I am a god in the secret world

Chapter 543: [Returning Home on a Snowy Night] Make a Deal

"Don't listen to her, she's just trying to sow discord!"

Shen Zhongyi shouted.

But who among the people present didn't know that this was an attempt to sow discord?

But sowing discord means that they do have a chance of survival, doesn't it?
After all, no matter how united they are, they cannot deal with so many "Li Zhenzhen" out there.

Live as long as you can.

Zhu Qisheng was the first to rush forward and knock Shen Zhongyi to the ground, and the remaining two people quickly grabbed Shen Zhongyi's legs one after another.

Shen Zhongyi immediately started cursing.

"If you throw me out, you will not have a good death either. I tell you! She will not let you go. You will all die!"

Bai Cha glanced at Xue Tao, who was gradually losing his voice at the door, and signaled Ah Huang to throw Xue Tao's knife over.

Then Bai Cha directly cut the tent with a knife and threw the knife inside.

The cold wind blew in through the gap, making the four people inside feel chilled to the core.

"If he doesn't want to come out, that's fine. You can just kill him."

Shen Zhongyi screamed in despair: "Bitch! If you kill me, I will become a ghost and I will kill you too!"

Bai Cha laughed outside the tent, his laughter was unbridled and sarcastic.

"You idiot, just try it!"

Shen Zhongyi had a ferocious expression, and then he looked at the three people who were holding him down and said, "Let me go, if you kill me, I won't let you go!"

Zhu Qisheng has already picked up the knife.

"It doesn't matter. By the time you become a ghost, we may have become ghosts too. You can go first."

As he said that, he stabbed Shen Zhongyi's neck with a knife.

This was all thanks to Xue Tao's previous actions. They all saw it and followed suit.

Shen Zhongyi could no longer make any sound. The only sound coming from his throat was the hoarse sound caused by the blood foam surging.

His eyes were wide open, staring at Zhu Qisheng intently, and it could be said that he would die with his eyes open.

But Zhu Qisheng pulled out the knife and stabbed it into his eyes expressionlessly, making him unable to see anything.

The two people next to him had their eyes flickering, and were a little afraid of Zhu Qisheng.

Especially now, only Zhu Qisheng has a knife in his hand.

Both of them felt a little regretful that they didn't grab the knife and take action just now. If they had taken action, at least the knife would be in their hands now.

The three people once again reached a delicate situation. The tent was filled with a bloody smell that made people's stomachs churn and their hearts beat like thunder.

Another wanton laugh came from Bai Cha outside the door.

"Hey, you two have never told a story. I'll give you a chance to tell your own story and how your wish came about, okay?"

The expressions of the two people in the room changed slightly.

When the story was told before, everyone was forced into the story and could not move at all.

That's a dead end, they don't want to talk about it.

Zhu Qisheng said, "Let them tell the story and let me go, okay? I haven't killed anyone!"

"Hmm..." Bai Cha looked thoughtful.

Ah Huang was completely done with it. After confirming that Xue Tao had lost all signs of life, he came over and surrounded the tent.

"Your story is already finished. It is really useless. If the two people inside don't want to tell the story, then kill him. Otherwise, you can tell the story."

The remaining two people were also somewhat desperate.

"You promised to let us go!"

Bai Cha responded to this with unbridled laughter.

This laugh is simply too villainous.

Zhu Qisheng had a ferocious expression on his face and was the first to swing his knife at one of them.

He doesn't want to die, he just wants to live!

"Zhu Qisheng! Are you really going to do it? You won't survive if both of us die!"

The two of them dodged in a panic. "So what? As long as I don't die first!"

When the two heard this, their expressions became as ferocious as his.

The three of them fought together.

I don't know when, snowflakes started falling outside again.

The red butterfly flew over again and transformed into a faceless woman in red.

Bai Cha knew that the game was coming to an end.

"Li Biyun?" Bai Cha asked tentatively.

"Oh no, maybe you don't have this name either. Maybe you don't have a name at all. You can call anyone."

"But I quite like your face as Biyun, so let's just stick with Biyun."

The facial features of the woman in red gradually emerged.

It was indeed Biyun’s face.

She looked at Bai Cha with some resentment.

"Miss, you really made me look for you."

Bai Cha shook his head after hearing this.

"You don't need to make such a gesture. Your lady has become a sword now. Unfortunately, it seems that I can't take it out at the moment. Otherwise, it would be better if you reunite."

Hearing this, a trace of resentment flashed in Biyun's eyes.

"Why do you have to stop me?" Biyun's voice was cold.

Bai Cha was surprised: "When did I stop you?"

"The label above your head says it all about what you did."

"Ah..." Bai Cha raised his hand and touched the label above his head that he couldn't even reach.

"But this is just an accident. There is no conflict between us. Let me guess. You were born out of obsession, and this obsession came from those unfortunate women. You may be one of them, but you are just a butterfly now."

"You want to spread these butterflies across every world, and use the power of obsession to help those people become stronger and fulfill their obsessions, right?"

Those seemingly unrelated stories have shown from the very beginning that the plot to be pieced together is actually illusory.

It can be real, it can be fabricated, because it can exist in fantasy as well as in reality.

Just jump out of this copy and look at the things, and you will find it.

Everything is nothing but a tragedy of obsession. Li Zhenzhen...perhaps she is just a red butterfly attracted by these people.

Judging from the performance of previous Red Butterfly owners, those people's obsession often comes from "love" in a certain sense, while the NPCs in this copy are "evil".

To complete the dungeon, you need to kill all the NPCs.

Then she could actually speculate that, although they were both obsessions, the red butterfly parasitized the obsession born out of love, but it also needed the obsession of "evil" as... food?
After all, every storyteller's transformed appearance has a part of Chidie in it, it's like assimilation.

As if to confirm her speculation, bulges gradually appeared on the bodies of several corpses on the ground, as if there were bugs crawling on them.

Then, red butterflies came out of their bodies and flew towards the green clouds. The corpses themselves withered quickly, as if all the nutrients had been sucked out.

Biyun raised her hand gently, and a butterfly slowly fell from her fingertips.

"Yeah, so you shouldn't stop me."

"I also said that I didn't stop you, it's just that you and I have different positions. Just like you planted this butterfly for me, it means that I also have obsessions in my nature. We can be in the same camp."

Biyun looked at Baicha and slowly smiled.

"You're right."

The butterfly on Baicha's fingertip finally broke out of its cocoon. It hurt so much that her fingers were trembling.

But the butterfly did not fly towards Biyun, but remained on her fingertips.

It is enchanting and beautiful, and has a strange connection with white tea.

"Then let's make a deal." Biyun said.

[All NPCs have been detected dead. The detected player has exited the plot and will be teleported away in thirty seconds...]

(End of this chapter)