The villain beg you to kill me

When a normal person cries, he can cry with tears in his eyes, he can cry with pear blossoms in the rain, and he can cry with sobs and choke.

When a fool cries, he has to burst into tears, his voice is hoarse, and without warning, he opens his voice with a groan.

As a professional plot corrector, one must have the housekeeping ability to be close to the actor, so when I howled earth-shatteringly, Wushe was shocked by me.

There was a look of helplessness on that calm face.

Do you regret changing me here?It's a pity that it's too late, the loss-making business has already been done, and I actually feel a little gloating.

I rushed to him with a "wow", hugged his waist tightly, and wiped my tears and snot on him while crying.

Wushe dodged back subconsciously, but I chased after him, making up my mind to cry until he firmly believed that I was a fool.

"Hey..." Wushe grabbed my back collar and pulled me away.

I hugged his waist tightly with both hands, staring at him with red eyes.

Wushe looked at my face, and then at the hem of his clothes that were wet from crying.

"Why are you crying?" Wushe asked.

He didn't even show a disgusted expression. Ordinary people should run away in disgust when they encounter a fool, just like those two Yunxianzong disciples.

His question seemed to be pure curiosity.

"I want... Tianjue!" I choked and said, "I want Tianjue, I want Tianjue, I want Tianjue!"

"But he doesn't want you anymore." Wushe said mercilessly.

I stared at him blankly, not knowing how to answer.

"I never pick up people's leftovers." Wushe leaned forward, pressed me back into the bed, and played with my hair, "What should I do? Did I throw you away, or Kill you?"

The dark red eyes that were close at hand aroused a layer of murderous intent, and I secretly wanted to make things worse, did I just go back like this?

"Either you abandon him, I'll just pretend it never happened." Wushe suddenly smiled.

I still remained in a daze state, staring at him in a daze.

I didn't know what to do at this time, so I was really stupid.

I immediately laughed silly, hugged his neck, and rubbed his face passionately.

Wushe's skin was like ice, although it was soft and delicate, it was very cold. I rubbed against him with difficulty, which was completely against my character.

Wushe dragged me off him, and took a look at me: "Clean up and come out with me."

The first pass, pass.

After entering the gate of the underworld, Wushe took me directly to the bottom of hell, surrounded by heavy evil spirits, swirling black smoke, and the air was full of choking smells of burnt and fishy smells.

The residence that Wushe arranged for me was in the corner of an old palace. I didn't see it clearly at the time, but there were scattered candles burning in the palace, and there should be other people living there.

Following Wushe, I left the small courtyard where I lived and entered Miyagi, and was blown by the cold wind outside, feeling as if my face was about to freeze.

I wiped my face with my backhand, and suddenly my eyes blurred, as if a white shadow flashed by.

what?

I held my breath and observed, the ancient Miyagi seemed to be a huge tomb, submerged in a faint silver-gray mist, unusually quiet.

There seemed to be some light shadows vaguely ahead.

This place is indeed inhabited, but why is it so quiet...

Wushe walked very fast, I paused for a while, and put some distance away from him.

I hurriedly quickened my pace and caught up with him.

With the broad shoulders in front of my eyes, I was slightly relieved.

Although I have "died" many times, I still keep a respectful distance from ghosts.

"Hey hey hey -"

A hoarse and strange laughter came from the dark corner.

I hurriedly grabbed Wu's hand: "What?"

Wushe's hand was cold, but it made me feel at ease.

He stopped and pulled me to his side: "It's the concubine."

"Concubine?" That voice clearly didn't sound like a woman's...

"En." Wushe didn't explain, and continued to move forward.

At least twice as I walked through the narrow and long alleyway, I saw white shadows flash past.

I was always holding on to Wu's finger tightly, but he didn't care and let me hold his hand.

Wushe came to a crimson palace gate, and a strange fragrance came out from inside, it seemed to be the smell of burning yellow paper in the Temple of the City God, or the smell of incense candles in front of the Buddha statue.

The palace gate opened with a "creak" sound, and an empty and quiet courtyard appeared in front of me.

Wushe raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, and I hurriedly followed.

Thick and slippery moss climbed up the steps and meandered to the door of the ancient palace.

Cobwebs tangled densely between the broken panes.

The hall is very deep, and the inside is dark, and nothing can be seen, only the base of a huge Panlong column nearby, which was polished black and shiny, reflects the cool light.

A gust of cold wind seeped into the single clothes, and I shivered.

"Is it cold?" Wushe lowered his dark red eyes and looked at me.

I was taken aback, he seemed to care about me?

"Be patient a little longer, and soon, you will become the seven hundredth concubine of this seat." Wu'she announced the crazy news calmly with a poker face.

I?Become a concubine?Or number seven hundred?

Wait, he just said that there are other concubines in this palace, could it be...

"This is my harem," Wushe said, "After the ceremony is completed, you can move in and live here."

I don't want to think about what the meaning of "Li Cheng" is, but the word "harem" makes me think of one thing instinctively, whether the beloved, the beloved of the villain boss, is in this harem ?

"Give me your hand." Wu'she stretched out his hand, and flattened his pale and bloodless palm in front of me.

I looked at Wushe's hand, and then at his serious expression.

Does he mean it?Are you kidding me?

I really can't understand why Wu'she married so many wives, and I can't understand why he would reach out to me?

What I can't even understand is, how could the great author come up with such a weird character design as Wu's?

The great author once said that in his novels, every character is actually split from him, representing a part of his personality, so what part of his distorted personality is this Unforgiven?

Damn it, it's all because the author didn't describe the villain BOSS carefully. If he described it carefully enough, I would know Wushe's preferences directly from the novel, so there's no need to fight in person.

Wushe's dark red eyes stared at me tightly: "Give it to me."

I already felt a cold murderous aura seeping up from my feet, I gritted my teeth, I've come this far, and I'm not too far behind to agree to Wu'she.

I stretched out my hand and placed it on Wushe's cold palm.

His brows were loosened, and his eyes were no longer cold, but looked straight at me seriously.

Suddenly, dozens of red rays of light bloomed from our overlapping palms, spinning in the air, getting faster and faster, and soon illuminated the entire palace into a golden red.

The magnificent Panlong columns, carved cloud rafters, lifelike ancient murals, and huge statues of ghosts and gods above the hall are all shrouded in this golden-red brilliance.

Gradually, I found some corners that I hadn't noticed, where there were people in red and white clothes, their faces were all pale, and pairs of dark eyes looked at me curiously.

Among those people, there are some even weirder existences, but they are hidden in the darkness, only the silhouettes that don't resemble humans occasionally shake.

"You saw it." Wushe said, "They are all my concubines."

I:"……"

What kind of fun is this? Do you have to collect all kinds of monsters and ghosts in hell?

I suddenly couldn't find Wu's favorite, there was no way to find one.

"Licheng." A dry voice sounded, and then, a rooster's head protruded from the darkness, its neck stretched and retracted, and its tail kept sweeping the ground with swaying steps, making a rustling sound.

The speaker was a monster with a human body but the head and tail of a rooster.

I stared blankly at him until he came between me and Wushe.

When those pointed faces covered with goose skin turned to me, I couldn't help but want to back away, but Wu'she grabbed my hands tightly.

"From today onwards, you are protected by gods and demons, and you can freely enter and exit the harem without being eroded by miasma. Ghosts will regard you as a concubine, and monsters will respect you as a nobleman."

The rooster made a high-pitched sound, then stretched out his huge head towards me, and pecked on my forehead with his long and sharp beak.

I immediately leaned back, but I didn't escape the blow, it hurt so much.

The next moment, the rooster screamed: "Licheng, send it to the bridal chamber."

Cold sweat dripped down my neck, just when I couldn't bear it anymore and was about to walk away.

Wushe suddenly said: "The bridal chamber will be discussed another day, first follow me."

I was a little relieved. At this moment, my brain was almost unable to keep up with the speed of changes in the surrounding situation.

I can only say to myself repeatedly in my heart: As long as you find Wu's favorite, you can die immediately.

That's right, I don't plan to live to see the protagonist anymore, this news, the author himself will come in and tell the protagonist when the time comes.

There is no daylight in the world below the gate of the underworld.

There is no sun, moon, or stars. It is always pitch black overhead, and the ground is shrouded in a lifeless silver-gray mist.

After leaving the palace, Wushe took me to a tunnel entrance.

On both sides of the entrance, two rows of armored guards lined up neatly, and their faces were deeply buried in the armor, like black holes.

What is this place?

……

After entering the tunnel and seeing the two crystal coffins in front of me, I lost all curiosity about this place.

The things in the coffin looked incomplete, I looked away and tried to avoid them as much as possible.

But Wushe took my hand and walked between the two coffins.

I turned my head and stared at Wushe's skirt. Although his neck was pale, it changed slightly with his breathing. At least, he was still alive... I don't know what kind of monster it is, but I don't have high requirements, as long as it is in human form. .

Two cold hands stuck to the sides of my face, turning my face away from the crystal coffin without any refusal.

I immediately closed my eyes.

Wushe's cold voice came: "This is my mother, and also your mother."

Mother?

Such a monster as Wushe actually has a mother?

Before I could open my eyes, my face was turned to the other side again.

"This is my sister, and your sister."

My heart was pounding, and it seemed that, by coincidence, I had found what I loved most.

As long as I pass this message to the protagonist, my mission will be completed.

No matter what the protagonist does to the dead relatives of Wushe, I don't care. The ethics and morality of this world are worthless in my eyes.

However, when Wushe led me to the third coffin, I froze.