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658 His taste in appreciating literary and artistic works turns out to be like this

 When the puppet master twisted his body, his arms fell down, revealing a huge wound across his chest and abdomen. The pale skin, flesh and blood gradually losing color, and the deep blackness flashed in the blink of an eye.

past; then he waved his hand without looking back, and something small suddenly cut through the air, hit Mu Xin's nose unexpectedly, and sent him heavily into the water.

The puppet master turned around and sneered softly.

"You think you can take advantage of me because I'm injured?"

"What are you doing!" Mu Xin was thrashing in the water, her voice changing in pain, and the blood on her face was being washed away by the waves, "Are you crazy? Turn back, turn back!"

"There is no one behind me." The puppet master slowly raised an eyebrow.

Mu Xin kept patting the water and finally regained his balance; even in the midst of his struggle, he did not forget to step back desperately: "What did you say——"

Enduring the stinging pain of the sea water, he opened his eyes and froze on the water.

There is indeed no one behind the puppet master, only the empty sea and the unconscious floating corpses.

Mu Xin's complexion gradually turned pale, as if he was the injured one.

"That, that..." He shuddered again as before, and his tongue became stagnant again. "Yes, there is indeed no one behind you now..."

Because the man had quietly moved closer to him from the sea behind the puppet master, and was now leaning next to his ear, showing a crooked smile to Mu Xin.

The puppeteer seemed completely unaware——

Until the man turned his head and blew into his ear.

"He's right, because I'm here."

The puppet master's subconscious attacks all failed, and only a few high waves were stirred up on the sea. Before the waves could fall back, the thin figure wrapped in leather had already retreated far away in the blink of an eye.

He went out and landed on another corpse to stand firm. The floating corpse didn't even sway and supported the puppet master steadily; he looked like a ghost who had lost his color, with only black and white all over his body.

Two colors.

"You are too abrupt,"

The uninvited guest smiled brightly and calmly combed his fingers through his short golden brown hair. "It makes me look scary."

Mu Xin turned his head subconsciously, exchanged glances with the puppet master, and both of them simultaneously turned their eyes back to this uninvited guest.

"Look at me," he smiled, like a ray of sunshine shining into the summer forest. "Don't I look terrible?"

Not only is his appearance not terrifying, on the contrary, few people in the world can look so handsome.

If Zeus distorted, enlarged, and misplaced his beautiful facial features, then this man can be said to have completely erased those mistakes. In fact, there is almost no flaw in his appearance and figure - when he smiles

Her lips are red and her teeth are white; her eyes are turning like stars on a summer night shining faintly.

"Huh? Are you staring at me blankly like this because my body is so beautiful?"

The sudden young man laughed again and stretched out his hand in front of his chest to signal. As he took a step on the sea, his naked and toned body and...a part below him all shook together.

shake.

The two men in the water had to keep their eyes raised to prevent their eyes from accidentally sliding down to his collarbone.

"Who are you?" the puppet master asked gloomily.

"Take a guess. You are not stupid. I think you can all guess it." The handsome man squatted down with his legs spread. Mu Xin quickly turned his head away, and a few tendons popped up on his forehead. "I'll give it to you.

Here’s a reminder for you! I am now a grieving father who has lost his son... These Zeus are all my precious children.”

While laughing, he grabbed the wrist of the corpse of Zeus at his feet and, like a child with short arms, dragged the corpse back and forth in circles in the sea. Mu Xin glanced at the neck of Zeus first as if on conditioned reflex.

There was nothing on the screen, so he frowned. Before he could speak, the puppet master spoke first: "Are you the supreme god?"

The young man nodded and showed a puppy-like smile, which made people feel that he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, it's me!"

He said happily, and with a flick of his hand, he picked up the corpse of Zeus and threw it into the sea behind him. There was a splashing sound, which made Mu Xin tremble for some reason. The puppet master's scream just now

When he went to dig up Zeus's body, he had a vague feeling of weirdness, as if there was something unreasonable and unreasonable. But what happened in just one day today - in Zeus' words

, "plot reversal" - it was too frequent, and after escaping from death countless times, he was always dizzy and could not remember what the unreasonable thing was.

"The tsunami just now..."

The great flood that swept through the world just now felt like the entire ocean had been turned over; except for the man in front of him who was known as the supreme god, the initiator was not thought of. But...

Mu Xin frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Why? Why did you kill these Zeus?" As he asked these words, the feeling became even stronger, torturing him faintly and lingering.

Subconsciously, Mu Xin glanced at the puppet master. The dark silhouette stood quietly, motionless.

The Supreme God sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hand to paddle in the water, and grabbed another Zeus corpse. He grabbed Zeus's neck and lifted him out of the water, and said with a smile: "Because they went too far."

The two men in the water kept their eyes straight, waiting for his explanation.

"The beginning of this God-seeking match is no different from previous years. Everyone is using their own methods and fighting openly and secretly... It's not very novel, but it's not ugly either."

The Supreme God General also threw the second Zeus out and yawned slowly. "It's the same with other competitions. It's been the same for many years. If the rules are changed, it's just new for a while... How should I say? It's like

A soap opera that has been running for more than 10,000 episodes, or a novel that has been serialized for many years. Although I am very familiar with the plot setting, I will still continue reading."

"Wait, wait," Mu Xin didn't expect that he would suddenly interrupt him. "You mean - do you mean - you are watching all the Olympic games? These games are important to

For you, it’s just a viewing show?”

The supreme god shrugged his shoulders. Every line of his shoulders, muscles, and chest looked like a Greek god sculpture, smooth and beautiful.

"What else?" he said, reaching out to grab the third corpse again. "What do you think sports competitions are for? Originally in Greece, they were just to show the games to the gods.

Well. Everything you do is for me, the audience."

Mu Xin trembled slightly, not sure whether it was because of these words or because he suddenly understood the lingering doubt in his mind.

"However, later because of this guy,"

The Supreme God threw away the third corpse with a wave of his hand, and when he grabbed the fourth one, he raised his chin towards the puppet master. "The God-god Game suddenly became interesting. This is the first time I've seen it. Someone actually wants to

Catch the host of the competition."

Mu Xin floated in the water in a daze, still carrying Ji Shanqing and the Queen of Soul on his body, with his arms immersed in the water, like a statue poking out of the water.

"No wonder those Zeus keep talking about...what drama, what entertainment..."

"They were discussing how to make me happy." The supreme god smiled, and his row of white and moist teeth made him look so clean, as if he was an innocent young man who had never seen the hardships and dangers of the world. "Honestly, because

The mysteries and twists were set up very well, especially the simple trick of pretending to be Lin Sanjiu was successful, and I was really happy watching it for a while."

After throwing out the fourth corpse, he tilted his head, and water droplets dripped from his wet hair, sliding down his chest and abdominal muscles. "Because Zeus is the child I created, so of course,

For me, the Zeus are the protagonists. I just like to see the protagonist outsmart them, kill everyone, and trick the enemies... In your initial battle scene, a lot of Zeus died, which made me very dissatisfied.

If it weren't for Lin Sanjiu's drama to support me, I would have given up long ago as I was waiting for the counterattack plot!"

Mu Xin suddenly thought of the old woman who saved his life.

He may never have dreamed that his own life and death was actually just a supporting role that passed by in a blink of an eye.

"What happened!" When the Supreme God said this, the handsome face could not help but show anger: "How could anyone abuse the protagonist like this? The plan was seen through, the protagonist was caught,

I didn’t even open a gift bag, I was so suffocated watching it! They started high and went low, the plot collapsed, what a bunch of idiots! So when I got angry, I felt that even the land games were boring, so I just gave up on them all!

There will be new people coming anyway."

He blinked a pair of surprisingly long eyelashes, and his eyes were moist and shiny again. When the Supreme God reached out to grab the fifth corpse, he smiled brightly again: "But I forgot

Well, those Zeus used 'god's favor' to bribe you, so I still have to take care of you so that you don't drown in the flood. Even if that guy is injured, he asked for it..."

As Mu Xin held his breath and looked at him more and more urgently, the Supreme God picked up a strange-looking male corpse. This man's facial features were very ordinary, and there was no match with Zeus. If it were another person, he might guess him.

He is just an evolver who has suffered a lot in the mainland - but the dazzling and beautiful one on his neck clearly denies this.

"Ah, I found it." The naked young man smiled happily and said, "This is it."

Mu Xin turned around and met the puppet master's eyes in mid-air.

His guess was indeed correct. He wrote everything in detail, as if he accidentally started a group of jokes... What the hell is going on... Thank you Wu Bugui, Yunduan Zike, Sun and Moon Dash,

The ink is dim, little kkk, I am just wearing human skin, pig head 33, the puppet master’s fan girl, copper juice iron pill, xxicac, etc. Everyone’s rewards and monthly votes!…


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