Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

'484, great~' Song Nan's face was slightly red, and his eyes were filled with madness that could make people shiver, 'This is the kind of world that is interesting. '

'Being in a high position, watching others struggle in pain and kill each other for a purpose, kind people will hate themselves for this, while the rest will not feel the slightest guilt and continue such killings, while they will escape in their hearts. Put all the blame on one person...'

He swallowed unconsciously: '484, I really want to be such a person...I want to be a superior person that others hate but cannot kill. '

{Does it not matter even if you are defeated by those who resist? }

Song Nan lazily leaned on the back of the seat, raised his head and stared at the ceiling: "As long as the power is strong enough, there is no such possibility." '

484 was silent for a moment and responded seriously: {There is no absolute strength, there will always be flaws. }

'Then kill all the people who can find the loopholes, or - take advantage of it. '

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"Gollum..."

The carriage stopped slowly, and two people with stickers on their faces got out of the car first. However, they did not go away immediately, but stretched out their hands to respectfully welcome the other person to get off.

Song Nan paused and looked at the two people's hands. It was neither holding nor holding hands.

{Master, can you get off the carriage without help? }

"..." Song Nan gritted his teeth secretly, stretched out his hand, held the hand of one of them, and used it as a support point to quickly get out of the carriage.

The two people stood still, and after ensuring that he stood firmly, they retracted their hands and saluted respectfully: "Sir, the Lord is inside. We cannot enter the temple without orders. Please go in by yourself."

Song Nan nodded, then raised his head and looked up at the antique hall in front of him.

He was stunned, feeling that this world was not like hell, but more like a country whose master neglected to manage it, and the master of this country lived in this palace.

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously, raised his feet, stepped onto the road paved with blood-red amaryllis on both sides, and slowly walked towards the towering temple on the steps in front.

However, within a few minutes, he had to stop, holding his knees and gasping: '484...I can't walk anymore...'

{come on! Come on!Master, I’m calling for you! }

Song Nan reflexively wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. When he touched the warm and cool skin, he remembered that ghosts would not sweat easily.

He sighed deeply, took a moment to rest, and felt that his physical strength was almost restored, so he continued to walk forward slowly.

{Master, you can slow down so that the speed at which the chain of guardianship supplies stamina is consistent with the speed at which you consume it. }

Song Nan took a deep breath and responded helplessly: "I know it too, but I don't know why, but my physical strength is declining very quickly."

484 paused, silently glanced at the character information displayed on the screen, and found that there was a small debuff on the physical strength column: physical consumption x2.

{…}

{Master, come on. }

Song Nan pursed her lower lip, slowed down again, and finally even stopped and began to admire the surrounding scenery...

The sky has always been foggy, with no sunshine, no clouds, only the dark wind blowing from time to time... There is no green vegetation here, except for the coquettish red flowers on the ground, there is nothing full of vitality...

Very - lifeless,

He frowned, recalling the scenes he had seen along the carriage before, and suddenly discovered that the buildings in other places were all dilapidated adobe houses. It was obviously a large village, but there was no farmland, no animals, and no flowers. It was desolate. It doesn't work...

Song Nan shivered unconsciously. Although the village was lifeless, there were many residents inside, and their appearance was terrible. It looked like they were deliberately put into this dead situation, left to fend for themselves, without any hope.

He curled his lips and scorned this behavior in a low voice: "How can this be done? We should give them some unrealistic hope, so as to arouse their motivation and fight desperately."

{You are really not human. }

Song Nan smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment~"

Then, he sighed and continued walking forward.

-I do not know how long it has been-

Song Nan climbed up the last step of the stairs and lay on the ground dejectedly, gasping: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die... I feel like I've been walking this way for a year!"

However, before he could rest for a moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared in his field of vision and reached under his armpits, effortlessly picking him up from the ground and holding him high in the air.

Song Nan's eyes widened and he looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a black robe with gold patterns and long hair. He was shocked: "Brother, brother?"

The man's dark eyes were expressionless and he looked at him expressionlessly. Then his pupils shrank suddenly: "Brother?"

Hearing this, Song Nan smiled brightly: "Brother, do you remember me?"

Yu Yuze shook his head: "You are a new ghost, how can I remember you? However, I picked you up here and you called me brother. I will treat you as a younger brother and give you the same power as me."

As he spoke, he held Song Nan in his arms and walked quickly into the hall: "What color clothes does my brother like? Hey, why is the color of your soul transparent?"

Yu Yuze put him on the beauty's couch, and then took out a white robe with gold patterns and a red robe with gold patterns: "Which one do you want to wear, brother?"

Song Nan was stunned and realized that the clothes were the same as the ones he wore. He tilted his head and asked, "Does this clothes belong to my brother?"

Yu Yuze nodded, his dark eyes seeming to shine with dazzling light: "I will send someone to make my brother's size. First, I have to make you wear my clothes."

Song Nan took the white robe, and under the offensive of his eyes, he lifted up his clothes and was about to put them on, but he suddenly held his wrist.

"Brother..." Yu Yuze's face turned slightly red, "Can I help you change clothes?"

"..." Song Nan's mouth twitched and he looked at Yu Yuze doubtfully.

There's nothing I can do about it, because this man doesn't have the airs to be the master of the world at all, but instead acts like a fool... that familiar idiot who controls his younger brother...

Yu Yuze lowered the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to hold the transparent chain around his neck, and asked again: "Can I help you change clothes?"

Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a tremor arouse in his soul. At the same time, his words rushed into his mind, occupying his thoughts, and they were like holy words that he could not resist: "Okay."

Yu Yuze felt happy, happily let go of his hand, and began to change his clothes with all his heart.

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Song Nan lowered his head and sat on the couch obediently like a doll. The white robe on his body was a little too wide and could only be hung on his shoulders, but it could not cover the bright red tattoo on his shoulders.

Yu Yuze took out a blue crystal and pointed it at Song Nan: "Brother, look up."

Song Nan raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Excitement appeared in Yu Yuze's eyes. Looking at Song Nan's appearance recorded in the crystal, he nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, he removed the crystal and asked curiously: "Why did my brother appear outside the hall? No one has been here for a long time."

Song Nan was confused: "Didn't you send someone to bring me here?"

Yu Yuze paused: "Is it me? I don't remember. I don't remember how long ago it was the last time I ordered something."

He took back the crystal indifferently: "Since my brother can appear here, it means that the passage between the world of the dead and the world outside has been opened."

Yu Yuze stretched out his hand, opened the space, picked up a person from it, and threw it to the ground.

The man looked stunned, as if he didn't realize what happened.

A white chain exactly like the one around his neck appeared in Yu Yuze's hand, and he tugged on it expressionlessly.

When the man came back to his senses and saw his appearance, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Lord! What are your orders?"

Yu Yuze loosened the chain, watched it disappear in mid-air, and said lightly: "Send someone to guard the Gate of the Dead and screen the ghosts. Do you know how to screen it?"

"I know! I know!" The man responded immediately in fear.

Yu Yuze watched his movements indifferently: "Well, let's go down."

"Yes." After the man said this, he rolled out of the hall and almost fell down the stairs.

Seeing his embarrassment, Yu Yuze's eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

He tilted his head and met Song Nan's eyes. The aura around him suddenly bloomed like a flower, overflowing with small waves of excitement.

Yu Yuze looked at Song Nan, whose cheeks were flushed, who was petite and extremely well-behaved under the loose clothes. He couldn't help but soften his tone and said gently: "Brother, do you want to go out for a walk with me?"