Chapter XII

"Tell me?"

My wife Yuno said with a smile, the knife in her hand slowly dripping blood.

Tick...... Tick......

The blood of his parents flowed slowly from the blade, then dripped onto the floor, and finally sank deep into every visible crevice.

"It's very serene." Liu Mengchao raised his head and looked at my wife Yuno in front of him, and his tone was calm and indifferent, "You have only one purpose, to become the god of this world." Win the battle in the Future Diary. ā€

"So what?" My wife, Yuno, slowly lifted the knife in her hand, and the blood flowed down her wrist to her white forearm. It is as if the white snow in winter is stained with scattered plum blossoms.

"I can help you."

"No, I don't." Hearing Liu Mengchao's words, my wife Yuno was shaking her head gently. Her pink hair was stained with bright red blood, and it seemed that there were more petals on the banner waving in the wind.

"You need. Because you don't know where my wife is in this world. Liu Mengchao said, slowly stretching out a finger, "If you don't know her whereabouts, when the competition in this world begins, who will participate?" Is it you from the future, or is it her now? ā€

"It's me." My wife Yuno's expression was still serene, her eyes were lowered, and the blood on the ground was reflected in her calm eyes, "It can only be me." ā€

"For the male protagonist of this world?"

Liu Mengchao's words seemed to be a hook, and instantly aroused the eyes of my wife Yuno. Her eyes dilated for a moment, but they glowed with an eerie light, and her lips moved involuntarily.

"Only I can love Ayuki ......"

"Amano Yukihui", Liu Mengchao slowly stood up straight, and spread his palms in front of my wife Yuno intentionally or unintentionally, "You love him, don't you?" ā€

"Ah Xue! I love him! My wife Yuno said excitedly.

That's it......

I saw my wife's Yuno's expression. Liu Mengchao smiled without a trace. Spread your palms. Make others feel defenseless psychologically.

Slowing down the intonation...... Keep your voice as low as possible. A low, slow voice can make others feel confident and sincere. Just like Liu Mengchao is now!

Human emotions are waves, and there is a gap between the crest and the trough.

"The development of the world is doomed. Without the change of external forces, everything will follow the same trajectory. Liu Mengchao said and closed his eyes, as if he was not afraid that my wife Yuno in front of him would be unfavorable to him, "Aren't you curious? For what your parents did not die. Why is my wife holding her knees and staring at the corpse alone? ā€

"Because you ......"

"It's because there is more than one god in this world." Liu Mengchao shook his head, let others follow his own thinking, and only those who control the conversation can control the progress of things, "You are just a chess piece." The same chess piece as Yukiki Amano. ā€

My wife, Yuno, fell silent, and the blood in her pink eyes gradually faded, replaced by her slightly furrowed eyebrows and suspicious eyes.

"Don't you think it's strange? What will I be here for? For what I will know about the future diary of the Dao, for what ......" Liu Mengchao said word by word, his eyes looked directly into the eyes of my wife Yuno, like a sharp sword directly pierced into her psyche, "God can't let the dead ......"

"Ahh Liu Mengchao's words seemed to be like a spark, but in an instant, they ignited the gunpowder in my wife Yuno's heart, and I only heard her shouting loudly. "Ah Xue is not dead! Not dead! He's just here, he's waiting for me! ā€œ

"What is God for, not to raise the dead!" Liu Mengchao's voice was louder than my wife Yuno's shouting. Almost roared and shouted, "Because you're not a god at all!" You're just props, props that kill each other and make people happy! ā€

"Props! Just props! ā€

Liu Mengchao's voice didn't stop, and his footsteps didn't stop. With every word he spoke, he took a step forward.

The blood was at his feet.

The footprints were in the blood.

And his person is in the eyes of my wife Yuno.

"Think about it, why do you love Amano Xuehui so much, but you can't stay with him, why can't you be his bride, why he doesn't know your mind."

"You're lying! Xue likes me! ā€

The sharp knife was directly cut by my wife Yuno, and it grazed Liu Mengchao's earlobe and slashed on his shoulder. Blood splattered violently, and Liu Mengchao could even hear the muffled sound of his own bones.

It's just that he didn't retreat, not only did he not retreat, but his steps moved forward. Step by step, step by step, I walked in front of my wife Yuno.

"I can understand your feelings right now. You know the truth of this world. You know what you're supposed to do. ā€

Cold read, now!

Liu Mengchao did not hesitate to say the words of cold reading, just to be able to break through the heart of my wife Yuno at this moment. Even if you can't break it, just leave a mark.

The general cold-reading sentence structure is not useful to my wife Yuno at all. This is also the reason why Liu Mengchao does not like people who are mentally abnormal.

For ordinary people, the usual cold reading is the bullet of an automatic rifle, which can directly break a person's flesh. But for people who are not mentally stable, ordinary bullets cannot penetrate their armor at all.

That's why it's a more extreme cold read – I don't know you, I know you because I am you!

"If you can't kill the other diary holders, Yukiki Amano won't belong to you!"

The sharp pain of the knife on his shoulder made Liu Mengchao want to moan. It's just that the more pain there is, the calmer Liu Mengchao's expression becomes, calmly as if he is smiling.

"Ah Xue is mine!"

The knife went deeper, and Liu Mengchao could almost hear the sound of Zlazila's bones.

"It's not yours, he never belongs to you. He's like a grain of sand that just slips through your fingers. Unless we cooperate, you'll only be able to watch him die again and again. ā€

The sharp pain in his left shoulder made Liu Mengchao almost unable to move. But his words still did not stop, not only did not stop, but the speed of his speech became faster and faster.

A slow intonation can add convincing, but a sharp intonation can increase oppressiveness in comparison.

"Trust your own body, your heart is beating faster, your breathing is rapid, and every cell of you is roaring! You know that if you don't take action, Yukiki Amano will leave you! You know that you have been played by the so-called gods, and you know that Amano Xuehui cannot be resurrected! You know you have to change! ā€

The shoulders slowly lifted, and the hand of my wife Yuno holding the knife remained unchanged. Remain motionless in the same position.

Liu Mengchao knew all this, and he knew that every time his shoulder was raised, the wound would be a little deeper. But it's all worth it.

My wife's eyes were dilated, her breathing was speeding up involuntarily, and her blood was gushing incessantly.

"Smack!"

The shoulders lifted, followed by a swift fall.

Liu Mengchao's palm slapped heavily on my wife Yuno's shoulder.

"Believe in yourself! Hear the voice of your heart. ā€

With the force of five fingers, the pain sensation strengthened the feeling of my wife Yuno at this time.

The love for Amano, the fear of losing Amano, and the anger for the future, all of this made Liu Mengchao grasp the strength of my wife Yuno's shoulders deeply, deepening little by little.

His tone was neither oppressive nor hurried. Instead, it's very gentle, like a lullaby before sleep.

Because for psychologists, language is magical.

"I am...... You. ā€

Nose to nose tip and eyes to eyes.

"Kill them all!"

"Kill!"

"For Yukiki Amano......"

"For the ...... of Ayuki"

Fish, hooked.

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