Chapter Eighty-Three: Death Declaration

He seemed to be at a loss, and the extremely ominous-looking kitchen knife in Lin Wu's hand was also thrown to the ground by him.

"Shan'er...... Is that you......"

The tone was mixed with a touch of incredulity, and Lin Wu's tone trembled a little.

"It's me! Father! ”

Lin Shan successfully threw herself into Lin Wu's arms this time, and pierced Lin Wu's heart with a crying voice that had become a monster in front of him.

Lin Wu wiped his hands and rubbed his already bloated body hard, wanting to hug the transparent daughter in front of him, but finally gave up.

Let Lin Shan's untouchable transparent soul continue to rub against him, although it didn't feel anything for him.

“.......”

He didn't ask Lin Shan about the cause of death, and he didn't want to mention it, at this moment, he just wanted to spend more time with his daughter.

Su Mu sighed silently, feeling that his rapidly depleting spiritual power couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

When did he become a rotten good guy.

"Just answer me one question, I can let you touch your daughter with your own hands, how about it?"

Su Mu's tone was fast, and his voice was calm.

Although he didn't understand that Lin Wu and the other tenants were generally wronged souls, it should logically belong to the soul class, why couldn't they touch Lin Shan.

However, the current warm scene can't last long.

Lin Wu slowly lowered his head and looked at the man who was supposed to bring him back to his senses.

He knew his own situation, and if there was no external force involved, I am afraid that he would continue to be manic.

Lin Wu nodded slightly, and even the chest connected to the neck was a little deformed due to the squeezing of the skull.

"Who is the landlord of apartment three, and do you remember her name?"

Su Mu pushed the frame of the mirror and said calmly, Lin Wu's eyes suddenly became complicated and looked at Su Mu.

"Tang writers would ask this question......"

"I can only tell you that the surname is Li, and I can't say much about the rest."

"I'm sure you'll be able to understand it."

Lin Wu's tone was complicated, his bloated body was even trembling slightly, and he looked down at Lin Shan, who was still crying beside his arm, and his eyes revealed a trace of sadness that was difficult to resolve.

"I didn't protect my daughter after all."

"As a father, I was a real failure, she had a bright future."

"Last advice, don't investigate any further, Writer Tang."

"It's like you're paying me to get my daughter back."

Su Mu didn't nod, but raised his eyes with a look of understanding.

"That's right...... Thank you for informing. ”

"I'll do what I promised you, but it's only for three seconds, so I won't bother you."

[Within three seconds, the two people in front of them will touch each other's existence.] 】

[Fraud Reality Judgment .......]

[Judgment Success!] 】

Originally, this kind of judgment required consideration of the person and strength of the existence itself that needed to deceive reality, so he set the concept of time as a constraint so as not to fail.

However, at the moment, Su Mu didn't feel that he had spent as much mental power as he thought.

Looking at the father and daughter in front of him with complicated eyes, Su Mu sighed slightly.

Lin Wu felt a gentle touch coming from his arm, and in an instant, yellow muddy tears flowed out of his already somewhat distorted eyes, but for fear of dripping onto Lin Shan's body, he hurriedly caught it with one palm.

Lin Shan raised her little head, a little incredible, and then rubbed it, feeling the warm touch that she had missed, she hurriedly floated up, and leaned against Lin Wu's face.

The small soul body carried a trace of sadness that could not be dissolved, and stretched out his hand to wipe Lin Wu's tears.

"Don't.... Daddy is dirty...."

"But I don't want my dad to cry......"

Su Mu rubbed his eyebrows, and the voice of No. 1 in his mind slowly came, "Your mental power has dropped too much!" While not knowing what you did, it's best to stop the act! ”

"Even if it recovers, I'm afraid it will take a while! How unwise it is to be in this environment! ”

Su Mu nodded slightly, what he did before can be regarded as a trace of pity for him, to the father and daughter in front of him.

However, mercy is mercy, he should indeed leave enough mental power, after all, the fraudulent reality that brought Lin Wu back to his senses was about to be interrupted, and he would inevitably have to go through another fight.

Fraudulent reality is not a long-term rewriting of reality, but it is a pity that he can't breathe to recover his mental power, otherwise his fraudulent reality is not much different from permanently rewriting reality.

"Warm moments can't last long, and I'm sorry to separate you from your father."

Su Mu raised the Manifestation Drum, three seconds had passed, Lin Shan's soul was obviously a little resistant, but Lin Wu spread out his palm and stroked his daughter like nothingness.

"Go ahead, Writer Tang has done his best, I'm going to return to that delirious state."

Su Mu nodded slightly, took Lin Shan back, and did not immediately interrupt his ability, but looked at Lin Wu's body that was also paralyzed by cysts.

"You don't have any bones in your body, right?"

Lin Wu snorted, did not deny it, but nodded by default.

"Third place .... bones...."

Su Mu lowered his eyes, just now when he was fighting with Lin Wu, he felt a force coming from the other party's body, not the power he imagined Lin Wu's posture to have.

Feeling the rest of his spiritual power, Su Mu exhaled slightly and interrupted his ability.

Soon, Lin Wu's demeanor instantly became sluggish, and a familiar incense scent re-entered Su Mu's nose.

With the corners of Su Mu's mouth twitching slightly, Lin Wu took out a rusty kitchen knife from behind him.

Why didn't he notice just now?

Although this knife is not as evil as it looks just now, a rough estimate is that if this knife is cut into the body, it will be a curse.

For example, tetanus.

Raising the [Abandoned Bone Chopper] in his hand, Su Mu hesitated for a moment and took it back.

This weapon is not very good to use against the opponent, and there may be unexpected situations.

Under the gaze of the live broadcast audience, Su Mu stretched out his hand to take a photo, and the kitchen knife on the ground that Lin Wu had dropped before flew into Su Mu's hand.

It was not so much flying, but rather like a video played backwards, it slowly flew back into Su Mu's hands.

[Death Declaration (F-Rank Weapon): "Chop", "Knock", "Peel Off"!] When you lie on the cutting board, the bell of death will wake up your soul, and when you damage an enemy, the enemy will be bound by the black blood above, and their constitution will be reduced by one (chargeable)]

Looking at the attributes that appeared on the kitchen knife, the three words that could be charged at the back were indeed unexpected by Su Mu, but the name of the weapon made him complain slightly.

I really didn't expect the name of the F-class weapon to be so domineering.

"Next, it's time for the second round."

His eyes returned to Lin Wu's body, and seeing that the ninety favorability that Lin Wu had gained since recovering Qingming had now dropped back to zero, Su Mu muttered to himself.

"This time, I'm going to have to do it quickly."