Every day the puppet is playing dead

The two kits have been delivered, and Mr. Hua's mission has been completed.

Since Yuan Wuxin and Chongyu are distinguished guests of Lingxian Pavilion, Mr. Hua arranged them in the guest room of Wanhua Valley when he saw that it was getting late.

As for Xiaobai...

Mr. Hua wanted to take Xiaobai away directly, but when he turned to leave, he stopped suddenly.

When everyone was puzzled, Mr. Hua looked up at the sky and murmured:

"The sun is going down soon."

Indeed, now that it is getting late and the sun is setting, the moon far away in the sky is gradually revealed, hanging translucently on the horizon, with raised edges, and it is not yet a perfect circle.

"The sun is setting, it's time to go to bed."

Mr. Hua lowered his head and murmured, he was a little out of his mind, as if there was something else that haunted him in his dreams.

Yuan Wuxin saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows:

"sleep?"

At the cultivation level of Mr. Hua, do you still need to sleep?

The servant on the other side hurried over to smooth things over:

"The two guests come with me. My master has not been feeling well recently. It should be time to rest."

"uncomfortable?"

Yuan Wuxin glanced at Mr. Hua, who was standing in front of him, with his back to him, standing where he was, as stiff as a piece of wood.

Yuan Wuxin chuckled lightly and said:

"If your master is still not feeling well, then everyone in this world will probably die."

The most indispensable thing in Lingxian Pavilion is a doctor.

The servant didn't dare to speak too much, so he just laughed along with him, trying to draw the three people away as soon as possible.

"By the way, what about that person?"

Seeing that Mr. Hua seemed to be in a state of bewilderment, it was impossible to respond to him, and finally Yuan Wuxin slightly raised his chin and gestured towards Xiao Bai.

Xiaobai kept pretending to be innocent by the side, and if he could minimize his presence, he did so, and never said a word.

Now, being pointed out so bluntly by Yuan Wuxin, Xiaobai blinked, and under everyone's gaze, like a small mushroom after the rain, slowly "clicked" out of the shadows, and then looked at the servant.

Servant: "... this... let's just forget it."

Now that Mr. Hua is like this, it's terrible. As servants, how can they have the intention to snatch someone from the "honored guest"?

In the end, Xiaobai could only let it go.

After Mr. Hua left in a hurry with his people, Yuan Wuxin withdrew his gaze and clicked his tongue:

"That Mr. Hua has a problem."

Chong Yu thought so, and nodded.

The gorgeous clothes on that young master Hua are beautiful, but the flash dazzled his eyes, and he couldn't remember what that young master Hua looked like.

Being a peacock is not the way to do it.

Afterwards, Yuan Wuxin lowered his head and looked at the black kit in his hand with an inexplicable expression.

He squeezed the kit several times, hesitated, and slid his fingers over the rope on the kit several times, but finally let go.

"Would you like me to help you open it?"

Guessing what's in the kit is like playing a game and drawing cards.

Chongyu forgot the pain when his scar was healed, curiosity successfully lifted him up, he even forgot how he cried while hugging Yuan Wuxin's thigh before, so he leaned over and asked with great interest.

"No need for now, go back and open it."

Yuan Wuxin took back the kit bag in his hand, then turned around, smiled slightly at Chongyu, and asked,

"Your beauty has an appointment tonight, so are you going or not?"

Chong Yu: "..."

Damn, he shouldn't have come here.

Thinking of this, Chongyu showed Yuan Wuxin an awkward and ingratiating smile, and then tried to shrink back.

In the end, Yuan Wuxin grabbed Chongyu's face, pulled the flesh on his face, and continued to ask with a smile:

"Eleven, what about the master asking you, answer the question."

Chongyu shivered for a moment, the eleventh part of his body started clamoring frantically for him to answer his thoughts immediately, honestly and sincerely, Chongyu's eyes were in a daze, and he said in a low voice:

"This subordinate...just wants to be with the master."

The next second, Chong Yu came back to his senses. He didn't expect his body to answer the question directly. He was immediately ashamed and annoyed. He raised his head, broke free from Yuan Wuxin's shackles, and then glared at Yuan Wuxin .

Yuan Wuxin took his time, put his hands on his chest, and raised an eyebrow at Chongyu.

...In an instant, Chongyu's previously built-up backbone disappeared in front of Yuan Wuxin.

He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said that he didn't want to continue talking.

"Forget it, let's go."

Seeing Chongyu stubbornly refusing to explain again, Yuan Wuxin waved his hand, but he was too lazy to continue pestering, so he turned and left.

Chong Yu was a few seconds behind on the spot, and then he still followed behind Yuan Wuxin.

Seeing the two walking one after the other, Xiaobai dared to get closer. He followed Chongyu and asked in a low voice:

"Hey, what is your relationship with that npc?"

Before, in Xiaobai's eyes, he thought Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin were friends, but one was stronger and the other was weaker;

Now, through the interaction between the two just now, Xiaobai knows that it turns out that he is the purest person here——

It is clear that the two people in front of them are in a master-servant relationship.

Still a strange master-servant relationship!

"Accordingly, isn't it generally the player who is the master?"

Xiaobai showed a puzzled expression, and he asked, "Why is that npc the master?"

Chong Yu: "..."

After paying attention to Zhongyu's indescribable expression for a moment, Xiaobai suddenly realized:

"I get it, you're a masochist."

Chong Yu held his breath, he almost choked to death.

"Otaku is really scary. You come to the game to find a shake.s."

Xiaobai shook his head and sighed to Chongyu.

After listening to Xiaobai's words with a dark face, Chongyu finally realized that everyone who plays this game is actually not a normal person.

At least his and Xiaobai's brain circuits are not normal.

Anyway, seeing that Xiaobai was completely immersed in his own brain logic, Chong Yu didn't bother to continue explaining, and his eyes towards Xiaobai suddenly became as gentle as water:

"Yeah, I'm such a pervert. You are so close to me, is it interesting to me?"

These words immediately blocked Xiaobai's chattering mouth.

Although it is very exciting to read novels or something, in fact, in normal life, no one wants to be targeted by perverts.

At this time, Xiaobai seemed to have a sense of crisis. He smiled embarrassingly, shrank his neck, and followed Chongyu obediently, not daring to say a word.

After that, along the way, the three of them didn't say a word, and the only thing left was the sound of everyone's breathing.

The three of them were brought by servants to the small building in Baihua Valley. The small building has three floors and is facing the sea of ​​flowers in Wanhua Valley. Standing on the highest point of the small building, you can overlook the entire Wanhua Valley.

After bringing the man, the servant left.

Yuan Wuxin pushed open a door, took a step in, and asked abruptly:

"Eleven, tell me, shall we go tonight?"

Chongyu thought that Yuan Wuxin would just let this matter go if he didn't mention it along the way, but unexpectedly, Yuan Wuxin brought up the old matter again at this time.

Chong Yu bit the bullet and thought for a long time, finally only dared to explain vaguely:

"I was young and ignorant back then, so there was no need to take it seriously."

"It's a sad thing to say."

Yuan Wuxin turned around, he leaned against the door, blocking the door just right, he continued with a smile on his face,

"Others have been waiting for you, why don't you give me a reply?"

The corners of Chongyu's eyes began to twitch, he didn't expect Yuan Wuxin to be so difficult.

So, Chongyu began to empty his mind, staring blankly at the void, trying to avoid Yuan Wuxin's questioning by pretending to be dead.

Seeing Chongyu pretending to be dead again, Yuan Wuxin was not angry, he raised his eyelids, glanced lazily at Xiaobai who had been pretending to be dead, and asked:

"Do you think Chongyu should go?"

Xiaobai, who had been eating melons by the side, immediately lit up when he heard his name, and the two words rang loudly:

"It's time to go!!!"

Xiaobai's two round eyes stared wide open, filled with the brilliance of gossip.

Who is Xiaobai?

He still considers himself a player until now, and this world is just a game world.

As a player, isn't the thing you like to do the most, fighting around?

When Chongyu first heard Yuan Wuxin call Xiaobai's name, he showed a desperate expression.

As a former player, Chongyu certainly knows Xiaobai's mentality. What's even more hateful is that when he did those toothache things back then, his mentality was the same as Xiaobai's now.

Even the desire for gossip in the eyes is exactly the same.

Retribution, all retribution!

Chong Yu took a deep breath, covered his face with one hand, and made a distressed expression.

"Very well, the minority obeys the majority."

Yuan Wuxin was very satisfied with this result, then he looked at Chongyu and said,

"You have an appointment tonight."

In desperation, Chongyu accepted the order feebly, and he subconsciously asked:

"Aren't you going?"

You know, Yuan Wuxin is very possessive. In Chongyu's view, he is simply the reincarnation of jealousy, but in the current situation, that Yuan Wuxin didn't even propose to meet people with him.

This is really the sun coming out from the west.

"Is this seat such a small-minded person?"

Yuan Wuxin grabbed one side of the door with one hand and asked.

Chongyu looked at Yuan Wuxin's posture, and then measured with his naked eyes the probability of his success in attacking and kicking Yuan Wuxin into the room. He knew it instantly, so he started to play dead again——

Yuan Wuxin is of course a small-minded person.

With this posture now, it seems that Yuan Wuxin didn't want him to enter the room at all.

After pondering for a few seconds, Chongyu looked up at the sky, and said to Yuan Wuxin seriously:

"Then I'm going to the appointment."

After speaking, Chong Yu turned and left.

Yuan Wuxin's face froze, but he didn't say anything, just maintained the previous posture, watched Chongyu's figure without saying a word, and disappeared at the stairs.

After Chongyu's figure completely disappeared, Xiaobai heard a crisp "click" sound nearby.

Out of curiosity, Xiao Bai followed the sound of the voice and saw Yuan Wuxin with a dark face, and a crack was visible to the naked eye on the door at his hand.

At that moment, Xiao Bai felt blessed in his heart, and he immediately said:

"I'm a little tired, let's go first."

It quickly disappeared from Yuan Wuxin's field of vision.

"Humph."

……

On the other side, Chongyu came to the mouth of the spring in Wanhua Valley according to the kit.

Next to a waterfall, there is a small pool, which is used by Wanhua Valley to water the flowers on weekdays.

It was still early, and Chong Yu was the only one here. He stood by the pool, looked down at the pool, and then sat down, propping his chin with his hands, and looked at the reflection in the water boredly.

"Is this world real?"

Chong Yu looked at the reflection and murmured.

The reflection in the water does not exist, but everyone can see it;

Since it can be seen, is the reflection in the water real?

Is his current body the reflection of another world?

Is it possible that in the world he was originally in, there was a person exactly like Yuan Wuxin?

"Then do you think I'm real?"

A gentle male voice suddenly came from behind Chong Yu.

Chong Yu froze for a moment, he turned his head quickly, and saw a man in white standing behind him——

The man had snow skin and black hair, and was dressed in white, which seemed to fall on him. There are only two dull colors of black and white in the world.

And these two dull colors melted all the colors, so that at first glance, no one could remember the real facial features of this person, and that person had nothing to do with "beauty" .

But even so, the man's eyes were full of light, but seemed to be shrouded in a misty mist. Once you saw those eyes, you couldn't move them away.

That person should be Gao Tian Guyue, but his temperament is as warm as jade, and he seems to be close at hand.

The two contradictory temperaments merged in him, but they complemented each other so well.

Chong Yu looked at the people behind him, and felt shy all of a sudden.

He stood up and asked with some embarrassment:

"Mr. Wen?"

Seeing Mr. Wen on the screen is completely different from seeing Mr. Wen in real life.

Wen Yunyu's extraordinary temperament made Chongyu feel ashamed. Chongyu, who had always been lawless, in front of Wen Yunyu, was like a boy who met his male god, and he didn't know how to let go of his hands and feet.

Seeing Chongyu like this, Wen Yunyu chuckled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

The old friends reunited here, and the atmosphere was just right. Behind the flowers on the other side, there was a small cry of pain:

"Don't pinch, your hand will break if you pinch."

Fortunately, the sound of the water next to the waterfall was very loud, and Chongyu and Wen Yunyu didn't hear it.

Xiaobai looked at his wrist with a mournful face, feeling that his wrist was about to break.

The instigator dropped Xiaobai's wrist with a dark face, he glared at Xiaobai, and said with disgust:

"useless."

"Tsk, go out if you have the ability, what does it mean for the two of us to squat like this?"

Xiaobai put his hands on his hips, he said resentfully,

"Aren't you the 'master' of Chongyu? Aren't you supposed to control everything about Chongyu?"

"To shut up!"