Sure enough, it was Yuan Xuxue.

is also Yuan Xuxue, who can afford the previous fame.

Plus, he's a little weird. I didn't expect Yuan Yuxue to know Curly Hair.

Curly has been very famous over the years, and everyone knows that he is a very difficult character to mess with in high-level play, because his talent is already extremely strong in attack and temperament, and he has never seen him kind to anyone, including the people in his team.

But now, on the Yuan desire snow......

In fact, he couldn't see anything in just a few words, but the young man inexplicably felt that his attitude was really good, and he couldn't afford to be angry.

But not necessarily later......

The young man's heart tightened.

As he had expected, Curly was a knife that had come to remove all obstacles to their plans.

But I didn't expect that now that the knife has been sheathed, it has shown a dignified and upright temperament - it is also a miracle to let people like Curly Hair speak not by force, but negotiate peacefully.

"Stand out."

Curly said lazily.

So the players he brought with him honestly retreated a little to the side, and they didn't walk away completely, probably because they were afraid of Curly Hair and Yuan Xuxue.

- As for what kind of hands you are afraid of, it's hard to say.

Curly didn't have time to catch up with Yuan Xuxue, and the time he had earned over was actually not much, so he concisely explained the current situation.

Curly hair is somewhat similar to Yuan Xuxue in a certain aspect. He was quite blunt, and explained the stakes in a nutshell without any subtlety, and after a little hesitation, he spoke, "I know we're doing something evil. ”

"But it can't be helped."

He held his head, rare and positive, "I want to live, and they want to live." ”

"Other than that, there's no better solution." He said sullenly.

The dungeon really didn't leave them with the best of both worlds, either sacrificing some of the human race, or everyone dying together in this dungeon.

"They can't die." Yuan Yuxue said.

In fact, the young man still can't figure out why Yuan Yuxue did this-for a group of people who have nothing to do with his own interests, taking such a big risk, and even openly opposing the player group, but even if he does this, he may not be able to save people back.

However, Curly, the killing god, actually bowed his head slightly, and did not refute Yuan Xuxue at all.

Instead, he asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

When the words came out, Curly nodded and said, "Yuan Yuxue, I owe you a life." I should have died in the dungeon a long time ago, so it doesn't matter if I give it back to you now. It's just that I can't decide the life and death of others, and it's not me who you have to convince. ”

Yuan Yuxue faced the curly hair, but she didn't mention the enemy's stubble - it made the young man angry, why was he so fierce to himself.

Yuan Yuxue turned her head sideways, and her black hair was scattered.

He obviously has the face of a young man, but his temperament is cold, very unlike a young man at this stage, black hair and white skin, only a little bright color on his lips, he said,

"I'll kill all those monsters."

Curly only felt a slight suffocation in his heart, "You can't kill it." ”

This is the rule of the dungeon, and it is brutal and unreasonable, as if the monsters in each dungeon have been swept in, and they have to be peeled off here.

Yuan Yuxue didn't refute, "Maybe." ”

"So I just need a time." Yuan Yuxue said lightly, "Before I die in battle." You can't do it. ”

Before he came, he had already seen the end of his death.

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The young man only felt a slight suffocation in his heart, as if there was a bottomless ancient bell that had struck hard in his heart.

He looked at Yuan Xuxue almost incredulously, and couldn't imagine how he could say such a tragic thing in such a calm tone - Yuan Xuxue is undoubtedly a strong man, but such a strong man has to die for the humans in the copy, why?

They can obviously survive well, why do they take the initiative to provoke such a calamity?

His heart was in turmoil, and the curly hair seemed to be silent for a moment, and then, unimaginably, he let out a low chuckle.

The laughter seemed to be hidden in the chest, trembling, very low, and very deep. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to roll out the bright red heart.

After a brief burst of laughter, Curly said:

"I know."

"I know you're going to do that." Curly said, "Yuan wants snow." Sure enough, it's your style. ”

The young man beside him, turned his head sharply, stared at the curly fur tightly, and his movements were as big as if he were a robot in disrepair and sluggish lubrication, and the arc was so large that he was afraid that it would make people worry that he was about to break his neck. The young man looked at the curly hair with such a damn - what is it called Yuan Yuxue's style?

Did he do it — more than once?

Curly did remember that Yuan Yuxue was about to leave the copy at the last moment in the Tricky Game dungeon.

He always did. That heart, the knife in his hand, has never changed.

At the beginning, Yuan Xuxue could die soundly for their group of players, but now, why can't he be calm for so many people?

But thinking like this, the look in Curly's eyes slowly sank.

"Yuan Desire Snow." He lowered his voice again and shouted Yuan Yuxue's name.

"But do you know that even if you die, you may not be able to save them?"

He spoke slowly, his throat burning like a steel-clad knife.

"The ending is always the same, and there is no point in struggling – when you die, no one will know what you did, and no one will remember what you did."

Yuan Yuxue seemed quite strange as to why Curly Hair reacted so strongly. He tilted his head slightly, looked at his expression, and the almost unconcealable emotion that came up from the bottom of his eyes, and paused slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Yuxue actually laughed.

Yuan Yuxue actually rarely laughs.

So much so that when he laughed, his already beautiful and excessively beautiful facial features became more brilliant because of this rare color.

Even at such a critical moment, Curly couldn't help but be stunned.

"Someone will remember." Yuan Yuxue said, "...... Curly. ”

Yuan Yuxue wasn't just calling him by name.

At least he'll remember.

The curly hair seemed to have been punctured by something, and his head turned away suddenly, even if he still had a stinky face, the emotions on his face could hardly be hidden.

He looked ugly like this for a long time before he replied in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

As if he couldn't help it, he still spoke, and added coldly, "If I didn't die, I'll remember it for you." ”

Yuan Yuxue knows.

Maybe he can't change the ending, but if he doesn't do it, those people really won't have any life.

In fact, he has carried out many tasks that are theoretically bound to fail. There is a lot to pay, and if you fail, it will be a meaningless price. But in the end, Yuan Yuxue came back alive.

In the process, he lost many of his fellow war robots.

Yuan Yuxue didn't think of them as companions before, but now she pretty calmly summed them up in that part.

That's a companion.

He remembered.

Yuan Yuxue has spent every day in countless killings, accompanied by death, not to mention that the future is bright...... In those days, there is hardly a future.

Yuan Yuxue is actually very accustomed to such "sacrifices", but it is because of the shackles of the robot code he was born with, and he was born to strictly follow the orders of the laboratory, but now-

In the dreary dark sky, there seems to be a "swimming dragon" rolling and struggling in it. So much so that the clouds that were not chaotic actually leaked a ray of heavenly light. At first glance, it looks like a thunderbolt, forcibly splitting this layer of darkness, but there is no thunder.

Yuan Xue thought.

It's up to me to do it myself.

Even if it is used for the reason of damage and failure, Yuan Yuxue now rarely thinks frankly that it is me who wants to do it myself.

It was my heart that told me.

Spreading out of the chest was human flesh, a living, hot, beating mortal heart.

Curly was ready to leave. Since he promised Yuan Yuxue, he would never let those humans out to feed the monsters before he died, and he would definitely do it.

There isn't much time, and now it's time to go back and prepare, and the people originally sent will have to be pressed back.

Actually, in this respect. He's still helping the players to stop them from struggling uselessly. It's definitely not a good thing to face Yuan Yuxue. Curly tilted his head in thought.

Just watching him leave, the players who came with him - most of them belong to Curly, but some of them are original solo players. I was in a trance when I saw this scene, and I couldn't sit still.

Probably because Curly Hair was very powerful, they didn't directly object to Curly Hair, but just called out his name with some complicated meanings.

"Do you want to go back like this?"

When they said this, they felt that Yuan Yuxue's gaze fell on them. I don't know what kind of emotion...... It wasn't fear, it was just a moment that made them stiffen, and they weren't in the mood to continue.

"Or else?" Curly hair is neither yin nor yang, and snorted strangely, "Don't worry, I will shut them all up, presumably they will also very much agree with Yuan Xuxue's proposal." ”

"Where is the line?" Curly also glanced at Yuan Yuxue, "He also owes favors, let him have a headache." ”

The players: "......"

Yuan Yuxue looked at him, and then showed a fleeting smile.

The curly-haired man is leaving, and his mouth is still unwilling to stop. Probably because of the inexplicable irritability and panic in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, even if he walked a few meters away, he turned his back to Yuan Yuxue, and he still had to speak, "Let's go." Goodbye - I can't think of anyone else who cares about those lives but you. ”

The smile on Yuan Yuxue's lips has long since faded. It's like a spring breeze that blows through the greenery and then dissipates without a trace.

The curly hair disappeared into the darkness very quickly, and Yuan Yuxue could no longer see the other party's figure. He didn't seem to care if Curly could hear his reply.

"They care."

Yuan Yuxue said softly.