Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"In short, since you have already agreed, you can't go back on your word." Li Mufeng looked at the five people with pale faces and concluded seriously, "There are super scary players in our team. If you go back on your word, you will die miserably."

He originally wanted to talk about Zhang Chunliang. For some reason, he always felt that although Zhang Chunliang looked the weakest in combat, he was actually the person in the team who could not be offended the most.

The group of people mistakenly thought he was talking about the scary player who had locked them in place with a water film, so they nodded quickly and looked around with lingering fear.

The man was so arrogant and cruel that he didn't give them any room to think. When they didn't agree to his request immediately, he just took action.

I don't know where he is now...

"Then how do we leave?" Li Zhuang asked with his last breath, "If we believe in that evil god, we have to find a place to stay, right?"

Li Mufeng was silent for a long time, coughed lightly, and felt a little guilty. He had been trapped here for a whole day and couldn't find any way out.

But thinking about it, the teammate I have never met has not appeared until now, and he must have found a way to leave.

This cave is very strange. There are no forks in the road. There is a long passage going forward, like a winding snake or the intestines of some animal. Li Mufeng did not meet other people on the way here, so the mysterious teammate must have gone forward.

"Keep going forward." He said decisively, "There must be a way ahead."

So the group of six began to stumble and grope their way forward.

The cave was slippery and there was an unpleasant stench from not having been ventilated for a long time. The stone road under the feet of the people was bumpy and integrated with the surrounding stone walls, making it extremely difficult to walk.

There were also some black, thin vines on the road with no visible roots, which tripped people from time to time.

"Why isn't it over yet?" a player wailed. "I'm so tired. I moved bricks all day yesterday, but I didn't get any clues and I'm trapped here!"

"Where's your teammate? Ask him to come and pick us up."

"Pay attention to your walking, someone stepped on my foot!"

"Is there anything to eat?"

"We've been walking for two hours, how come there's no light at all?!"

A group of players were communicating noisily, and their complaints were getting louder and louder.

They had been trapped for a day and almost drowned. The group was tired, thirsty and hungry, and now they couldn't get out of this stuffy cave. In addition, walking was difficult and they were bumped by hard stalagmites from time to time. Everyone became increasingly depressed.

"You are not trying to bluff us!" a player said angrily, "Didn't we agree that there must be an exit ahead?!"

Li Mufeng stopped helplessly, lit a candle, and explained to the man: "What good would it be for me to lie to you? Don't I want to leave? I am carrying one more person than you. Hang on a little longer. My teammates still haven't shown up. They must have found a way ahead."

There is only this one passage in the cave, and it can be said that this is everyone's only hope at the moment. The player complained helplessly a few times, and then fell silent.

However, they did not know that the cave was not empty, but few people passed by, so they generally did not disturb the creatures living here.

At this moment, the uncontrolled voices of several people produced resonant echoes in the deep cave, disturbing the monsters.

Li Mufeng was the first to notice something was wrong.

He was clearly only using one candle for lighting, but the entire cave suddenly became much brighter, as if there was a new light source.

He stopped and calmly tied Qu Anran tighter on his back.

"Do you feel something is wrong?" he asked softly.

The players standing in a row behind him naturally felt the change in the environment. They closed their mouths, as if realizing something, looked at each other uneasily, and then raised their heads.

They saw dense spots of light appearing on the ceiling of the cave, which was about three or four meters above them.

No, those are not spots of light, they are bloodshot eyeballs.

Tens of thousands of eyeballs looked like a weird red starry sky, greedily staring at the six unlucky guys below. In the dim cave, some salivating slurping sounds could be faintly heard.

"It's not just the top of your head." Li Zhuang's throat tightened, and he lowered his voice as if he was afraid of disturbing something, "Lower your head——"

After hearing his words, Li Mufeng suddenly felt some unnatural vibrations under his feet.

He lowered his head stiffly and found that several incredibly long fingers had appeared on the uppers of his shoes.

Those fingers were soft but full of tenacity, twisting and swaying like a dancing snake. In the area illuminated by the candlelight on the ground, countless fingers were surging like waves, and the fingers were moving at an extremely fast speed, silently gathering towards the few people.

"It's the grass. No, it's not grass at all. It's a hand!!!"

"Fuck-!"

From the silent cave, extremely tragic screams were heard.

……

"Dad, are you okay?" Mad Dog looked at the pale Zhang Chunliang worriedly.

"Nothing, just a little...hungry." Zhang Chunliang's forehead broke out in sweat and he curled up in a ball because of the pain in his stomach.

He was so hungry.

In fact, he already had this feeling when he just woke up from the dream, but too many things happened that made him unable to feel the physical discomfort.

Relaxing at this moment, he only felt his stomach burning and hot, as if countless mouths had grown on the stomach wall, constantly craving for food.

His throat rolled and he sat on the ground next to Duoduo, holding his stomach.

"Squeak." Qu Anyi jumped into Zhang Chunliang's pocket and took out a whole piece of brown sugar.

"How come you still have some?" Qu Anran stared at him in astonishment. "Didn't I already eat them all?"

Qu Anyi and Mad Dog rolled their eyes at the same time.

"Thank you..." Zhang Chunliang stretched out his hand with great difficulty. He picked up the brown candy and wanted to put it into his mouth, but the next moment, he stopped.

Although his body felt very uncomfortable, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, and that feeling of discomfort even overwhelmed his hunger.

"An Yi, where does the sugar come from?" he asked.

Qu Anyi tilted his head, confusion written all over his furry mouse face.

This candy has always been in Zhang Chunliang's pocket. He would find it every time he entered the pocket. In order to prevent it from being stolen by his brother, he never told anyone about it.

The grasshopper jumped twice on the ground, as if trying to convey Qu Anyi's words to Zhang Chunliang's ears, but because its body was filled with too much sand, the sound it made was hoarse and sharp, and it soon became useless.

The timing of the scrapping was extremely coincidental, so coincidental that it seemed as if someone had done it on purpose.

Zhang Chunliang's hand holding the candy kept shaking. His fingers were terribly hot and the candy quickly melted in his palm.

A rich and tempting sweet fragrance slowly entered his nose, tempting him and making his mouth water.

But at this moment, Zhang Chunliang felt inexplicably sad. He looked at the red sugar juice that was all over his hands, and suddenly he felt cold all over and began to tremble violently.

"Dad? Are you okay?" Duoduo's expression was cold and solemn, and he held Zhang Chunliang's body in his arms.

He manipulated the mud and sand casually, sucked up all the brown sugar on Zhang Chunliang's hand, and then cut open his palm.

"Oh——" Qu Anran held the rat's face and made a strange cry.

Then, he was kicked away fiercely by the angry little white mouse.

The food that Duoduo stored for his father was accidentally lost during the fight with the evil Buddha. After that, he was busy on the road and had no time to store any food during this period. As a result, at this moment, he couldn't even think of how to feed his father.

He felt Zhang Chunliang's...fear and resistance to the candy. Although he didn't understand why his father hated the candy so much, he would not force his father to eat something he hated.

"Take it away..." Zhang Chunliang scolded in a low voice, "I'm not hungry enough to drink your blood."

His tone was particularly harsh and he was extremely angry at Duoduo's behavior of not taking care of herself.

He loves his dog very much, and he also knows how much his dog loves him.

But sometimes, he felt that this kind of love was very heavy. What if, he meant what if, what if one day he really died in an accident, what would Duoduo do?

It would be great if Duoduo could stop relying on him so much.

Zhang Chunliang licked his dry lips, craving for food like crazy in his heart.

He even missed the black ball that the fierce hostess threw to him yesterday, but unfortunately the black ball had been given to someone else.

Date paste crisps would be fine too... Oh, the date paste crisps were eaten by those weird monkeys.

The corners of his dry eyes suddenly became wet, and he realized that he wanted to cry because of his extreme hunger and pain.

Qu Anran observed Zhang Chunliang's expression seriously and squeaked a few times.

Unfortunately, the straw grasshopper was broken and could not translate his words.

He actually wanted to remind Mad Dog not to feed Zhang Chunliang food at this time.

It's so abnormal.

They had clearly eaten at the same time yesterday. No matter how hungry Zhang Chunliang was, he shouldn't have felt as uncomfortable as he did now, as if he hadn't eaten for seven or eight days.

Duoduo was almost going crazy with anxiety. He stuffed his hand, whose wound had not yet healed, into Zhang Chunliang's mouth and forced him to swallow some blood. His action was so reckless that the blood covered Zhang Chunliang's mouth, nose and chin.

“So dirty.”

A cold voice came from behind them.

The next second, a ball of transparent water condensed into an ingestible size in front of Zhang Chunliang. The fox walked around the mad dog, grasped Zhang Chunliang's bloody chin, pried open his teeth, and fed the water ball into his mouth.

"Squeak." Qu Anran complained.

He really wanted to ask this guy, what’s the point of drinking water when Zhang Chunliang is so hungry?

"A little bit of my energy is concentrated inside, maybe it can help him return to normal." The fox was too lazy to explain so much, but the contemptuous look of this stinky mouse was so glaring that it made him feel a little unhappy.

Zhang Chunliang's trembling stopped and his complexion looked a little better.

He had fallen into a semi-coma due to the pain, and his vision was blurred. He couldn't see clearly who was in front of him, but the figure was somewhat similar to Shen Xingyi, so he mistakenly thought it was his boyfriend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why do you come just now?" His voice was hoarse and rough, but there was no blame in his voice, and his body subconsciously relaxed a little.

"I apologize." The fox did not explain. He pinched Zhang Chunliang's chin and carefully examined his pupils.

The situation is good. It seems that Zhang Chunliang is recovering.

But in the next second, the young man's face suddenly turned pale, his throat rolled violently, and he spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

The fox did not dodge, and was splashed halfway by the spurting blood. He calmly wiped the blood off his face and said, "It seems to be useless."

"Squeak!!!" Qu Anran was almost broken. Of course it was useless. Anyone could see that the power of the mad dog and the fox was not only useless, but also seemed to make him more miserable!!!

Zhang Chunliang is rejecting external energy. If you help him rashly, it will only make him die faster!

Qu Anyi stood under Zhang Chunliang, staring at the blood that kept flowing out of his lips, then suddenly turned around and rushed out quickly.

Duoduo was almost going crazy. For a moment, his mind was jumping back and forth between hugging his father and beating the fox to death. In the end, he chose to hug his father's cold body tightly.

"There is another way, but I'm not sure whether I should try it." Fox suddenly spoke up, "I'm 80% sure I can save Zhang Chunliang, but I can't guarantee what will happen next."

Black blood kept flowing out from Zhang Chunliang's mouth and nose, staining a large area of ​​his chest red. Some residues gradually appeared in the dark and sticky blood, which looked like blood clots or fragments of internal organs.

Looking closely, there seemed to be some silver-blue light and strange characters in the blood.

But time was running out and no one noticed this strange scene.

"Help! Stop talking nonsense!"

The fox seemed to be waiting for this sentence. He raised his eyebrows, pinched out a strange red ball and stuffed it into Zhang Chunliang's mouth.

In an instant, the color returned to Zhang Chunliang's face and his rapid breathing calmed down.

"What is that?" Mad Dog asked seriously, "Are there any side effects?"

The fox wiped the blood off his hands and made a silent gesture to the mad dog: "You don't want to know what that is, don't ask anything."

Qu Anran's observation was more careful than Mad Dog's. He always felt that Fox's eyes were a little strange. He had clearly saved Zhang Chunliang, but there was no trace of relief in his eyes. One could even say that... they were very solemn.

……

"Thank you...Old K..." Li Mufeng was covered in bloody mucus, and he looked at the huge tentacle monster in front of him with tears in his eyes.

He really thought that he would die in this copy again. The overwhelming sausage eyeballs and the venomous snake-like arms growing wildly on the ground made the six people fall into despair.

Fortunately, his new body was created by Old K. At his dying moment, Old K's main consciousness unexpectedly awakened from the energy of its clone and helped them kill those eyeballs and arms.

"But is it really okay for you to eat these things? They look scary." Li Mufeng said worriedly.

"Is there anything scarier than your friend?!" Li Zhuang, whose arm was broken and who had finally managed to stop the bleeding, couldn't help but complain when he heard this.

Old K's current appearance is very strange. Its body is mixed with the power of Shen Xingyi, who was once the evil god of doomsday. At this moment, it has swallowed up a large number of strange eyeballs and arms, which has caused it to undergo strange changes.

The purple-red color on its tentacles completely disappeared, turning completely black, with some golden runes of unknown meaning. Its suckers, which originally had sharp teeth, turned into huge scarlet eyes. At first glance, there were at least seventy or eighty of them. At this moment, all the eyes were open, looking gently at the six people who were in a mess and seriously injured.

"Don't be afraid, I think I roughly know what these are." Old K said, his voice was deeper than before, with an inexplicable sense of majesty and reliability, like a... god.

"These strange eyes and arms are very similar to the evil Buddha I devoured before. They are probably part of that evil Buddha."

Li Mufeng was stunned and looked at Lao K with a somewhat hurt look in his eyes.

He felt that Old K had become somewhat unfamiliar, no longer lively and amiable, but had become mature and steady, even with a strange sense of alienation.

"Oh, that's right... the Thousand-Armed Buddha." A player suddenly realized, "Isn't this a thousand hands and ten thousand eyeballs?"

"I guess this is a training base..." Li Zhuang said weakly, "These eyeballs and arms are obviously not mature yet. They may be the new limbs of the evil Buddha. They were accidentally picked up by you..."

"Friend." Old K replied politely, "Mu Feng is my good friend."

"Oh, oh, it was absorbed by your good friend." Li Zhuang hesitated for a moment, but decided to say it out loud, "Also, it seems that your friend is now... assimilated by that evil Buddha."