The villain beg you to kill me

"Susu." Wushe hugged me and called my name.

I felt that he was a little stiff, so I touched his back: "What's wrong?"

"I really want to beat you up." Wu'she said from the bottom of his heart.

"..."

"Why?" I asked sincerely.

"Because you left me alone again." Wushe said, although he was wronged, he didn't show any expression.

"So you're killing the Quartet?" I asked.

"Well, I want to kill them all to see if the world will collapse." Wushe said calmly.

"I have to take medicine." I said.

Although this is a virtual world, I dare not put him in the real world casually because Wushe is so quick to kill him.

"I got the 'key to the plot'." Wushe ignored my complaints.

"what?"

"Princess Yunhua," Wushe said, "the 'key to the plot' left behind."

"What is it?" I remembered that it happened that when we fell into the underground dark room, the system prompted the princess to activate the "key to the plot".

I thought that "the key to the plot" was a trap, but I didn't expect such a thing to exist.

"The last villain boss is Yunmeng Formation, as long as you can get out from here, you can win."

It turned out that it was no wonder that Qingyun and Qingxue also came to find Yunmeng formation.

Wushe smiled slightly: "To prevent accidents, before I come here, I will first find and kill the other plot modifiers."

I was taken aback: "So that's the case."

Wushe smiled and said: "Even if you leave me behind, I will find you. ——Win the plot revisionist competition, and then go to your world."

This is how Unforgiven works, how could I not know.

But knowing it, I feel a little distressed.

Wushe said again: "Although I don't quite understand what those pronunciations mean, but there are 26 of them, and now there are only 2 left."

"English letters?" I said to myself, "Just now group a was eliminated, and the remaining two are j and z?"

z is the group of major authors.

Wushe nodded: "The other group is your friends."

He did remember clearly.

Wushe said again: "So, now you can tell me why Bu Lian took you away?"

I:"……"

Wu'she brought the question back again, if he doesn't give him a satisfactory answer today, he probably won't let it go.

I was anxious, and suddenly there was a commotion in the street.

"Be careful."

Wushe picked me up, kicked open the window on the balcony, and jumped in.

Several bullet holes were punched in the wall.

"How come?" I have never seen such a battle in the real world.

"This hidden weapon is really fast." Wushe said.

I:"……"

Someone started banging on the door.

Wushe put me on the ground, blocked me with the sofa, and approached the door.

I couldn't see Wu's forgiveness, so I was a little flustered for a while.

Then there was a bang, and the door was kicked open.

There were two more "dong dong", and I saw someone fall to the ground.

This is not the real world I am familiar with.

But the legs can't move, but it's the same as in reality.

It made it impossible for me to get up and help.

No, I have to calm down and think about how to break the illusion.

Hallucination... The two people in Group A were wiped out so quickly.

The opponents in the illusion do not exist in reality, but they will cause us real damage.

"Susu, are you okay?"

Wushe walked around the sofa and reached out to me.

"Huh?" I woke up from my contemplation.

He had picked me up, and I saw a group of men in black at the door.

"Don't worry, they won't force you to do things you don't like anymore." Wushe said cheerfully.

Wait, I don't even know who they are.

"What did they force me for?" I was at a loss.

Wushe said: "Susu, I know you didn't volunteer to be a plot editor. They forced you to do things you don't like, and you have to suffer all kinds of hardships for the protagonist you don't like. You really deserve to die."

I looked carefully: "No one is persecuting me...I don't even know these people."

Wushe was startled, and said again: "Don't know?"

I nodded.

Wushe turned them over with his feet and showed them to me.

I shook my head: "I really don't know."

Wushe frowned: "It seems that there are still people who persecute you."

As soon as he finished speaking, another wave of men in black jumped in as if to answer his guess.

Wushe immediately released a magic spell, knocked them out, and carried me out to recognize my face.

I shook my head: "Calm down, I really don't know these people, and I don't know why they come to trouble you."

There was a trace of confusion in Wushe's eyes, and then he stepped on one of the wrists and asked, "Honestly, what is your purpose?"

The man spat out blood, with a face that would rather die than surrender, and said, "The task...is not finished...don't even think about...escape...cough cough..."

Wushe looked at me: "Look, they are the ones persecuting you."

I'm speechless.

I said, "Did you forget that this is the Yunmeng Grand Formation?"

Wushe seemed to have suddenly remembered this.

I found that Wushe's ability to resist the Yunmeng Formation was not as strong as mine.

I said: "So even if you kill them all, it has nothing to do with the real world. Moreover, the key point is that no one in the real world forces me to be a plot corrector."

At this moment, a man came up the stairs with a mace.

"Take your life!" The author raised his mace and roared fiercely.

Wushe threw out a spell, and the author flew backwards and hit the wall.

I squinted my eyes, no, no.

"This is all your hallucination... It's the product of your hallucination." I suddenly realized, "You also created this world according to my description, so the people here are all generated according to your imagination... Wait, but I I haven't described the world I live in to you in detail, but my home is so real... It seems that this world invokes my memories."

I seem to have grasped the principle of Yunmeng Great Formation.

No wonder people on the street are staring at me.

No wonder someone is chasing me.

No wonder the great author became a member of the hunting team.

If Wushe really knew the identity of the major author, then the major author should also be the boss of the gangster!

Therefore, the solution to this world... should be: to change the unforgiving mess of prejudices.

If prejudice does not exist, the world of prejudice will also cease to exist.

"Wu'an," I said, "my world is very peaceful, almost like...the world without Zhao Heyu."

Wushe listened quietly and accepted my statement.

"No one forced me, I did all this for fun—" I hesitated, "Well, it's for money."

Wushe showed a disgusted expression.

"You support me without money! Why do you use this expression!" I couldn't help hitting him.

"I will support you." Wushe said expressionlessly.

"Forget it, if we succeed in going out this time, you will just stay by my side, don't do anything, and observe for two months first." I said.

"People don't offend me, I don't offend others." Wushe said neither humble nor overbearing.

"...Do you really think so?"

"When I'm in a good mood." Wushe said calmly.

I hold my forehead.

"Go ahead." Wushe said.

I glanced at the people shaking on the ground and said: "Actually, not so many people want to kill me. I'm just an insignificant person in my world."

Wushe let out a "hmm".

The people on the ground "swish" disappeared, leaving only the clean and clean stairwell.

"My world is very ordinary, and it may make you feel bored. At this time, people upstairs and downstairs are living their lives, and there may be the sound of washing machines and cooking..."

With my description, those ordinary and trivial voices in this world gradually appeared.

"...the neighbor brought his children back for lunch, and greeted the old lady who was taking a walk after dinner."

"Ah, Aunt Zhang."

"Xiao Li, did you bring your baby back for dinner so early?"

Such a conversation came from downstairs.

After I finished speaking, I hugged Wushe's neck tightly: "Okay, don't stand in the middle of the stairs, it's embarrassing."

Wushe laughed, hugged me and strode downstairs.

When passing by the three people created by his illusion, the old lady and the middle-aged man looked at Wushe in surprise.