The Fool of the Gods

Impossible, this must be a trap.

She is using my kindness again, but unfortunately, my kindness is reserved for good people. For evil people like you, you are only worthy of my knife.

Cheng Shi observed the other party with a serious look for a few seconds, and quietly took out a scalpel from his sleeve and held it in his hand.

He raised the knife and made two precise gestures at the back of Du Yao's head, and then...

A knife flew out and broke the window on the side, and jumped out without hesitation.

He didn't want to do it at all, he just wanted to leave!

Just kidding, even a peak warrior couldn't kill him after fighting for a long time, Cheng Shi didn't think he could kill the other party directly, he was very self-aware.

Just like killing Mo Shu's substitute at that time, his own tricks would only consume the life of a peak player at most. Since he couldn't kill him either way, why did he have to cause trouble for himself.

What's more, he and Du Yao didn't have a deadly feud, couldn't he run away?

Stay away from danger and end it all.

But the problem is that sometimes reality is always contrary to one's wishes.

Just when Cheng Shi jumped and was about to rush out of the attic, a strong arm suddenly stretched out from the floor and grabbed his ankle, pulling him back.

"......"

Cheng Shi seemed to have expected this. He jumped back without embarrassment, and then landed heavily beside Du Yao who had opened his eyes, sneering:

"You are so fast at faking your corpse?"

Du Yao's face turned pale again, she blinked and said weakly: "Do you want to leave me so much?"

Cheng Shi nodded coldly: "Yes, I want to, very much, so can I leave?"

A trace of loss flashed in Du Yao's eyes, she pursed her lips tightly, and said with a complicated expression: "Then go."

After saying that, she tilted her head and buried her head in sobs.

"......"

Cheng Shi did not move, not because he changed his mind, but because Du Yao's hand was still tightly holding his ankle. He was afraid that if he moved, his leg would be crippled.

"Have you acted enough? If you have, let go. I said I would not treat you before I get your information.

But in my opinion, you probably don't need treatment."

"Who said I don't need it? I'm really hurt."

Du Yao suddenly stopped crying. Her mood changed so quickly that the moment she turned back, her eyes, which had just been red from crying, instantly returned to normal.

She looked at Cheng Shi with interest, constantly looking at this old friend, and smiled:

"Why, are you also interested in [Gift of Wounds]?"

Cheng Shi glanced at her and didn't say anything. Seeing that Cheng Shi ignored her, Du Yao sighed and said:

"It seems that you can't let go of your prejudice against me, alas...

It's okay, I'm used to it. This is a world full of prejudice.

But when everyone has prejudices against others, isn't this a correction to this world?

Perhaps prejudice... is the most real perspective of this common people.

But I want to make it clear that I have no prejudice against you, little priest, I know you are a good person, always have been.

So the moment I saw you, I was very happy, because I knew that this trial finally had someone I could trust with my back."

As she said, Du Yao sat up, turned her back, and unbuttoned her tattered down jacket in front of Cheng Shi, revealing a naked back full of blood and wounds.

Well, bare back.

"......"

Cheng Shi was shocked.

No, big sister, what kind of good person would not wear clothes under a down jacket?

His expression was slightly stiff, and the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "The back you are talking about should not be this back!"

Du Yao turned around with his chest lightly covered, and said with a little surprise:

"Of course not, I just want you to see my wound.

Oh~

I understand, so you like this?"

"......"

Cheng Shi's face froze, and he turned around and wanted to leave, but as soon as he took a heavy step forward, Du Yao spoke again.

"【Gift of Wounds】 is in this trial. If you leave now, you will never get it again."

Cheng Shi paused and frowned tightly.

The truth!

She was actually telling the truth!

【Gift of Wounds】 is really here?

It seems that Hu Wei and Dayi's target is indeed it!

What about the God of Fun? What does He mean?

Does He want me to get the [Gift of Wounds], which is said to be the dream dagger of all assassins?

Hiss——

The soul of a messenger is indeed very attractive...

No, no, no, Cheng Shi, you must remember what that adult said. Greed is the way to death. Before you understand the background of this trial and the motives of everyone,Don't let [Filth] arouse your greed!

The [Filth] Chosen God in front of you is affecting your desires!

The most important thing now is to figure out where this is and why Poison is here. Is she... also here for Dizel's soul?

Just as Cheng Shi frowned and pondered, Poison spoke again.

"Little priest, I have paid the deposit. Is it time to... clock in now?"

Clock in?

Who is a good person who can call treatment clock in?

Cheng Shi's expression instantly became wonderful. He glanced at the two bloody holes on Poison's shoulder, then sighed and threw a healing spell at him.

The healing holy light enveloped Poison's back and stopped the bleeding wound. Poison felt that his body was no longer losing blood, and he raised the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a comfortable tremor from his throat.

"Don't stop, keep going."

"???"

No, big sister, if you keep going like this, I will see the world through tinted glasses. Can you please stop making so many noises?

Cheng Shi was speechless. He wanted to scold her, but when he turned around, his face gradually became serious, because he found that the healing spell just now only stopped the bleeding, and the wound on her back had not recovered at all.

This also means that the arrow of the [Silent] Hunter did cause great damage to Du Yao, and even at this moment, there was still residual power to torture the bruised assassin in front of him.

It was not a light injury, but a serious injury, a very serious injury.

And she was still talking nonsense here as if nothing had happened.

"Are you really injured?" Cheng Shi said in surprise.

Du Yao turned her head, nodded with a wronged look in her eyes, and pursed her pale lips in silence.

Cheng Shi frowned and immediately threw out another purification spell, and then the healing spell, mental spell, and calming spell hit Du Yao's back one after another.

With a large amount of treatment, Du Yao's injuries finally began to slowly improve.

But just when Du Yao felt that her strength was slowly recovering and was about to recover to one-third, the healing spell on her suddenly stopped.

Du Yao turned back in surprise and saw Cheng Shi, who was just gently treating her, looking at her with a sneer on his face and said:

"The deposit clock is up. Tell me where the [Gift of Wounds] is, and I can give you extra time."

Du Yao's expression froze at first, and then she said with joy:

"How long can it be added?"

"Until it's cured."

"Oh?

Then... can you add some special services, little priest?"

"..."

It's bad, the snow is turning yellow again.

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