pain.

All perceptions gave way to the pain. With the madman's unhesitating movements, Zhao Yijiu's mind was what he felt, what he was now.

The blood marks pulled out from both sides were very deep, as if the clown's face was covered with oil paint. He smiled insincerely, sadness and sadness were hidden under the exaggerated lines, not that no one could see, but that no one cared about it.

Is this "vibrant" what the madman wants?

Zhao Yijiu's chest was swaying rapidly. He stared at the madman's eyes tightly, wanting to see some emotions from it, but he never thought that the madman was doing the same thing.

"It hurts a lot, but it looks much better~" The madman looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, smiling at the corners of his lips, and after a while, he seemed to have discovered new fun, "Are you performing tough? You really don't say a word?"

Zhao Yijiu looked at him. Although cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead and his red clothes were soaked in his body, his eyes never shifted for a moment.

"How much should we do? If you die in one go, there will be no fun..." The madman used the tip of his knife to carefully describe the outline of Zhao Yijiu's face, and finally stopped at his eye socket and hung a few centimeters away from his eyeball.

"You have a good look, let's do it. How about digging one eye first this time?"

"!" Zhao Yijiu struggled hard, but was still pressed to death. At the same time, the madman stretched out his slender fingers and opened Zhao Yijiu's eyelids.

"Get out!" Zhao Yijiu roared. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the girl in Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory who died silently in the locker room with his eyes dug out.

Before that girl died, she should have felt stronger than her, right?

He also remembered the unwillingness to be near death when he was caught up by Gui Tangli and penetrated his shoulder blades.

I was not used to it at that time.

Now, he has already adapted to the rhythm of the deduction game, but he still encounters such a thing when he is alone... Is he too weak?

Leaving Zhao Mou and Yu Xing, will he die so easily?

No, it's impossible.

Zhao Yijiu knew very well that he was not weak.

But this second phase of the task was a bit weird. It was assigned to him a task that was almost impossible to complete, and he was allowed to face the pursuit of the ghost.

The difficulty is wrong.

He will definitely not die here, there must be other ways, or, this madman actually has many restrictions on his actions-

Zhao Yijiu's fingers on his eyelids were very cold, and his fingertips felt rough. The tip of the knife was controlled by the madman's evil taste, and it seemed to be freeing time for the prey to appreciate the moment he was destroyed.

He forced himself to calm down.

Yes, he couldn't die here, otherwise, almost no one could pass this mission.

The absurd world will not allow such a situation to happen.

And he also...

The next second, the sharp metal was stuck on it without any drag.

"puff."

The eyeball ruptured, and Zhao Yijiu's breathing became much heavier in an instant. He did not let out a little pain. His two lines of teeth were bitten tightly, his face was extremely pale, as if he was enduring the extremely strong pain.

[Ahhhhhh my iceberg, don't die!]

[Eyes!!!]

[How much pain I'm dying]

[This ghost has no way to survive, and only one deducer is assigned to dream. Is it that if each team forces one person to lose?]

[The above, I don’t know what to say, the Zhao family Xu Jialuo family occupies the November death parallel line to provide qualifications. There have never been more than five dead people. I thought the system showed mercy to them, and this time it was definitely an accident]

[Look at the follow-up, I think Lengjiu won’t die here, serious injury is the limit]

[I'm digging, I'm digging, I don't even say a cold wine, this is too manly]

The eyes are very fragile places for humans. The madman was waiting to hear Zhao Yijiu's screams, but he only saw a person who knew how to endure and had a very high degree of tolerance for pain. The other party's forced support was really interesting.

"It's worthy of..." He murmured, and then laughed even happier: "Actually, I've been following you for a long time, but I didn't expect that before I saw you enter the depravity line, he appeared next to you first. Well... I lost a good subordinate..."

Zhao Yijiu's expression changed.

I don't know if it was that sentence that aroused him. Even the dazzling ball could not resist, a huge force suddenly emerged in his arm, lifting the madman from his body.

The eyeball fell to the ground with the blade, and the feeling of the nerve tearing was so unpleasant, it really hurts.

"You are a special guest." He rolled sideways and got up quickly, regardless of the wound on his legs torn. There was only a blood hole left on his deep face, and blood was still dripping down his eyes. It was like a perfect interpretation of the ghost without using makeup.

The madman stood there, quietly watching Zhao Yijiu make a guess in the tone of a statement, and then looked cold again. He admitted leisurely: "That's right, it's me."

[He is the special guest]

[Does anyone recognize who he is? Is there such a person in the despair level?]

[Combined with the look of the Master of Xunhe, this should be an actor!]

[The actor has never shown his face, and he is not embarrassed to see him!]

[Wait, I'm sorry, the point is off the line? He's a actor! How can I beat him by cold wine?]

Yes, when guessing the identity of the special guest, the first reaction that came to everyone's mind was how cold wine could survive in the hands of the actors.

The actor represents the ultimate evil, and it is natural to play the role of hostile boss rather than a friendly NPC. As long as he thinks, a newcomer like Lengjiu who has just been promoted to the differentiation level will never have any power to fight back. In other words, so many temptations before were just the actor who wanted to play Lengjiu.

Audiences who realize this find it ridiculous again.

It's strange that the difficulty of death parallel lines is so high. Among many live broadcast programs, the reason why parallel lines are famous is its competitive deduction mode, not its difficulty.

When it comes to mortality rates, the death parallel line is definitely low.

When the prankster came, all the deducers present became ants that could be crushed to death at any time.

[No, all parallel lines have the role of a master in the dream. Even if he is an actor, he is still a actor who is dispersed into nine. Maybe his strength will be divided into nine points?]

[No, one in nine actors is so strong, and the others are playing big-headed ghosts]

[You have never seen the level of despair, I really don’t know how desperate they can make you]

[Actor, Medusa, Mr. Yan... I'll do, wait, Mr. Yan is in this live broadcast room]

Yan Li, who was cueed, did not speak, but Yan Ming, who was in the same team as him, made a name for himself.

[Yan Ming: Yes, referring to my boss, one in nine actors can be so strong, and... the actor hasn't touched his offering yet]

Everyone was shocked.

Because of the lack of despair and rarely participating in live broadcasts, most people have no chance to see the strength of the despair boss.

So now, Yan Ming, who seems to have just been promoted to the level of despair and has not left too many new impressions of strength in the eyes of everyone, said, and no one will doubt it.

In the surviving investigation team, there were eight of the despair levels alone, accounting for almost two-fifths of the despair levels among the major forces.

That makes no sense!

Why would an actor play a boss? Is there still a way out for the deducer?

[Lu Xiaorong: The actor must have restrictions in this deduction. It is not as exaggerated as you think. Maybe this is his strongest state. It is unreasonable to have the sacrifices not banned]

[No, I am the actor who cares about it. He has been paying attention to cold wine for a long time? Is cold wine a very special person?]

[And who is that "he" referring to, who is around? Zhao Mou?]

[Turn over, combined with the context, I think it's a blessing]

Many people are very curious about these issues, and even spies from some forces can't help but quietly emerge and try to lure several relevant bigwigs to reveal more.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yijiu looks at stake now. The Zhao family, who are watching the live broadcast, have no time to pay attention to other audiences, and the real boss also takes a lot of attention and can't speak.

Only Zhao Yijiu, who was deduced, was no longer calm at this time.

A faint red light flashed in his eyes, but was captured by the actors.

"Oh, I didn't expect that a word of the pain would hit the point. Which sentence?" The actor's amber eyes under half of the mask were clear and beautiful, but they were sarcastic, "Are you waiting for you to enter the line of depravity?"

"...I can't be the same as you." Zhao Yijiu knew the difference between the enemy and me, covered her bloody eyes with one hand, and retreated quietly, "It is even more impossible to become your subordinate."

"Oh... It's a pity that the conclusion is that he did to make you so determined?" The actor pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No, as far as I know, from childhood to adulthood, you have suppressed that kind of person alone-"

"Shut up." Zhao Yijiu interrupted him coldly, causing Barrage to take a breath.

Those who dare to talk to the actor like this are all dead except Qu Yanqing.

Where is him?

Will you die here?

Soon, the actor told everyone the answer with his actions.

He smiled, laughing wildly, as crazy as a mental illness, which is very different from the person Yu Xing remembers who was gentle and elegant in disguise.

"No, it's great... Hahahaha, you still care about this matter, then I'll be relieved. Maybe one day in the future, I will see your name on the application for membership of Single Prism." The actor suddenly approached, attached his lips to Zhao Yijiu's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Only I can solve your problem, do you believe it?"

The killing in Zhao Yijiu's hand trembled slightly and poked it directly.

This time, because the distance was too close, the actor did not hide.

The sound of the blade entering the flesh was particularly obvious. Zhao Yijiu felt the congestion in his hand, and understood that the knife was stabbed firmly.

Blood oozed out of the actor's luxurious clothes, and the unique destructive power of stopping the killing rages inside the actor's body. The actor moved a little away and opened his arms openly to let Zhao Yijiu appreciate his wounds: "That's right, only if I hurt me, I'm a little curious about you. I would rather lose one eye than use some sacrifices on me?"
To be continued...