Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

The door was kicked out of shape and embedded in the opposite wall, which shows how strong the guy who broke the door outside was.

Before Xiao Qianchuan could react, Luo Xie quickly pulled the tablecloth over and covered him tightly from neck to toe in one second.

The moment the tablecloth was pulled away, the plates and cups fell back to their original places without any deviation. Xiao Qianchuan was so stunned that he even forgot to look at who had broken in.

"Get out!"

Luo Xie roared and rushed to the entrance and started fighting with the man.

Xiao Qianchuan finally came back to his senses and turned around to look. Fortunately he didn't have a heart attack due to the shock.

"What the hell?"

At this moment, Xiao Qianchuan felt very sorry for his Chinese teacher. After so many years of teaching, he couldn't even think of how to describe the guy who suddenly broke in.

If you must say, that guy is just... a stickman.

It's also a black and white Q-shaped stick figure with a five-element body.

The upper body is white and the lower body is black. At first glance, you might think that the man is wearing a white shirt and black pants.

But the round head that could not be ignored was unusual, without even any facial features.

There is really nothing wrong with the matchstick man except that the color is wrong.

That guy was very skilled and was able to fight Luo Xie on equal terms.

After several rounds of fighting, the two were not hurt at all, but all the furniture and appliances around them were damaged.

Xiao Qianchuan wanted to go over to help, but his clothes were torn and he couldn't wear them anymore. He was only wearing a tablecloth, and there was air leaking from underneath. He was really unsure, so he just wanted to hide behind.

But what was surprising was that several times the attacks of the two were about to affect him, but were stopped in time by Luo Xie or the other party.

At this time, the entire room was in ruins except for the sofa area where Xiao Qianchuan was.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Qianchuan simply sat on the sofa and watched what happened.

He observed the black and white matchstick man's moves, which were exactly the same as Luo Xie's.

The two of them countered each other's moves in a way that could even be described as telepathic.

Xiao Qianchuan leaned on the sofa with his head supported by one hand, and felt that the matchstick man in front of him was somehow familiar.

Especially the black and white color scheme and the round head. From his vague memory, he seemed to like it quite a lot.

A guess suddenly came to his mind, but he still had doubts in his heart.

If the black part is another remnant of Luo Xie’s soul, then what is the white part?

Can evil gods be purified?

Xiao Qianchuan couldn't figure it out, so he just asked.

"Hey! Who are you? You demolished my house. Do you want to compensate me with a villa?"

The black and white matchstick man paused, and Luo Xie seized the opportunity, turned around and kicked him out of the door with a side kick.

Xiao Qianchuan heard a loud thud of something heavy falling to the ground outside, and his bones ached.

"That guy...is he dead?"

Luo Xie patted the clothes made of tentacles on his body, shook off the non-existent ashes, and spoke in an extremely cold voice.

"Dirty things, it's better to die."

Sensing Luo Xie's hostility towards that guy, Xiao Qianchuan became more certain of his guess.

He jumped off the sofa and wanted to go outside to see, but he was hugged as soon as his feet touched the ground.

"Be careful! Don't prick your feet."

"Then give me a pair of shoes..."

Before Xiao Qianchuan could finish his words, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from outside the door.

Luo Xie turned around lightly while holding the man in his arms, and a long knife just grazed his neck and nailed to the wall behind them.

The knife was wide and heavy, but the blade was extremely sharp. It cut a long vertical mark on the wall, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Xiao Qianchuan looked down and felt that the knife looked familiar, especially the lion head on the handle that was staring at him.

"This knife..."

Just when he wanted Luo Xie to pick up the knife for him to see, a black tentacle grabbed the handle of the knife. But Xiao Qianchuan could see clearly that the tentacle was not Luo Xie's.

Following the tentacles, Xiao Qianchuan raised his eyebrows when he saw the black and white matchstick man standing at the door.

It’s good that you’re not dead!

He still had a lot of doubts in his mind that had not been resolved, and Luo Xie was too extreme, so he couldn't just listen to one side's opinion.

He intuitively felt that this matchstick man had a lot to do with him.

But before Xiao Qianchuan could think about it, the guy at the door attacked him.

Xiao Qianchuan was held in Luo Xie's arm with one hand, and he felt dizzy as he dodged and moved around.

"Put me down! I… want to puke."

Hearing this, Luo Xie had to slow down and try to find a suitable place to accommodate the person.

But the sofa had just been completely destroyed by the opponent's attack, and now there was no place to stand in the entire room.

Luo Xie caught the opponent's knife with his bare hands and pushed it away with force, leaving a long wound on the palm of his hand.

"Bear with me for a moment while I kill this guy."

He could have endured it for a while after hearing this, but at this moment Xiao Qianchuan couldn't bear it at all.

He couldn't let that guy die.

"No! Let go."

Xiao Qianchuan seized the opportunity, and when the black and white matchstick man raised his knife to chop again, he threw himself into the other's arms and whispered.

"run!"

The round-headed guy was stunned, then he reacted, immediately gave up the attack, hugged Xiao Qianchuan and retreated.

The treasure in his arms was snatched away, and Luo Xie was furious.

"you wanna die!"

A large amount of black mist poured out of his body and condensed into several thick tentacles blocking the door, trying to snatch the person in the other party's hand.

The black part of the stickman's lower body was also slowly wriggling, and more tentacles grew out, entangled with Luo Xie.

Seeing that he couldn't get out for the moment, Xiao Qianchuan sighed and thought, wouldn't it be redundant if he shouted, "Stop fighting for me."

Thinking of that scene, Xiao Qianchuan got goosebumps all over his body.

Not only is it extra, it's also special tea.

Who knows, these two guys might fight even more fiercely because of this.

Since he couldn't solve the problem with words, he would use his hands. Xiao Qianchuan was a man of action.

He grabbed one of Luo Xie's tentacles and touched it, and it indeed became docile. Then he picked up another tentacle from the stickman and played with it in his hand.

Both sides noticed Xiao Qianchuan's little tricks, but they both deliberately indulged him.

The matchstick man held Xiao Qianchuan in his arms and protected him carefully, while at the same time having to defend against Luo Xie's fierce attack, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Xiao Qianchuan turned over and jumped over as Luo Xie attacked him.

Luo Xie was in a good mood as his treasure was recovered. He held Xiao Qianchuan's cheek and kissed him particularly loudly.

The stickman was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he waved his tentacles and started bombarding wildly.

Xiao Qianchuan took advantage of the situation and grabbed another one and put it together with the one in his hand, casually entwining them and weaving them bit by bit.

He was like a fish in water, nimbly twisting and turning in their arms.

After a while, Luo Xie and the matchstick man were getting closer and closer, and Xiao Qianchuan was standing between them.

He lowered his head and tied the last knot with force, then he jumped off the two of them and clapped his hands.

"All right."

Xiao Qianchuan raised his hand and touched both parties' heads, smiling.

"Good friends shake hands, and then they can't fight anymore."

Luo Xie's first reaction was to shake the tentacles and pull the other person away. But when he moved, he pulled the guy forward.

The two of them actually collided head-on with each other.

The stickman lowered his head and froze for a moment. Luo Xie looked carefully and was also stunned for a moment.

The tentacles of both sides were entangled with each other, and they were braided into thick and dense multi-strand braids without knowing when.

The end of the tentacle was tied into a knot!

They both turned to look at Xiao Qianchuan, who was concentrating on tidying up the torn tablecloth covering him.

Noticing the two burning gazes, Xiao Qianchuan looked at his masterpiece again and commented with a smile.

"not bad."

It was impossible to tell what the matchstick man's expression was, but Xiao Qianchuan could clearly see Luo Xie's gloomy face.

"Don't like pigtails? How about a fishbone braid next time?"

Sister Yaoyao in the orphanage often asked him to help braid her hair, and Xiao Qianchuan thought his skills were pretty good.

Although he was a little unfamiliar with the technique, his speed was still good enough. He was able to finish it before the other two fought to the death, which was already worthy of praise.

But the two guys in front of him obviously didn't appreciate it.

Luo Xie said coldly, "Untie it for me."

The stickman also pointed at the tangled tentacles and gestured to separate them.

Xiao Qianchuan lowered his head and counted his toes back and forth, pretending that he could hear and see nothing, and talked to himself.

"The left one is my foot, the right one is also my foot, both have five toes, what's the difference? What's there to argue about?"

The matchstick man lowered his head and Luo Xie sighed.

"Untie them! We won't fight anymore. It's boring."

This is what Xiao Qianchuan was waiting for. "Then I'll untie it, and we can sit down and have a good chat."

After getting assurances from both parties, Xiao Qianchuan patted the large mass of tentacles and said with a smile.

"I'll untie it right now. Don't worry! This is not a dead knot, it's easy to untie... eh?"

Xiao Qianchuan looked at the tentacles that were sticking together and gradually merging into each other, and secretly raised his eyes to look at the two of them.

"You can't blame me for this. I really didn't tie a knot that was too tight!"