Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 113 When Koi enters the horror game (16)

Can't run out!

The whole village is like a huge rotating cage, and Duan Youli is like a wild beast that is constantly biting and colliding in the maze. He tried his best, but was finally bounced back by the cold iron pillar.

He was overturned to the ground by a force of nothingness, he did not forget to protect Xiao Qinglong's head while rolling, and gently pressed him in his arms.

"pain……"

Nan Xian groaned in pain.

The scales on her abdomen had been pulled out, and her skin was as soft as a newborn cub. Even though the young man was protecting her, the ground still had a wound.

Bloodshots soaked through the heavenly clothes as thin as cicada's wings, and scarlet also stained the boy's eyes.

He picked him up helplessly, and the corners of his mouth, which always showed a hearty smile, were flustered and flustered: "I'll take you back to apply the medicine, and the pain will be gone soon."

The villagers chased after them and surrounded the two men with hideous faces.

"Let go of Lord Dragon God!"

"How dare you disturb Lord Dragon God to make rain, you damned outsider!"

"Kick him out of the village, he has blasphemed Lord Dragon God!"

The crowd was excited, Zhang Mengqi stood among a group of roaring villagers and looked worriedly at the boy holding the Azure Dragon God.

What she worried about finally came true.

But this is just a virtual character in the game, no matter how beautiful Qinglong is, how can he be attracted to a person who does not exist in reality?

The uproar made Nan Xian raise heavy eyelids.

The almond-like eyes were full of confusion just after waking up, the dark clouds cleared, and the scorching red sun in the sky illuminated the faces of the originally amiable villagers a little strangely.

The pain in her body made her remember what happened just now.

She glanced at the pale young man, then turned to look at a group of villagers who were ready to commit murder at any moment, and said in an ethereal voice, "He is my friend."

The villagers chewed on the word "friend" in astonishment, and their voices of beating and killing to expel the boy from the village became softer, but they were still restless.

The village head turned to face the villagers with a smile, signaling to be quiet.

"Since he is a friend of Lord Dragon God, it must be a misunderstanding, everyone should leave, Lord Dragon God will definitely choose another auspicious day to rain down the rain!"

The villagers dispersed unwillingly.

No one does not resent this villain who interrupted the Dragon God's rain.

They are like a group of blind beasts, selectively ignoring the pale and tired face of the dragon god and the blood-soaked clothes, all they know is that their goal has not been achieved.

The gears of the game are still turning.

Three days later, Qinglong still rained under the eyes of all the villagers looking forward to praying.

The village chief ordered a few strong men in the village to watch over Duan Youli, for fear of another accident like last time.

But no one expected that the dragon god would suddenly reveal his true form when it rained.

There was a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, thunder and lightning flashed across the dense sky, and desolate raindrops hit Qinglong's immature and fragile body that had lost the protection of its scales.

It was like silver needles falling from the sky, like punishment, Qinglong wanted to experience the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

There were bursts of dragon chants, and the pain and screams made everyone's heart tighten when they heard it.

The villagers were afraid that Qinglong would hurt others, so they backed away in fear.

Everyone was retreating, only the handsome young man was like a fish swimming against the current in the pouring rain, ignoring resistance and fear, he hugged Qinglong's neck and put his face against his face.

He can't understand dragon language.

But he knew that she must be crying for pain, it hurts so much...

Qinglong turned into a gigantic original form, and was dying in the temple, and it was that handsome young man who served Qinglong with him.

The villagers were dissatisfied with this, thinking that since the Dragon God came to Bu Village, the villagers of Bu Village should take care of it.

The hearts of the villagers are clearly revealed, the care is fake, and the truth is to take the opportunity to earn some money.

There is a rumor in the village that the village chief has less wrinkles on his face and looks younger recently, all because of taking Qinglong fairy blood every day.

People's hearts are ready to move, and there are not a few villagers who wander outside the temple every day. Duan Youli has already beaten up several villagers who sneaked into the temple and wanted to pull out their scales for blood.

After the villagers who were beaten away by him fled the temple, the villains in the village first filed a complaint, smearing and spreading rumors that Duan Youli took control of the Dragon God.

The villagers' resentment towards the boy grew stronger.

Days passed, and as described in the background of the game, the short and thin man and the people in his village brought the plague to Horror.

A month later, people in the village fell ill one after another. After more than a dozen people died, the people in the village were in panic. The village head led a large number of villagers to the temple to pray to the dragon god to get rid of the epidemic.

Little Qinglong is their only life-saving straw.

Their lives were at stake, and the villagers tore through their usual hypocrisy, broke open the simple and dignified temple gate, and rushed into the temple like evil spirits.

The temple is surrounded by green trees, flowers and plants, and in front of the main hall are two lifelike clay dragon statues made by craftsmen in the village.

At this time, behind the statue, under the hanging golden plaque, stood a handsome and cold boy.

He held a giant axe in his hand. The ax was polished so that it was extremely sharp, just like his pair of sharp and cold eyes, staring indifferently at the uninvited guests who broke into the temple.

Everyone was frightened by the cold and evil spirit circulating around the young man.

They stopped five feet away, staring at the giant ax that reflected their figures in fear, and shouted anxiously: "Get out of the way, we want to see Lord Dragon God!"

"Do you think you can stop so many of us? Everyone rushes together, I don't believe he really dares to kill people!"

"Yes! There are so many of us, are we afraid of him alone? Before he entered the village, Lord Dragon God clearly said that he is a plague god!"

"Plague God! Plague God!"

The villagers rushed over like a tidal wave. Duan Youli's eyes were fierce, he swung his ax and struck down, a large stream of blood splashed on his face and body, and the villager died with wide-eyed eyes.

"what!"

"Killed! Killed!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, but not everyone was scared away. Some people sneaked into the main hall while others were entangled with the boy, and went straight to the inside.

Seeing the weak dragon god on the ground, their eyes shone with strange light, as if what was on the ground was not a god, but a gold mine that had been dug out!

The villagers stretched out their hands greedily, tore off the dim dragon scales roughly and put them into their bosoms, and then used their dirty and dark fingertips to dig out the dragon meat.

They even lowered their heads like hyenas to tear and bite dragon meat with their teeth, eating dragon blood.

The young man chased into the palace, saw the scene in front of him, his eyes turned red with irritation: "Stop, stop! Don't touch her!"

The ax slashed at the villagers like crazy, the sharp ax pierced through the villagers' bodies, and the scales and dragon meat that fell out of the villagers' arms were immediately snapped up by others.

"what!"

The ax chopped off the hand that reached out to pick up the scales on the ground, and the man let out a miserable cry, his wrist was bloody.

(End of this chapter)