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Xie Zhiwei suppressed the raging anger in his stomach, and said solemnly, "First tell me if he can be saved."
The grass python hero scratched the back of his head, unable to do anything: "When I made the setting, Yin Cangshan did have this combination of formations, and planned to use it to trap him for a few days when the male protagonist played the dungeon of Chaotang. A small level on the way to level up. This formation is condensed with the evil spirit of the demon world, which can force out the Horcruxes in the consciousness, such as your Qingping sword, such as Yan Zhifei's Taisu, and those few lotuses. .And then I took it and cut it off because I thought that no one saw the copy of the court."
Xie Zhiwei was no longer able to complain about his unreliability: "So strong, if Mu Hao in the original book didn't have the ability to control his heart, wouldn't it be the end of the game when he met Yin Cangshan?"
"That's different. The original male protagonist got all the treasures and merged the four lotus and Qingping sword. He is not afraid at all. This is tailor-made for the male protagonist. You think, no one else has Horcrux. Now, they all got their lunches inside. Only the male protagonist is proud and independent, unscathed, isn't it particularly cool? But look at his current situation, unarmed, weak in spiritual power, and only got three of the five treasures, Still struggling... what did he use against the magic circle?"
This is all true, Xie Zhiwei was speechless.
The grass python hero sighed heavily: "After all, after the master-disciple battle, even if he made a lot of mistakes and the characters collapsed into scum, he would still have some feelings. But think about the idol, the possibility of the male protagonist being saved now is very slim. The risks of your staying are also incalculable. Long pain is worse than short pain. It is better to make a decision early. The first two choices are so tempting. If you really hate him, you can choose the second one and give you a brand new male lead. "
"... brand new?"
"That's right. On the one hand, he won't bend into a chain like the current male protagonist, he's only interested in girls... Ah no, strictly speaking, he won't give his heart to anyone, and he won't really believe in any Man, is the original image in the original book, I guarantee you will never see him crying again, he is definitely a blackened and ruthless character. In the second aspect, you have also learned the lessons of this time, and you must know it again. How to deal with him."
Xie Zhiwei listened to him carrying the glorious image of the male protagonist in the original novel, and couldn't help raising his eyelids, his eyes fell on the system interface without focus. The numbers and characters are colorful and the boundaries are clearly defined, but somehow, in the changing light and shadow, the appearance of Mu Qi appears in front of his eyes.
Mu Qi's eyes were bright and he looked at him with a smile.
Last night, the night before, in dreams, in reality, every time. As long as he stared at Xie Zhiwei, there seemed to be only him in those eyes.
The grass python hero is still chattering: "This time we won't grab the show, we've made do with some scenes. It's good for the male protagonist to watch here, and there's nothing wrong with following the plot. But he should be saved at the beginning, but how can he beg you? , don't be his master, I'm sure it'll be fine..."
Xie Zhiwei said slowly: "Let me think about it."
"What are you thinking about? Should you choose the first or the second?" The grass python hero reminded him: "Idol, you have to hurry up, the system doesn't give you much time..."
With a "pop", twenty minutes passed, and the system forcibly ended the conversation.
Xie Zhiwei opened his eyes, the darkness in the cave was like a curtain, spreading to the outside of the cave. He stood up slowly, and because he was ringing the system directly in his sleep, he was still drowsy at this time, as if he had just had an ups and downs dream.
Tantai Meng was covered with the fox fur cloak, huddled in the corner and fell asleep quietly. Her thin white figure, in the dark night, looked like Mu Qi's thin and frail when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. Xie Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat at first glance. Followed by his eyes, it became clear to the end - Tantai Meng's face showed no warmth, and even when she fell asleep, she was as cold as usual.
Xie Zhiwei retracted his gaze and sighed inaudibly.
Outside the cave, it is cold and snowy.
This is the second morning after the Daxiong Palace turmoil.
Du Sheng closed the door of his residence and went to the wing where the Dao Zong members were waiting to check in. He heard a noise all the way away. Chen Daoyuan happily carried a bowl of medicinal juice and ran to Chu Zhishi's room. When he saw Du Sheng, he hurriedly stopped and said, "Morning, Master."
Watanabe nodded: "Little friend, why is it so rushed?"
Chen Daoyuan said excitedly: "My master is awake! Master, I will go ahead and serve his old man to drink medicine! You guys, why don't you open the door quickly, didn't you see what I was holding?"
A few young disciples slapped the curtains stubbornly, and he flashed in like a loach.
With a look of relief on his face, Dusheng also entered the door, only to see Xia Zhiqi and Yan Zhifei still sitting in the room, and several disciples were helping Chu Zhishi to sit up and put a thick blanket on his back.
Du Sheng put his hands together and said, "Good, City Lord Chu is awake."
When Xia Zhiqi and Yan Zhifei saw Du Sheng, they got up and returned their salute. Chu Zhi's complexion was very bad, and one shoulder was flat, and the place where the arm was originally had a thick bandage. He leaned on the quilt, half-drooping his eyes tiredly, and said, "Master, I won't get up."
In the past, the first-class people in the cultivation world were now lying on the bed weakly and waiting for Tang Shui, and half of their arms were missing. The master of Daozong, who has a whisk in one hand and a heavy sword in the other, can only be a legend.
Du Sheng hurriedly said: "City Lord Chu is injured, so there is no need to talk about these false rituals."
Chu Zhi said nothing, and leaned against the quilt like mud, looking very weak. Next to him, Chen Daoyuan hurriedly brought the soup to him and whispered, "Master, drink the medicine."
Chu Zhishi closed his eyes: "Don't drink, take it."
Chen Daoyuan looked down at the thick liquid in the bowl. Although it didn't smell very good, it was all made from high-quality spirit grass. It would be a waste if you didn't drink it. "But Master..."
Chu Zhizhi raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes: "Take it!"
This voice was full of anger, and Chen Daoyuan was shocked. Yan Zhifei said to him, "You guys, go out and close the door."
One person opened the curtain and came in: "I'm afraid it's not enough to just close the door."
As soon as Yan Zhifei saw him, his brows eased for a moment, and then they twisted together again: "Zhiwei, where have you been these past two days?"
Xie Zhiwei said: "Doing some trivial matters has made Senior Brother worry." He and Du Sheng each bowed and walked to Chu Zhishi. From the moment he entered the door, Chu Zhi stood up slightly and stared at him, Xie Zhiwei pressed him back: "Little Junior Brother suffers."
Chu Zhi said angrily: "No, it's too bitter."
Xie Zhiwei knew that he was not feeling well, and it was absolutely unacceptable that Xie Zhiwei was missing arms and legs.
He handed over the food box in his hand: "Little Junior Brother, I brought this to you for my brother."
As soon as the food box was opened, Chu Zhi smelled the fragrance and sniffed. He didn't need to look to know what was inside: "Turtle turtle soup? There is also coriander? Second senior brother, quickly give me a bowl."
This is completely different from the bitterness and hatred he had when he was given medicine just now.
Yan Zhifei's eyebrows wrinkled even more, but Xie Zhiwei really wanted to give Chu Zhizhi a thumbs up.
Cheese man, Xie Zhiwei thought about how depressed he would look before, but he didn't think he would be calm, eat and drink, and seemed to have accepted the fact that his arm was cut off.
Xie Zhiwei thought to himself, if I am broken and disabled, I will definitely not be able to do something like him...Bah, crow's mouth, this kind of thing can't be allowed to happen!
Xie Zhiwei raised his hand and threw an enchantment outside, and the cyan brilliance covered the doors and windows tightly.
Xia Zhiqi was puzzled: "Second Senior Brother, this is..."
Xie Zhiwei poured out the soup and said, "Master Dusheng, please take a seat, brothers and sisters, please take a seat. I invite everyone to discuss one matter today."