I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 251, page 1.17, 28: A Night of Madness
A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the man's long hair that covered his face, revealing a slightly weathered face. However, the deep scar on his right eye, which showed the bone, marred his otherwise handsome features, even though it had now scabbed over.

His right eye was blinded by his girlfriend, who was controlled by spider silk. If he hadn't dodged quickly, his entire head would have been split open.

I once fantasized about marrying my girlfriend after leaving this place, but ideals are just ideals, and reality is cruel.

He never intended to lay a hand on his girlfriend, but after seeing her cry and tell him to kill her for the first time with such understanding, he panicked and had no idea what to do.

When he came to his senses, he was holding his girlfriend, and a short sword he had given her for self-defense was stuck in her body; it had pierced her heart.

In the end, all I could feel was the body I was holding gradually getting colder.

This world is cruel.

Even though I've always known this, I've never been more clear-headed than I was at that moment, and in the end, it all turned into a despair with no end in sight.

Even though the wounds on his face had scabbed over, they still ached faintly, reminding him to stay alert at all times.

He wanted to die, to die with his girlfriend.

But he lacked the courage to plunge the sword into his own chest, just as others described him as a coward. He had been a coward since childhood, afraid to try anything, until he met his girlfriend and felt courage, daring to stand in front of her and protect her.

Now that the person he was protecting is gone, the courage that sustained him has also vanished.

There was no way to lift any weapon and swing it at the enemy...

He was worse off dead than alive; at least he wouldn't have seemed so pathetic.

So after hearing Shui Qi's words, he slowly closed his eyes and quietly awaited death.

He heard the gunshot, but surprisingly, he didn't feel any pain.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the person who had been pointing a gun at him had been shot through the temple. He stared blankly at Shui Qi, completely bewildered by what he meant.

I can't understand this person; I've never understood his thoughts since the first time I met him.

Water Qi...

"Are you sure you want to look at me like that?" Shui Qi stood in front of the fountain, raising her eyebrows slightly and smiling as she looked at him. There was no remorse on her face for attacking her companion, as if it were just a casual action like drinking water.

Fei glanced at Shui Qi, then turned her gaze to the circus parade in the distance, seemingly completely uninterested in what Shui Qi was about to do.

In fact, he had no real interest. He only cooperated with Shui Qi because Shui Qi said he would tell him about the captain.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. It makes me seem like a villain. I'm just clearing out some potential threats." Shui Qi laughed in exasperation at Fei's subtle glance. He rubbed his forehead helplessly and said.

Yes, he was just clearing up some potential problems in order to prevent the tragedy from happening again.

Shui Qi unconsciously touched his chest, then put his hand down again. He chuckled and said meaningfully to the silent others, "You can't betray them."

Otherwise, he would not hesitate to shoot him in the temple with the gun in his hand, showing no mercy whatsoever.

The dungeon, which all players are forced to participate in, has seen its player count drop from over 100,000 to just double digits in just seven days. The intense, non-stop combat has even pushed him to the brink of a mental breakdown.

I dare not close my eyes at all. I become extremely nervous at the slightest sound or movement. If I relax even a little at this time, it will be the end of me.

Suddenly I understand why Daolin is so tired and always falls asleep while standing.

Because she was really close to her limit. Shui Qi dug her wrists hard, blood streaming down, the pain stimulating her clear mind, in a never-ending cycle.

There's a slight sense of nostalgia; he'd experienced similar tense moments back then, but never felt this exhausted. Perhaps it's because he naively relied on his companions back then, while now he doesn't even dare to entrust his back to anyone else.

I heard a series of hurried footsteps.

A blood-soaked, ragged man rushed out, followed by a black figure swiftly vaulting over the hedge.

A black cloak draped behind him fluttered in the air as he ran, his long, misty gray curly hair was tied into a high ponytail and combed back, and his cold, dark gold eyes only glanced at them briefly as he ran past, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

He grabbed the man's neck, plunged his sharp fingertips into it, and then easily crushed it.

The blood splattered on his body but left no trace. Instead, it dripped down his clothes and onto the ground like water, blooming into bright red and alluring blood flowers.

Mu Yin shook his hand, smearing all the blood on the ground.

Suddenly turning to Shui Qi, she said innocently, "What? Are you going to try and take my food too?"

So this is just food?

Shui Qi's lips twitched slightly. They were clearly people, weren't they...?

perhaps……

Mu Yin frowned and said with displeasure, "You look very suspicious. All living things are my food, it's just a matter of whether I want to eat them or not. However... this doesn't smell very appetizing, so I'll give it to you if you want it."

"No need," Shui Qi refused, as he had prepared his own food and did not need this kind of raw food.

Mu Yin walked over to them, casually sat down on the fountain, crossed his legs, and asked with a grin, "What kind of meeting are you having? Can I join in?"

"You're too late, it's already over." Shui Qi shook her head and said with a light laugh.

"Ah, I see." Suddenly, Mu Yin added, "Did you know that the clown has disappeared?"

"Isn't the clown in the parade?" Shui Qi knew who Mu Yin was referring to, but he deliberately didn't want to follow Mu Yin's line of thought and wanted to see how this guy would react.

"You're so stupid. I was referring to the instance owner, of course. How come your IQ is even lower than mine? How embarrassing." Mu Yin made a face at Shui Qi and said disdainfully.

Shui Qi chuckled. Comparing his intelligence to this person's was the greatest insult to his intelligence, but he couldn't refute it because he couldn't beat him.

Finally, he pointed to the parade in the distance and said, "He should appear after the parade ends."

"Didn't you say you didn't know?" Mu Yin narrowed his dark golden vertical pupils, asking dangerously, "Were you lying to me just now?"

"How could that be? It was only after your brilliant mind reminded me that I suddenly realized who you were talking about. So I only remembered because of you." Shui Qi said with a slight smile.

He spoke the words of flattery with exceptional seriousness and sincerity, as if it were the real thing, pure and unpretentious, like a mudslide in the world of flattery.

All I can say is that Shui Qi is an extremely eccentric character.

Perhaps they are not of ordinary blood.

Every time Mu Yin is mentioned, the style of the painting goes astray.

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(End of this chapter)