God does not love the world [unlimited]

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【! ! ! ! 】

【Cow wow bullfrog】

【This player please stop exuding charm! ! ! 】

【So handsome, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome, beautiful, I fell in love with it all】

【It turns out that the game live broadcasts of God's Domain all have this style of painting?Immediately download the APP, please give me a dozen of such beauties! ! ! 】

[What are you thinking about before, Shi Meiren is also a rare treasure in God's Domain, okay? 】

[It's not rare, it's unique! ! ! 】

[It's yyds! ! ! 】

Shi Yu closed the pen cap and took out the porcelain bottle again: "There is no day in this country, so the measurement of time becomes very important. I am not sure whether the long night has anything to do with Chongming, but there is a 90.00% possibility relationship, because the Chongming Bird depends on the time for each attack, and also because the Chongming Bird's blood is the only combustible thing in this world."

He Weiyou quickly stopped: "Wait, what is the only combustible thing?"

Shi Yu didn't look up: "Lamp oil."

He Weiyou's eyes widened.

"Didn't you experiment?" Shi Yu's tone was flat, "When I woke up in the morning, I saw that the tables and chairs in the cellar room, even the straw and bedding on the bed had burnt marks, but they were not damaged. That is You burned it with an oil lamp, those things are not ignitable in this world, so lamp oil will become a currency in circulation.”

He Weiyou always felt inexplicably ashamed.

"And you should have discovered that the color and taste of lamp oil are exactly the same as blood."

He Wei didn't speak for a long time.

How would he explain it? He was really surprised at the beginning, but he just thought about why it was currency when he got the lamp oil from the pawnshop.

It would be embarrassing to say that.

Fortunately, the other party obviously didn't want him to answer: "The purpose of the emperor's special mission to raise Chongming is obvious, which is to obtain blood to make lamp oil. Then the players who are sent to raise Chongming are unlikely to be ordinary people. Either It is a subjective wish that the emperor absolutely trusts his loyal people; or he must be raised and cared for by these twelve people, which is an objective condition."

Shi Yu said: "For the time being, I haven't found evidence to prove the former, and with the information that Chongming killed people according to the location of the chicken pen, I tend to be the latter."

He Weiyou was stunned: "Chongming must be raised by us? What's the reason?"

"The people of the country that is rich in Ming, the clan that regards the divine bird as a symbol, and the people with supernatural powers who specialize in collecting monsters for their own use."

"Do you specialize in surgery?" He Weiyou saw him take out a piece of cloth from his sleeve pocket, "But this is just a guess..."

Shi Yu spread out the cloth on the table.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of. It looks old, but there is nothing damaged, but the edges are rough and uneven, and the handwriting on it has faded so badly that it is almost impossible to see what it is.

The only part on the top that can still be seen clearly is a chicken drawn with simple strokes, with a cage outside, and a circle of stick figures standing outside the cage, surrounded like a hexagram, with their bodies lowered as if teasing a pet.

He Weiyou was dumbfounded: "When did you get this thing?!"

"When the game first started."

"where?"

"Under the pillow."

"Don't tell me that I found it when I went out after dinner to inquire about the news when you were catching up on sleep!"

"..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Shi Yu thought for a while, and remembered that when He Weiyou first came back, he actually planned to tell him. Unfortunately, before he could speak, he was interrupted by the other party's "What are you doing?" It also extends to peeling corn and feeding chickens.

The responsibility should never fall on him.

He Weiyou was depressed: "What kind of luck is this?"

Shi Yu played with the lamp oil bottle, but shook his head when he heard the words: "This should not be the only one."

"why?"

"There are traces of being torn on its edges." Shi Yu said, "I suspect that there are such cards in the residences of twelve players."

He Wei subconsciously said: "Can I summon the dragon if I gather all the pieces together?"

"No."

"You're so boring." He Weiyou grabbed the rag, stared back and forth at the graffiti of the chicken in the cage and the six stick figures, and suddenly said after a while, "Wait, is this still closed? "

"Ok?"

"The emperor locked the Chongming bird in a cage, and the Chongming bird was deprived of its freedom. In turn, it cursed that this country would always have night and no day, so its blood would be the only combustible and currency here-is the logic chain complete? "

"It's very complete."

"That……"

Shi Yu shook her head: "But I don't think so."

He Wei was taken aback.

"The lamp oil in this country is probably obtained from the tens of thousands of Chongming in the palace. Imagine that one day the emperor suddenly refused to provide lamp oil to the people. Without light and heat, it is impossible for human beings to survive."

He Weiyou unconsciously tightened his grip on the piece of cloth.

"If only the long night in this country is caused by Chongming, or if the sunrise itself requires Chongming, then Chongming is equivalent to standing at the highest point of this country or even the world. If this is the case, why does the emperor close it? Why? Don’t let it out? Shouldn’t a normal person find a problem and solve it? Shouldn’t he apologize if he knows that the sunrise and Chongming are closely related?”

Shi Yu calmly said: "No matter how good a pet is, can it be compared to Jiangshan and life?"

He Wei couldn't say a word.

He never thought about it.

Shi Yu said: "Another way of thinking, if the emperor didn't want to imprison it at all, at least not after the long night appeared in this country. Then either the lack of daylight is not Chongming's own will, or Chongming himself refuses to leave the palace."

He Weiyou heard nothing before, until the last sentence: "Chongming himself refuses to leave? How is this possible?"

"In the palace, there are emperors who love carved railings and jade, and delicacies from mountains and seas. Outside, they are self-sufficient and follow the law of the jungle. If it were you, what would you choose?"

Shi Yu said softly: "You always say that the emperor deprived them of their freedom, but that's from the perspective that they don't like the imperial palace. But Zi Feiyu knows the joy of fish. No matter how important freedom is, is it as important as glory and wealth?"

He Weiyou stared at him blankly, his palms gradually becoming wet with sweat.

【Scalp tingling】

[Goosebumps are rising]

[Although, this is the basic operation, mainly other players will not think about these NPCs at all]

[But I remember that Lord Lord God doesn't know how to empathize with sentient beings... What the hell is he trying to do by substituting others so skillfully now? 】

[This is okay, what's even more outrageous is, isn't the main god favored by heaven?Isn't it said that everything should go smoothly and smoothly?In this game, being imprisoned, being attacked by Chongming Night, being used by the players to take the blame, and getting injured all over the body without reaping any benefits, who has seen this style of misfortune and fortune? 】

[Bad luck can be said to be born with horoscopes. The main god is obviously an innate god. Let’s not talk about whether this kind of existence with the same life span as the sky will die. Even if Fuye God really has the ability to kill him, he will How could reincarnation be possible?Even if reincarnated, how could it be an ordinary human being?On the premise of having a godhead, shouldn't he at least be a god? ? 】

[And his physique... I've been really confused for a long time. He is obviously born with weak bones, so it is impossible for him to exercise vigorously, let alone want to practice martial arts. The kind that human life will not be taken at all.Where did he come from to be able to fight against a hundred? ? ? 】

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"He has lost his godhead now, he is not even as good as a human being at all, yet you still let him run away?"

The blue veins on the back of Zhuosu's hanging hand: "I said, if it wasn't because of Zemeng's sudden..."

"If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of Zhemeng, you would definitely be able to kill him?" Shu Nian sneered, "Just because you can't even kill him when he's half dead?"

Neither are faring too well.

Not only broke through the encirclement of the forbidden army, but also passed through the guards to leave the palace, and the divine power was suppressed by half, and now the two of them were almost completely soaked in blood. Just looking at the amount of bleeding compared to Shi Yu's appearance in the palace before, it was even worse. And more than that.

But also because of the nourishment of divine power, they didn't even need to deliberately apply medicine, and the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the entire picture had been fitted with a reflection tape, and the blood scabs fell off until they were intact.

When escaping from the palace, it happened to be raining, and Shu Nian patted off the brown scabs that had fallen on the folds of her clothes, and angrily tore off the cuffs.

"Zhemeng obviously came here by smuggling in, and the avatar must have disappeared now."

"Did you forget the healing order that Zemeng wrote to him before he left?" Shu Nian didn't raise her eyelids, "You can beat him without any injuries on his body?"

Zhuosu pressed on the bracelet a few times, and took out a porcelain bottle: "This is fine."

Shu Nian smelled the bitter taste in the air: "Did you forget that the Chi in Xiajiutian also gave him medicine?"

"It's different."

"What's the difference?"

Zhuosu lifted the stopper expressionlessly, and poured a drop on the ground.

Shu Nian stared at the ground, stepping back step by step.

With the point where the drop of potion fell as the center of the circle, the green plants on the grass gradually withered radially outward.

Zhuosu pushed the cork back: "It's too late, Chi Feng drugged him and he killed him because he shouldn't have poured it in. Just the smell is enough to make him lose his ability to move."

"Why?"

Zhuosu threw it upwards, and the vase rose to the highest point.He raised his hand to catch the porcelain bottle: "When the one used 190 nine Onal nails on him, the medicine pool under his body was prepared by me."

Shu Nian suddenly seemed to understand something, and said clearly: "No wonder even his soul can be soaked, so the raw material of this medicine is your disgusting power."

Chu Mushen Zhuosu was in charge of withering.

Shu Nian leaned on the tree: "I killed the master, so you are the same."

Zhuosu suddenly tightened his grip on the medicine bottle.

Shu Nian sneered: "Why are you pretending to be innocent here? After everything has been done, you still want to put on your ignorant and innocent mask and never take it off again?"

A cloud of black mist hit him directly.

Shu Nian didn't even move, the ground in front of her was cracked suddenly, and the rattan, which was only the size of a pea, grew thick enough to hug her arms in an instant, and the fog that stopped it was corroded and scorched black.

Zhuosu's voice was cold: "Find him out."

The sizzling sound of the black mist hitting the vines gradually subsided, and Shu Nian pointed at the leaves of the vines and tapped lightly.

Da da.

Da da da.

Da-da-da.

……

After a long while, the silent vines suddenly swayed, as if they were happily swaying to please their master after completing the task.

Shu Nian tore off the leaf and said with a smile, "I found it."

Zhuosu looked at her.

Shu Nian flicked the leaf in her hand in one direction: "There is an inn five kilometers away, and he is on the second floor with a human right now."

Zhuosu walked towards the direction where the leaves fell, just took two steps and then turned around, and saw the other party going in the completely opposite direction: "Are you going to go there?"

"Go," Shu Nian said, "but I have to get that old thing out first."

"Emperor?" Zhuo Su paused, "What else does he do?"

Shu Nian raised the arm that had not yet shed the scabs and signaled: "What do you think? That dog chased people like a mad dog with him and chopped them down. Do I still have to be grateful that nothing happened?"

"You want to borrow the emperor's knife?"

"Didn't that dog push you off the throne just to climb up naturally? Didn't it just want to take off the hat of the commander of the imperial army and sit on the throne?" Shu Nian raised the corners of her lips, "Why should I just watch He got what he wanted?"

Zhuosu glanced at her.

"As long as the real emperor comes back, will he still be able to sit on the dragon chair in the Hall of Absolute Beginning?" Shu Nian said carelessly, "The knives he dared to ask someone to cut on me, he must at least give me back one by one before he dies. .”

Zhuosu repeated realistically: "You are really a pervert."

He was not in a hurry to leave now, and the porcelain bottle in his palm was warm: "Where did you lock the emperor?"

Shu Nian walked north along the palace wall: "Yuting Palace."