Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Qiu Ran thought that she was about to die.

Beneath her was a bottomless abyss with a gloomy wind blowing. The depth of the abyss made her even give up her desire to struggle.

She was about to die, shattered to pieces, falling from a height, and she was sure to die.

"It's unlucky," she thought, "I...was deceived again."

She knew that Xia Xingye, who was already at the end of the fight at the time, could never kill her in a head-to-head manner. Unfortunately however...

She had no defense against him until the moment she was pushed into the abyss.

When did she start being deceived? Is his infighting with the puppet master real? Is the story he told in the carriage true? even……

The Specter in the Chenxing uniform who was killed by his own hands...

Is it really his teammate?

All the questions flashed across Qiuran's mind like a flash. In the end, there is only confusion and despair left.

She is dying.

She heard the wind whistling in her ears, and saw the black and white checkerboard at a high place, quickly disappearing from her field of vision, and the last ray of light was shrinking and shrinking. It was as if this last moment of freeze was left in her retina, the last moment of her life.

On the edge of the chessboard, the moment it was pushed down. She saw that Xia Xingye showed a perfect smile again. He turned around and took two steps as if deliberately maintaining that smile.

She heard his laughter.

--until.

A shadow jumped off the edge of the chessboard!

Qiuran widened his eyes.

The black cloak was like a flag, fluttering in the wind. The speed of the man's fall was so fast, so fast, as if he had used some props to speed up the fall.

"you……"

She didn't have time to say the next word.

The man caught her.

Something is unfolding under them!

Then in the next moment, they fell to the bottom of the abyss at a very high speed!

And make a loud bang!

However, the expected severe pain that shattered the body did not come. In place of the pain, the sound of the vine branches being crushed densely, and...

Another soft body.

That body, at the moment of landing, protected her.

Even so, the impact of the ground is not pleasant. The two fell into a coma almost at the same time.

Qiuran woke up amidst the rustling of activities.

She woke up again with a dull pain in her chest from the impact. She managed to get up from the ground, opened her eyes, but saw a black figure, coughing, carrying a lantern, and was about to leave here.

The lantern in his hand was shaking, and it seemed that this person's condition couldn't be any better. Yet he moved forward, step by step.

"You..." Qiuran hesitated for a while, she gritted her teeth and got up to catch up, "What on earth are you trying to do?"

"roll."

It was a hoarse, cold and disgusting reply.

roll?

Qiuran was stunned. After a while, she pressed the fire in her chest and asked him, "What do you mean?"

"Get away from me, and never show up in front of my eyes again."

The man didn't look back.

There was still a strong **** aura on his body, and he staggered on his feet, gritted his teeth, but still walked out step by step, and his voice was extremely cold.

This person used her and cheated her several times, and she still hasn't calculated!

Qiuran became angry almost at this moment. She pressed the ground and wanted to get up from the ground, but her ankle seemed to be swollen, and she couldn't get up again. So she had to suppress her temper: "You told me to get out? Why? Who do you think you are?"

"Who is it?" That person's voice almost carried the most vicious coldness, "You are stupid, disgusting, abusing kindness, you will never learn to be smart, you will only be used by others, and you will always be used by others. Make your own sacrifices, and think that you are righteous and dignified, and that everyone will appreciate your sacrifices..."

"People like you, people like you..."

The man paused, then quickened his pace.

"Go away," he said hoarsely and bloodily, "I don't want to see you again."

That man clearly lied to her, but jumped off the chessboard at the moment when she was about to die according to his plan.

That person clearly saved her with his life, but now, in a disgusting tone as if seeing a fly, he told her to get away.

That person has always been soft-spoken when deceiving people, and has always been courteous on weekdays. But at this moment, he mocked her in the coldest and most vicious tone.

——Even just now, it was clearly him who saved her.

——With such a tone of voice, was he just scolding her...or was he scolding someone who had abandoned him? still is……

He is also scolding himself, who just jumped off the cliff without hesitation?

What was this businessman thinking when he just jumped down, who only believed in equal exchange and the division of interests?

Now he walks into the darkness with the lamp in hand, walks away step by step, refuses to explain, refuses to apologize, and even refuses the thanks of others. What is he doing?

Qiuran has never been able to get answers to these questions in her entire life. She slapped her feet and sat in the dark tree cage, watching Xia Xingye dragging his **** steps and leaving slowly and firmly.

——He is like a lock whose key has been lost, and he has been displaced since then. It's like a mystery no one can solve anymore.

...

"Yo, let's jump down together."

The puppet master in gray stood on the edge of the chessboard, tiptoeing and looking down. Seeing that the two figures were no longer visible, he shook his head as if he was very sorry.

"It's all agreed that you want to hunt other players with me, why did you suddenly go to death yourself? I really don't understand you, although I said that after the other players are dead, I will still kill you... ...However, at least at that time, in addition to the reward for hunting teammates, I could also get your puppet..." The man in gray spread his hands, "This is good. Jump down, God knows where it is, There are no bones left, and you won't be able to pick up your doll..."

He stomped on the chessboard with his feet, as if he really felt sorry for it, and was extremely distressed.

"That's good, but I just killed that woman, and I got the qualification to leave the chessboard." The man in gray muttered to himself, and took the key out of his pocket.

What he held in his hand was the orange key belonging to "Rage". The key was still stained with blood, and it took a lot of effort for him to grab such a thing from the woman's hand.

The "rage" belonging to "King Lear" belongs to him, and this chessboard, the "greed" belonging to "Cinderella" will also belong to him. Well, the "jealousy" of the mirror labyrinth just now was taken away by someone. But the man in gray is not in a hurry, after all...

After all, all players will eventually gather in front of the door that left, and he only needs to strike at the remaining players in front of the door to get all the keys.

The plan is indeed tempting and easy. but……

"If I had known, I should have killed you in the labyrinth, sigh, be a good person and let you live a little longer, it's really a good person who is not rewarded..." The man in gray twisted his neck, "A few In just a few hours of work, I have suffered such a huge loss, this world is really too unfriendly to good people--"

"I think so too."

"Every time you give a little kindness, you will suffer a loss."

"It's a coincidence, so am I." The voice of the man behind was full of conviction, "My sincerity and friendliness always make people want to avoid me."

Grey Man:  …

Just at that moment, the cold hairs on his whole body subconsciously tensed!

Over the years, the man in gray has been the most famous puppet master in the high-level field, but it has to be windy and rainy. Everyone in the high-level field knows that he is a lunatic who will do whatever he can. There was an unwritten list of "people you must never mess with" in the camp, and he didn't care about it, but he clearly knew that he was definitely at the top of the list.

Over the years, he had long forgotten what it was like to be afraid. But when he realized that he heard the voice from behind him...

All the joints in his body started to hurt at that moment!

He turned his head slowly, and what he saw was a young man wearing a purple trench coat. The young man was tall and long, the waist under the windbreaker was even slender, the legs in purple trousers were also straight and long, and he was wearing black boots.

He turned his face sideways, and his slightly long black hair fell down, covering his face, revealing only the tip of his white and upturned nose, and his long, upturned eyelashes.

But it's just such a glance, it's just such a blind eye...

The puppet master recognized this person!

He heard the sound of his teeth fighting, and it was the fear that surged from the bottom of his heart, and the pain and excitement as extreme as sexual desire.

"...Uh."

crow.

This man is a crow.

Puppet masters have turned many people into puppets and depicted the faces of many people. However, when one person has appeared in another person's dream many times, when this person has repeatedly smashed each other's joints in the nightmare of tossing and turning countless times...

It is absolutely impossible for him to forget this person.

The most terrifying killer in the high-level field, the most merciless lunatic in the dungeon, the one with the highest reward offered by the major mercenary teams, the one who is the enemy of the world, and the one who is besieged by the world...

His nightmares, his enemies, his...

Black Muse.

... But how could he possibly be alive?

He's still alive, he's still in the senior field? ! How could he be... alive? !

As if noticing the look in his eyes, the man turned his head and glanced at him.

His eyes were very dark and beautiful, with peach-blossom-shaped eyes and long-drawn corners, always indifferent and like crazy eyes.

Just at this glance, the puppet master recognized it.

He is back! !

The person who the whole senior field wants to kill is back! !

His hands began to tremble, was he the first to see the crow come back? Does anyone else know that the crow has returned?

What is he doing in this dungeon? Where is he going next? What has he encountered before?

These thoughts flashed through the puppet master's mind only between lightning and flint.

He has never been a person who pays attention to the general situation. What he does, he only depends on his own interests. Thinking about these things is really useless, not to mention...

He has only one idea.

Make him your own puppet! !

He saw those eyes sizing him up and down, cold and cold, with a hint of doubt.

"Do I know you?"

He heard the crow say so.