0p0 Chapter 212: As long as the delicious "hot cakes" are protected (4)
Chapter 212: As long as the delicious "hot cakes" are protected (4)
Song Nan was confused and asked curiously: "System, what does this mean?" '
[Ding——Individuals: Elder, Norian, Chen and Gu Haoyi have a force on their bodies. This force intercepts the system dialysis and cannot completely scan it. 】
Song Nan became interested: "How can I help you find out his identity completely?" '
[Ding - It requires long-term contact between the host and the target. The closer the host is, the more thorough the scan will be.Over time, the system will be able to crack this power. 】
Song Nan nodded: "Then publish the corresponding task next time. It will be easier for me to find him and for you to scan." '
[Ding—Reporting host requirements...]
[Ding——Superior’s response: Agree. 】
Song Nan raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the confused Bei Siwen with relief: "The system is indeed easy to negotiate."
Beswen looked confused. She always felt that he had misunderstood her meaning, but she had no intention of correcting her. She nodded in agreement: "Have you finished communicating with the system?"
Song Nan smiled warmly: "Yes. As long as you kill four people, you can create a prop that can restore your brother's memory. Do you want to participate in the plan?"
Bei Siwen raised her eyebrows, with deep interest in her eyes: "This is the first time I have seen the system compromised, of course I have to get involved!"
Song Nan narrowed his eyes with satisfaction: "What benefits do you want?"
Beswen paused, thought for a moment, and blinked at him ambiguously: "It's very simple. If the plan really succeeds, I want to join the Black Press Guild. When the time comes, just don't let your guild president reject me."
Song Nan chuckled: "Don't worry, brother just looks cold, but he's actually a very nice person."
Beswen's eyes widened and she couldn't believe what he said: "This is not necessarily true. Back then, he faced the provocation of a large guild alone. If it weren't for the rules that the communication center could not cause casualties, I don't know how many people would have died. !”
"To other players, the president of the Black Press Guild is an unreasonable person. In his mind, there are only mistakes and what he thinks is right. Moreover, this guild's recruitment requirements are extremely strict, and many players want to join the Black Press. But I heard that they were kicked out without even entering."
She trembled all over. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she raised her hand and rubbed her arm: "I didn't expect someone to give such a high evaluation. Is he a good person? I don't even believe it!"
Song Nan's mouth twitched, never expecting that Yu Yuze's impression in the players' minds would be so bad.
He sighed helplessly, turned over, lay on his back on the beauty's couch, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother, when will you come back?"
"Jingle bell~"
The ankle was invisibly pulled, and the familiar bell sounded quietly.
Song Nan's pupils shrank, and he stood up. Just as he was about to walk to the door of the palace to check, he saw a sword light coming and hitting the door.
"Om~"
Energy fluctuations emerged, and a blue barrier quietly emerged, blocking the sword light.
The two fierce energies fought against each other, causing the bead curtains in the hall to roll layer by layer, and the smooth beads collided one by one, making a crisp sound.
Beswen trembled, stood up suddenly, and stared in horror at the terrifying light of the sword in front of the door.
"Is this the attack on your doorstep?"
Song Nan frowned and lowered his head to look at his ankle. Sure enough, the red rope appeared again, with the small bell on it constantly shaking to inform others of his location.
"Bang!" A figure suddenly hit the palace door.
He held a dagger in his hand, his eyeballs were bloodshot, with dots of scarlet reflected in his dark pupils, and he stared at Song Nan: "Kill you!"
"Huh!" Bei Siwen was so frightened by his terrifying appearance that she trembled all over. She looked at Gu Haoyi and then at Song Nan, "Are you robbing someone's wife or stealing his man? So... hate you?"
"I also want to find out the reason." Song Nan frowned and glanced at her unpleasantly, "Can you beat him?"
Beswen was stunned and immediately shook her head: "You can't beat him. But nothing will happen if you stay here. The energy blocking him will grow as his strength grows, and a balance will always be reached to prevent external invasion."
"Is he one of the people you want to kill?" She paused and suddenly widened her eyes.
Song Nan pursed her lower lip and responded indifferently: "Yes."
Beswen frowned and said with a sad face: "It can't be done. His numerical value is too powerful. Unless that person comes in person, no one can do it."
Song Nan didn't respond, but the appearance of blood-red Lycoris and its strange absorption ability suddenly flashed in his mind...
His pupils shrank, and he took out the "key" from his space backpack that he had recovered when he entered the realm of the dead.
'484, help me test whether this flower has that function. '
{Master, this flower contains Yu Yuze's energy, which can absorb other people's physical strength and vitality. However, the trigger conditions for this power have been modified, and you need to completely immerse the flower stem into your heart. }
Song Nan's fingertips curled slightly: '484, are you sure that Gu Haoyi is just a person dominated by hatred now? '
{Yes, Master, he is a monster completely dominated by hatred, you can kill him with confidence. }
Song Nan lowered his eyes and stared at Gu Haoyi, who kept rushing forward and slashing with his short knife - it was easy to kill him who hated him so much that he lost his mind.
He walked slowly to the blue barrier, then raised his hand and pointed the bloody flower stem at Gu Haoyi's heart - just stand inside the barrier and pierce the flower stem directly into his heart...
Because he only has eyes for him and just wants to kill him. He can’t think or avoid...
"laugh"
The flower stem was completely submerged into Gu Haoyi's chest, and the flower was pressed against his chest, blooming gorgeously, with drops of blood overflowing, dyeing a large area of clothes red, and some of them slipped along the petals and fell to the dark ground.
However, he ignored it and still raised his dagger high and slashed at him with all his strength.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Kill you...kill you..."
Gu Haoyi's eyes were cracked, and blood slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes, as if after the tears had dried up, he could only continue to overflow with tears of despair.
Song Nan bit her lower lip, feeling his rapid loss of energy, and reached out to hold his cheek, with a sad expression: "Why do you hate me so much?"
Gu Haoyi couldn't answer, he just kept muttering like a machine: "Kill you..."
Song Nan sighed deeply, then retracted his hand, took a step back, and watched Gu Haoyi's breath gradually weakening. For a moment, he was unable to put down the dagger, half-kneeling on the ground, using the dagger as a support point, and continued to stare at him angrily.
He looked down at him as he gradually fell into unconsciousness, and finally fell to the ground unconscious.
Song Nan squatted down and gently moved the blood-red petals with his fingertips. Looking at the scarlet stain on the fingertips, he retracted his hand and stopped it near his lips. Then he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the fingertips lightly.
His eyes were lingering, with deep nostalgia in them, as if he were gentle and obsessed with his lover.
Bei Siwen watched from the side and shivered unconsciously, and asked tremblingly: "What is your relationship with him?"
Song Nan tilted his head. When he heard her question, he reached out and picked up Gu Haoyi's lifeless body, gently pressed his cheek against his, and rubbed it lovingly.
He slightly curved his clear eyes, with a faint blush on his cheeks, like an innocent young man who had just begun to fall in love, telling his love: "We? I love him, and he loves me too."
"Then you..." Beswen's pupils shrank suddenly. If she hadn't witnessed the whole process, she would have been deceived by his appearance.
Song Nan chuckled: "This is just to be with him better."
"If the hatred still exists, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but want to put shackles on you..." His forehead touched Gu Haoyi's, his fingertips gently touched the blood-red flowers, and murmured in a low voice, "This is the last time. Opportunity."