Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Although this body's eyesight was not good, Xing Shu couldn't remember the familiar figure by any means, and he froze for a while...Although he was originally froze.

Is that... a ball?

Affected by the first few doors, Xing Shu's first reaction is - this is the past of the ball again.

But soon, he denied this idea.

Xingshu had a vague feeling that the scene he was in now was different from any of the previous scenes.

The monster in front of it was like a ball, not like a ball.

In fact, Xing Shu has always known that under the seemingly simple appearance of the ball, there are some cautions hidden behind the ball, but this does not make Xing Shu feel annoying, on the contrary, he thinks he is very cute.

And now the monster beast lying beside him gave Xing Shu a sense of inscrutableness.

Although the aura around his body is still gentle, Xing Shu seems to be able to feel the trembling from the depths of his heart. Yes, shuddering, this monster beast has a deep hidden emotion, which is continuously accumulated under the cover of layers, just waiting for a certain moment in the future to erupt.

No, not only this monster, but also the red and gold man lying at his feet. They are on the verge of collapse. They are only a step away from the abyss. They only need someone to gently push behind them. They will fall into hell.

They quarreled skillfully, quarreled naively, and vilified each other badly, as if trying to hide something from each other.

They surround the body, calmly use the potion to erase the purple-black spots on the body again and again, and use the silver pliers that have been washed with water, from the purple-black piles. Clamp out some small, white, seemingly squirming things.

Although Xing Shu couldn't see clearly, he faintly guessed what it was, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.

The night fell silently, but the three guys had no intention of leaving at all. They got a basin of red water, and while quarreling with each other, they put Xingshu's feet into the red water.

An icy feeling came from the soles of the feet and spread to the whole body little by little. Xingshu was almost numb from the cold, but his body was completely immobile-he still couldn't control this body properly.

As if perceiving the coldness of his body, the man in red took Xingshu's hand and put it in his palm: "Your Majesty, are you cold?"

As if he didn't expect an answer at all, he approached and raised his hand.

Xing Shu's sight instantly froze.

Because this distance is enough for him to see clearly, the red man’s wrist is also covered with deep and shallow scratches.

At that moment, an unknown emotion suddenly burst out of Xingshu’s chest. It was an indescribable complex emotion, mixed with anger and sadness, pain and guilt, and finally turned into the same clothes as the person in front of him. Red as blood.

But Xing Shu couldn't do anything, he couldn't even make a voice to refuse.

So the man in red slashed away his wrists, gently supporting Xingshu's head, causing him to lean back slightly.

The hot liquid flowed into Xingshu's throat again, Xingshu felt a little warming of his body, but his heart felt a little cold.

"Your Majesty, is it warmer?" The man in red came closer.

I don't know if it was because of being fed blood twice, Xing Shu felt that his vision seemed to be clearer, and as the man in red got closer, Xing Shu gradually saw the opponent's face clearly.

Although the other party was wearing a coquettish red dress, that face did not look coquettish at all. On the contrary, this person's brows and eyes were rough, sharp and angular, and looked exactly the same as Zi Yang's face.

Xingshu: "..."

Damn it! I'm blind! I actually saw Zi Yang!

Xing Shu was horrified in his heart, but he couldn't make any expressions at all. This body was very stiff, and his external spiritual sense obviously did not have enough power to control it.

The person with the exact same face as Zi Yang leaned close, and the expression on this body was also ten percent admiration.

This was definitely not the expression of Zi Yang, whom Xing Shu knew.

How could the facial paralysis show such an expression?

Xing Shu instantly awoke from the consternation of "seeing the lover", but then he felt a softness on his lips, and something soft came up.

It was a kiss.

At the same time, Xing Shu also saw his face from the eyes of the man in red staring at him.

More accurately, it is half a face, because the distance is too close.

However, this half of the face was enough to shock Xing Shu.

Because this face is very pale, there is still an abnormal blue black under his eyes, and his pupils are completely dilated, so Xing Shu's vision is so blurred.

If you look closely, you can find traces of pink and daisy on his eyebrows and corners of his eyes. This is a delicate makeup that has been carefully modified. Even each eyelash is smeared with black paint evenly, but because of his Because of the tears I had shed before, the blue and black under my eyes and the clumps of makeup powder were exposed.

"My honorable Majesty, you are so beautiful. There is no language in this world that can describe you because they are so scarce." The man in red held up such a face, admiring it, and pecking at the same time.

Xing Shu felt that he was going crazy, or the world was crazy, but now he couldn't feel the crystal nucleus at all, and he couldn't feel his spiritual power, so he could only watch it like this.

At this time, Xing Shu suddenly remembered that there were two people next to him, and quickly prayed that these two people would think that this body was a "Your Majesty" in their hearts, and to stop the red-clothed man's behavior that can be called presumptuous.

But soon, Xing Shu found out that he was wrong.

Because he felt a hard and hot chest stuck to his back, and the owner of this chest was embracing the Xingshu who was leaning back constantly by the man in red.

The wide white sleeved robe stretched out from behind and hugged Xingshu's waist tightly. The hard chin rested on Xingshu's shoulder and was buried in the neck.

The man in gold was still squatting on the ground, and after carefully helping Xingshu dry the water on his feet, he put the red water on the side table and put it away.

The golden ball disappeared, replaced by a ball of white.

Obviously, the golden dress was faded, neatly folded and laid aside.

"Your Majesty, it's time for supper." The man who took off his golden clothes walked over step by step, with a sad and happy breath in his voice: "Please let us be angry for you."

anger?

This vocabulary made Xing Shu unable to react for a while.

But soon, three clouds of pure white smoke appeared in his vague sight.

These smoke emanated from the bodies of these three people, and they continued to burn like flames. They looked like the most common smoke, but they contained vigorous vitality.

In contrast, black flames emerged from Xingshu's body.

The black flame wrapped Xingshu tightly in it, burning frantically, almost rising into the sky.

This black flame Xingshu is very familiar. It is the flame that pops out from time to time in his left eye. Now that the flame has grown bigger, Xingshu realized that it was so cold and bitter, as if dragging him into a dark and cold one. The abyss, but it happens to be in the shape of a flame.

"Death, is there already so much?" The three people surrounding Xingshu were not frightened by Xingshu's strangeness, but they all stretched out their hands and each sent the white smoke from their bodies into this place. In death.

The white smoke cut straight into the frantically swaying black flames, which made the black flames sway more fiercely. They frantically repelled the approach of the white flames, but also because of these white flames, the scope of the black flames was reduced. Some.

"Your Majesty, don't refuse us." The man who had taken off his gold clothes took Xing Shu's hand, and the white flames emerging from him gently surrounded the black flames emerging from Xing Shu's body. Obviously, it was only a entanglement of two auras, but Xing Shu's body gave birth to a strange feeling.

The white flames emerging from the man in red and the man in white turned into the shapes of two monster beasts, and they were attached to the black flame one after the other, trying to find a chance to penetrate into it.

Xingshu couldn't move, he could only watch a weird bird-shaped monster, and a white flame transformed from a dog-shaped monster he was most familiar with, constantly approaching, eroding, and fusing the black flames on his body.

If Xing Shu heard it right, the so-called anger was on the three of them, and the lifeless anger was on him. These three wanted to instill anger in him by force to keep him alive.

It turns out that the black flame is lifeless...

This cognition made Xingshu sway for a moment.

Is the black flame produced by his left eye a symbol of decay and death?

That's right, the original owner died on the battlefield, his internal organs were all ruined into pieces, and the poisoned body was shattered like falling pieces of paper.

He can only survive in the world with a heart made of source wood, and this "source wood" is what the puppet masters use to make puppets-this is what the youth ball of the second door told him.

He was dead, even Yan Xiao had judged it to him in the first place.

Death will naturally emerge from the dead, and if the dead energy gathers too much, it will generate a burning arrogance.

Fortunately, he was still complacent thinking that this was a new skill developed by his crystal core, but it turned out that it was just the broken body sending him a death warning again.

So, these challenges are also telling him these facts implicitly?

He is dead, what should a dead person do if he wants to live in the world of the living?

Xing Shu stared at the people in front of him firmly, always feeling that as long as he let it go and didn't resist, these people would naturally tell him that he wanted an answer.

"Your Majesty, please allow us to be angry for you."