Every day the puppet is playing dead

After Xiaobai and Chongyu searched like this, they actually searched for the whole day.

Chong Yu was going crazy. He searched almost the entire Valley of Flowers, but he didn't find any trace of Mr. Wen.

Near Wanhua Valley, Chongyu found a thatched cottage.

The furniture in the thatched hut is simple, with only a wooden table and a few chairs.

There is a pot on the table, the pot is a simple and rough porcelain pot, the surface is rough to the touch;

I didn't bother to decorate the body of the pot, but with a few simple strokes, I roughly outlined the shape of a flower.

When Chongyu was at the table, he couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

He has not been here for a short time, but from the delicate and exquisite things he saw along the way, it can be seen that under the management of Mr. Hua, Lingxian Pavilion has become extremely ostentatious.

Mr. Hua, who has always valued fame, would not like such a rough teapot, and he would not allow such a crude thing to appear here.

After removing the lid from the pot, Chongyu saw that there was still some tea in it. He lowered his head and sniffed the tea...

Although the puppet's sense of smell is not very keen, Chongyu can still tell that the tea inside is not bad.

People lived in this thatched cottage, and the last time the owner left was not long ago.

Probably less than a day left.

After searching for a long time, he couldn't find Mr. Wen. Chong Yu was a little discouraged. He sat on the chair in the thatched cottage, and through the window of the thatched cottage, he saw that the western sky outside was dyed orange by the setting sun.

It is already sunset.

It is impossible for him to find Mr. Wen and ask Mr. Wen to help.

Realizing that the day is passing so quickly, and tonight is the night of the full moon, Chong Yu supported his knees and sighed wearily.

He didn't even know why he was working so hard.

What is there to work hard for?

He didn't care about the lamp, he didn't care if he could get his eyes back;

Yuan Wuxin came here to find the lamp because he insisted on helping, and he didn't ask Yuan Wuxin.

Since this was Yuan Wuxin's own choice, why should he care?

What is Guan Yuan Wuxin doing?

……

But those were his eyes too.

If he doesn't care, who else will?

Chong Yu clutched his head, two completely different thoughts in his mind were at war between heaven and man.

The two ideas are completely opposite, but no matter which one is reasonable, no matter which side Chongyu finds reasons for, he can convince himself.

This kind of situation is completely divided, and Chongyu can't wait to divide herself into two people, one person is responsible for one idea and forget it.

"Huh?"

A white fox got in through the crack of the door.

Xiaobai looked up and saw Chongyu's dejected look. After thinking for a while, he squatted in front of Chongyu and looked at him obediently.

"You didn't find it either?"

Chong Yu asked.

Xiaobai shook his head.

"Let's go back."

Chongyu picked up Xiaobai who was on the ground, stroked his fur, and said,

"Tonight is the night of the full moon, I can't leave Yuan Wuxin alone like this."

I hope that when he goes back, Yuan Wuxin won't try to kill him.

Chong Yu smiled wryly.

Opening the door of the thatched hut, Chongyu met Mr. Hua on the path after not walking a few steps.

Both of them didn't expect to meet each other here, and both showed a surprised expression at the same time.

Chongyu hugged Xiaobai, subconsciously took a step back.

Mr. Hua was still wearing his fine attire, walking among the flowers, like a peacock eagerly trying to open its tail.

After seeing Chongyu, Mr. Hua showed a disgusted expression. He raised his hand, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and asked with a frown:

"What are you doing here?"

Is it necessary to despise him so much?

Seeing Mr. Hua covering his mouth and nose, Chongyu was upset, but he didn't show it on his face, and replied:

"I'm here to find Mr. Wen."

"Looking for him?"

Mr. Hua rolled his eyeballs, then his eyes fell on the white fox in Chongyu's arms, and asked,

"What? That fox in your arms is Xiaobai?"

Having suffered from Xiaobai before, Mr. Hua knew that Xiaobai's bloodline has the blood of the fox demon.

Chong Yu nodded.

And the white fox in Chongyu's arms seemed to have seen something strange, and was no longer afraid of Mr. Hua. Instead, it poked its head out in a daze, kicking its two paws vigorously in Chongyu's arms. , Looking in the direction, I want to arch towards Mr. Hua.

"Hey, hey, take the fox away from me."

Seeing Xiaobai's eager look, Mr. Hua took a step back, feeling even more disgusted.

"This little thing sheds a lot, don't let its fox fur stick to my clothes."

Shedding?

Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then it immediately bared its teeth at Mr. Hua, thinking of biting Mr. Hua.

Chongyu didn't dare to let Xiaobai seek death, he quickly held Xiaobai down, and then asked:

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Wen?"

"he died."

Mr. Hua replied angrily, then he turned sideways and waved at Chongyu,

"Hurry up and pass by me. I have something to go to Mr. Wen."

Chong Yu: "..."

If it wasn't for his request, Chong Yu would have drawn his sword long ago. He was uncomfortable seeing this flower peacock early in the morning.

"Then, I'll go first."

Seeing that he stayed any longer, Mr. Hua in front of him was afraid that he wanted to hurt people directly, so Chong Yu could only hurriedly lead Xiaobai past Mr. Hua.

The moment the two passed sideways, Chong Yu looked back by a strange coincidence.

This glance happened to meet Mr. Hua.

Because the two were very close, at that moment, the lingering white smoke on Mr. Hua's face seemed to dissipate at this moment, and Chong Yu saw Mr. Hua's brows clearly with a glimpse.

... so familiar.

Like where have you seen it.

Chong Yu thought.

But Chongyu didn't stop his footsteps. He didn't want to stay here to attract suspicion, so he quickened his pace and left the waterfall quickly.

"Ow Oo"

Shortly after leaving Mr. Hua, Xiaobai became anxious in Chongyu's arms, and kept barking at Chongyu.

How could Chongyu understand the cries of a fox? He subconsciously comforted Xiaobai, thinking that Xiaobai was disturbed by seeing Mr. Hua just now:

"Well, he's just a bad guy, we won't go looking for him anymore."

Xiaobai choked on this comforting method, and then he realized that the communication between Chongyu and it was just a coincidence, and it was not Chongyu who could understand what it said.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai choked speechlessly, but after a while, he grinned and gloated——

It can't be blamed for that.

What Xiaobai wants to say is that the dandy who passed by just now, from the system panel, the suffix of his name has changed again in the introduction of the npc above his head.

This time, on the hourglass suffix, a countdown appeared.

If Chong Yu went back to take a look now, he might be able to know why the suffix of Mr. Hua's name was like that.

Hey, why bother him so much?

Xiaobai nestled into Chongyu's arms, waiting excitedly for the moment when Chongyu knew the truth.

If Chongyu was a player, he would definitely go back and take a look;

But the problem is, after Chongyu entered this world, she never regarded herself as a player.

He was worried about Yuan Wuxin.

He wanted to go back to Yuan Wuxin's side immediately to see Yuan Wuxin's situation.

That's it.

It is often said that caring leads to chaos, and Chongyu should be regarded as such.

Taking Xiaobai through the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers again, Chongyu returned to the small building almost in despair.

Not surprisingly, as soon as Chongyu opened the door, he saw Yuan Wuxin sitting at the table, waiting for him to come back.

Yuan Wuxin's complexion was very bad. Anyone who was knocked unconscious by a knife and fell straight on the ground would have a bad complexion.

Seeing Chongyu come back, Yuan Wuxin sneered and was about to get angry:

"You are so brave..."

Unexpectedly, Chongyu came up directly, grabbed Yuan Wuxin's hand, and walked out eagerly:

"Let's go."

Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, he sat where he was, didn't move, and even forgot to get angry.

Xiaobai on the other side saw that the situation was not good, so he sneaked out through the crack of the door.

Xiaobai is too lazy to care about the grievances between Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin, it now has a new interest——

The system panel shows that the hourglass after the name suffix of Mr. Hua's npc has disappeared, replaced by a bracket, and there are only three words in the bracket:

"Wen Yunyu".

This opened Xiaobai's eyes, and it was the first time he knew that the names of npcs in the system panel could overlap.

So what is Mr. Hua's state now?

Xiaobai was so curious about this, he secretly went to the location of the npc shown on the system map.

Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin didn't know that Xiaobai was gone, even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care.

"I don't want eyes."

Chongyu wanted to pack Yuan Wuxin out, he didn't want to dive into such deep water,

"I can see without eyes."

I don't know what material the puppet's eyes are made of, but since Chongyu woke up, his sight has been very clear;

In Chongyu's view, there is no need to change at all.

"Are you worried about me?"

Yuan Wuxin asked back.

Chong Yu froze for a moment, and he retorted anxiously:

"No, I just..."

He stalked for a while, but couldn't find the best reason, so he continued to argue:

"I'm just thinking about myself and want to maximize my interests!"

After saying this, looking at Yuan Wuxin in front of him, Chongyu seemed to be bewitched, and added another sentence angrily:

"I don't want to leave you alone!"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Wuxin opened his eyes slightly, he looked a little silly.

"I……"

Chongyu realized that he had said something wrong, he didn't understand why he said it suddenly, and suddenly said angrily,

"No, I'm not..."

"eleven?"

Yuan Wuxin called the puppet's name abruptly.

Chong Yu was stunned for a moment, and he replied subconsciously:

"I'm here."

Then, Chong Yu covered his mouth.

"interesting."

Yuan Wuxin came over, he stretched out his hand, touched Chong Yu's cheek, his eyes were tender, and he smiled,

"It looks like you are Chongyu and my eleventh."

His eleven.

His heavy yoga.

"I……"

Chongyu stammered, he didn't know how to resist, his body even unconsciously leaned towards Yuan Wuxin's side when Yuan Wuxin approached him because of his grievance.

Yuan Wuxin didn't speak, he held Chongyu's cheek in his hands, and focused on Chongyu's eyes.

Chongyu's eyes are black and beautiful.

Those beautiful black eyes are like the thousand-year-old black pearls in the East China Sea. They are warm and moist, but at certain times, they are extremely charming, like an abyss, which makes people afraid but wants to find out.

perhaps……

After Chongyu's death, they used those eyes as wicks, which was a correct choice.

This kind of thought flashed through Yuan Wuxin's mind, and then Yuan Wuxin came back to his senses. He gently rubbed the corner of Chongyu's right eye with his thumb, and said calmly:

"Do you know? I spent a lot of time trying to find an obsidian that could fit into your eyes."

Not only a lot, Yuan Wuxin's picky look at the beginning almost searched through the treasury of his predecessor's demons, only to find a pair of obsidian that "barely fit".

After polishing, Yuan Wuxin handed over the pair of obsidian to Yi Sheng, asking him to put it on the puppet.

When the puppet opened its eyes for the first time, Yuan Wuxin was extremely satisfied.

But as time passed, Yuan Wuxin became more and more boring.

Dead things are dead things after all.

Maybe even Chongyu didn't realize that because his eyes are now made of glass, when he looks at a person, no matter what Chongyu himself says, no matter how focused Chongyu himself is, those eyes are always empty. The ground reflects the shadow of people and floats on the surface.

Too fake.

Yuan Wuxin wants Chong Yu's eyes to go back, but also has his own selfish motives.

He knew very well that Chong Yu was a habitual liar.

The only way that Yuan Wuxin can tell, and the only way to prove that he is different, is to look deeply into Chongyu's pupils through Chongyu's original eyes, to see if he is in his heart.

Chong Yu didn't understand, he asked blankly:

"what?"

"Maybe I should make it clear to you in another way."

Yuan Wuxin was silent for a few seconds, then he suddenly reached out and used his fingers to goug out one of the puppet's eyes.

Yuan Wuxin was never procrastinating, he stretched out his fingers, and used his fingers to dig out the eyeballs in the puppet's eye sockets. The whole process took only a blink of an eye.

The puppet immediately lost his left eye, leaving only a black hole in the socket of the left eye.

This kind of scene should look very scary, but because the puppet itself is insensitive to pain, and the eyeball is not his, so Chongyu still maintains a blank expression under Yuan Wuxin's palm.

After the eyeballs were gouged out, Chongyu rolled them blankly, and with his only remaining good eye, he looked at the black gem between Yuan Wuxin's fingers.

Chong Yu opened his mouth slightly, and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it in the end.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Yuan Wuxin squeezed the obsidian in his hand, fixed Chongyu's face, and then stuffed it back.

Chong Yu blinked, and his field of vision changed from half bright to half dark, back to the previous normal field of vision.

After the whole room was silent for a few seconds, Chong Yu covered his eyes and said weakly:

"My eyes... it seems that it is really necessary to take them back."

At this time, Chongyu focused on himself wholeheartedly. He realized again that no matter how real his puppet body was, it was not as good as his original body.

His body parts must be returned.

When Chongyu was absent-minded, Yuan Wuxin approached Chongyu, and he took out the white porcelain bottle that Chongyu had taken away from Chongyu.

When Chongyu came back to his senses, he saw Yuan Wuxin holding the white porcelain bottle. This time he didn't stop him, but looked at Yuan Wuxin worriedly, and asked:

"Are you sure you want to drink that potion?"

"We don't seem to have any other options."

Yuan Wuxin shook the medicine bottle in his hand and said.

It was already late at this time, the sun had completely sunk, and the white moon gradually revealed its true face from the west.

The moon has not completely turned into a perfect circle, but it is not far from a perfect circle. It must not be long before it will become a full moon.

Yuan Wuxin looked at Chongyu's worried look, but he relaxed a little between his brows. In order to dispel Chongyu's worries, Yuan Wuxin explained:

"My body...has changed."

He had already withdrawn the illusion Gu.

If it was normal, Yuan Wuxin removed the illusion, and his black ears and black tail would be completely exposed.

However, Yuan Wuxin discovered this morning that the beast-like features on him had completely disappeared.

Just when Yuan Wuxin thought that the medicine given by Yi Sheng had finally failed, Yuan Wuxin came to a conclusion that made him unhappy based on the reactions of the people around him——

The effect of the medicine given by Yi Sheng before has not disappeared.

That Yi Sheng is indeed a quack doctor.

His pills still had an effect on him.

Yuan Wuxin couldn't help but slander.

But now, his physique seems to be changing in the direction of the demons.

Yuan Wuxin still doesn't know what kind of innate demon race he is. He can only see through his influence on the people around him (the people around him will confide part of their heart after meeting him for some reason), his blood of the demon race... …

There must be some people who don't like it.

After listening to Yuan Wuxin's explanation, Chong Yu's face darkened. He didn't want to admit that what he said before might be in his heart.

"I hope this potion can play a certain role."

Yuan Wuxin drank the bottle of medicine directly.

After drinking the potion, Yuan Wuxin threw the porcelain bottle aside, then crossed his arms and waited for the potion to take effect.

As for Chongyu, the moment Yuan Wuxin drank the potion, his heart was still in his chest.

After waiting for a while, Chongyu didn't see any changes in Yuan Wuxin, so he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the potion was either useless, or it really stimulated the divine blood in Yuan Wuxin's body, so he stepped forward to see Yuan Wuxin's situation .

However, unexpectedly, when Chongyu stepped forward and his palm was about to touch Yuan Wuxin, Yuan Wuxin suddenly raised his head, his purple eyes shining brightly.

purple?

Chong Yu was stunned.

Taking advantage of Chong Yu's stupefied effort, Yuan Wuxin grabbed Chong Yu, pressed him down, and then rode on Chong Yu's body, and smiled condescendingly at Chong Yu:

"Are you worried about me?"

If it is said that although Yuan Wuxin has a good appearance on weekdays, but because he always puts on airs, people feel that he can only be seen from a distance;

The current Yuan Wuxin, who is free and unrestrained, coupled with such a good appearance, inexplicably makes people feel a little ghostly and strange.

Looking at those purple eyes, Chongyu was stunned. After looking for a long time, he felt that his soul was about to be sucked away, so he answered this question blankly:

"Yes."

"Ah, my eleventh, my Chongyu."

Yuan Wuxin was very happy to hear this answer, his purple eyes narrowed slightly, like a cozy cat.

He lowered his head and kissed the lips in front of him fiercely. Compared with the previous careful probing, this time Yuan Wuxin's actions were rough for a long time. He almost seemed to be marking his territory, biting and pulling on the soft lips, and then using his tongue Prying open his teeth, he lightly bit the tip of Chongyu's tongue.

Chong Yu was terrified by this blow. At the moment when Yuan Wuxin let him go temporarily, he widened his eyes and covered his mouth with his hands:

"you?"

"I seem to have awakened the blood of the demon race."

Yuan Wuxin pressed Chongyu, black devilish energy rose from his body, covering him inside, but his tone was still very aggrieved, as if he didn't realize the horror of being a pure blood demon at all. place.

"Demon Race? Huh?"

Chongyu put down his hand covering his mouth, he couldn't help but grabbed Yuan Wuxin's skirt, hating iron for being weak,

"We are in the human world now, you have become a demon, how can we pretend?"

"Why are you so enthusiastic?"

Yuan Wuxin didn't care about Chong Yu's worries, he lowered his head, kissed Chong Yu's lips lightly, raised his purple eyes, and said nonchalantly,

"What are you pretending to be? We just need to kill them."

There were more and more black mist, and they drifted around, gradually enveloping Yuan Wuxin and Chongyu.

Seeing Yuan Wuxin's natural reaction, Chongyu gasped, and he covered his mouth with his hand, and at the same time covered the lips that Yuan Wuxin was trying to kiss with his other hand.

When playing the game, Chong Yu knew that the demon race had a lot of lust.

It means that the demons prefer to act arbitrarily.

In Chongyu's memory, as soon as he traveled in, Yuan Wuxin was the Demon Lord.

As the Demon Lord, Yuan Wuxin has one of the best military strength, but he was able to sit in that position more because of his personal wisdom and skills.

Yuan Wuxin will take the overall situation into consideration, be thoughtful, and weigh the pros and cons.

Thinking about it now, maybe it was because of the other blood in Yuan Wuxin's body that Yuan Wuxin could still guarantee his original intention in that chaotic place in the devil world.

Now Yuan Wuxin and Chongyu are completely overwhelmed.

Don't let him kiss?

sure.

Yuan Wuxin's purple eyes flashed, he lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembled, and asked desolately:

"Do you hate me like this? Well, it's normal to hate demons, I'm used to it."

While speaking, Yuan Wuxin's lips touched Chong Yu's palm again and again, whether it was intentional or not.

Frightened by the wet and soft touch of his palm, he hastily let go of his hand. Chongyu, who has always been shameless, was terribly shy at this moment. He explained in a stumbling manner:

"no."

"Then why don't you get close to me?"

"... Yuan Wuxin, you are enough."

After finally waiting for Chongyu to accept Yuan Wuxin's change, the door of the room was suddenly "knocked" twice.

Mr. Wen's soft voice sounded:

"Sorry, I noticed a burst of demonic energy nearby. Can you open the door and let me check?"

Hearing this, Chong Yu froze all over.

"This is your Mr. Wen?"

Yuan Wuxin glanced at the door, and he asked quietly in Chong Yu's ear.

Chong Yu frowned, he pushed Yuan Wuxin's chest:

"Hurry up and hide."

"Hide what?"

Yuan Wuxin smiled slightly, and lightly untied Chongyu's skirt with his fingers, exposing Chongyu's shoulders.

Under Chong Yu's suspicious gaze, Yuan Wuxin got closer and closer. He suddenly stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the mantra on Chong Yu's shoulder.

Needless to say this stimulus.

Chongyu was unprepared for a moment, and uttered a weak groan when he was suddenly touched like this.

As soon as the sound came out, Chong Yu forcibly swallowed it back.

He gasped and stared at Yuan Wuxin, not knowing why Yuan Wuxin did this.

However, the more forbearing it is, the more curious it is.

Mr. Wen outside the door stood where he was, and he knocked on the door again after a while.

The previous gentle voice was completely gone, and was replaced by Sen Leng, who was about to come in a storm:

"Open the door."