Chapter 220: Punish copy (2/2)
He made a decision he didn't even dare to think about.
The assistant suddenly rushed forward, twisted his hands like a broken bone, and viciously threw the unsuspecting fat house standing aside to the ground.
”Are you crazy? What are you doing!”
Originally, Fei Zhai watched the assistant's fingers fall off with bliss, and he was about to die.
He changed the plot once, and after Fu Er died on his behalf, Fat House was quite relieved.
Unexpectedly, the latter would pounce on him like a crazy dog, digging and digging his fingers on his clothes, the force added by his fingertips was so strong that he would directly leave scarlet blood marks on his body, and there were even nails on the spot. Fracture, the pain was so painful that the fat house screamed.
”Hee hee hee hee, I found it.”
The assistant giggled, his head tilted to his shoulders like a broken machine.
From the beginning to the end, his eyes kept staring at the white-haired young man standing there, and the black mist in his pupils spread to the surroundings, too deep to reveal the slightest light.
In his hand, a small bottle was crushed on the spot by him, and the glass piece plunged deeply into the flesh and blood, dripping with blood.
However, he didn't notice this at all, and even lowered his head, trying to pick up the pieces of broken glass with his teeth and swallow them, crawling with his hands and feet to the place where the white-haired youth was standing.
Zong Jiu's heart made a big alarm bell, backing two steps, but suddenly he was grabbed by Ye Yingdi, who had been guarding him a long time ago.
This 100% ghostly upper body actor looked fiercely: ”I was asking you, what did you do in there just now?”
The answer to him was the physics holy sword that the white-haired young man smashed down.
Under the supernatural power of killing, even the spirit body received the shock, Li Gui couldn't help letting go.
So Zong Jiu ran towards the other end of the castle corridor without stopping.
Assistant This is a character who wants to forcefully occupy the fat house and change the plot. In this way, it would be the scapegoat fat house who was not performed according to the script, and not him.
But the problem is that the bottle in Fei Zhai's hand was what the props team had previously prepared for him, and used it to dispense medicine for the male lead and the vicious male.
Although Zong Jiu looked like he was bothered by other people's distracting sight, in fact, his vigilance had not been let go.
Cthulhu's curse is like a plague, and it can easily provoke the darkest part of people's hearts. So when he heard the assistant of the actor tell the props team to replace the empty bottles with real medicine, the director team and even everyone didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, and even kept claiming that it would better let the new actors into the play. They are ready to fight back.
In the darkness, the sound of running footsteps echoed in the corridor. After being blocked by the soft and heavy carpet, the dust left alone was raised high and scattered in the air.
For no reason, Zong Jiu was a little bored.
He likes excitement and challenge, but this punishment dungeon, whether it is a hint behind the main mission or something else, clearly shows that the main system is giving him a chance, giving him a chance to solve the curse on himself.
On the contrary, he would rather the ghost of the punishment dungeon have murderous intent on him, and he is reluctant to play such a game with no sense of expectation.
All solutions point to the last ending.
If no.1 did not come, it would be the npc with this copy, and the intention would have been obvious enough.
Furthermore, this curse is obviously not something that can be easily lifted, if you have to do something like that...
At least you have to choose a better bed. Companion.
The previous provocation was provocation, but he really wanted him to do this with the boss of this dungeon, Li Guiying, and that Zong Jiu hadn't come to the point where he had a relationship with ghosts.
After thinking about it, no.1 turned out to be the only optimal solution that can be selected.
Zong Jiu: ”...”
What's the matter of being a little upset inexplicably?
I don't know when, he has already ran a long distance. I don’t know if it’s a curse or I just delayed taking the colorless and odorless medicine. The body heat gradually rose, and the wet clothes stuck to the body. It was very uncomfortable. The neckline gradually slipped to the shoulders, revealing a little dark color behind the back, but the end came back again. Menacing gorgeous tattoos.
”Oh, does Mr. Magic miss me?”
A joke and familiar voice sounded in the shadows.
Cold hands wrapped around his neck intimately, and put a black suit jacket on the white-haired young man.
The ancient Egyptian cross amulet chain hanging down on his chest, clanking and hanging on his chest.
The devil's clothes were the same as his people, stained with cold temperature, not as if they had just been taken off from the body, but as if they had just been taken off from a clothes rack.
Zong Jiu turned his head, he didn't know when, he had already ran from the second floor to the third floor.
In other words, the shadow replaced the entire space, making him stand at the corner of the second-floor corridor for one second and run downstairs, and then came to the third floor in the next second.
On the third floor of the castle, facing the middle of the corridor, there is a small window cut into the wall.
The cold moonlight outside spilled in from the window, coating the youth's profile with a veil.
The black-haired man leaned against the wall, grabbed the hand of the white-haired young man, and pulled the person in front of him.
Zong Jiu's gaze shifted lightly: ”So fast? Are you finished?”
He was still worried about what had happened just now, and he was also willing to ridicule No.1.
Hey, it seems that there is no solution.
The devil raised his eyebrows and bullied himself up, ”Isn't this waiting for your Excellency the Magician to help me with my courtesy?”