Changsheng never said that her face was not disguised. The enemy who harmed her whole family was not dead yet, so she naturally had to lower her sense of presence. There was also the Haoyue Taoist, who was watching him from nowhere at the moment, so Changsheng would not let her
So abrupt.
Moreover, this ordinary Rakshasa demon cultivator is not familiar with him at all, right? Why should he care so much about the disguise on his face?
At this time, Rakshasa seemed to be in a state of being unable to communicate. He was mumbling and repeating some random words, and there was also inexplicable contempt in his eyes. This contempt was naturally directed at Changsheng.
"You are so smart, you actually added a layer of disguise to yourself. Why didn't I disguise myself in the first place? If I were so smart, wouldn't I have been ignored and disliked by them? But I really
It was not intentional, who can control this kind of thing..."
Chang Sheng stared nervously at the Rakshasa opposite him, with a layer of cold sweat breaking out of his hands. Mu Ze was also extremely nervous, not only worried about himself, but also Yan Rong. Yan Rong had been struggling to get out of the air.
He came down. But the lunatic didn't know what he used to hold him firmly in the air. At this time, he struggled slightly, and the blood flowed down uncontrollably.
Seeing Yan Rong's pale face, Mu Ze really wanted to persuade him not to work so hard, but he couldn't say anything in this situation.
At this time, Rakshasa finally came to his senses from the strange nostalgia. He was still floating in the air, seeming to disdain the dust on the ground of the flying boat. Looking down at Changsheng and others, Rakshasa made a rather ironic expression.
smile.
"It's also your bad luck. It's time to meet me when I'm in a bad mood. Let's play a game. If you win, you can leave. If you lose, you will die."
As soon as they finished speaking, three daggers with cold light were pressed against their throats, almost bleeding, and they were not allowed to struggle at all. Gritting his teeth, Chang Sheng looked at Mu Ze's "be calm and don't be impatient" expression, and forcibly suppressed his desperate efforts.
The impulse. She knew that Senior Mu Ze had contacted the clan and someone would come to rescue them. What they had to do now was to save their lives before those rescuers came.
"I see you have all acquiesced, so let's get started. The name of this game is 'Look who's the bad guy'. If my last word falls on someone, that person will be hit immediately. Of course, the dagger will fall.
The position is random, I don’t know. After three times, if one of them has been hit by more than two knives, then that person loses. The loser will be punished, and how about we continue with the rest?"
not so good.
This is simply a dead end! No matter which choice you make, you will be stabbed by the dagger! The only difference is the order.
But they have no other choice now. Looking at Senior Yanrong who was standing in the air with a pale face, Changsheng could only agree.
"That's great, let's get started!"
Rakshasa had been inexplicably excited when he first proposed this game. Now after getting the consent of the three people, he was even more excited as if he was ill. His whole body was shaking and his cheeks were red.
Pointing at Changsheng with a finger, Rakshasa showed an extremely excited smile, hummed a strange tune in his mouth, and slowly moved his finger.
"I have a daughter who has just grown up. She was raised in a boudoir and no one knows her. She is originally a peony and has the fragrance of heaven. However, she is born in a man's body. She is in trouble..."
"There was a shocking sound of firecrackers, and the incense and soul were cut off in the sky fire... So, who is the bad person?"
Changsheng stared closely at the finger of Rakshasa in front of him, and he was especially nervous when he said the last four words. Originally, the last word should fall on him, but Rakshasa's finger suddenly crossed over him and landed on the hand that was frozen in mid-air.
Senior Yanrong.
"Oh, it's you! How pitiful. I was already seriously injured, how can I bear it now?"
The dagger pressed against Yan Rong's neck was withdrawn by three points, and then began to circle around Yan Rong's body, as if looking for a suitable foothold.
Yan Rong's face became increasingly pale, but he refused to ask for mercy at all. He did not look at Mu Ze and Yong An at this moment, just for fear that they would be angry because of him.
But Mu Ze couldn't help but look at Yan Rong, and then expressed his willingness to accept the dagger in Yan Rong's place.
"I'm willing to take this hit."
Although Mu Ze is willing, it depends on Rakshasa. Obviously, when he heard this sentence, the expression on his face changed obviously. He looked at Mu Ze and Yan Rong in a daze, as if he couldn't react.
.
"Are you willing to take this knife for him? Do you know that you might die? After all, even I don't know where this knife will hit."
Although the tone was very unbelievable, Changsheng saw a trace of hidden expectation in Rakshasa's expression. Changsheng paused, and she was not sure what this person was thinking. Rakshasa's mood was too
He is very changeable, sometimes normal and sometimes crazy, sometimes full of jealousy and sometimes sympathetic.
Seeing Mu Ze nod firmly, Rakshasa's eyes were filled with tears.
"This is great. There is such a pure friendship in this world. I really envy you. No wonder you were so happy chatting before. It turns out you have such a good relationship!"
After hearing this, Rakshasa seemed to be somewhat normal again.
Just when the three of them thought things had turned around, the dagger that was spinning around Yan Rong suddenly fell and stabbed him hard on the left shoulder!
Changsheng almost saw the blade of the dagger exposed through Senior Yanrong's shoulder, dripping with blood.
"Yanrong!"
"Senior Yan!"
The look that Mu Ze and Chang Sheng looked at Rakshasa almost killed him! He did it on purpose. He deliberately gave them a little hope, making them think that this person could make sense, but in fact it didn't make sense at all!
Rakshasa just dropped the dagger just when they had hope!
"Hahahahaha——"
Laughing forward and backward, Rakshasa looked at the two people who were full of grief and anger, and showed an expression of getting what he wanted.
After finally laughing enough, he took a look at Chang Sheng and Mu Ze's sad faces, and Rakshasa covered his mouth and chuckled.
"Why are you two so stupid? I am a demon cultivator, who told you that I would have mercy? It is better to worry about yourself than to worry about others? The second game is about to begin!"
Listening to this man's brisk voice, Changsheng gritted his teeth and waited quietly. In fact, he had already rehearsed countless times in his mind from which angle it would be more effective to attack the opponent.
Huang Liang's three moves failed, and Pingjianghe had used them before to conquer the mountains and seas, but under the absolute strength gap, it was of no use at all. Unless she could use the fourth move to comfort her life.
But she has no feelings that can comfort her throughout her life!
