"teacher?"
The actor slowed down and repeated it in a tone that seemed to be smiling, with a dark look in his eyes.
After two or three seconds, he held the smile on the corner of his mouth, leaving only a faint touch, making people unable to see the emotion: "What an accident. You have never called me with this title before, which makes me a little... flattered?"
He stretched out one hand, as if he wanted to rub Yu Xing's hair.
In the eyes of the live broadcast audience, the actions of these two people are too weird no matter how they look at them. Just looking at the movements, it seems that there is another habitual social distance, which means that both parties have allowed each other to get close.
But if the two of them are friendly... they may be blind.
The malice and vigilance that exists between the two sides cannot be concealed even the perfect smile, let alone, just now, I wanted to use the confinement of the key ring to give the actor a knife.
That was wiped down the neck without any mercy.
"If you can teach me something, it's not too much to call me a teacher?" Yu Xing asked with a smile, and quietly took a step back, without any trace of it, and the actor's hand was passed. The fingertips of the Qingmengjing lightly turned around, and then suddenly fixed it.
The cold light reflected the actor's fingers, undoubtedly announcing that if you want to do this again, the dagger blade will be cut without hesitation.
Unlike the coldness and hardness that came from the weapon, Yu Xing's tone seemed to meet a close elder: "I like what you taught me very much."
"Ha, over the years, I have grown a lot." The actor sincerely praised him as he looked at his skillful dagger holding posture, and the hatred and madness that disappeared in his eyes.
"Actually, I'm not very good. I'm very stupid." Yu Xing smiled, then stretched out a hand and touched the fabric on the actor's waist. "Huh? Why is there a break here?"
The actor's eyes drooped slightly, letting the very harmless hand reach the thorn, curiously plucked several layers of clothes to both sides. The man seemed to ask uninformedly: "The edge mouth is very flat, it is cut open by a sharp weapon. Well, there is no wound, it seems that he guessed wrong."
"Swish." The actor couldn't help but let out a syllable with a real smile. This was the place where Yu Xing's teammate, Zhao Yijiu's offering, stabbed him.
Yu Xing really learned a lot of things from him.
Especially when it comes to talking lies with your eyes open and finding the right angle, you can also test his situation while mocking him.
"You read that right, the wound has recovered." He blocked Yu Xing's hand that was trying to stretch out to the small cloth bag hanging around his waist and chuckled, "I'm telling the truth. I haven't seen you for a long time, you have made a lot of progress."
After Yu Xing's eyes stayed at the cloth bag for a second, he added: "The direction of your character's growth is a bit beyond my expectations. It seems that I don't pay enough attention to you, otherwise you wouldn't find a way to enter the absurdity before finding you."
"Well, I thought about it for a long time before I discovered the way." Yu Xing turned his head to look at him, "But, are you sure you want to talk to me in such a serious tone? I still prefer you who mocked me in the fire than you who taught me to perform.
"That's so boring. Besides, you are not the child who was about to cry after a few sarcastic words." The actor smiled, showing a look of nostalgia.
They all knew that what they mentioned now was the fire that tore through all disguises.
The victims could have taken the initiative to raise this matter calmly, while the murderer did not care about the despair of Yu Xing at that time to "cry after a few sarcasm", as if in their hearts, the fire had been blurred and forgotten.
But, this is impossible.
They are just using the beginning of conflicts between them as a tool to test each other.
Yu Xing held the dagger tightly, and his eyes gradually changed.
The actor also stood there, waiting for his less pediatric attack after many years.
It would be enough to play with a good relationship for a while. He knew that since the humiliation of the past had not completely wiped out the pride in Yu Xing's bones, this kind of remaining pride would not allow Yu Xing to smile at him all the time.
Although... he still likes Yu Xing, who looks very well-behaved.
Anyway, Yu Xing has become a deducer. If he can, he will let Yu Xing... enter the single prism and return to his side.
Whether it is completely degenerate, distorted thinking, no longer caring about the past, or lying by his side with resentment to find opportunities to kill him forever, he is very welcome.
All actors know what the subordinates of his guild do. When the little girl from Han Yan wanted to use her feelings to attract Yu Xing to join the Single Prism, for a moment, he was quite looking forward to it-
If it is really possible, he will definitely reward Han Xinyi well.
Then let Han Yan kill Han Xinyi in person.
If you touch his things, you should have the awareness of death and despair.
But it was only a moment, and the next moment, he abandoned this idea because Han Xinyi couldn't do it.
Even if people like Yu Xing have their personalities constantly changing over the long years, some things hidden in the deepest part of their soul will not change until they are completely destroyed.
He would be the one who completely destroyed Yu Xing's personality. No one else can do it.
[Ahhhhh, fuck, what the hell are they talking about!]
[Friendly meeting? Reunion after a long time?]
[I believe you, do you see the posture of being alert? He is always guarding against actors attacking]
[Instead of saying that, I prefer to be lucky to want to attack actors all the time]
[Damn, the black box time is really something that makes people hate it every time they come out]
[No, have you noticed it? Fortunately, I actually reached out to touch the actor! There was no rumor before that actor seemed to have a cleanliness obsession. If someone touched him, would he let that person die miserably?]
[So they are acquaintances, and their relationship looks...well, it's hard to describe it. I blindly guess that my brother is against him]
[I feel like they are two guys who are smiling and hiding their knives]
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! [Although I can't hear what they are saying, I for no reason I feel that their expressions and actions are particularly harmonious with the murderous intent shrouded around them. In fact, many people have had this contradictory feeling.]
[As the deducer, especially those with high degree of alienation, who has not yet made a story]
[The actor actually asked Xun to touch his waist. Isn't it afraid that Xun will have any very aggressive offerings?]
[Fortunately, he is even taller than an actor... No, he is quite tall]
[Fortunately 185, he is also a little taller than cold wine, but it is more obvious when standing with actors]
[Hiss, I can't even notice if you don't talk about your height. The actor is too powerful. The temperament of a deep pool is like a calm sea. Under the bottomless sea, a huge monster is opening his mouth, waiting to devour everything]
[Or in the invisible place, it is already the monster's mouth]
[How can I be persecuted here? For deep-sea phobia, please change the metaphor]
Just as the audience started to lose their tide, from height discussion to temperament, suddenly, a blue fog exploded, and the two people standing at the door of their wife's room were instantly submerged!
The audience screamed "Ahhhh" and expressed their excitement. In the blue mist, the figure of the actor seemed to be shrouded under the thick green gauze, which was unreal.
On the other side, opposite him, Qiu's figure completely disappeared, and I don't know where he went.
Well, now it's fine, not only because the black box time is inaudible, but even the vision is artificially closed.
Swearing.
In the fog, the actor calmly glanced around and smelled a strong ghost breath from the fog.
"Ghost breath..." he murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself. In fact, in this environment wrapped in fog, even if he hums casually, the owner of the fog would hear it clearly.
The actor spoke happily and seemed very relieved: "You have finally accepted your own strength and are you willing to use them?"
"Haha... Ahhh, look, it's not difficult to accept that past. Since you can use this power to deal with me, why don't you think about it? If you didn't have me, you would have lived your life in a mediocre way."
"After waiting for so long, I finally got revenge. Are you really happy? In this world, no one will call you Ah Xun..."
"Your family members deserve to hate me for so many years? I was tempted by me and lost my judgment and kept me like a lover. Even if I didn't move, I wanted to watch this way. "After learning that you learned to sing opera with me, I told you that the noble son should not be too close to the inferior man like the actor, and introduced all kinds of friends who appeared to be good but were dirty behind you. "And those servants who had endless gossip, always looked at each other... just for them?"
The actor could not see Yu Xing's figure now, but this did not prevent his nice voice from flowing in the fog.
He is like a demon who seduces others into the abyss, and he controls other people's thoughts with delusional language: "Isn't it good to try to thank me and use this power to do something more interesting? If you suppress yourself, you will not have a good result. You will only become a monster without thinking ability. Unlike now, although you are still a monster, you can think, feel, and get happiness."
"It's better to follow your heart and pass on those dark emotions to this world."
"Believe me, you will...get more happiness than killing me and taking revenge."
Dingling...
The crisp sound of crystal collision sounded behind the actor. The actor turned around with a smile and saw a long-haired man wearing a gorgeous green dress with transparent crystal decorations floating in the air, looking down at him from a high place.
"I have to admit that it sounds very nice." Yi Qing closed the folding fan in his hand and hit the palm of his palm one by one. There was a lot of appreciation in his dark blue eyes. The hem of his blue clothes was windless, which led to the crystal pendants colliding with each other. "If you said everything is true, then I agree with you. If the waste family kills it, it will definitely make a person very interesting~"
The actor seemed not surprised that there would be a powerful ghost here. He raised his head slightly and listened to Yi Qing's comments with great grace.
Then his smile became lighter, his eyes turned around, and he said, "I am very happy that my sir's recognition. Fortunately, I am so lucky to have someone like you around you."
He continued, "I guess the beginning of the next sentence should be but?"
This was the first time Yiqing had appeared in front of others except Yu Xing since leaving his own world. His keen ghost perception told him that the human in front of him actually had such a powerful force.
And it is said that only one-nine of the actors standing here.
The curiosity in Yi Qing's heart kept emerging. It was so interesting. I wonder what the result would be compared to the complete actor who was not weakened by the system?
But this assumption cannot be realized for the time being, because his current strength is also confined by the system to a level that conforms to Yu Xing's current strength.
"That's right~ But unfortunately, I should have said that, but if you mentioned it in advance, my beginning can only become 'yes', right? "Yi Qing swooped down from the air with a blue mist, and a trace of blue gray belonging to the evil spirit finally emerged from the beautiful skin.
The huge cold feeling squeezed from all directions towards the actor. The actor's expression remained unchanged and even chuckled.
"But Xiao Yukiko said, I can't listen to you, otherwise he will not release me when he goes to any interesting place in the future." Yi Qing grinned a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. He couldn't tell where he was coerced, but he was very happy.
The blue shadow suddenly penetrated the actor's body, with a howling coldness, and the surrounding blue mist rolled wildly, forming a collapsed vortex.
The actor's body had a moment of illusion, and then a line of fine blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
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"What a pity, you can't kill me, this is the rule." He took out a square pheasant that the character brought, wiped the corners of his mouth calmly and carefully, and then asked with a good temper: "This playful Mr. Gui, please tell me where did you hide Ah Xing?"
"Three minutes, half of it has passed. If you don't hurry up and kill me, don't worry. What will I say in the live broadcast that is not good for him?"
The function of the black box is only within two meters of the user's radius, which means that Yu Xing is very close to him.
However, the blue mist belongs to the Qinggui, which is very strange. The actor who is restricted from using the sacrifice can't be found for a while.
He just wanted to look at Yu Xing more and freeze his eyes on Yu Xing, not letting him go for a second... He missed Yu Xing so much.
His work of fleeing art.
Since I found it again, of course I have to get it back... isn't it?
Yiqing whistled: "You have to thank Absurd, the shameless system for adding so many restrictions to the bottom. However, the bottom is just a suffocating event. Come out and follow Yu Xing's request to pay you a small gift first."
"Is the feeling of the soul being corroded, still comfortable?"
The actor felt the bone-eroded coldness of his body, the pain and drowsiness everywhere, and his smile gradually expanded: "It's not bad, thank you for your gift, I like it very much."
"Since you like it, please collect a few more." Yu Xing was behind him, holding an exquisite and elegant Chinese candlestick in his left hand. In the candlestick, the red candle was burning quietly, and the candlelight was covered by the blue mist, and it was not until this time that it reflected at the feet of the actor.
The skin on the hands holding the candlestick is constantly rotting and growing rapidly. Repeating this process makes it painful to see it, and the tendency to rot is spreading towards the arms, body and face.
Chapter completed!