The villain beg you to kill me

The shadows of Qing Lan and Qing Xue, followers of Unforgivable, and I entered Yunjing City. At this time, it was the time when the market was over and crowded, and it was very easy to hide in the crowd. Therefore, we easily fell in The two were not found behind them.

Until they came to a quiet courtyard.

"Let's go." Wu'she hugged me and jumped onto the back wall. He moved very quickly, like a gust of wind, and entered this deep house compound.

I saw the grass-covered wall and the flag of the Wulin League hanging down.This place is probably the residence of the leader of the martial arts alliance, but it is indeed a little deserted, there are very few people, and even few servants can be seen.

On the floor tiles paved with bluestone, moss was mottled, and the footsteps quickly swept across the path, and two figures, one green and one white, turned into the moon cave gate in the backyard.

Wushe quietly followed.

I was thinking in my heart that a fight with the leader of the martial arts would be unavoidable, I don't know if Wushe's martial arts can beat those two.

I was faintly worried, but Wushe wasn't worried at all.

That's right, in Wushe's eyes, probably no one can stop his footsteps, and he never worries about these things.

In his words, only the weak worry about failure.

Qinglan and Qingxue entered a small building in the backyard. The rusty door showed that few people came in this place.

"Be careful." I said to Wushe.

Wushe smiled slightly, looked up, his eyes fell on the closed windows on the second floor.

The next moment, my eyes blurred, Wu'she had jumped up to the second floor, I really don't know how he practiced his kung fu, he almost paused in the air, regained his strength, and kicked open the window.

"Bam—"

Dust rises, and the setting sun shines into the house.

Wushe put me down, strangled the woman by the neck, blocked me on the narrow stairs, and said with a smile, "Jiaozhi."

[System prompt: j02 is collapsing. 】

I hastily swung out the long whip, wrapped it around Qingxue's arm, and "saved" her from the threat of Unforgiven, then took out the Tianchen Cult poison that I carried with me, and stuffed it into Qingxue's mouth.

In spite of my efforts to save our points, 2 points were deducted by Unforgiven.

"My lord, if you still want your wife to live, hand over Jiaozhi." I said, "Hurry up, or she will die."

Qing Lan looked up, his expression was somewhat panicked.

"It's easy to say, let my wife go first." Qing Lan said hastily.

"Give it to Jiaozhi first." I said, "Hurry up."

Jiaozhi was thrown up from below, Wushe took Jiaozhi, checked it, and nodded at me.

I said: "Very well, Lord Leader, you go out from here, don't look back, we will let your wife go out in a healthy and healthy way soon."

Qing Lan walked down tremblingly, it seemed that he was really greedy for life and afraid of death as rumored.

On the contrary, Mrs. Qingxue in my hand didn't move at all.

I asked, "Where is Bulian?"

Madam Qingxue froze and looked up at us: "I don't know."

I said: "You took Jiaozhi and came here in such a hurry to revive the protagonist, right?"

Qingxue's face was pale and she couldn't believe it: "I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

Looking at her expression, I knew what was going on, but it was just a sentence to test it out, but I didn't expect to really step on Bao.

[Congratulations: 2 Scouting Scenario Correctors! 】

The martial arts leader and his wife are also plot modifiers.

I didn't think in this direction at all at first, because they killed the protagonist, which is tantamount to destroying the world, and ordinary plot correctors would not do this.

But then, the setting of Jiaozhi appeared, which can resurrect the dead. Then, the death of the protagonist may not be Honkai at all, but follow the plot.

Later, we went to Shenxianyu to look for Jiaozhi, but we didn't find Jiaozhi, but we saw a group of people from Xianhuazong massacring plot modifiers there.

I was slightly skeptical.

But doubts are doubts, I didn't think about it deeply, until today, Wushe told me that only the martial arts leader and his wife knew where Bu Lian's body was.

As long as they get Jiaozhi, they can resurrect the protagonist at any time.

No matter how you look at it, the beneficiaries of the killing of the protagonist are the martial arts leader and his wife. Not only that, they also managed to create a massacre of plot modifiers and wiped out a large number of competitors.

Who knows, this Jiaozhi ended up in the hands of Wushe and me by accident.

They were waiting for us in front of Bulian's "false grave".

What a painstaking effort.

"Where is the protagonist?" I asked, "If you don't say anything, you will have to be eliminated."

"On, on top." Mrs. Qingxue pointed to the roof.

Roof?

I glanced at Wushe: "Be careful."

Wushe nodded, and jumped up to the top of the building lightly.

Suddenly there was a cracking sound from the roof.

Qingxue's body trembled.

I looked over strangely and found that she was smiling.

"Your partner has fallen for the trap." Qingxue said triumphantly, "This building will explode soon, and we won't even be able to get the protagonist by then."

I frowned.

The next moment, Wushe jumped off the roof of the building carrying the crystal coffin.

The whole small building started to vibrate, Wushe grabbed my hand and jumped out of the window.

We fell down, and the windows behind us suddenly lowered the iron plates, blocking the passage between the small building and the outside. Soon, the whole small building was like an iron barrel, completely isolated from the inside and outside.

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I saw thin silk threads floating in the air in front of me, reflecting silver light.

wrong!

I immediately grabbed Wu'she's hand with my backhand, quickly turned around and threw out the long whip, wrapping around the iron eaves of the outer wall of the small building.

Wushe was suddenly grabbed by me, but the coffin lid I was carrying flew out, and I saw that the original intact coffin lid suddenly turned into small pieces, splashed on the ground like a gust of rain, and scattered in all directions. It splashed and made a ding ding dong sound.

This sound is like a magic voice urging to death.

"I don't know what kind of net is made of it." I said, "It didn't exist just now...but it came out now. The woman said that if you step on the trap, this small building will explode. She must have tricked us out."

It's so treacherous, if we are not careful, what will fall to the ground piece by piece will not be the coffin lid, but...

Wushe and I maintained a weird posture, standing outside the small building.

The small building is completely airtight, so the woman must be very safe inside.

"How to get out now?" I asked Wu'she.

Wushe carried the crystal coffin with one hand, and hugged me with the other: "Let's go."

His feet seemed to have suction, and he stepped firmly on the sloping eaves, turned half a circle lightly, and hid in the shadow of the small building.

I looked at Unforgiven suspiciously.

"Hush." ​​Wushe said, "Wait a while."

There was a bone-chilling cold light in his eyes, and the two plot modifiers were obviously offended.

I'd love to see how they die.

However, what I'm more curious about is that the lotus in the coffin didn't rot...

All was quiet.

After a while, footsteps came.

On the other side of the small building, where I couldn't see, Qing Lan's voice sounded: "Hey, why is there no body?"

At this time, the iron window of the small building opened with a "click".

Qingxue poked her head out: "There's nothing here either—uh!"

I took a step ahead and wrapped the whip around Qingxue's neck.

"Take it away." I said, "or die."

Qingxue was surprised for a moment, then stammered, "I'll take it, let me go first..."

"Hmph." I tightened my whip, leaned sideways against the iron wall and walked towards the window, Wu'she followed behind me step by step.

Qingxue's face turned a little red from the suffocation, I yanked the whip, she leaned over, and I whispered in her ear: "Don't play tricks."

I loosened the whip a little, and entered the small building with Qingxue, she twisted the candlestick on the table, there was a rustling sound like willow leaves fluttering outside, if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

After such a toss, it was almost dark.

Wushe put the coffin on the ground and glanced at me.

You do it or I do it?

I stared at the person in the coffin—it was pretty good-looking, not rotten, as expected of the protagonist.

Bu Lian had a handsome face, with soft features and brows as remote as a distant mountain, somewhat similar to Wushe.

I looked at Bu Lian's face, and my heart beat a little faster - what's wrong with this?Is the plot setting that I will fall in love with him at first sight?

I quickly knocked out these unrealistic thoughts in my head.

"I'll do it." I said, the whip tightened, and Qingxue let out a scream, which quickly died down. I threw her out, and cervical dislocation was inevitable.

"Let's go." Wushe went to carry the coffin.

"Just save him here." I said, bending down.

The effect of Jiaozhi is obvious.

The originally blue-gray face soon turned blood-colored.

The lifeless chest also began to rise and fall.

It's a pity that such an easy-to-use jiaozhi is only so small. To be on the safe side, I fed all of it to Bu Lian, and now I feel a little pity.

[Congratulations to group j for completing the task of resurrecting the protagonist!100 points! 】

There was a burst of joy in my heart, and Bu Lian became more and more pleasing to the eye.

I raised my head and looked at Unforgiven.

There was no joy on his face, but he was staring at me closely.

"Why are you looking at me like that? By the way, you are Bu Lian's master. After he wakes up, it's up to you to communicate with him and make him trust you." I said.

"Okay." Wushe said, but it looked like he was not interested in the protagonist.

"In order to win the game, you must work hard!" I couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry." Wushe agreed.