A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Chapter 543 Chapter 541: [Returning at night in the wind and snow] Make a deal

"Don't listen to her, she is just sowing discord!"

Shen Zhongyi shouted.

But who among the few people present would not know that this is sowing discord?

But sowing discord means that they do have the possibility of surviving, doesn't it?
After all, no matter how united they are, they can't deal with so many "Li Zhenzhen" outside.

Being able to live for a while is a while.

Zhu Qisheng was the first to go up and threw Shen Zhongyi down, and the remaining two also quickly grabbed Shen Zhongyi's legs one after another.

Shen Zhongyi immediately cursed.

"If you throw me out, you will die, I tell you! There is no way she will let you go, you will all die!"

Bai Cha glanced at Xue Tao, who was gradually losing his voice at the door, and signaled Ah Huang to throw Xue Tao's knife over.

Then Baicha directly cut through the tent with a knife and threw the knife inside.

The cold wind blows in along the gap, making the four people inside feel icy cold.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to come out, just kill him."

Shen Zhongyi cried out in despair: "Bitch! If you kill me, I will become a ghost, and I will kill you too!"

Baicha laughed outside the tent, wanton and mocking.

"Idiot, then you try it!"

Shen Zhongyi had a grim expression, then looked at the three people holding him down, and said, "Let go of me, you kill me, I won't let you go!"

Zhu Qisheng had already picked up the knife.

"It's okay, when you become a ghost, maybe we have already become ghosts, so you can go first."

As he spoke, he stabbed Shen Zhongyi's neck with a knife.

This is thanks to Xue Tao's previous actions, they all saw it, and it can be said that they have followed suit.

Shen Zhongyi could no longer make a sound, only the hoo hoo sound caused by the surging blood foam in his throat.

His eyes were wide open, and he stared at Zhu Qisheng intently, it could be said that he was about to die.

But Zhu Qisheng pulled out the knife and stuck it in his eyes expressionlessly, making him unable to see anything.

The eyes of the two people next to him flickered, and they were also a little jealous of Zhu Qisheng.

Especially right now, only Zhu Qisheng has a knife in his hand.

Both of them regretted that they didn't grab the knife just now, if they did it, at least the knife is in their hands now.

The three reached a delicate situation again, and the tent was filled with a smell of blood, which made people's stomachs twitch and their hearts beat like thunder.

There was another wanton laugh from the white tea outside the door.

"Hey, you two have never told a story, let me give you a chance to tell your own story, how did your wish come about, okay?"

The expressions of the two people in the room changed slightly.

When the story was told before, everyone was forced into the story and couldn't move at all.

That's a dead end, and they don't want to talk about it.

And Zhu Qisheng said: "Let them tell stories, can you let me go? I haven't killed anyone!"

"Hmm..." Bai Cha looked thoughtful.

Ah Huang's side was completely over, and after confirming that Xue Tao had lost his vital signs, he came over and surrounded the tent.

"Your story has already been told, and it is really useless. If the two of you don't want to tell the story, then kill him, or you can tell the story."

The remaining two were also a little desperate.

"You promised to let us go!"

What responded to this sentence was Baicha's wanton laughter.

This laugh is simply not too villainous.

With a ferocious expression on his face, Zhu Qisheng swung his knife at one of them first.

He doesn't want to die, he just wants to live!

"Zhu Qisheng! Are you really going to do something? When both of us are dead, you won't survive!"

The two avoided in embarrassment.

"So what? As long as I don't die first!"

When the two heard this, their expressions became as ferocious as his.

The three of them fought together.

At some point outside, there was another snowflake.

The red butterfly flew again and turned into a faceless woman in red.

Baicha knew that the game had come to an end.

"Li Biyun?" Bai Cha asked tentatively.

"Oh no, maybe you don't have that name either, maybe you don't have a name at all, you can call anyone."

"But I quite like your face when it's Biyun, so it's still Biyun."

The facial features gradually appeared on the face of the woman in red.

It was indeed Biyun's face.

She stared at Bai Cha with some resentment.

"Miss, you are really easy for me to find."

Bai Cha shook his head.

"You don't need to make such a gesture. Your lady has become a sword now. Unfortunately, it seems that I can't take it out at the moment. Otherwise, it would be better if you reunite."

Hearing these words, a trace of resentment flashed in Biyun's eyes.

"Why do you have to stop me?" Biyun's voice was cold.

Baicha was surprised: "When did I stop you?"

"The label on your head is enough to say what you've done."

"Ah..." Baicha raised his hand and touched the label on the top of his head that he couldn't touch at all.

"But it was just an accident. There is no conflict between the two of us. Let me guess, you were born out of obsession, and this obsession comes from those hard-working women. You may be one of them, but You are just a butterfly now."

"You hope to spread these butterflies in every world, and use the power of obsession to help those people become stronger and fulfill their obsessions, don't you?"

Those seemingly unrelated stories have shown from the beginning that the plot to be pieced together is actually illusory.

It can be real, it can be fabricated, because it can exist in fantasy as well as in reality.

As long as you jump out of the dungeon to look, you can find it.

Everything is just a tragedy of obsession, Li Zhenzhen... Maybe it's just a red butterfly attracted by these people.

Judging from the performance of previous Red Butterfly owners, those people's obsession often comes from a certain sense of "love", while the NPC in this instance is "evil".

The customs clearance of the copy is to kill all NPCs.

Then she can actually speculate that they are also obsessions. Chidie parasitizes obsessions born of love, but it also needs "evil" obsessions as... food?
After all, every storyteller's changed appearance has a part of Chidie, that's like assimilation.

As if to confirm her speculation, swellings gradually appeared on the bodies of several corpses on the ground, like bugs crawling.

Then, the red butterflies came out of their bodies one by one and flew towards Biyun, and the corpses themselves withered quickly, as if they had been sucked dry of nutrients.

Biyun gently raised her hand, and a butterfly slowly landed on her fingertips.

"Yeah, so you shouldn't stop me."

"I also said that I didn't stop you, it's just that you and I have different positions. Just like you planted this butterfly for me, it shows that I also have obsessions in essence, and we can be in the same camp."

Biyun stared at Baicha and smiled slowly.

"You're right."

The butterfly on Baicha's fingertip finally broke out of its cocoon. It hurt so much that her fingers were trembling.

But the butterfly didn't fly to Biyun, it still stayed at her fingertips.

It is strange and beautiful, and has a strange connection with white tea.

"Then let's make a deal." Biyun said.

[It has been detected that all npcs are dead, and the detected players have launched the plot, and will send you away in 30 seconds...]

(End of this chapter)