Every day the puppet is playing dead

The two walked in the forest one after the other, Yun Zixiao didn't speak, and Chongyu talking to himself was really boring, so he also closed his mouth and followed Yun Zixiao, walking slowly .

Weird, really weird.

Chong Yu vaguely sensed something was wrong.

How should I put it, he felt that Yun Zixiao seemed to be performing some sort of ceremony.

He has no idea what this ceremony is, but now Yun Zixiao should be walking towards a place that is very important to him, every step he takes is dignified and silent, like a memorial ceremony.

Yes, paying homage, Yun Zixiao is paying homage to someone.

When he realized something was wrong, Chong Yu should have left. He often did this and thought he should, but now, by some strange coincidence, seeing Yun Zixiao walking up the stairs alone, Chong Yu did not leave.

He followed Yun Zixiao like a ghost, very curious about Yun Zixiao's final destination.

The two of them walked on foot without using any spells, and climbed over one mountain after another. Finally, Chongyu couldn't help it anymore, and he asked:

"Yun Zixiao, where are we going?"

Now the two of them came to the bottom of a waterfall, there was no one around, and the dense grass proved that there were almost no human visits here. Chong Yu didn't think there was anything worth Yun Zixiao's visit here.

Hearing this, Yun Zixiao turned around, stood in front of Chongyu, and asked:

"Can't you recognize it?"

It is very quiet here, except for the sound of the waterfall.

Yun Zixiao stood beside a rock, looking at Chongyu with sad and hopeless eyes.

Under the gaze of such strong emotion, Chongyu was stunned for a moment, he looked around, at first he didn't find anything unusual here, isn't this just an ordinary wilderness?

So Chong Yu shook his head and asked back:

"Is there anything to recognize or not?"

Chong Yu didn't expect that after his words came out, Yun Zixiao's eyes became more and more sad, his sadness almost leaked out, and at the same time, the red mark between his eyebrows became more vivid:

"You should recognize it."

Seeing Yun Zixiao's appearance, Chongyu's heart began to sound an alarm crazily. He fell silent, looked around again, and finally found a clue on the rock beside Yun Zixiao——

The stone was covered with moss.

At the beginning, Chong Yu didn't notice the rock, but now after looking at it for a long time, he can see that there are spots of sword marks under the moss.

One of the knife marks was cut very deep, and the height was exactly at the neck of a person.

Chong Yu was silent.

He walked to the river next to the waterfall, walked three meters to the blue edge on the right, squatted down, and then under a tree, he picked up decayed leaves and dust, and found a rusty iron sword.

At the moment when he saw the iron sword, Chong Yu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He recognized it.

Here was once his death place.

The road he and Yun Zixiao walked before was the path he took when he escaped here.

After all, the scenes in the game are different from the real ones. Too much time has passed, and Chong Yu also died in a perfunctory manner at that time. Naturally, he did not recognize at a glance that this is the place where he died.

Chong Yu only remembered that it was a rainy day, and after he died, all his belongings were taken away, except for this iron sword, which was disliked by all those who besieged him, so he was thrown aside by a single person.

So, now, Chongyu has found his iron sword.

After all, the iron sword is just an iron sword. Over the years, it has been covered with rust. Chongyu tried to take the sword out of the dust, but the moment he took it out, the sword broke directly. A hand of black rust was left on it.

Chong Yu stared blankly at the rust in his hands. Through the black rust spots, he seemed to see his death that day——

The character he manipulated when playing the game was no longer just a character, but became himself. After a sword qi pierced his throat, the blood in his body sprayed out, scattered all over the ground.

It was raining heavily at that time, and it was strange that even that heavy rain could not wash away the blood flowing from his body.

In a trance, Chongyu was dizzy. He seemed to have returned to the rainy day when the bean-sized raindrops hit him and hurt him. At the same time, his body fell into the pool and was terribly cold.

"Chong Yu."

Yun Zixiao's cold voice pulled Chong Yu out of the hallucination.

Chong Yu came back to his senses, he turned his head and found that Yun Zixiao had walked by his side at some point.

Yun Zixiao glanced at the rusty sword in Chongyu's hand, bent down, took the rusty sword from Chongyu's hand, threw it aside, and said:

"It's all over."

Chongyu grunted in his throat, and he wanted to refute that if everything really ended like this, it might be a good thing.

But...is it really over?

After tidying up her bad mood, Chongyu forced a smile and said:

"I... seem to be a little too willful."

In fact, his tragic end can be avoided. If he hadn't died, he probably wouldn't have entered this game world, and he wouldn't have unintentionally left a psychological shadow on so many people.

Yun Zixiao didn't speak, he helped Chongyu up, and then said:

"That kind of character is very enviable, isn't it?"

Chong Yu stood up, walked to the rock, looked at the rock for a while, then turned to look at Yun Zixiao, and asked:

"What did you bring me here for?"

Yun Zixiao smiled, drew out his long sword, and said:

"You are my demon...I will kill you."

Chong Yu: "..."

Only then did he realize that he was playing off again.

Being pointed at by the long sword, Chongyu knew that if he confronted head-on at this time, he would have no chance of winning at all. He could only laugh dryly and said:

"Yun Zixiao, please be clear, I am still alive."

However, the expression on Yun Zixiao's face became more and more condensed:

"You shouldn't be alive. Do you know what will happen if you really come back from the dead?"

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

When a person violates the laws of heaven and earth and comes back from the dead, it will naturally cause a series of chaos and unknown.

"So, you want to kill me?"

The smile on Chong Yu's face froze, he put away the smile, and looked at Yun Zixiao with a complicated face,

"This time, let me die by your hands?"

Yun Zixiao was silent for a while, then he paused, his tone softened a little, revealing a sense of loneliness:

"This is for... the world."

The red mark on his forehead became more and more vivid, and the silver-gray pupils were bloodshot:

"You are also my demon."

"It looks like there's nothing to talk about."

Chong Yu suddenly realized why he left Yun Zixiao in the first place.

He smiled slightly at Yun Zixiao, and said:

"I know, when I left you, it was because you were so, so boring."

It's really boring to follow the rules and follow the rules.

Yun Zixiao's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously argued:

"I'm cultivating the ruthless way."

"What the hell said ruthlessly."

Chong Yu sneered, folded his hands on his chest, and decided that even if he died, he would die more violently.

"Let me tell you, the ruthless way is not about cutting off the thread of love. A person who cuts off the thread of love casually is a coward."

This is a cliché again.

In Chongyu's opinion, the ruthless way is not to cut off love.

The lowest state of the ruthless way is to close all human emotions and treat oneself as a machine. Doing that is no different from dying.

In fact, the highest state of the ruthless way is to be like the way of heaven, to have great love for everything in the world, and to treat everything in the world equally.

Chong Yu has always sneered at Yun Zixiao's "ruthless way". He didn't say it before because he was afraid of shaking Yun Zixiao's sword heart. Now, he finally said it.

"You want to kill me, is it for the sake of the world, or for your own selfishness?"

Chong-yu asks a fatal question.

Faced with this question, Yun Zixiao gritted his teeth, bleeding from the corners of his lips, one hand clutching the hilt of the sword, his knuckles turning white:

"Stop making excuses."

Yun Zixiao suddenly raised his hand, a fairy sword was surrounded by sword energy, the next second the sword light scattered, he stared at the figure in the sword light without blinking, the tip of the sword in his hand pointed directly at Chong Yu throat.

"Ding--"

With a soft sound, Yun Zixiao froze on the spot.

The tip of his sword touched a defensive circle.

Chong Yu froze for a moment, he looked at the black figure in front of him, and subconsciously took a step back.

He wanted to turn around and run away now, but rationality prevented Chongyu from making such a decision that was completely courting death.

"Origin, nothingness, heart."

Yun Zixiao looked at the black figure in front of him, and called out the person's name word by word. He gritted his teeth and asked,

"What are you doing here?"

"If I don't come, won't my puppet be dismantled by the dignified sword fairy?"

Yuan Wuxin's blood-red pupils were full of arrogance, he sneered, looked at Yun Zixiao's appearance, and laughed,

"Why, Lord Sword Immortal is going to be enchanted?"

Yun Zixiao narrowed his eyes slightly, retracted his sword, and asked:

"What's your relationship with Chongyu?"

"No way? Master Sword Immortal still can't see it?"

The malicious smile on Yuan Wuxin's face widened,

"I made Chongyu, my puppet."

Having said that, Yuan Wuxin turned his head slightly and looked at Chongyu behind him:

"Really? My eleven?"

Chong Yu, who was silently lingering back, was taken aback for a moment. He glanced at the black and white figures in front of him spinelessly, and finally nodded resignedly:

"Yes Master."

The word "Master" was just subconsciously said by Chong Yu.

As soon as the words fell, Chongyu realized that he had "blurred out" the word master, and was immediately annoyed.

Hearing the word "Master", the reactions of the remaining two were completely different:

Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, he turned his head to look at Chongyu who was standing behind him, and smiled.

It's not clear what that smile meant, but in Chong Yu's view, it was teasing him.

And Yun Zixiao's breathing stagnated, and the next second, the breath around him became disordered.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's just pitiful."

Yuan Wuxin turned his head and saw Yun Zixiao's pale face, he shook his head at Yun Zixiao, his tone was rather smug,

"It's really pitiful. It's been so many years, I still don't know what way I cultivated and what path I walked."

Yun Zixiao's eyes were red, he stared at Yuan Wuxin, and said:

"I... Chongyu won't go with you."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly:

"You? Do you think he will go with you? What kind of a person is you who can't even protect the people around you for the sake of the so-called righteousness?"

Yun Zixiao remained silent.

He was not good at defending, but just looked at Yuan Wuxin with colder eyes.

Seeing this, Yuan Wuxin became more and more rampant. He smiled strangely at Yun Zixiao:

"That being the case, it's better to let Chongyu choose for himself. He can follow whoever he wants to follow."

Chong Yu who was listening: "..."

He rubbed his temples, and in a trance, he returned to a long time ago, that time, Yuan Wuxin forced him to choose in the same way.

"enough."

Chong Yu stood up, he was standing between the two, and on the left and right were two figures, one black and one white.

After turning his head to look at the two figures, Chong Yu sighed and said:

"I won't choose anyone, both of you, shut up."

Yun Zixiao: "..."

Yuan Wuxin: "..."