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In the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, there was a madman staring at himself in the blood. He held a sickle in one hand and nailed his other hand to the ground.

"Lu Chi, are you going to betray me?!"

There was helplessness in his scarlet eyes, "Xiao Yu'er, I am you, how could I betray myself?"

The wound pierced by the sickle became deeper and deeper. Lu Yu stared at the shadow reflected in the blood and sternly scolded: "I said, if you continue to call me that name so recklessly, I don't mind with my own hands." Kill yourself!"

Lu Chi: "Oh my dear master, how come you always find the best way to threaten me so easily?"

Half of his face was filled with anger, and the other half was filled with helpless doting, making his whole person look extremely strangely fragmented.

"Don't talk nonsense here!" Lu Yu's little patience had obviously been exhausted. "You suppressed me by force at that time. What kind of deal did you make with that hypocritical guy from the God Realm?"

"My most respected master, why do you think so?" With a smile in his scarlet eyes, he opened his mouth and coaxed Lu Yu gently: "We are one, and what you hate, I naturally hate too."

"How could I turn my back on you and make an unknown deal with a person from the divine realm that we both detest?"

Lu Yu held the sickle in one hand and picked out his hand bones mercilessly: "Lu Chi, you should be very aware of the consequences of lying to me."

"I will keep killing myself until your mental power as a secondary consciousness is exhausted by me."

Lu Chi, as his deputy consciousness, naturally knew that this little lunatic was a bad-tempered person who kept his word.

Such situations are not rare, and he naturally knows how to coax his little lunatic: "My master, why do you always doubt my sincerity towards you?"

He acted a little helpless, and his scarlet eyes softened a little because of this helplessness.

"We are obviously the same person. You are me and I am you. How could I be willing to deceive you? How could I deceive you?"

Lu Yu still didn't want to believe him. He held the sickle and picked out his phalanges again: "Tell me, why did you forcefully suppress my consciousness when I was fighting with that guy?"

The pain of his finger bones being dug out was transmitted to Lu Chi's nerves. He just smiled lightly, with a hint of affection in his tone: "I have always wanted to suppress the master!"

"Not only do I suppress the master on a conscious level, I also hope that I can possess a body and suppress the master on the bed, making the master look pitiful with tears in his eyes."

Lu Yu put away the sickle nailed to his palm and slapped himself in the face with an expressionless expression.

"If you continue to be so immoral, I won't mind cutting off that thing down there."

Lu Chi didn't dare to be rude anymore and coaxed him in a low voice: "My respected master, this is your dignity as a man. How can you have such terrible thoughts?"

"Lu Chi, I'm warning you for the last time. If you have such dangerous thoughts again, I really don't care if I lose a few taels of meat."

Perhaps Lu Yu's threat had a big effect, but Lu Chi didn't continue to talk about it for a while, but felt helpless.

"My master, how can anyone threaten his own deputy consciousness to use that place?"

Lu Yu had already picked out three bones in his hand. Even if the sickle no longer pinned his hand to the ground, he would not be able to use it.

Lu Chi didn't care about these tragic scenes. Anyway, he would reattach the hand bones and heal them in the end.

What he cared more about was Lu Yu's attitude towards him.

This kind of disdain, contempt, even disgust...

While it made him excited, it also made him feel extremely desolate.

He is the derivative consciousness of Lu Yu. The meaning of his existence is for Lu Yu, but it is the master who gave birth to him.

Don't like him...

"My respected master, are you really not, even for a moment, happy about my presence?"

Lu Yu ignored his inquiry, glanced at his bloody hand, and said coldly: "I'm tired, and I will leave the control of this body to you for the time being."

He didn't give Lu Chi a chance to refuse, and his turbid black eyes gradually turned into scarlet eyes.

Lu Chi raised his intact hand and moved it a little, then he picked up the hand bones picked out by Lu Yu without complaint and put them back into his bloody hand.

The healing speed of the flesh and blood is not slow, but the remaining blood stains on the hands are not wiped off, which looks a bit scary.

He was lying among a pile of smelly corpses, raising his hands to block the sunlight shining on his face, and whispered almost like a whisper: "My little master, why are you always unwilling to fall in love with yourself?"

"You don't even like yourself..."

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In the crowded street, a man wearing a white robe, who looked like an immortal, was walking hurriedly forward.

He pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the dirty and smelly garbage pile in front of him, regardless of the strange looks of others. He struggled to pull the garbage away regardless of the filth above.

The white robe was stained with dirt, and the corners were already gray-black.

Those white hands were filled with a disgusting stench as they kept turning over the garbage.

Suddenly, brown hair stuck together appeared in his field of vision, and he began to move gently, bit by bit, moving away the garbage that was pressing on him.

The boy who was buried deep in the garbage heap was carefully brought out by him, and he gently wiped the dirt on his face.

Perhaps feeling this gentle treatment, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man who dug him out of the garbage in a daze.

The man stood under the moonlight, covered in silver.

So beautiful that it seems like a god who saves the world...

Relying on his remaining knowledge, he raised the corners of his ragged lips slightly, showing the man a flattering smile.

"Are you...the god in heaven?"

He watched the eyes of the man in front of him gradually turn red, and then, regardless of the dirt on his body, he hugged himself gently.

The man said to him...

"I am your only guardian..."