“……”

Changsheng didn't say that his face was not disguised. The enemy who harmed her whole family was not dead, and she naturally had to lower her sense of existence. There is also that Haoyue Dao person, I don't know where he is at the moment, Changsheng naturally won't let himself be so abrupt.

And this plain Rakshasa Demon Cultivator is not familiar with himself at all, right? Why do you care so much about the disguise on your face?

At this time, Rakshasa seemed to be in a state of inability to communicate, and he muttered some nonsense words in his mouth, and by the way, there was inexplicable contempt in his eyes. This contempt is naturally directed at immortality.

"You're so clever that you've put a layer of disguise on yourself. Why didn't I disguise myself in the first place? If I had been so smart, wouldn't I have been ignored and disgusted by them? But I really didn't mean it, who can control this kind of thing......"

Changsheng stared nervously at the rakshasa opposite, and the hatred in his hand was pinched into a layer of cold sweat. Mu Ze was also extremely nervous, not only worried about himself, but also Yan Rong. Yanrong struggled to get out of the air all the time. But the madman didn't know what he used to freeze him in the air, and with a slight struggle, the blood flowed uncontrollably.

Looking at Yan Rong's pale face, Mu Ze really wanted to persuade him not to work so hard, but he couldn't say anything about this situation.

At this point, Rakshasa finally came back to his senses from the strange remembrance, and he was still floating in the air, as if he was very disdainful of the dust on the ground of the flying boat. Looking at Changsheng and the others condescendingly, Rakshasa showed a rather ironic smile.

"It's your bad luck too. It's time to meet me when I'm in a bad mood. So, let's play a game, and if you win, you can go. If you lose, you will die. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, three cold daggers pressed against their throats, almost stabbing blood, and they were not allowed to struggle. Gritting his teeth, Changsheng forcibly suppressed his desperate impulse with Shang Muze's expression of 'don't be impatient'. She knew that Mu Ze's seniors had contacted the clan, and someone on one side would come to save them, and all they had to do now was to save their lives before those rescues came.

"I see you've all acquiesced, so let's get started. The name of this game is 'See who's the bad guys'. If my last word falls on whoever is going to be hit immediately. Of course, the location of the dagger fall is random, and I don't know. Wait until after three passes, if one of them gets more than two cuts, then that person loses. Those who lose will be punished, and how about we continue with the rest? ”

Not so good.

It's a dead end! No matter how you choose, you will be stabbed by that dagger! The difference is just a matter of order.

But they have no other way to go now. Glancing at Yanrong's predecessor who was pale in mid-air, Changsheng could only agree.

"That's great, let's get started!"

Rakshasa was inexplicably excited from the time he first proposed this game, and at this time, after getting the consent of the three of them, he was even more excited as if he was sick, trembling all over, and his cheeks were red.

Holding out a finger to point at Changsheng, Rakshasa showed an excited and perverted smile, humming a strange tune in his mouth, and slowly moving his fingers.

"The family has a daughter who has just grown up, raised in the deep boudoir and is unknown, it is a peony and the fragrance of the sky, but as a man, a man, cause trouble......"

"There was a shocking sound of firecrackers, and the incense broke the soul in the heavenly fire...... So, who, is, bad, people? ”

Changsheng stared closely at the Rakshasa fingers in front of him, and he was especially nervous when he was nervous about the last four words, originally the last word should have fallen on him, but the Rakshasa fingers suddenly crossed him and landed on Yanrong senior, who was frozen in mid-air.

"Ahh It's really pitiful, I'm already seriously injured, how can I stand it now? ”

The dagger against Yan Rong's neck withdrew for three points, and then began to circle around Yan Rong's body, as if looking for a suitable place to stay.

Yan Rong's face became more and more pale, but he refused to beg for mercy at all, and he didn't look at Mu Ze and Yong'an at this time, for fear that the two of them would be angry because of themselves.

But Mu Ze couldn't help but look at Yan Rong, and then signaled that he was willing to accept this dagger on behalf of Yan Rong.

"I'm willing to take that blow."

Although Mu Ze is willing, it depends on Rakshasa. Obviously, when he heard this, the expression on his face changed significantly. He looked at Mu Ze and Yanrong in a daze, and seemed to be a little unable to react.

"Will you take the sword for him? Did you know you might die? After all, even I don't know where this knife will stab. ”

Although his tone was incredulous, Changsheng saw a trace of hidden anticipation in Rakshasa's expression. Changsheng paused, she couldn't figure out what this person was thinking for the time being. Rakshasa's mood has changed too much, one moment is normal, one moment is crazy, one moment is full of jealousy, and the other moment seems to have some sympathy.

Seeing Mu Ze nodding firmly, Rakshasa's eyes were filled with tears.

"It's so good that there is such pure friendship in this world, it really makes me envious. No wonder you were able to talk so happily before, it turns out that you have such a good relationship! ”

Hearing this, Rakshasa seemed to be somewhat normal again.

Just when the three of them thought that things had taken a turn for the better, the dagger that was spinning around Yan Rong suddenly fell and stabbed him in the left shoulder fiercely!

Changsheng almost saw the blade of the dagger peeking through Yan Rong's senior's shoulder, dripping with blood.

"Yanrong!"

"Hiko-senpai!"

Mu Ze and Changsheng looked at Rakshasa with eyes that almost killed him! He did it on purpose, he deliberately gave them a little hope, so that they felt that this person could also make sense, but in fact it didn't make sense at all! The rakshasas are going to drop the daggers when they have hope!

"Hahaha-"

Leaning back and forth in laughter, Rakshasa looked at the two of them who were grief and indignation, revealing an expression of getting what he wanted.

After finally laughing enough, taking a look at Changsheng and Mu Ze's grief-stricken appearance, Rakshasa covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Why are you two so stupid? I'm a demon cultivator, who told you I would have mercy? The tone is worried about others, but it's better to worry about yourself, right? The second game is about to begin! ”

Listening to the man's brisk voice, he gritted his teeth and waited quietly. In fact, countless rehearsals have already begun in my mind, and it will be more useful to attack the other party from which angle.

The three types of sorghum are not successful, and Pingjianghe, Town, Shanhai, and the world have all used it before, and it is useless at all under the absolute strength gap. Unless, she can use the fourth trick to comfort Pingsheng.

But she didn't have the feelings that could comfort her life!

(End of chapter)