eliza became nervous: "Aren't they and can't be sure that they can resurrect the puppet?"
Andrei analyzed meaningfully: "Theoretically, a puppet is also a corpse, a living corpse. When the puppet died, it naturally became a corpse again. ”
And He Ningyan's puppet technique is to turn the corpse into a puppet... The next words are not clear. The choice lies with the butler puppet, because his ability is powerful and abnormal, Andre and Lyle are unable to resist him, whether they live or die, it is all his choice.
"You, don't be fooled. Eliza cried out, and her voice was worse than the crow's noise: "They lied to you!"
"Choose, whether to continue to live in hell or to get the light. Andrei, on the contrary, was unusually calm: "Even if you die, at least you can get eternal peace." ”
The butler puppet lowered his head, looked at the short sword in his hand, and his lips squirmed slightly: "A puppet can't kill the master." ”
As soon as these words came out, Eliza screamed: "Then kill them all, quickly!"
Lyle held her in his arms, but his long hair suddenly grew and rolled towards the butler's puppet. And the butler puppet stood there, looking down at the short sword in his hand, motionless. With his speed, he could have dodged it, but he didn't move...
At the same time, Andrei rushed towards Eliza.
Eliza understands that a puppet can't kill the master, but that doesn't mean that others can't kill her. Step by step, he stepped back and shouted: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
Andrei had already rushed to her and pinched her neck with one hand: "I'm sorry, it's late, I don't approve." ”
"Help, help. Ahem... "Eliza, without the protection of the puppet, is so fragile that she throws away her crutches, and her hands uselessly want to break Andrei's hands.
But the butler's puppet still stood there, his whole body was covered with silver hair except for his head, and he kept his head down, motionless, as if petrified, and heard nothing. Although he knew that if the host died, he might also die forever with him, but he still stood there, still with the shallow fingerprints on his face that had just been slapped. Eliza beat him, completely regardless of the occasion or place. The severity depends on how much strength is left, if you don't get old and almost become slag, you can break the bone every time.
In the midst of the struggle, Eliza's cloak and hat fell, revealing a ghostly face. There was no place for the wrinkles on his face, and his gray hair was as thin as dead grass. Her eyes widened as she was stuck in her neck and lacked air, her eyeballs bulging out, and her open mouth was full of black and yellow rotten teeth, emitting a stench of death.
Andrei frowned, such a woman should have sympathized, puppetry took away her youth, and what women care about most is the appearance of youth. But what she did made people unable to sympathize, but felt disgusted.
Cut through the mess quickly, no more nonsense. Andre went up with his other hand, grabbed Eliza's thin-haired head left and right like a basketball, and twisted her hand as Eliza coughed. There was a "click", this was the sound of the dislocation of the neck bone, Eliza didn't cough anymore, and after exhaling her last breath, she rolled her eyes and fell down, most of her cloudy white eyeballs rolled over the extra side.
At the same time, the butler's puppet's originally lowered head fell to his chest, and he also died.
"Didi, di, drip... After three prompts, a sweet voice sounded: "The competition is over, He Ningyan and Andre win." ”
A recovery pod appeared, right next to it out of thin air. Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, won, finally won.
If Eliza had been a little nicer to the puppet, she wouldn't have fallen to this point. It's not the skill that loses, it's the person.
Lyle slowly withdrew his hair and brought the butler puppet along.
He Ningyan pretended not to see anything, and looked at the recovery capsule: "Great, my wounds are almost painful." ”
"Before you want to be treated, don't forget what you promised. "Why is Lyle so dead-eyed.
"Wait until I'm cured. If it weren't for the blood loss, she could barely move, and she would immediately get up with a grunt and run into the recovery pod.
Lyle hugged her: "After resurrecting him first, you can go and heal him." You can't die for the time being, and when you heal, his body will stink if you don't take it away. ”
It seems that it can't be hard, her face sank: "I changed my mind, broke my promise, whatever I wanted." ”
Lyle rolled his eyes: "How can you talk without words." ”
"It's not a word, how can it be dropped? Learn to do it, this is called a soldier who is not tired of cheating. "Compared to Lyle's life, she's a scoundrel.
Lyle was so angry that he threw her down, she fell to the ground, and the wound hurt and screamed: "Ah~"
"What's wrong?" Lyle was extremely nervous, and quickly picked her up again, looking at her nervously, so painful that he couldn't speak, and his face was about to twist together. Hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been." But you can't just talk about it, and your reputation will be damaged if it gets out. ”
"Whew... She gasped, and everything was dark in front of her, as if the lights were not turned on at dusk. The voice that came out also became blurred: "There are only us here, don't say it, who knows? Even if it is damaged, it is my business, I am not afraid, others like to talk about it." ”
At that time, he promised Lyle that after weighing the pros and cons, he had to sacrifice Lyle, otherwise everyone would die together. After all, there is Andre here, and it is a choice question that anyone will do to save more people's lives. It's just that this choice is very cruel, painful, and helpless.
Now that he has won, he will overthrow it all and make a choice, comparing his face with Lyle's life, what kind of thing is face.
"No, you can't break your promise. Lyle persuaded: "I know you are for me, but we can't do this, be good, listen to me, and resurrect him." I may not die, this is not an extra helper, how powerful he is, it belongs to the master's ability. ”
The darkness in front of her finally dissipated a little, and she was still iron-hearted, scoundrel and arrogant: "I'm injured and can't be resurrected." Let me heal, do you want me to bleed to death?"
Lyle may really have no choice, and looked up at Andre who was standing next to him: "You come to persuade her!"
Andre folded his hands in front of his chest and asked coldly: "Persuade her to let you die?" I'm sorry, her affairs are up to her, and I can't control it. ”
"Oops, I'm. Lyle cried out angrily: "In this life, I have always done what I promised others. Either you don't agree, or you promise. ”
"You did it, weren't you persuading me, I couldn't do it. Okay, it's over, who's going to come and deal with the body, I'm in so much pain, I want to be treated. She looked around: "Didn't you say that the recovery capsule will have automatic traction light, what about the light?"
"No!" Lyle was anxious: "Here, any secret is not a secret, if you don't do it, it will make others say that it will be reversed, and who will believe you in the future? Joseph will definitely find a way to know everything that is happening here, and he will add fuel and vinegar outside." ”
"Say, I don't care. She struggled to sit up.