The Fool of the Gods

Cheng Shi twitched his eyes slightly and replied unhappily:

"Either stand up yourself or continue to lie down and pretend to be dead. As long as you are not afraid of the cold and death, I think I will definitely have time to waste with you here. After all, it is you who are being chased by others, not me.

And I said: Speak first, then treat.

Poison, if you want to get treatment from me, tell me your secret first, otherwise there is no hope."

Listening to this cold negotiation tone, Poison sighed uninterested, and then her face gradually got rid of the paleness and began to turn red.

The assassin who was just dying seemed to have recovered in the next second. She gritted her teeth and pulled out the sharp arrow on her shoulder bone, struggling to stand up from the snow stained with blood.

But she still looked a little weak, so that she lost her center of gravity as soon as she stood up and staggered towards Cheng Shi. Seeing this, Cheng Shi sneered and turned sideways to avoid it, all in one go.

But this time he obviously underestimated the other party's determination to approach him. He saw Du Yao suddenly pounce forward, and disappeared suddenly with the shadow in front of Cheng Shi. When he reappeared, he had joined the battlefield between Dayi and Gong Yangjiao.

Cheng Shi's eyes fixed, and he heard a roar from the front, and saw the three figures in the battle scattered and retreated in different directions.

Dayi retreated to the original position, with a solemn face, sweat soaking through his clothes, and the iron spikes in his hands had changed from one to three in each hand.

Gong Yangjiao's face was covered with blood, and his left cheek seemed to be pierced by someone. Blood dripped along his chin and neck, making his image even more crazy.

His scarlet tongue licked out from the rotten hole on his cheek, and rolled all the rotten flesh and blood into his mouth to suck and chew, and then stared at Du Yao, his face grim:

"Stinky bitch, I will peel off your skin to sew my face.

Then I will let you remember what real fear is!"

Seeing the main battlefield separated, Chameleon did not rush to go up again, but quietly hid in the wind and snow, and once again left the sight of everyone.

Jiang Chi frowned slightly and wanted to get closer to Dayi, but seeing that this gap light iron thorn did not seem to trust him, he moved two steps towards Cheng Shi's position and half of his body blocked Cheng Shi in front of him.

His move was not to protect Cheng Shi, but to reach a deal with Du Yao.

Because at this moment, Du Yao, who had escaped from the battle, returned to Cheng Shi again and lay on Cheng Shi's back in a exhausted way.

"Don't move, let me lie down for a while, I really have no strength."

Cheng Shi's eyes darkened, and he wanted to send this troublesome assassin away with a thunderbolt behind his back, but he didn't dare.

Because Du Yao's dagger had already been placed on his chest.

He had no doubt that this God-chosen assassin would kill him first when threatened, but he had no doubt that as long as he didn't do it, the other party would not kill him first.

Because this is Du Yao, she never likes to rely on sharp weapons to kill people.

What she likes is to let people kill themselves with desire, and she will only be the catalyst for people to make suicide weapons by themselves.

"Have I changed?"

Du Yao lay on Cheng Shi's back, hooked his neck and breathed like orchids.

"?" Cheng Shi frowned slightly, and didn't follow the other party's train of thought.

Du Yao saw him stunned and suddenly laughed, although weak and powerless, but still laughed wildly.

"I mean, after not seeing you for so long, you have become hard, then have I... become soft?"

As he spoke, Du Yao hugged Cheng Shi slightly with a weak hug.

"......"

Cheng Shi's body instantly tensed up, as if he was frozen in place by the raging snowstorm, not daring to move.

"Why don't you answer me, is my temper softer than before?"

"......"

Cheng Shi's eyes twitched slightly, thinking that I don't know if your temper has changed, I only know that the snow in the sky seems to have turned yellow.

Although Gong Yangjiao couldn't hear what Du Yao said to Cheng Shi, his expression became more ferocious when he saw the familiar look between the two.

"I underestimated your charm."

He glared at Du Yao with red eyes, and then squinted his eyes to look at Cheng Shi again.

He was thinking that a priest who never resisted Du Yao, how could he be a priest with backbone?

Maybe he had already been a toy in Du Yao's hands.

What bad luck, I thought it was going to be a fun hunting game, but now it seems that it will be blocked again.

"Little brother, I advise you to open your eyes and not touch any woman.

Some women are like fine wine, mellow and sweet; but some women... are poison, dry and rotten, and drinking it will kill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, without waiting for Cheng Shi to explain, the Screaming Earl suddenly jumped up and rushed towardsHe rushed over from the direction where the two were. His momentum was so fierce that Du Yao, who was lying behind Cheng Shi, frowned and said in a serious tone:

"Let's go first!"

As she said that, she threw a strangely shaped dagger at Cheng Shi's feet, and a large piece of white mist exploded instantly with a "bang".

Everyone on the field was afraid that the mist would carry the power of [Filth], so they all frowned and retreated. Only Gong Yangjiao rushed in without fear, but there was no trace of people inside.

"Mr. Jiao is so powerful, but unfortunately I'm tired today, so I won't play with you for now, let's make an appointment later."

Listening to the sarcastic words left in the mist, Gong Yangjiao roared three times and pounded the ground like crazy.

"Bang bang bang--"

"Stinky bitch, stinky bitch, I'm going to kill you, I'll tear you apart with my own hands!!"

The huge force made the whole square shake slightly. Feeling his anger, Dayi and Jiang Chi looked at each other solemnly and quickly evacuated.

Soon, there was only the howling of Fengxue and the beating of the Earl on the field. As for where the chameleon who had never been seen by many people went, probably no one knew.

The sight returned to Cheng Shi.

When the fog of poison exploded, Cheng Shi felt that his eyes were white, his body shook, and he was dragged away before he could react. When he frowned and opened his eyes again, he found that he had left the square and came to a dim attic.

The reason why he was sure that this was an attic was not because he could see the scene outside the window through the window to perceive the height, after all, the heavy snow outside was all white and he could not recognize it at all, but because the roof of this room was slanted.

Although the space here is not crowded, it is definitely not spacious. The staircase is not far in front of Cheng Shi. The handrail is old but polished. There is a stove with a faint spark on the wall beside him. The thin heat can only be said to be better than nothing when facing the cold brought by the two players from the square.

This is obviously a bedroom. The bed is a floor mat covered with bedding. The only furniture is a small coffee table like a low stool. There is a cup of water on the coffee table, and there is still steam at the mouth of the cup.

Cheng Shi took a quick look and found that he should have come to someone's home, but they came at a good time. At least they didn't meet the people living in this attic.

And the poison that was lying behind him just now fell in front of him with blood all over his body, with his back to him, motionless, and even no sound of breathing.

Dead?

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