Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 67 Doomsday Paradise (5) Be good, or I’ll kill you
Zhu Xu had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He calmly looked at the clown and even said:
"Here comes a little devil. My Scott is hungry and can have a good meal."

He made a gesture, and the big snake, which was already eager to fight, showed its sharp fangs and pounced towards the clown, as fast as lightning.

However, the clown grabbed its vital point faster. The big snake struggled desperately with its bloody mouth wide open in his slender, cold white hand, and its thick body twisted into waves, but it was of no avail and could not be shaken at all.

The man looked at them with a smile, as if he was holding a rope, and the light in his eyes was extremely provocative.

Zhu Xu frowned and his expression became gloomy. The originally sunny and beautiful boy suddenly exuded a gloomy aura.

"Qi Yunxiao and the others said that he has S-level." Yan Jinyue reminded silently, "Your snake probably can't beat him."

As soon as she finished speaking, the clown pulled the snake's tail and threw it over like trash, landing right at Zhu Xu's feet.

The big snake felt very aggrieved, and quickly climbed onto its owner's shoulder, hissing non-stop, excitedly accusing the ghost of the crime it had committed.

Zhu Xu patted the snake's head, signaling it to be quiet, and stared vigilantly at the clown that was getting closer and closer.

"Since I've caught you, I win the game. Let me kill one for fun."

The clown laughed cruelly, "Tell me, you two little ants, which one of you will die first? ... Or are you two so close that you will die together?"

Yan Jinyue carefully looked at the clown's face painted with colorful paints. His contours were clear and smooth, and his facial features were superior and three-dimensional. Even with the clown's makeup, it was difficult to hide his good looks.

Especially those beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were long and sharp, dark as ebony, and emitting a cold light, which was the symbol of fragments.

It must be him.

Yan Jinyue was a little excited, and her eyes were a little hot, which made the clown look sideways, and then he couldn't look away.

The little girl has colorful candy-colored hair, which is fluffy and soft, making her look even fairer and brighter. The skirt is also colorful, with various colors of paint painted on the white lace skirt, and the whole person looks like a handful of candy beans with multiple fruit flavors.

The clown stared at her deeply and raised his thin lips slightly: "You——"

Yan Jinyue’s eyes widened slightly. Could it be that this fragment sensed her and fell in love with her at first sight?

She was looking forward to it, but the next sentence the clown said was: "You have good taste, you can kill me later."

He turned his head away and stopped looking at Zhu Xu, and said casually: "Then I'll kill you first."

A question mark slowly formed in Yan Jinyue's mind.

This was not what she expected. Shouldn't he immediately hold her in his arms, kiss her, hug her and cuddle her?
What the hell is praising her for good taste and killing her later?

Moreover, her taste... If the good taste he mentioned refers to the current set of colorful Mary Sue heroine limited edition costumes, then she really has nothing to say.

But she soon stopped thinking about all these messy things, because Zhu Xu had already started fighting with the clown.

They both used short knives in close combat. The clown dodged and attacked with ease, his figure was so fast that it left an afterimage. Even with the help of the snake, Zhu Xu was obviously at a disadvantage, with several bruises on her pretty face.

"Little ant, stop struggling." The clown spoke slowly and even yawned, "Hey, I'm a little tired."

As soon as he said "tired", Zhu Xu's body was bounced away by some force, hit the window sill, and bounced back to the ground, spitting out blood.

He struggled to stand up and wiped the blood from his lips.

The clown put away the knife and rubbed his wrist lazily, "Don't waste your time. Just accept your death. Isn't it better to suffer less?"

Zhu Xu glared at him fiercely and sneered, revealing his bloody white teeth. "I'm sorry, but it's still uncertain whether I will live or die."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Jinyue and gave her a sunny smile.

Yan Jinyue felt scared, blinked, and moved silently to a corner of the bed, but he still rushed over and grabbed her wrist.

Zhu Xu forcefully bent her chin, forcing her to look up into his eyes.

Those brown pupils, clear and soft, shimmering with starlight, captured her mind again in an instant, and Yan Jinyue felt her head becoming dizzy again.

"You don't want me to die, do you?"

The girl nodded slowly.

"Then die for me, okay?"

The girl nodded again. "What are you dithering about? Saying your last words to your lover?"

The clown walked over slowly, his fingers flexibly turning the handle of the knife, his smile gradually widened, "Don't worry, she's just one step behind you, she will be here soon--"

Zhu Xu curled his lips, pulled the girl up from the bed, and at the moment when the clown was about to arrive, he stuffed her into his arms.

The clown paused for a moment, looked down in confusion at the soft creature that appeared inexplicably in his arms.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhu Xu ran around him very quickly. In just a few seconds, both he and the snake disappeared without a trace.

The clown mechanically turned his head to look at the door where no one was, and then looked into his arms.

Yan Jinyue woke up from the strange chaos again, the sweet smell of candy penetrated her nostrils, and she realized that she seemed to be in someone's arms, and the fabric on that person's chest was colorful.

She thought of something and slowly raised her head, meeting a pair of cold yet speechless black eyes, and forced an awkward smile: "Hi, what a coincidence."

After she finished speaking, she felt that the clown's gaze became more and more strange. She shrank her neck, lowered her head, and slowly turned around, trying her best to reduce her presence.

She doubted that the fragment would kill her before falling in love with her.

The clown looked at her series of actions of trying to cover up her crime indifferently, grabbed her collar and turned her around.

He lowered his head, staring at her face with burning eyes, getting closer and closer, their breath blending together, so much so that Yan Jinyue suspected that he was going to kiss her. Her eyelashes trembled constantly, and a blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks.

however--

"Just make do with it."

The man's casual words came mercilessly, he suddenly withdrew his body, grabbed her collar and walked away.

"what?"

Yan Jinyue was still in a daze when a vine quickly came and wrapped around her waist, rapidly hanging her in mid-air, at least ten meters above the ground.

"what!"

She let out a scream of fright.

The man looked up at her, waved his hands up and down, and said impatiently: "It's too high, lower it a little."

The vines then let the person down and then dropped suddenly and quickly. Yan Jinyue screamed again with her eyes closed, and whimpered in fear.

Now it was about eight or nine meters above the ground. The man frowned, still not satisfied: "A little lower."

The vines put the person down again, causing another scream, until her feet were about ten centimeters off the ground, and she was finally stopped.

"Okay," he said.

Yan Jinyue opened her eyes tremblingly and found that the height she was hanging was not high, but her toes definitely could not reach the ground, so she could only dangle in the air.

The clown brought a sofa and lay down leisurely.

The place she was aiming at was within her reach with just a stretch of her hand, and it was exactly his face.

Yan Jinyue was a little confused at this time, but soon, a vine came over with a fruit plate and stuffed it into her arms.

"Feed me," said the clown.

Yan Jinyue almost doubted her own ears and widened her eyes in disbelief, "You are too..." too much.

The rest of the words were forced back by the clown's cold gaze.

The corners of his red lips curled up, and he said in a faint tone: "Be good, otherwise, I will kill you."

　The male protagonist in this world is a complete lunatic with abnormal brain circuits, but he asks his wife for forgiveness later on.

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