The man lying in a pool of blood wore a plain tea-white mask, which contrasted sharply with his bright red robe, and the mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing a blood-stained chin and a pair of pale but beautifully shaped lips.

"Hey, can you speak?" Out of instinct to help the wounded, Su Le got up and walked to his side.

And so, the story begins.

At dusk on a certain day in a certain year, in a forest and grassland in a certain country, a mysterious young man in black squatted in front of a man in red on the street, uncaring about his blood-stained clothes, his face was as tender as water, and gently reached out to his cheek-

The outstretched claw was suddenly caught, and Su Le was surprised, "Hey, alive!"

What are these words! The man's face behind the mask was not good, he was just weak and overdrawn, "Of course he is alive! You should be dead!"

"There is a phenomenon in this world called corpse fraud. Su Le explained calmly.

Through the eye hole in the mask, the man's gaze was aimed straight at Su Le's chest, the meaning was unknown, if there was substance.

Su Le was angry and slapped over, "Pervert program!" The setting of this game is too tasteless!

Of course, that slap was avoided by the man, but the face behind the mask was even worse, he didn't understand what the hell the procedure was, but he understood the pervert!

Su Le immediately helped him sit up and helped him pat him on the back, this was the first living mouth she had encountered in the game world, and she couldn't just raise him to death.

"Water. "A frighteningly hoarse voice.

Su Le immediately opened the water bladder hanging on his waist and handed it to him, and the masked man took it and poured it violently, seeing that Su Le was frightened on the side, for fear that he would accidentally choke until the end of the play, and he was scared, so Su Le rarely persuaded softly: "Be good, drink slowly, be careful to stuff between your teeth!"

"Poof——! The masked man squirted a mouthful of water, turned his head and stared at the young man incredulously, unable to figure out whether she wanted to save him or hurt him, and then his gaze began to move down unconsciously, staring at a certain place on Su Le's chest, his eyes were full of strangeness.

Su Le squinted dangerously, but before she had a seizure, the masked man pointed to her chest in time, Su Le looked down in confusion, followed the masked man's line of sight, and suddenly turned white, only to see that in the middle of her heart, a small dagger was inserted straight into it, and it entered without a handle, and a large blood stain was around the dagger.

It seemed that only then did she feel the pain, Su Le covered her heart and slowly fell backwards with a sad face, is there any mistake, could it be that she hung up at the beginning of the game? What would happen if she died in the game? That little ghost almost said that she could only get out if she cleared the level, so she would get another life?

Thinking like this, Su Le smiled poignantly at his brother who had just established a life-and-death friendship, "Don't worry, I'll come back to you soon!" and then closed his eyes.

This sentence is definitely the same touching effect as "I won't let you go if I am a ghost" in the ears of ordinary people, but the masked man has no sense of horror at all, because things are beyond his comprehension, and he begins to suspect that he is dreaming, because only in dreams that are completely unreasonable can there be such strange people and things! So next to Su Le, who was standing tall, the man in the red mask began to sigh that his imagination was so rich.

If Su Le knew about the masked man's psychological activities, he would definitely not hesitate to deceive the corpse and fly away, but at this moment, Comrade Su Le was waiting for death intently.

After five minutes, the masked man reached out to probe the young man's snort, but was waved away by a certain Su's claw, "Don't make trouble, it's not dead yet." ”

Somewhere the bushes flickered, and the corners of the masked man's mouth twitched, he was really dreaming.

Ten minutes later, the masked man went to see if the boy was dead again, after all, even a dream can't be too outrageous, isn't it?

"Have you ever heard of 'good death, good superlife'?" A certain Su gritted his teeth and slapped his hand away with a gloomy face, shouting, "Can you still let me die well!"

The masked man was shocked by the young man's domineering roar, is it such a difficult thing to die? Wiping the sweat from the thunder on his forehead, he still went to the side to cool off, in addition, he seemed to have only heard of "early death and early superbirth".

The masked man didn't bother her again.

After a cup of tea, cold sweat had begun to break out on Su Le's forehead, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul sentence in his heart, Damn! How long will she die? What kind of bug, it makes her wait for death as if she is constipated, something is wrong with this procedure!

In the end, she couldn't help it, she was going to fall asleep if she continued like this! Su Le opened his eyes slightly, reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife on his chest, and under the shocked gaze of the masked man leaning under the tree, he gritted his teeth ruthlessly, like a hero who sees death as home, and pulled it out violently, and in an instant the world was silent, only blood red sprayed, lingering and fluttering, drifting away with the wind.

Scattered in the wind? That's right, it's scattered in the wind! After the handle of the knife was pulled out, it was not a poignant blood-stained cold blade, nor was it a sad blood spray, but a thumb-sized broken paper bag was pulled out, and inside was red powder, which was violently ripped off and the blood-colored powder drifted away with the wind, falling on the water that the masked man had just squirted out and immediately melting, and the red color was definitely comparable to that of Lafite in '82. And the place where it should have been a blade was empty, only a rag torn from Su Le's clothes was sticking, and it was messy in the wind.

The masked man looked at her stunned, dumbfounded, and showed a stupid state that had been temporarily irritated by the great stimulus.

The scene was too quiet, after a short blank of brain, Su Le turned over very calmly and calmly, smiled decently, and his voice was slow, "Today, I showed you all my colleagues in the rivers and lakes, martial arts heroes, and heroes from all walks of life, and I showed my Su Dagongzi's exclusive research and development patent and all the "spray if you want to spray" of the National Advanced Invention Award.

The bushes not far away were barely visible and swaying.

The masked man who was ruthless and relieved looked at the young man almost sympathetically and said: "Blood gouache, the market price is two copper plates and one catty, and the medicine store sells it!"

Su Le's smile froze, but it was only a stiffness, and then he immediately became as warm as ever, "Just kidding, gentlemen, ladies, as you can see, this is a very successful dying simulation exercise, from which we have learned how painful it is to say that 'you can't survive but die'! It is far beyond the reach of constipation! So when we catch someone with deep hatred, don't rush to kill him first, let him survive but not die! This is the highest level of revenge, this is cruel and incomparable!" At the same time, we must also cherish our lives, constantly improve our strength, and fight invincible opponents all over the world, so as to avoid the possibility that brawls will cause us to be half-dead! Build a society in which everyone is a friend and share a harmonious state!"

The facial muscles under the mask of the man in red twitched constantly, and finally twisted into a big "embarrassment" character, "You didn't survive just now, you just begged for death!"

A cruel sentence hit down.

There was a slight shaking between the bushes again, and it was conceivable that behind him was a person who was holding back his laughter and couldn't survive or die.

Su Le glared at him with a sad and indignant face, this masked man really hated it and couldn't hate it more! Standing up handsomely and patting his buttocks, Su Le turned around and walked without a moment's pause, chic like a dark cloud! She is now desperate for the plot of a game, and at the same time, she is very glad that the man in red is wearing a mask, so let him waste his expression!

"Wait!"