"Well, if you are willing to trade, I can not only protect your sister's soul, but also make her a body and make her a normal person."

In the corner of the Dark Star City Square, Xiao Zhimiao looked at the man in front of him who was as cold as hell, and talked about a deal with him in a brisk tone.

Zhao Chengming's eyes seemed to have a blade in his mouth, rolling over her repeatedly.

Unafraid, she met his gaze calmly.

Not only was she not afraid of him, but she felt a kind of ease in holding him into her hands.

Can you not take care of it? The deal she talked about with Zhao Chengming was the only person he cared about, his sister.

Because of family reasons, he has been exposed to evil spirits since he was a child, and his temperament has always been cold-blooded, and he has no friends other than his family, and no other people he cares about.

Now that he has his sister Zhao Ruxian left, he has to promise Xiao Zhimiao, from the beginning of finding her, he has a bottom in his heart, Xiao Zhimiao is not as gentle and easy to talk as he seems on the outside, but very dangerous.

He knew that she was an evil god.

What can be the good end of trading with the evil god.

The people of their Zhao family have been possessed by evil spirits for generations, as if they are carrying a curse of eternal life and eternity, and none of them have a good end, he has known it since he was a child.

So he can afford to make a deal with the evil god at any price.

The Zhao family can have no good end, but my sister can't end up like this, she is the only child of the Zhao family who has not been possessed by evil spirits, and the Zhao family has never let her touch the things that have been inherited, she should have lived in this world cleanly.

He should have protected her.

"I accept." Zhao Chengming said in a nutshell: "If she can't get better, I will make you pay."

Xiao Zhimiao smiled, this threatens her?

"I want to know, what do you want me to pay? Kill me?"

"Nope." Zhao Chengming spit out the word, his gaze passed through the crowded and lively group of players, and fell on the thin figure, "I will kill all the people you care about, you have to live to feel it."

Hearing his words, the clear light in Xiao Zhimiao's eyes condensed into sharp thorns.

Zhao Chengming is a killing god, his hands are stained with countless blood, he will die, she has seen Zhu Yunyin's determination, her sword has supreme righteousness, specializing in killing evil ghosts, and she has the determination to gamble her life.

Therefore, Zhao Chengming will definitely die.

It's just that he knows that he is an evil god, and he can still say this sentence to warn and threaten her when he asks for her, not only because he cares about his sister, but also because he knows the way to deal with her from the gods above.

He had been in the Judgment Day quest before, and he had been in contact with the False Gods, and she still didn't know if he was still in contact with the False Gods.

Whether there is it or not, his sister is in her hands, and he does not dare to act rashly.

Her crow-like eyelashes flickered, pressing the sharpness of her eyes back into the depths of her eyes, and she held out her hand to him, "That's it, happy cooperation."

She said cooperation, not deals, and this is to give each other a step, don't make this matter too tense and ugly.

Zhao Chengming is not a person who doesn't know what to do, he just said that sentence, just to let Xiao Zhimiao understand that he is not such a good person.

The two hands clasped together and reached some kind of cooperation.

A flash of red light flashed from the hands of the two of them, and a spell mark sank into Zhao Chengming's hand.

Zhao Chengming glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, not careless.

"Alright, this little poet will have to be handed over to me for a while."

Xiao Zhimiao looked at Darcy, who was about to shrink into a quail on the side, hooked his hand at him, and turned around and walked in the direction of Xu Zhilan.

Darcy looked at the girl's back, then looked at the evil gods around him, and after meeting his cold eyes, he resigned himself to following Xiao Zhimiao.

Forget it, he can't afford to mess with any of them.

After coming out of the copy of Judgment Day, he was caught by Zhao Chengming, this month Zhao

Chengming followed him inch by his side, he wanted to use the downline to dodge, but he was quickly found by Zhao Chengming.

Whether it's eating, sleeping, or entering the dungeon, he just follows, for fear that others will be gone.

I don't talk to him, I just follow.

Thanks to this evil god, all the friends he met in the game were far away from him.

It was not without benefit for him to follow, the copy went smoothly, and his personal safety accident was 100% guaranteed.

Before meeting Xiao Zhimiao, Zhao Chengming specially instructed him, Xiao Zhimiao would do whatever he wanted, if Zhao Ruxian could not be resurrected, he would be buried together.

Feelings have protected him for so long, he is just a shell that feeds Zhao Ruxian's soul.

Darcy sighed in his heart, there is no good thing in the sky, there are gains and losses, he has always been open-minded, take one step at a time.

He quickly followed Xiao Zhimiao, and now whether he can hold his life depends on this big guy.

Because of Zhao Chengming's special orders, he also knew that the young man in front of him was actually disguised by Xiao Zhimiao.

Xiao Zhimiao walked through the square and encountered a group of players in black and red robes, who were outnumbered, and crossed straight through the middle of the square, blocking the road in front of her.

When the other players saw them, they avoided them as if they were hiding from the plague gods, and whispered from afar.

Darcy also hurriedly reached out and grabbed her a few steps back, telling her not to move forward.

"It's the Rose Guild." He said in a low voice in Xiao Zhimiao's ear.

"The Rose Guild?"

Xiao Zhimiao heard of this guild for the first time, she saw that their clothes had abstract and distorted rose patterns, blood-red roses were entwined with black thorns, roses seemed to be used too much paint, the flowers were smudged, dripping down and extended, like blood spreading, looking indescribably weird and terrifying.

Darcy cautiously said to her, "You just came out of the abyss and don't know that it is the guild that has just been established by the cultists of the evil gods, they believe in the evil gods, and they do evil and bad things everywhere."

He kindly reminded, "Don't provoke them, many of them are powerful max-level players."

Xiao Zhimiao said "Oh~", and then asked, "Then what do you think of their comparison with Zhao Chengming?"

Darcy was stunned when he heard this, compared with Zhao Chengming?

He sneered, "I think Zhao Chengming can cut them all together."

has been with Zhao Chengming for so long, he can be said to have a very thorough understanding of his strength, and until now, he feels that Zhao Chengming has not used his true strength.

"In that case, why should I be afraid of them?" Xiao Zhimiao looked at Darcy with a smile.

Darcy suddenly said, yes, Xiao Zhimiao is not even afraid of Zhao Chengming, and naturally he is not afraid of this group of evil god believers.

"Ants bite elephants to death, you better be careful."

Darcy couldn't help but admonish her.

Xiao Zhimiao said curiously, "You seem to be afraid that I will provoke them?"

Darcy said, "It's not that I'm afraid you'll provoke you, it's that they've been looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

"Yes, you're also a cultist, aren't you? You're so strong, you have god-level props, you've come out of the fifth-level trial and sixth-level trial, and no one is better than you at the moment."

Although Xu Zhilan is now the number one player in the overall list, Darcy knows that this is all due to Xiao Zhimiao, and her performance in the Judgment Day dungeon was seen by the players in the dungeon at that time.

Xiao Zhimiao watched this group of evil god believers searching everywhere in the square, and said in her heart that this group of evil god believers would also take the initiative to find similar species to expand the scale, and establish a guild, organized and disciplined, not a rabble.

Someone must be there to help the trouble.