After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

The flat road is really flat, and there is no change in the end of a road.

At the end of the road is a throne with an old treasure chest on it.This treasure chest has been baptized by the years, and it looks very broken, which is not commensurate with the resplendent and golden throne.

Inside the box was a gold pocket watch.

This pocket watch is covered with mysterious and beautiful patterns, with a bright bright red gemstone inlaid in the center, and the thin crystal bracelet shone with misty colored light in the dim light, making it look very expensive.

Open the watch cover, the hands made of gemstones are turning dutifully, but the text on the dial is dusty.Dusty treasures are waste products, no wonder they were thrown here.

Tsuruze searched left and right, and finally found a rusty broken sword from behind the throne, and slashed across his palm mercilessly——

His dagger was confiscated by An Lin who was angry.The swordsman girl has already discovered that the dagger carried by Mao Mao, who is keen on death, does not have much self-defense effect at all, and is more used to hurt herself.

It's a pity that her purpose was defeated. When a bad cat wants to hurt herself, lack of tools is no reason to stop him.

Tsuruze put his hand on the dusty treasure box, and the box began to absorb his blood.

With the loss of blood, the box gradually became brand new, and the color became more and more red, the red was strange.Even the material of the wood has gradually become crystal clear and gem-like.

Then the box was opened, and Tsuruze's whole cat was swallowed into the box.

Something black spread out of the box, distorting the world.

A blizzard swept across the land, and the whole world was pale.

All bystanders felt a trance, and it was difficult to recall their previous memories.

Ah... that's right!They came here to see the past of a person who was...

A slender young man walked from the vast snowstorm. He was wearing an expensive cloak, and his long golden hair was like the brilliance of the sun.

His orange eyes curved mysteriously, and the expression on his face was one of nervous pleasure.

"All the gifts of fate have a hidden price. A poor coward can't afford expensive chips, so he is doomed to lose everything he ever got."

He sang a strange chant in his mouth, like a prophet speaking an extremely certain prophecy.

Everyone was at a loss, what was he talking about?

The young man just smiled, and said to the void: "Don't you understand? That's nothing."

This sentence is like telling a bystander!

For a while, many people only felt cold all over and their scalps were numb.But if you observe carefully, it seems that the young man can't see them, which can't help but make people a little suspicious.

Crazy paper people are not scary, and many people even think they are cute.But if this crazy paper man appears in front of his eyes alive, few people can accept it calmly.

I'm afraid this is Ye Gong's love for dragons, right?

The young man passed through the vast wind and snow, he saw beggars in the corner sheltering from the cold wind, and casually threw an expensive gemstone into a beggar's broken bowl.

The gemstone collided with the broken bowl and made a clanging sound. The beggar who was lying on the ground opened his eyes with great vigor, jumped up suddenly, and put the gemstone into his arms.

He was complacent, but he didn't realize that when a person gets a treasure that doesn't match his identity and ability, it will inevitably attract other coveters to compete for it.

The beggars who witnessed that scene rushed up in a swarm, and a group of people were beaten to death.

Eventually the controversial and highly sought-after expensive gem fell down the drain and was swept away by the sewage.

And the young man who created this absurd drama casually hummed happily, and walked slowly towards the most supreme palace in the city.

There shines the most dazzling light at the top of power.

He will succeed in whatever he wants to do.There is no doubt that he has become the new emperor.

However, when he sat down on the supreme chair, he only felt cold and chilling.

The lofty nobles and city lords prostrated at his feet, and an apostle of the holy religion walked towards him holding the imperial crown.

Knocked down mercilessly.

The young man leaned back on the chair with his legs crossed without any image, his orange eyes were full of tyranny.

With a wild smile on his face, he asked maliciously: "What do you think is qualified to be pressed on my head, huh?"

This big cat is very willful, as long as rights, not responsibilities.

In his eyes, Dijun's position is just a bigger ball of yarn that can be played for a longer time.

How could Maomao wrong herself to eat less dried fish for the sake of an interesting ball of yarn?

This is too unfair and unreasonable.

Time seems to have passed only for a moment, and it seems to be a long time.

The world is thriving under the rule of the tyrant, and the nobles are trembling every day, for fear that one day they will be disliked by the tyrant and executed for a strange reason.

One night, the day-to-day boredom changed a little.

A child came to the palace.

He walked in as if no one else was around, and the guards with guns turned a blind eye to him, and no one came to stop him.

He has exactly the same face as that young man, with blond hair and orange eyes.It can almost be said that the young man is him who has grown up.

Two cats, one big and one small, met in the dormitory.

The big one was playing with the expensive wine at this time, the bloody wine was only tasted and then discarded on the equally expensive carpet, the whole room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine.

"You've been so chic, my evil thoughts."

The little cat's eyes were full of viscous malice, making him look like a life-seeker who just crawled out of hell.

The big one smiled disapprovingly, as if he wasn't surprised by the arrival of the little cat: "What's the difference between us? You say I'm evil, do you think you have good thoughts... It's so hypocritical that it makes people sick I want to die immediately!"

The big cat's face was full of disgust and nausea.He looked a little drunk, he staggered to the window and leaned on the window sill.

Just a little further and he could have fallen headfirst and died.

"Want to die with me?"

After a while, the cool wind calmed him a little.The big cat asked with drunken eyes.

In the gorgeous palace, under the golden moonlight, a beautiful long-haired beauty who made people dizzy sent out an invitation to die in love.

Like a beauty snake that lures others to hell.The skin of a Bodhisattva, the heart of a snake and scorpion.

The little one laughed and said, "Are you afraid of being alone so you don't dare to die alone? If you kneel down and beg me, it's not that I can't accompany you."

"Really, do you also like to act like a baby to yourself? Slimy brat, disgusting! It's disgusting!"

The big cat pulled its face down, arched its waist and retched a few times, its arms could not support its body and fell from the window sill.It fell on the soft carpet without pain, and made a muffled sound.

But he still complained: "I hate it, I'm most afraid of pain."

With red eyes and messy blond hair scattered on his shoulders, he watched the kitten slowly walk in front of him.

The very similar appearance of the two magnifies this mysterious charm that cannot be concealed when they face each other.

The lights were dim, and the shadows of the curtains on the gorgeous big bed floated.Looking at each other, they seem to have reached some kind of consensus.The smile on the kitten's face gradually faded, and the big cat barely hooked the corners of its lips.

He pressed his forehead and frowned slightly, perhaps because of his drunkenness, his face was very pale.Vulnerability and fragility are magnified in this youth.

He stretched out his hands to tidy up the somewhat messy blond hair for the kitten, and murmured softly:

"However, I always feel... a little pitiful."

The kitten raised its eyelids wearily, and sneered with that sullen expression: "Are you pitying yourself?"

"Of course not." The big cat grabbed the kitten's face viciously, turning the little fat face red, and proudly flaunted: "I'm about to get eternal sleep, you annoying little monster Just keep struggling to live forever!"

He snorted angrily, unsteadily climbed up and sat back on the window sill.

Moonlight fell on him.At this time, the room was dark, but the outside was extremely bright due to the presence of the moon, and the entire portrait of the young man was glowing.

He fell backwards.

Smiling in the light, he held out his hand to Tsuruze.

A look of emotion appeared on the young child's face, and he couldn't help but take a step forward and stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the person who could lead him to death and liberation.

A hand pulled him back from the darkness with undeniable force, bringing him back from the false light to the real darkness.

An Lin grabbed him again.

The falling young man showed a nonchalant, yet genuine smile, and closed his eyes.

A little bit regretfully broken in the light.

The gemstone characters on the gold pocket watch lit up one by one, and the treasure returned to its owner.

Facing An Lin's angry and puzzled expression, Tsuruze turned the dial of the gold pocket watch before the swordsman girl spoke.

The world is distorted once again, and time is turned back, returning to the maze of the Casino of Souls.

Heze Maomao and An Lin stood at the fork in the maze, as before, An Lin took the small road, and Maomao took the main road.

This scene made everyone a little dazed, and it was difficult to determine what they had seen before.

At this time, their memories affected by time finally recovered, and all of them showed horrified expressions on their faces.

What happened in this illusion could actually affect them? !

And the young man who suddenly appeared before even seemed to be aware of their existence!

What the hell does this happen?

Some people who were inexplicably drawn into this illusion began to feel anxious, and some worried whether this was another conspiracy against them.

But their emotions can't affect what's going on in the illusion at all. The cubs' attention is completely attracted by the cats, and no one cares about the little thoughts of the adults.

Unlike the poisonous bug traps on the small roads, the main roads are full of people.

These people are like walking corpses, their eyes are empty, their expressions are numb and motionless.Their clothes were ragged, and some even had their limbs rotted into bones.

No emotion, neither fear nor anger.Standing neatly in rows, like corn stalks in the field, they can overwhelm one by pushing.

After falling down, they just lay down, showing no intention of getting up.

Such aimless existence has become the reserve food of this casino.

These people were artificially removed.

At the end of this road full of walking dead, it is not the throne and treasure chest they saw before, but a formation full of evil.