Forces of Temptation - v2 Chapter 286

    The narrow alleys amplify the sound of breathing countless times.

    Whew—

    Whew—

    To avoid this situation, he has given the most useful items to his teammates.

    In addition to carrying some space-occupying sundries, Nanzhou almost participated in this game in vain.

    He took out a piece of candy from the warehouse, opened the candy wrapper, and fed it into his mouth, barely quelling the effect of the **** smell on his spirit.

    With such an injury, it is not suitable to continue to stay in this world to find “tickets”.

    Although Nan Zhou also doubted that there was only a slight change in the town of Neverland, as he walked all the way, at the end of the box, was there really a station waiting for him?

    But if he rushes into the next world like this, who knows what awaits him?

    If his injuries continue like this, Brother Fang will be sad again when he sees it.

    With such worries, Nan Zhou gathered up his clothes, trying to hide all those wounds.

     Immediately, Nan Zhou realized something abnormal.

    He looked up.

    A snow-white head protruded from the top of the eaves and looked at him sullenly.

    Nan Zhou frowned slightly and threw an eye knife at it, the light charm immediately pulled away like a big enemy, and withdrew in a hurry, groaning in his throat, and other light charms transmitted signal.

    Nan Zhou gently poked the candy with his tongue, puffing out a small piece of his cheek.

    He is weak, his vision is blurred, and his ears are like a beehive blown up.

    But he could still catch the sound of sneaking around.

    …a dozen.

    No, there should be twenty or so.

    They are weaker, but more numerous.

    In such an extreme environment, Nanzhou needs to make a decision as soon as possible to decide the next course of action.

    The feeling of sugar melting in his mouth greatly soothed his tense nerves and calmed his nerves a lot.

    Nanzhou picked up the iron wire that had fallen to the ground, ready to try to open the lock of the iron box again.

    However, just as he straightened his body, a sudden change occurred!

    On the night of the full moon, Guangmei is restless.

    Guangmei showed her sharp and ferocious teeth, drew an afterimage in the air, and bit the side of Nanzhou’s neck fiercely!

    Blood!

    Nanzhou fell two steps from the bite.

    The scent of fresh blood stimulates the light charmers in the dark.

    The sound of the corners of the clothes dragging on the ground became more and more rapid.

    However, within a few seconds of Nanzhou’s blood pouring into Guangmei’s mouth, the monster seemed to have swallowed a mouthful of sulfuric acid, snorted loudly in his mouth, and loosened his teeth with a painful expression. Escape from Nanzhou.

      The blood flows back into Guangmei’s mouth.

    …The original setting of Light Charm still has a role in this world.

    The energy in the light charm body can flow and improve by attacking the same kind and human beings.

    But once it bites the same kind that is stronger than itself, it will be countered.

    —Nan Zhou’s sister died in this setting.

    The light charm that attacked Nanzhou was forced by the blood of the strong man to fade away the light on his face, leaving only one face that was purple and swollen, immersed in the extreme pain caused by the backlash to the brain, There was a meaningless wailing in his mouth, struggling with all his strength, and his soft limbs slapped Nan Zhou’s body.

    Nan Zhou was unmoved, and the palm of his hand became more and more forceful, forcing its teeth to pierce deeper and deeper.

      fall to the ground.

    Nan Zhou staggered twice, supported the wall, pressed the two blood holes on his neck with his fingertips, and slowly urged to stop the bleeding.

    His own blood flowed down his neck, smearing some plum blossoms on his crisp white shirt collar.

    He glanced around quietly.

    Seeing the tragic death of the same kind, those who were about to move, huddled in the corner, looked at each other, and communicated with guttural sounds like beasts.

    Amid the terrifying accompaniment of friends and friends, Nan Zhou lowered his head and found that after the fight just now, the iron wire that had been stained with his own blood and stabbed into the center of the lock was actually broken in the center of the lock. Inside, the keyhole is completely blocked.

    …Nan Zhou frowned.

    He wants to make a decision as soon as possible.

    If these light charms swarmed up, they could tear him to pieces.

    He lost a lot of blood, and running here in one breath is already at the end of the line, and it is not suitable for long-distance running at all.

    But Nanzhou still intends to give it a try.

    He needs to try to open the box lock as soon as possible, but he doesn’t open it, store the box in the warehouse, release the puppet, and try to search in the town.

    If the situation is really embarrassing, or if he is chased by {Jiang Fang}, he can also open the lid in time and hide in the next world.

      struggle.

    It is not impossible to die halfway.

    Nan Zhou took out the glasses from the warehouse and put them on, stretched his spirit, and released those dolls, leaving only one to protect himself.

    He dragged his injured body forward, trying to leave this area where the light and charm gathered, while holding the box, thinking about how to open the box.

    They also quickly came up with a plan.

    When there was a sound of “Geling” from the roof tiles behind you, a piece of roof tiles fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of being torn apart.

    Nanzhou stopped suddenly.

    Nanzhou overturned his palm and placed the box against his side.

    At the same time, his legs are differentiated, his knees are bent, and his toes are a little apart.

    The silence lasted for a long time.

    The riot happened only for a split second.

    With a whistle, the puppet, which was originally used to protect the Nanzhou, was torn to shreds by the beast-like group of beasts of light coming from all directions.

    Nanzhou took a deep breath.

    In the blink of an eye, his figure and the broken puppets were surrounded by the sea of ​​light and drowned.

    …

    A large cloud passed in the sky, covering the bright moonlight for more than ten minutes.

    In the middle of these tragic deaths, in the interlaced light and shadow of the alley, there is a person who can still breathe against the wall.

    Only his toes were exposed to the moonlight.

    It’s just that his eyes are closed, his chest is still slightly heaving, and his breath is long.

    If it weren’t for the blood on his cheeks and the mess around him, this picture is actually not bad, like a picture of a sleeping beauty.

      Yes, they all fled the place of right and wrong.

    …Nanzhou’s leg was injured, and the blood that was shed all the way became the best pointing tool.

    {Jiang Fang} appeared at the alley.

    Even at the full moon, the former {Jiang Fang} would never come here alone.

    Even if these beauties are weak, the power they gather is terrifying.

    Although he coordinated many town residents and formed a hunting team, in the final analysis, he was the only one with brains and action in the town.

    It is the best tactic for {Jiang Fang} who is fighting alone.

    Who would have thought that the uninvited guest Nanzhou helped him a lot.

    In today’s battle, one-third of the monsters in the town were killed by him here.

    He looked around the faces of the corpses lying in the alley, and found that every corpse had a large amount of blood on the corners of his mouth, almost covering half of his chin.

    {Jiang Fang} stepped over one by one, accurately looking for his target.

    …Sure enough, after being sucked so much blood, Nan Zhou’s face was so white that it was almost transparent.

    {Jiang Fang} stood beside Nanzhou, threw down a puppet head that was cut off by him, and kicked his arm lightly with pointed shoes: “Hello.”

    Nan Zhou was very tired, but he opened his eyes and nodded calmly to him: “Hello.”

    {Jiang Fang} stepped on the cheek of the doll’s head with his toes and asked, “Who are you?”

    When he was looking for Nanzhou, he happened to see the dolls running around all over the street.

    This made him more curious about Nan Zhou’s identity.

    Nan Zhou pursed his lips.

    {Jiang Fang} also guessed what he wanted to say, and said in unison with him: “‘This is the seventh question’.”

    After Nan Zhou said this sentence in the same way with him, he also raised his face helplessly and said, “You are a fool.”

    {Jiang Fang} squatted down and hugged her knees and said, “Who told you not to ask me questions.”

    “Then I asked.” Nan Zhou pursed his dry lips, “Have you found something similar to a ticket in town recently?”

    Instead of searching around, it is better to ask the person who is most familiar with the town {Jiang Fang}.

    {Jiang Fang} seriously recalled: “What do you mean by ‘ticket’?”

    Until now, even with a tired voice, Nan Zhou’s thoughts were still very clear: “It’s not necessarily a paper ticket. It’s just a ‘ticket’, and it may be a plaque or a flag. , even a rock, a book. As long as it’s something that’s been added recently, that’s fine.”

    {Jiang Fang}yan Xiaoyanyan: “‘What’s extra’? Then it’s only you.”

    Nan Zhou closed his eyes again.

    …I don’t know if it’s because of lack of energy, or because I don’t want to talk to him anymore.

    {Jiang Fang} lowered his eyebrows, his knees that were squatting gently fell into the blood on the ground.

    He reached out and tried to wipe the blood seeping from the corner of Nan Zhou’s mouth with his thumb, but stopped only three inches away from the corner of his mouth.

    {Jiang Fang} licked his lips and withdrew his hand: “Hey. Is it worth it?”

    Nan Zhou replied sleepily with a nasal voice: “Huh?”

    {Jiang Fang}: “What does your ‘hope’ look like?”

    Nan Zhou opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said frankly: “… very similar to you.”

    {Jiang Fang}’s heart throbbed.

    He subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover, so as to hide this momentary weird mood, and at the same time showed a habitual smile: “Really?”

    Nan Zhou looked at him for a while: “Yeah. But it’s just a glance, and if you look at it more, it won’t look like him.”

    This answer made {Jiang Fang}’s expression harden.

    “…’One eye’?” {Jiang Fang} looked at him deeply, “The fate of one eye… why?”

    While speaking, he reached out to grab Nanzhou’s collar.

    Nanzhou flashed back.

    His fingertips brushed against Nanzhou’s chest.

    Nanzhou put the box on the ground.

    The lock of the box is still there, but the lock plate at the connection between the lock and the box has been twisted and cracked.

    …stained with blood.

    {Jiang Fang} turned around and looked at the corpses of light all over the ground, and suddenly realized.

    Previously, he always thought that the blood stains on the mouths of these monsters were obtained by biting Nanzhou.

    But the fact is that Nanzhou couldn’t open the lock for some reason, and didn’t want to break the box structure by smashing it.

    … He could actually come up with the idea of ​​using the light and charming teeth to bite the lock to open the lock.

    {Jiang Fang} took a step closer to him, stared at Nan Zhou, and said softly, “You stay.”

    Nanzhou did not move.

    “I am the same person as you.” {Jiang Fang} said, “I am very similar to him again. You are too injured and need rest, don’t go to him. “

    “…wrong.”

    “I don’t want someone like me, and I don’t want someone very similar to him.”

    Nanzhou’s words are clear: “I only want one of him.”

    Nan Zhou did not look at {Jiang Fang}’s expression at the moment, stubbornly lifted the lid of the box with one hand, and tried her best to look up at the sky.

    This time, at the moment when the world was disintegrating, countless comments jumped out clearly.

    “Wow, did he really kill him? Looking forward to it.”

    “Trash game, trash game, trash game, why can’t the character return to blood after changing a small world?”

    “One star bad review, no reason, just play.”

    “This is the worst Openworld game I’ve ever played, the scope and freedom of exploration is surprisingly small, the game is to keep looking for boxes, it’s so monotonous, I’ve lost all Be patient.”

    “Why can’t I have a narcissus? Why can’t I develop a relationship with other NPCs?”

    These comments, as if mocking his efforts, are just a game for anyone to comment on.

    Perhaps it was because of exhaustion and exhaustion that Nanzhou fell into the darkness and fell into a half-dizziness.

    Before he fainted completely, he only saw a hand stretched out to him before {Jiang Fang}’s body was swallowed up by the shattering world.

    Time ticked by his ears.

    After floating in a daze for a long time, Nan Zhou’s consciousness seemed to be lightly stabbed by a small thorn, and he sat up in shock.

    …How long has he slept? !

    He was busy checking the time.

    …Ok, but twenty-five minutes.

    Nan Zhou forced himself to wake up from his sleep faster.

    Everything in front of his eyes made him frown again.

    The “spike” that awakened his consciousness just now was actually a high and low sound of birdsong outside the window.

    Messy bed, diary dated August 18, half-finished easel—

    He actually… returned to the first box world again?