God does not love the world [unlimited]

【I'm sluggish】

【This really is black. A fairy tale, Peter Pan killed Little Red Riding Hood or something】

[He killed Little Red Riding Hood is not the point, the point is that they used to be good friends, but they still want to kill him? ! 】

【I'm just curious, Shimei said that the players are all substitutes for the protagonists of those fairy tales. Does this mean that the protagonists represented by the players are all dead now? 】

【So they were all killed by Peter Pan?What hatred, what resentment? ? 】

It was very late at night, and there were intermittent crows in the forest, each with a hoarse tone, knocking the raindrops on the trees, which perfectly covered the sound of animals swimming.

The blade of grass was bent down by the weight that suddenly moved up, gradually approached the castle, and then stopped under the root of the tree.

"According to what you said, all the players are not the protagonists in the original story, so are all the characters replaced by the players dead?" Qiao Yan moved forward to push away the grass.

Shi Yu stepped on a puddle on the ground, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw something in his peripheral vision, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Qiao Yan was caught off guard, and at the same time she backed away, she heard rustling in the grass.

A shadow suddenly sprang out like lightning, with bright red patterns, and its fangs slammed into his arm.

"boom--"

The flower snake was bounced backwards as if hitting a wall, fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Shi Yu was stunned.

Qiao Yan quickly came back to his senses, stepped forward and grabbed the snake by the tail, and lifted the snake up: "It's okay."

Shi Yu looked at the little flower snake struggling in his hand.

Qiao Yan pinched the back of the little snake's fate: "After I came here, I discovered that not only is there a missing leg, but the texture of the body has become exactly like metal."

Shi Yu reacted for two seconds: "Tin soldier?"

"Probably, but there is no bottle of copper sulfate here to do experiments. I'm not sure whether only the external properties have changed, or the elemental composition has also changed." Qiao Yan pinched the little snake unconscious and threw it back, "But it's quite Well, at least I'm not afraid of getting hurt."

Shi Yu was silent for a few seconds: "Do you know the ending of the tin soldier in the story?"

"I don't remember clearly." Qiao Yan went back to the castle, "It seems that for some reason, he swam around in the belly of the fish, and was finally bought by the original owner to cook, and it was taken out during the dissection?"

"Finally melted."

Qiao Yan was taken aback.

Shi Yu manipulated the silk thread to tie the railing on the balcony: "It was thrown into the fire by the master's child and burned."

The golden thread began to tighten, and he jumped back to his room.

He realized something was wrong the moment he pushed the door open, but it was too late to retreat.

"little Red Riding Hood."

The person inside had brown curly hair and was wearing clothes made of green leaves. It took only an instant for him to fly up from the bed until he was face to face with him. His eyes were full of incomprehensible things.

Shi Yu's wrists were clasped tightly by the other party, and the night wind behind him gushed into the hem of his clothes.

The other party asked: "Where have you been?"

Shi Yu didn't answer, or he could see that the other party didn't even think about listening to his answer.

"You left the castle, right?" Peter Pan looked at him, "Didn't you?"

Shi Yu was silent for a few seconds, and responded softly.

The scene in front of him suddenly faded, he was dragged from the balcony into the room, the door closed with a bang, and his back hit the door, the humming vibration was transmitted to the spine, and it took a long time for the dull pain to spread.

Peter Pan had sealed the way out between the two: "Remember what I said to you an hour ago?"

It took them only six or ten minutes to walk from the room to the river to South Oaks and back.

"What do you want to do?"

Peter Pan turned a deaf ear: "Remember?"

Shi Yu could only answer: "I remember."

Peter Pan grabbed him and flew towards the corner, and regardless of the other party being dragged staggeringly, he suddenly lifted the curtain in the corner.

The dust scattered, and the smoke made people cough.

The lock at the bottom was unlocked at some point, and Shi Yu saw clearly what was under the curtain for the first time.

There is a chain on the tall log frame, the iron ring on the top hangs down, and the bottom is connected to the ground. The chain winds up along the diameter of the log frame, like a poisonous snake tightly wound.

"As I said, I'll be angry if I leave again." Peter Pan took off the top hoop, "So I want you to put it on now, okay?"

Shi Yu didn't look at it much: "I didn't promise you either."

"But you didn't veto it." Because he could fly, Peter Pan looked at him almost condescendingly at the moment, "You have already breached the contract once, do you want to do it again?"

Shi Yu: "I will break the contract, isn't it because of you?"

Peter Pan paused suddenly.

"I hope the big bad wolf eats me, isn't it you?"

Peter Pan restrained his wrist so hard that the bruise came out.

"Aren't you the one who threw the tin soldier into the water on purpose, hoping he would die in the belly of the fish?"

Peter Pan couldn't control his voice all of a sudden: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Shi Yu asked: "Then why do you have a cookbook on carp on your bookshelf?"

Peter Pan forgot to ask how the other party knew what books were on his shelf.

"The tin soldier has only one leg, and his running speed is far inferior to that of you who can fly, or even that of a normal person. If someone tries to do something to him, he will have no time to escape." Shi Yu said, "There are only four rooms There are no railings on the balcony of his room."

Peter Pan retreated subconsciously.

Shi Yu approached: "As long as you open the window on a rainy day and use any reason to call him to the balcony, for example, if you stand outside the castle and shout at him, the strong wind will blow him out of the castle , and finally washed into the river by the rainwater flow, and then swallowed by big fish. But it is metal, and animals cannot digest it, so you buy it back with the fish, omit the dissection process, and throw it directly into the fire Stack roast."

【Lying trough】

[This, this, this? ? ? 】

Peter Pan's back hit the wall, and there was no way back.

Shi Yu stopped in front of him: "I guessed right."

There is no light in the room, and the only brightness is contributed by the occasional angle of the curtains, and the curves cast on the ground fluctuate, like the veil played by a child naughty.

Peter Pan was silent for a full minute, then suddenly blinked.

A drop of water suddenly fell down, rolled across the gap between the two, and finally landed on the ground, leaving deep marks.

The other party didn't know when his eyes were red, and the grievance in his eyes was obvious.

Only at this moment did Shi Yu catch his last breath, and the next moment, the relaxed strength on his neck tightened up again, and the cold sense of aggression quickly penetrated and retreated. He didn't realize it until the gurgling blood dripped down the neckline. What just cut your own skin.

When subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to struggle, Liu Qiao in Yu Guangli was born first, and accurately cut the blue blood vessels protruding from his hands, and the warm liquid leaked out drop by drop in accordance with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

Peter Pan retracted the blade that had broken his wrist, but his eyes were still clean, pure, naive, and unworldly, as if the sadness just now was just an illusion of others: "I will be angry."

He emphasized the general tone, as if he suddenly discovered the adult's coaxing, and the means of protesting dissatisfied was to take his favorite candy from the refrigerator by himself, and when he was done, he would show off his skills to the adult: "Who made you not believe it."

Shi Yu moved her fingertips, and suddenly realized something from the abnormal fatigue of her body: "What did you put in the room?"

Peter Pan smiled brightly: "Eternal Sleeping Flower, you asked me if I could teach you how to plant it."

The curtains were finally completely blown open by the wind from the window slit, and the golden flowers in the corner were in full bloom, piled up from the window sill to the bedside, and the long strips of green leaves were luxuriant under the lamp.

The moment the opponent approached, Shi Yu threw the long sword in his hand without hesitation.

The sword light that filled the room was more dazzling than imagined, wrapping people, binding them tightly and then ironing them, melting human bones, human blood, and every inch of human flesh.

The shackles on the wrists were gone.

Shi Yu stepped back and stepped on the threshold of the closed room before the light dissipated.

But at this moment, a hand grabbed his shoulder with such strength that it almost crushed his bones.The suddenly strong fragrance choked into the lungs, smashing the dim vision like a hammer and chisel.

Shi Yu's hands were shaking violently, the cut on his neck was bleeding faster because of his violent movements, the stained clothes were sticky to his heart, and the moment he was about to fall, he was caught by the blood on his shoulders. Hand up.

He was dragged and turned around, facing a pair of cold eyes.

Peter Pan was floating high in the air, and the long sword was deeply embedded in the wall after being staggered away from him. However, only his sleeve was cut by Feng Rui, and he held the opponent's hand with ten percent strength.

Shi Yu's feet didn't land on the ground, and the feeling of weightlessness tore at his heartbeat. The pupils of the other party in his field of vision were black and dense, and when he approached, there was a suffocating sense of oppression. He pronounced a sentence to him: "This is the third time."

Peter Pan lowered his head and asked, "Do you really think that I dare not do anything to you?"

Shi Yu's back was soaked in cold sweat, his body was so soft that he couldn't lift his strength, but he could still hear his own breathing clearly.

"As I said, don't leave. If you really have to try, I can also show you my reaction."

The index finger of Peter Pan's left hand blocked the bloody cut on his neck, and then pressed down suddenly: "As long as your people stay in the castle intact, it doesn't matter whether they live or die."

The breathing channel was suddenly cut off, and Shi Yu couldn't feel how fast the blood on the neck was flowing. The last clear image in his eyes was the appearance of two iron rings fastened, and then his hands were so loaded that he could no longer lift them. stand up.

The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, his eyes were closed, and no matter how softly he opened his mouth, the words were still clear: "Peter Pan."

Peter Pan sneered: "It's useless to call him anything now."

"You want me to stay in the castle so much, why do you want the wolves to eat me?"

"If the wolf can really eat you, of course I will recapture it and kill it, and bury it in the back garden of the castle." Peter Pan said frankly.

"Then why don't you just use the chain?"

"Because then you will find out." Peter Pan tugged on the chain, and the metal bump tied to the opponent's wrist knocked into the ear through the bone, "And I am doing it now."

"You did it now."

"Yes, I did." Peter Pan repeated, "I know."

"Aren't you going to enjoy your fruits?"

Peter Pan was taken aback.

"Why did I leave the castle, why did I have to run out, why did I hide from you. In the forest, there are towering green trees and rivers rushing at the bottom of the mountain, jackdaws, insects inhabit, and ferocious beasts come out at night. When I first saw it, I felt like I was competing for beauty after watching it for a long time. It’s tasteless, what is there in it that attracts others and is worthy of nostalgia?”

As long as the forest remains the same forest, sooner or later, people trapped in the castle will find a chance to get out.

Either destroy the forest, or destroy the people.

Just as Peter Pan followed his will to understand this point, the next second he stepped on the ground, leaned against the wall, and kicked him in the stomach.

It was obvious that he used a lot of force, and he flew upside down and hit the cabinet.He heard the sound of metal chains being dragged on the ground, and as soon as he raised his head, shadows fell in front of his eyes.

The flower pot on the window sill was hooked by the curtain and fell down, and the flower juice and grass liquid were soaked into the splashed soil.

The other party's neck was still bleeding, and the arteries in both wrists that were buckled into the iron ring were also bleeding, almost dripping down all the way, abruptly smashing a messy path of blood with the footsteps.However, the movement of pulling the person up from the ground is still steady, it is said to be gentle and more casual as if it doesn't matter.

Peter Pan said, "You're going to die right now, you can't beat me."

The other party said calmly: "But killing you is enough."