Chapter 31: The Sofa

"Program Error, Player Data Error, Reward Distribution Function Error, Erasure Program Error, Error, Error, Error"

The error sound of the game system rings noisily in the ears, sometimes rough, sometimes soft, sometimes shrill, and in the already noisy sound, the mental system is also chattering.

【Impossible!】 The host I bind first, I will always have absolute control over the soul space! I've kicked you out of the soul space! Couldn't come back! What's going on?! It frantically checked the data of Twilight's body, and all the data was normal, and it couldn't find any information about the invasion of the soul space.

Twilight holds back her headache and informs the system of her guesses.

[It is not in the soul space, the sound comes from the auditory senses.] 】

The system suddenly realized, the figure of the game system attacked, and Gu Wei was abnormal, but the host would rather die, these factors made it a little flustered, so it ignored the inspection of hearing.

The system did not breathe a sigh of relief to find out the reason, Gu Wei's coldness continued, the frostbite had spread to his chest, Bai Dui's physical function data was rapidly declining, and the column of "physical fitness" representing life was about to drop below zero.

"Confirm the error, confirm the priority procedure, show the player 0989, please be wrong, ask the player 0989 to submit the task prop."

【Host! Submit your item! There is no other way! The system anxiously persuades Twilight.

Twilight is cold and doesn't say a word, and if a prop is submitted, it's a concession, a compromise, a compromise of the game's misdeeds.

【Host! Look at Gu Wei's state, you don't submit props to really hurt her! You're in a quest now, and the game can easily put you in a near-death situation! This is not a compromise! It's a maneuver! Avoid evil and seek good fortune! 】

The system's words reminded Bai Dui, he looked down at Gu Wei in his arms, Gu Wei was still cold, and there was still a trace of aura in his eyes just now, at this time, he was lifeless, and his pupils were weird green, like a real puppet.

The teeth were clenched, and the fishy sweetness of the gums gushed out, flowing into his throat and making his voice gloomy and hoarse, he struggled in his heart, and the two words of hatred compromised out: "Submit!" ”

The system took out the doll from the system space in time and placed it next to Twilight, and the red light swept over the doll and disappeared in place, and the sound of the game came intermittently.

"The player mentions... Task... Success, repairing... This is a gesture of goodwill ... Please 0989 do not be hostile to the game. ”

The voice disappeared, and the coldness of Gu Xiao in his arms instantly dissipated, and the warmth came from the soft little man, and this warmth was repairing Bai Dui's frostbite.

The repair was very slow, which gave Twilight just the right time to think.

【System! Why does the game still affect my body! Twilight roared, feeling terrible from the compromise she had just compromised.

[The host is calm, the game can't interfere with your body, but you can modify any of the contents of the copy, Gu Wei has not yet escaped from the control of the game, it hurts the host through Gu Wei as a medium. 】

If I were to ask you where you came from and what your purpose was, would you tell me? 】

The jump in topic froze the system, and then the weakened system sounded, and it was about to fall into a deep sleep again, and in order to preserve the few amounts of energy, it could only appear when the host was really in danger.

[No, but please trust the system, the system will always be on your side.] 】

Twilight's gloomy face softened a little: [System! 】

With no sound in response, and the body's repair is still ongoing, Twilight takes advantage of her rare leisure to think about why the system often falls into a deep sleep.

[The first time I fell asleep was after clearing the dungeon and encountering a ghost, and I fell asleep until the crematorium, which was before encountering the paper man, and it fell asleep again after the paper man committed the murder. 】

Twilight finds a common ground in these two sleeps, and continues to reason with this commonality, and then denies the reason, at least not just the reason for encountering a ghost.

[When I met Yu Xiaoya, they didn't fall into a deep sleep, what's the difference? Malicious? Yu Xiaoya has no ill will towards me, the paper man and the ghost are the opposite, this is the opportunity to sleep, so what is the reason? 】

[Why do you fall asleep?] Because of repairing my body? When it was just out of the dungeon before that, it was already in the wrong state, what happened in the dungeon? Is that the real reason why it sleeps? 】

Ghost reincarnation is Yu Xiaoya's power, and it has nothing to do with the system, and after that, he doesn't remember what will interfere with the system, so he decided to ask Yu Xiaoya to speculate after he goes back.

The frostbite on his body has been repaired for the most part, and Gu Wei in his arms has also regained his voice, gasping softly with his eyes closed, and his baby face is stained with hazy pink, which makes people feel distressed and cherished.

Gently placing Gu Wei on the ground, Gu Wei leaked a painful expression as soon as he broke away from Bai Dui's embrace, his eyebrows twisted together, and the corners of his mouth grinned and roared, like a threat from a little milk dog protecting food.

After carefully checking that Gu Wei's body was not abnormal, Bai Twilight began to look at the layout of this room, the room must have information from other players, but I don't know what the outside situation is, the impact of the concussion just now made Bai Dui's waist almost break, and this injury was also repaired by the game.

"Is it really a gesture? It's not so much that I compromised, but that it showed weakness first. Twilight muttered to herself, convincing her unhappy heart.

"Huh?" Twilight looked at the door suspiciously, and when the impact had just risen, he remembered that the door had also been affected, but now it seemed that the wooden door was unharmed, and there was no crack at all.

Holding the doorknob and twisting it to the left, after twisting the handle around, Twilight went to push the door, but the door didn't move, but the switch suddenly sounded behind him.

"Click!"

In the middle of the room, under the dazzling light, a sofa suddenly appeared, the sand skin was broken, enough for one person to lie on it, and the broken skin was gray, and there was an out-of-place red splash on the side of the sofa.

It can form this kind of splash-like trajectory, only the possibility of blood spurting out of the neck, but Bai Twilight did not smell a trace of blood, and looking at the red, damp and bright, if it was really bloodstained, it should have just been dyed.

"Sticky and warm to the touch." Twilight took a little with her fingers and rubbed it, "It feels like oil paint, but the temperature is similar to the temperature of human blood. ”

Fingers on the tip of the nose to sniff, the thick orange fragrance from the nose to the throat, a burst of sweetness in the mouth, Bai Twilight frowned and shook off the paint on his hands.

He was now sure that it was definitely blood, but mixed with oil paints and added sweet orange perfume to mask the smell of blood and make it dry more slowly.

Observing around the sofa, and then the sweet orange aroma is strongest behind the sofa, and Twilight looks at the sofa base with the scent, as if feeling the gaze of a person, and the already bright red base has liquid flowing out, and it falls to the floor with a tick.

The liquid came into contact with the floor, and a bewitching and strange red flower bloomed, the safflower bloomed, the fragrance was even worse, the orange fragrance was intense, and the sweet fragrance made Bai Twilight in a trance again, and in a trance he saw a note in the safflower stamen.

After a trance, there were already red flowers all around, and among the red flowers closest to Bai Dusk, the notes were floating there, waiting for him to pick and read.

The fragrance disappeared as soon as the note appeared, and Twilight glanced at Gu Wei, but the red flower did not affect Gu Wei, and he was relieved to pick up the note in front of him.

The moment the finger touched the note, the safflower oozed crystal liquid, which dripped to the ground, forming a pool of blood on the human ankle.

The pool of blood is windless and automatic, and a circle of ripples floods to the periphery with the sofa as the center, and under the dazzling chandelier overhead, the red pool of blood is like a mirror, reflecting the figure of the white twilight.

Twilight looked at the couch through the reflection of the pool of blood, the couch in the pool of blood was all gray, and there was still a person sitting on it?

The figure was obscured by the ripples, and could not see clearly, only from her jet-black hair that it was a woman, sitting with her slender legs folded, her hands folded on her chin, as if she was closing her eyes in contemplation.

The couch outside the reflection was empty.

Twilight stares at the woman in reflection for a long time, during which the woman does not move, as if she is only frozen in the reflection, a painting full of resentment.

Only then did I open the note to check the information on it.

"Sit still and don't move." The handwriting is printed out in block letters, and the handwriting is indiscerning, but combined with the reflection of the woman, Bai Twilight guesses that this is said to the woman.

"Do you want me to sit on the couch? Sweetheart! ”

The white light condensed in the palm of his hand, and with his thoughts, the urinal appeared in his hand, and Bai Twilight was pleasantly surprised in his heart, it was the system consciousness that was asleep, and the functions of the system could still be used.

He was as cautious as he was in the captain's room, first put the urinal on the sofa, and after waiting quietly for five seconds, blood suddenly gushed out from the sofa, instantly wrapped the urinal, and then dragged it into the sofa.

"I'm grass!"

Although the urinal has a chicken rib effect, it has a strong entry, and if it is lost like this, it will inevitably be a big loss.

The system fell asleep, he still didn't know how to recover the props, and while the blood was not completely retracted into the sofa, he stepped on the pool of blood and rushed over to catch the blood with his hands.

Fingers ran through the blood, and the urinal was completely motionless.

md! Why! A curse rang out from his mouth, and as the swear words became more and more vulgar, the couch suddenly shook, and the cursing stopped, and Twilight stared at the couch.

The sofa cushion suddenly opened, like a person opened its mouth, and the urinal was spit out by it, and Twilight was overjoyed, and hurriedly caught the urinal, ignoring the blood on it.

What he didn't notice was that after the sofa swallowed the urinal, the woman in the reflection of the pool of blood raised her head, still unable to see clearly.

Her shoulders trembled slightly after the couch spit out the urinal.

The fishy sweetness struck again, and Twilight was in the same trance as before, and after the trance, the pool of blood rose from submerged ankles to knees.

Pools of blood under the knees were warm and sticky.

"Gu Wei!" White Twilight ran towards Gu Wei, who was already drowning in blood and sinking to the bottom of the water.

Unable to see through the blood, Bai Twilight bent over and groped with his eyes, anxious, the slightly cool touch on his hand made him feel relieved, and he found the back of Gu Wei's head along the slightly cool touch and carried her out of the pool of blood.

The moment she was swallowed up by a pool of blood, Gu Wei woke up in shock, and before she could get up, the pool of blood had already flooded the tip of her nose, and she didn't even have a chance to ask Bai Du for help.

The pungent fragrance hit her head, she forgot everything in a drowsy mood, and there were memories in her eyes that did not belong to her, it was a sunny afternoon, and her hair hung like silk on her naked back, blocking half of the butterfly bones, and the sunlight was projected on her back like a condensed skin.

I haven't seen the face clearly, just a back, it's beautiful, it's unreal.

This kind of artistic conception, this kind of otherworldly temperament should not exist in reality, it is illusory, it is someone's ultimate fantasy of beauty.