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Chapter 49 The Scum in the Horror Game 22
He reached out and grabbed him out of thin air, and took him out of the room.

Luo Du knew it the moment he appeared, but he deliberately let him see that scene.

At this moment when his arm was grabbed, he turned his entire arm into a blade and cut through the restraints.

The man in white seemed like the purest being under the red moonlight at night, but the moment Yuan Chubai made his move, Luo Du knew who he was.

After all, a special energy in the body began to run around restlessly, trying to return to the body of its original owner.

"It's you? What are you going to do next to Momo?" He was worried about Ling Mo's safety at the first moment, and murderous intent was burning in his eyes.

Yuan Chubai thought of the scene just now, and the hidden skin seemed to have cracks, revealing some black mist and energy fluctuations with an ominous aura.

"You are just an ant struggling to survive. What qualifications do you have to touch her? Are you worthy?!" He sneered harshly, like an enraged beast, jealousy tormenting his sanity.

The black energy in his hand gradually expanded. It was a power that did not belong to horror games, or even to this world. At this moment, it made people's hearts tremble and made them want to kneel down and surrender.

"My sister is so noble...but you made her dirty, damn it...!"

Yuan Chubai is not really pure and harmless, he lives in the demon world, and although he was later trapped in this horror game as a boss, so what - if the God of Destiny had not said that he could find his sister here, he would not have stayed here honestly and would have returned to Wanyuan to settle the score with Xia.

When Luo Du heard the word "sister", his face instantly looked as if he had fallen into hell, dark and terrifying.

How did he know?
Did Momo tell him? Or did he also...

"You deserve to die..." A hoarse voice came out of his lips. He raised his eyes and his gaze instantly became sharp. His whole body turned into a sharp weapon and rushed forward, vowing to cut him into pieces.

The two of them started fighting.

Luo Du's skin has a metallic luster, and he is simply a deadly weapon as he changes at will, sometimes using a flying knife, sometimes using a long whip, but the most difficult thing is his body that turns into water. Once it touches the prey, he can lock onto it in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Chubai's abilities were originally restricted, not to mention that some of his energy fragments were absorbed by Luo Du. Although he was not completely tamed, it was enough for the two of them to stalemate for nearly an hour.

But some gaps are natural...

Luo Du stabbed his opponent in the chest with his knife at a tricky angle, but because he was too close, his soul was entangled by the black fire and burned fiercely.

Under the burning of the black flames, the pale skin gradually became hideous, the hair was burnt and curled, and it emitted a pungent smell of burning metal.

Because of the connection between the fragments, Yuan Chubai also felt the burning of hellfire.

Everyone said Luo Du was a madman, but Yuan Chubai was no less crazy - he was the kind of man who looked calm at ordinary times, but once he got out of control, no one could stop him.

Especially when it comes to Ling Mo.

"go to hell……"

In the blink of an eye, Luo Du was engulfed by flames as thick as ink. His immortal metal body would become harder after being refined by the black fire unique to the demon world, but the death of his soul was unstoppable.

Even if he felt the pain that ordinary people could not bear, Yuan Chubai just wanted him to die!

God knows when he felt through the fragments and knew what Luo Du was doing, his energy almost went out of control and ruined the entire horror game.

A golden light burst out from Luo Du's body, and then the purple-haired boy fell to the ground.

Luo Du's soul used props to escape.

"Heh, did you think you would be safe after escaping to the ghost world? If that psychopath Gui Xiao finds out that you have the scent of your sister, he will definitely make you... reduced to ashes!" Yuan Chubai saw the mark of the ghost world on the props. These props were all made by someone named Xia. She had taken away countless treasures from the Wanyuan Land, so it was not surprising that there were some from the ghost world.

All the fights have come to an end. No matter how powerful the humans in a small world are, they cannot defeat the people from the Land of Wanyuan.

There are countless small worlds in the 64 spaces, but beyond the 64 spaces, there is only one place where all things originate. That is the origin of all things, the main world.

Pushing open the door, Yuan Chubai looked down at the person on the bed. An S-level item was used on her, and she was unaware of it even though they were fighting outside.

His eyes fell on her slightly swollen lips, which were like delicate flowers, gorgeous and tempting to be picked. "Sister..." He ran his fingers across her lips, but he couldn't wipe them clean. Finally, his gray eyes became darker and darker, so dark that he was mad and fierce. He lowered his head and pressed closer.

The softness felt through fragments is different from that felt in person; it is sweeter and more addictive.

"Sister...you said you were going to look for someone...was it Luo Du...it doesn't matter...he's dead anyway."

A morbid smile of joy appeared on his lips, and his eyes were full of paranoia. He held the person in his arms, never wanting to be separated again.

Since some people are dead, don't think about resurrection. What if the soul fragments are found...the worst that can happen is that they can be smashed into pieces one by one.

*The land of all sources, the world of ghosts.

"Tsk, that kid is pretty ruthless."

"What should we do now, Master Gui Xiao? We dare not dispose of this person casually..."

"Of course I'm going back to where I came from! Why, does your love rival need to be well fed and well provided for? Let the fragments fight each other until they become smaller and smaller and can't be put back together."

"oh oh……"

……

The next day, Ling Mo woke up and realized something was wrong.

But there seemed to be nothing wrong with his body and the surrounding environment.

But the weird feeling before falling asleep lingered in my mind for a long time.

She pushed open the door and saw two people standing opposite each other.

One of them still couldn't see his face clearly. He was wearing a white Chinese-style gown, the hem of which was embroidered with red spider lilies outlined in silver thread. The aura around him was rare and impactful, with a sense of hostility.

A man with purple hair moving in the wind, skin with a cool mechanical texture, narrow eyes drooping downward, revealing a cruel look, and looks like someone who is not easy to mess with.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Waiting for you." The two looked at each other and tacitly concealed what happened last night.

Luo Du glanced at the mark behind Ling Mo's ear that did not belong to him. He clenched his five fingers tightly, with a cold look between his brows.

All the storms were suppressed in silence between the two of them.

Ling Mo is not so easy to fool, but when these two people, one is the male protagonist and the other is very powerful and his identity is unknown, fight... she will feel at peace.

The gold-rimmed half-frame glasses reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, shining on the door, revealing a hint of indifference.

There are three people in a yard, each with his own ulterior motives.

Players gather at the entrance of the teahouse and then go to Space No. 1 together.

During the break, Ling Mo found a quiet place to sit cross-legged, leaning against a tree trunk to rest.

"Momo, can you help me put this on?" Luo Du suddenly came to him, and Ling Mo looked at the thing in his hand in confusion.

Is this... a collar?
The boy held the leather riveted collar in his hand, and at this moment he begged her to help him put it on. In the quiet woods, there was a sense of bitterness.

"This is a prop." He pursed his lips, and seeing that she was unhappy, he had no choice but to hand the thing over reluctantly.

The moment Ling Mo stretched out his hand to touch it, the horror game system broadcast sounded.

　I revised Shura Field again and again, and finally I am somewhat satisfied with it. Another chapter will be posted today, and tomorrow will be posted at the usual time. It will not be so late again. (Sorry, my dears) (Poke your hands)

　　
　
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