Although he is timid, he still likes to listen to the ghost stories told by Gu Xiuyuan the most.

Although he is very afraid of the Seven Kills, every time he does a task, he will only feel at ease when he stands by the side of the Seven Kills.

There are also the clothes that Huasheng made for his puppeteers, which are so delicate and beautiful that he even thinks that his puppeteers are not worthy of the clothes that Huasheng is so good-looking.

He would sometimes happily hold up the puppet man with the eyebrows and 'moo' and say, "I found it!" There's more than one! ”

Those who, like him, are steadfast in their belief in the nihilistic dreams he depicts.

Those who, like him, have their own nihilistic dreams and can move forward side by side.

He thought he had finally found it.

Tang Jingyu in the dark said in a low voice: "Yes, they ...... Don't take me to play anymore. He tilted his head, tears running down the corners of his eyes, and he blinked his long eyelashes like a silly child.

"In this way, I'm alone again."

Tang Jingyu's eyes suddenly lit up with a beam of light, and his eyes couldn't adapt and half-narrowed. The luxurious robe in the backlight fluttered gently, like a noble snow-white bird with its wings spread, gradually walking towards him.

The beam of light in the darkness was a little dazzling, and he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, only hearing him say in a playful tone: "Mu Zisu, do they think they can survive the crisis by leaving you behind?" They are all guilty, and they are wrong. In fact, you are safe, they are dangerous. ”

Suddenly, a mirror appeared in front of them, which reflected the figure of Mu Zisu and them walking on the rope bridge.

"Tang Jingyu, I'll give you a chance to take revenge on them. As long as you break this thing, that virtual realm will collapse, and Mu Zisu and them will all die. They must not have imagined that their fate would be in the hands of those they have abandoned. He smiled happily, softly, elegantly and pleasantly.

Tang Jingyu's side suddenly floated a piece of jade flowing with water, and then fell in his palm.

Juggernaut smiled in his mask.

Tang Jingyu looked at the jade in his hand and was stunned.

"Do you hate?"

Tang Jingyu choked back tears and remained silent.

The figure of the master floated beside Tang Jingyu like a ghost, gently held his wrist, and whispered in his ear, "I know you hate them for leaving you." Revenge on them, their fate is in your hands. If you break it, they'll all die—"

When Mu Zisu was about to reach the opposite bank, he suddenly found that there was no rope bridge between the last stone pillar and the cliff where Xiao Xian was located.

On the other side, Xiao Xian shouted: "Gluttony, don't be afraid, Master is here to save you." ”

Mu Zisu was anxious, "Don't move!" We'll come over ourselves! Just stay there!! ”

Xiao Xian let out an 'oh' and sat back obediently.

Mu Zisu looked ahead, about eighty meters, and they couldn't jump over it anyway.

Gu Xiuyuan smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, Tang Jingyu was taken away by the master, he should be the safest one." ”

Because all of them realized that the person who asked the question was the translator who told the lie. What he meant by this was that only those who were abandoned were safe, and those who remained were dangerous. So Mu Zisu and the others all chose Tang Jingyu, who was injured and had difficulty moving, and asked him to go to a safe place.

Yu Qi said: "Perhaps, he really thought that he was abandoned. ”