Wen Shanke was very strong at this time. Although he was still not as good as Du Ziming, he would not be killed instantly.
Du Ziming didn't want to listen to him, but his observation skills were too keen and he could tell the truth from just a few words of Wen Shanke.
"well."
A flame accompanied the sword, piercing Wen Shanke's body and cutting off his life. Du Ziming put away his weapon and sighed.
The master should have been laying the ambush pen from very early on. If I had been a little more serious at that time, Wenshanke would not have been in this situation where he had to be killed by me.
But perhaps no one else in the world will know the specific story between them.
The last chance to save Wen Shanke and avoid the current situation should be that level 13 card player game.
It was obvious that the master had been burying the trap, and at that time he had to find it troublesome. I obviously thought of the right thing to do, but I was too lazy to do it. That's why this situation exists now. Hahahaha, how many ways has the master prepared to stab my spine?
There shouldn't be much, because I'm shameless in the first place. There are only so many things that I care about. So, it doesn't matter.
He ruthlessly picked up the playing cards in this room and turned around to leave.
There are nine gates left waiting for them to enter.
The Dominator seemed to be showing off his excellent way of messing with people, using a variety of different things to try to get them both to break through. The mental state of the two people has always been very stable, but they are still a little emotional.
This can also be regarded as a kind of emotional intelligence. It can accurately judge your emotional lightning points and then kick them hard with the heel of high heels. It's best to kick you until you cry.
Wu Hui forced himself to calm down and suppressed his emotional abilities through his mental abilities. Although it can be removed directly, Wu Hui estimates that that is the purpose of the master.
Then there may be traps that people without feelings are bound to fall into. And if there is no emotion and purely from the perspective of profit, this game is actually not necessary at all.
So although he and Du Ziming both had the ability to directly remove memories and emotions, neither of them did so.
Because if you do it, you will fall into a trap.
But if they don't choose the easy path, they can only slowly endure the pain of their souls. It has to be said that the master's malice is really undisguised and obvious.
"Continue." Wu Hui seemed to be more determined than Du Ziming. Stand up and continue toward the next door.
Du Ziming sighed and found a door and walked in. This game is really not for people to play. Only the master should be happy throughout the whole process.
In the past, he could also cooperate with the master to play other people in the game. But now that the master was focused on tormenting him, Du Ziming had no gaming experience at all. How should I put it, similar things have never happened to Du Ziming before. It's just that now I can't quit even if I want to, so I can only bite the bullet and keep playing.
The master seemed to be laughing at him somewhere.
You think you can play with me on an equal footing, but in fact it’s just that I didn’t care about you before. Now, how about experiencing what a toy feels like? are you happy?
It's hard, the fist is hard. If there is a chance, I must turn the master into a woman like Lin Shiyun, so that he can be smashed by any ordinary person. Then he would play it for more than ten or twenty years, then throw it somewhere else and let everyone who had been disgusted by him take turns playing it.
Du Ziming thought in his mind about the vicious way he would use to torture the master if one day he could attack him.
But maybe he is unlikely to have that opportunity. And to be honest, decades are nothing to the Demon God.
If the ruler saw what he was thinking at this time, he might actually laugh out loud.
Because this can almost be said to be Du Ziming's incompetent rage.
Every time they enter a room and come out again, Wu Hui and Du Ziming's discomfort increases. But the two of them were getting more and more uncomfortable, and it was impossible for them to say anything about giving up.
There is no chance for them to give up.
"JQK is left again." Wu Hui, whose mind was filled with memories of killing many lovers, stood here, rationally suppressing all the messy thoughts, and took a deep breath.
Du Ziming saw situations that he didn't want to see happen that were caused by his own chaos. At this time, he was sitting on the ground, and the smile on his face began to become complicated: "How about you being complicated? I'll be responsible for it?"
"Okay." Wu Hui said: "I guess your mental hole should be bigger than mine. At most, the master can add a few very real painful memories for me. It will be different for you."
He is still very sober and rational. What is said is also true. Wu Hui has no psychological holes. The only exploitable weakness is that he sometimes overthinks things and falls into a state of doubt. But after realizing this, I was able to quickly adjust my strategy and become decisive. And suppress all doubts in my heart.
As for Du Ziming, he is casual, likes to act haphazardly, and has wild and unconstrained thinking. Although he can often get the correct answer as if blindly, he is also prone to being caught by his master.
In other words, Wu Hui is good at defense but not good at offense in this regard. Du Ziming has high dodge and high attack, but low defense.
So he has a stomachache now. And discovered that the master has been plotting against himself. But he didn't notice it because he was just playing for fun. So my stomach hurts even more.
Enter the King of Spades.
Du Ziming saw a figure sitting there and smiled immediately.
The man smiled too.
Chief chess player, Lin Shiyun.
"What do you think of this story?" Lin Shiyun was lying on the bed and suddenly touched Du Ziming's head and said, "At least in the dream, you won. Are you happy?"
Du Ziming found that he was wearing a collar around his neck: "Hehehe..."
Du Ziming almost guessed who he would see after entering the door. Sure enough, it was the chief chess player Lin Shiyun. Before Du Ziming, he was the mortal closest to the realm of the Master.
But Lin Shiyun played himself to death because he was idle and bored. The remaining mental fragments were either eaten and digested by Du Ziming, or stuffed into a woman's body in one way or another.
But what if those are all illusions?
What if I actually lose? Could it be that I am actually Lin Shiyun, but I was hypnotized by the master and thought I was Du Ziming?
Or maybe the contestant has always been Lin Shiyun, and I am just Lin Shiyun’s tool?
At this moment, chaotic thoughts rushed to Du Ziming, almost overwhelming him and completely brainwashing him, but the next moment. The flames rose, protecting Du Ziming's mind and soul.
"The ability of Xinhuo is really easy to use."
