After the round pastry rolled on the ground a few times, it landed steadily near Mulo.
Mulo looked at the pastry with some dust on it. If he picked it up and ate it, nothing would happen, but he always felt that it would leave the same haze on his personality as the pastry.
"General, what do you mean by this?" Mu Luo seemed to still be holding on to some fantasy, and she suddenly looked at He Chaosheng.
Her eyes were very oppressive, with a pride that other heretics did not wear on their foreheads.
He Chaosheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but he still raised his chin with one hand and said with a smile: "It's not interesting, I just want to have some fun. You don't think that a heretic can take away a complete piece of cake from me?" Come on. Pick it up now and you can eat. Aren’t you happy?"
"I think you are giving alms to beggars." Mulo said calmly.
And He Chaosheng couldn't help laughing: "Are you worthy of being called a beggar? Heretic, the place where you eat should be on the ground."
Mu Luo stood up slowly, stood in front of He Chaosheng, and said, "I think there is something more delicious, isn't it?"
"Huh? Do you mean the above?" He Chaosheng simply clicked on the lampstand twice, and the remaining pastries disappeared, leaving only the one on the ground.
"You know how to please me. I like to see heretics succumb the most. Just like before, beg me..." He Chaosheng's expression had a hint of madness.
Perhaps because he was drunk, he spoke more unscrupulously and moved a little wildly.
Mu Luo stood there for a while, then suddenly rushed forward.
He Chaosheng smiled instead of being angry. He opened and closed his palms, his arrow sleeves flashed with phosphorescence, and in an instant, a short knife appeared in his hand.
He stabbed Mulo's shoulder with a knife and said: "I knew you were like all the heretics. Look... you finally took action against me... I won. You are not a special person. You Just a common heretic!"
Mu Luo felt no pain, only a slight numbness. She sneered with a straight face, and then bit He Chaosheng's shoulder.
As they got closer, the smell of the wine became stronger. Mulo bit it down like a catharsis. Blood flowed into her mouth, and she swallowed it directly.
"You! Hiss..." He Chaosheng grabbed Mu Luo's hair and threw it aside.
Mulo smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yes, it tastes good. The general is indeed a martial arts practitioner, and he has a strong bite."
"Madman..." He Chaosheng immediately started to stop the bleeding. Muro's bite was not deep, at least he didn't actually bite off a piece of flesh, but his teeth still broke the skin and blood flowed out.
Mulo covered his wound and said: "I don't dare to take it seriously. When it comes to madness, I am not one ten thousandth as good as the General... I'm full, and the General must be tired too, so take a good rest."
"Do you think I will let you go?" He Chaosheng drew out his long sword, stood up and approached Mu Luo step by step.
He now sobered up and walked more steadily.
She was impulsive and made a big mistake this time, but fortunately, the system sent a good news in time.
[System: Di - the task has been completed, the male protagonist's favorability is +3, the current favorability is: 23, the collection of sacred stones is: 0, please keep up your efforts. 】
[System: My dear host, you are trying too hard. If only you had known better and drank your own blood. 】
Mulo was also waiting for the trial to come, and said in his heart: "Very good, my suffocating operation only gained 3 points of favorability. I want to call it 'Zhi Xi'."
Seeing He Chaosheng walking over step by step, he put the knife on her neck.
Mu Luo just looked at him, saying "little husband" seemed to be able to save her life, but she didn't know where the inexplicable stubbornness came from, and she just refused to say those three words.
why? Why is it so weird today?
Maybe it's because, even if he is a "Cran He Chaosheng" in the book, she still can't stand seeing him sneaking back.
I still feel uncomfortable and my temper is out of control.
[System: Sister! Why are you so sad? You are the heroine. Except for being killed by the system, you can hardly die at other times. Don’t worry, I guess He Chaosheng must be...]
Before the system flag was set, He Chaosheng raised his knife and dropped it, leaving a deep knife mark on Mulo's body.
His chest was suddenly blood red, and his clothes were torn apart. He was held in Mu Luo's arms...
There is no strong pain as expected, just a slight feeling of heat...
No, it's not just hot, it's also cold...it's always a strange feeling to have a wound.
"Heresy is really a troublesome thing... You can't kill it with ordinary methods, and you can't feel any pain." He Chaosheng said: "Hey... I suddenly had a good idea, woman, bite me this time, I want you to pay double the price. I want you to regret this for the rest of your life."
Mu Luo's body couldn't move, and He Chaosheng grabbed Mu Luo's hair and dragged her to the yard as he spoke.
When the guards saw He Chaosheng's anger, they all knelt down and no one dared to speak.
He Chaosheng threw Mu Luo forward and said: "Throw this heretic into the water prison. The wounds from my sword cannot disappear. You guys should go and see them every once in a while. If they disappear, make them up. Anyway, she has that If you have only one arm, you won't die...I will give you another explanation when I am satisfied."
It sounds cruel, but Muro's pain sensation is very weak, so what's the use...
[System: That...my dear host, according to the setting, the water prison is specially prepared for heretics, because some functions of the machine will be blocked in the water. Although it can help you recover from the wound normally...but the pain may require you to do it yourself. bear……】
Mulo glanced at the system seriously, then looked at the guards holding him up. Finally, he took a deep breath and shouted: "No! General, spare your life! This little girl doesn't know how high the sky is, why should I ask you, General?" Your Excellency, please forgive me!!"
This voice was in stark contrast to the unruly energy just now.
He Chaosheng Brick looked at Mu Luo with an expression that looked like he was a fool.
Mulo continued to beg for mercy: "I just fainted from hunger. I'm not hungry anymore. I won't fight against you anymore. Please forgive me, General! Sir General? My little husband!"
Perhaps because he was used to the rubbish settings of this world, Mulo felt that... integrity could actually be something that could be thrown away easily.
It is life that smoothes people's edges. It's not me who is unruly, it's the world.
"Okay, if this woman screams so sweetly, then spare her life." He Chaosheng sneered and said, "Come here, bring the biggest bathtub to my room, and then... give it to me. I have two jars of wine."
"Yes, General."
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