Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

"You go, I'll open the door." Her voice trembled. Facing the threat of death, she could hardly hide her fear, but she still stood in front of the portal switch, like a little girl who was willing to protect her brother even with tears in her eyes.

Chapter 35, the title of the previous chapter, who do you think is more powerful?

"Hold the holy weapon well, don't drop it. After all, it was you who came to save me and pulled me out of the hell of the shampooer. Now I can't let you down. If possible, remember to come back and save me." She drew a pentagram rune on Fang Qingyun's palm, which did not manipulate energy. The rune burned fiercely in Fang Qingyun's palm: "The amulet should be able to guide you to find me. If it's too late to save me, the amulet will be destroyed when I die."

Viola had no hope that Fang Qingyun could save her. A traitor like her was destined to be tortured by the shampooer. Death was not a relief, but the beginning of the next torture. Facing such a visible bloody end, her voice was more gentle than ever before: "This time, it's probably goodbye forever."

When Fang Qingyun heard this, his DNA moved. He looked at Viola's face, which was stained with tears because of fear, and the words she said while holding back tears. It seemed that at this moment, he merged with a white-haired girl.

The feeling of powerlessness and heartache blended together, instantly breaking down the defenses of this tough guy. This moment was exactly like that moment, the difference was that he did not have the ability to write a perfect ending for the story. He had never hated his own powerlessness so much.

She inserted the saber into the portal operator and pulled it down with all her strength. The huge orange portal opened. She pushed Fang Qingyun hard and said, "Hurry up, or the portal will close."

Fang Qingyun staggered. How could he abandon her like this?

Feeling touched, nervous and urgent, Fang Qingyun's brain was working at an unprecedented speed. He desperately wanted a perfect ending for this story, and for this, he could disregard his own life.

He asked his question directly: "Is the portal kept open by the constant stimulation of hell energy?"

Viola cried out in a sobbing voice: "Yes, now you still have the mind to ask the principle? Go away, go away!"

Fang Qingyun saw tears in Viola's eyes. Losing the holy vessel basically meant that she had failed in her duty. With the shampooer's style, she would have only one outcome: death.

Anyway, she didn't want to go back to that hell, and she didn't want to continue to help the evildoers. She only had one life left. Having given up the desire to live, Viola didn't care about her ladylike image anymore. She pointed her middle finger at the army chasing behind her: "Fuck you, you stupid shampooer, die!"

The soldier who was loyal to the shampooer fired two shots, and the bullets hit her middle finger, knocking it off. The finger fell at Fang Qingyun's feet, with broken bones and white stumps, but still remaining active and moving like a caterpillar.

Under the secretion of adrenaline, Fang Qingyun suddenly had a bold idea. Although he didn't know whether it would succeed, he could only give it a try. At worst, he would just blow himself up. He was more sober than ever before. He was not intoxicated by the beauty. He just didn't want to disappoint Viola.

He pushed Viola away, pulled out the saber from the teleportation platform, hesitated for a moment, and then slashed at his right shoulder.

Hands were shaking, I couldn't bear to hurt myself, and I used the wrong angle of force.

Although the saber was very sharp, half of Fang Qingyun's arm was still connected to his shoulder. The half-cut arm hung down, and Fang Qingyun had to use his other hand to insert the saber back into the conveyor platform, with the sharp blade facing up. Then he put his half-broken arm on it, grabbed it with his other hand, and used the gravity of his body to pull it down ruthlessly.

The sharp blade cut through the muscles and severed the bones, completely separating Fang Qingyun's arm. The zombie's blood spurted out and his arm fell to the ground, but it was still moving.

This behavior scared the right hand. It waved at Fang Qingyun, gave a thumbs up, and after making sure Fang Qingyun saw it, it gave the middle finger.

Great, the bet was right. Fang Qingyun relaxed slightly. The pain and the act of cutting off his arm just now made him a little exhausted. The unauthorized middle finger of this hand just now made Fang Qingyun guess that the infiltration of hell energy might have given this hand a certain thinking ability, so it should be possible to let him execute this suicide order.

Perhaps because of the connected blood vessels, Fang Qingyun understood the movements of his right hand. Waving his hand meant that your guess was right, I can still move; the thumbs up meant that you are really a man, you actually cut your own hand; the middle finger meant something simpler and more brutal: You actually cut me!

Damn it, there's blood all over the floor. Fang Qingyun looked at his broken arm and comforted himself that it would be back after a good sleep, so it was okay. But it still hurt a lot.

You have to pretend to be cool even if it means crying.

Viola was stunned.

"Silly woman, hurry into the portal when it opens, I will come here by myself," Fang Qingyun ordered coldly. Although zombies don't feel much pain, when he cut off his arm, he still roared in fear. The pain reminded him of a previous fracture. Fortunately, he didn't have to worry about stopping the bleeding.

To do this, one must overcome one's instinct for survival. Unlike death, which comes suddenly and passes by in a moment, one must overcome one's own psychological barriers and watch the pain come upon oneself. It's like the difference between accidentally touching a needle and pricking oneself with blood, and giving oneself an injection. The pain of the latter is often more obvious.

Watching Viola stumbling towards the portal, Fang Qingyun picked up his broken arm that had fallen to the ground and placed it on his saber.

"It all depends on you, brother." After connecting his perception with that of the broken arm and conveying his meaning, Fang Qingyun started to run away without any reluctance.

The broken arm gave him a thumbs up like a Terminator entering molten steel, and Fang Qingyun sensed what he meant: Leave everything to Dad. Then the broken arm tightened his grip on the saber, used his own gravity to hold the switch down, and began to output energy steadily.

Fang Qingyun didn't make this decision on impulse. He believed that his arm would be as flexible as Viola's middle finger, and he also had the help of the holy weapon.

When removing the arm, he considered that the weight of one forearm might not be enough, so he went to extremes and removed the entire right arm. This way, he would avoid the situation where one forearm was not enough and the remaining section would not be able to be connected or held down, so he would have to change hands and remove another one.

The portal opened, Fang Qingyun threw away his broken arm, supported himself with one hand over the guardrail, and began to run at full speed. It felt like he had been running all day, running to get the holy weapon, being chased everywhere, and now running to escape, it was really interesting.

Seeing Viola being the first to enter the portal, Fang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no one crying and shouting to go together. If he met teammates like that, it would be likely that all of them would be unable to escape. Now at least Viola was guaranteed to escape.

Hearing the gunshots, the pursuers caught up. The pursuers were moving very slowly. Fang Qingyun guessed it was because they were officers among them. Those officers wore military caps, held pistols, and marched in step as they chased people. No wonder Fang Qingyun wasted so much time.

Due to the difference in terrain, they did not have a good shooting angle before the zombies reached the guardrail, and the opponent Qingyun could not pose any threat. Now there is still a safe area ahead. Next, when the zombies arrive, they will need to twist left and right to move.

Some of the zombies that rushed to the guardrail shot at Fang Qingyun's back, while the others tried to pull Fang Qingyun's broken arm in an attempt to close the portal.

The severed arm emitted an orange-red light, which bounced away the zombies that tried to touch it, but the light quickly dimmed visibly to the naked eye.

While the broken arm was holding on, Fang Qingyun was also gritting his teeth.

Gunshots rang out, and bullets came densely from behind. Fang Qingyun protected his head with his remaining hand and tried his best to run left and right, but to no avail. The bullets hit his chest plate with a clanging sound. Running left and right to dodge bullets at such a close distance really shows his poor physics ability. It can basically be defined as a useless behavior.

Fang Qingyun's unprotected abdomen was pierced by a bullet from behind. The blood-stained bullet made holes in Fang Qingyun's clothes. Fang Qingyun felt as if his stomach was broken and his intestines might have flowed out.

The most deadly bullet was fired when Fang Qingyun changed his running direction to a straight line. This bullet accurately shattered Fang Qingyun's kneecap. The 7.92mm full-power bullet tore off Fang Qingyun's calf, which had already been scarred and overwhelmed, causing him to lose his balance while running at full speed.

Fang Qingyun lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, along with his calf and hope of escape. The cross-section of his broken leg rubbed against the ground, and the pain that had just been suppressed surged up again.

Fang Qingyun shouted loudly, venting his fear and pain. He stretched forward with one hand as hard as he could, and pushed forward with both his broken leg and his good leg, trying to crawl towards the portal two meters away.

If only we could get to that place...

At that moment, the way out was right in front of him. The severed hand was still holding the portal, but it was already shaky. A large group of zombies had already jumped off the guardrail and were running over to grab Fang Qingyun's body and drag him back. Now it was probably too late...

It's broken, I can't run away... Sorry, Viola, I can't take you with me today...

In despair, in order to avoid being tortured, he lowered his hand, ready to commit suicide. Halfway through, his hand was unexpectedly held tightly by a clean and strong hand. Fang Qingyun looked up and saw Viola's figure. For a moment, he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Fang Qingyun responded to Viola's response, and Viola now came back to respond to his response. Viola came back from the other end of the portal, she went back from the human world to hell, and wanted to pull Fang Qingyun out of this hell.

She held Fang Qingyun's hand. Fang Qingyun could clearly feel her missing middle finger, but her hand was so warm and strong.

The dense bullets fell like hail, making many holes in her body. Her pretty face and figure were pitted, her military cap was knocked off, her princess-like skirt was torn to pieces, the ornaments on her clothes were flattened and knocked off, and her face was shaved off by bullets, revealing the bones. If an ordinary person had such injuries, they would have died several times.

Viola's appearance now, after being beaten into a broken doll, could give people a scare if she was thrown into a horror movie. However, Fang Qingyun felt that Viola was so charming. She appeared in Fang Qingyun's world in an unprecedented manner, like a Valkyrie on the battlefield.

He didn't say anything stupid like "Stupid woman, who asked you to come back to save me?" What he could do now was not to let down the hope of life that Viola had created for him with her body.

Chapter 36: Still didn’t survive…

He stomped his foot hard on the ground, rubbing his broken leg on the ground. With his only remaining arm, he grabbed Viola's arm that had been cut to bones and threw himself towards the portal.

At the same time, Fang Qingyun's broken arm also reached its limit. The huge explosion of hell energy shattered the broken hand, and the remaining half of the palm still maintained the thumb-upward position.

The saber it was holding was blown away by the shock wave and embedded straight into a zombie's chest. The huge impact force nailed the zombie firmly to the wall.

The portal closed, the holy weapon left hell, and Fang Qingyun and Viola escaped from hell alive.

Warm sunshine, wasteland and hollow zombies without command. Viola cried for joy when she saw such beautiful outside scenery. She held Fang Qingyun's hand tightly, saying, "Look, we escaped... take a look..." Her joy suddenly froze.

As if she felt something was wrong with the weight in her hand, she looked at Fang Qingyun's lower body. That part of his body was torn apart by the closed hell portal, leaving behind his intestines and partial cross-sections. Fortunately, zombies did not need to eat, so there was no feces to spoil the view.

Fang Qingyun propped himself up with his only remaining hand, looked at his missing lower body and his intestines that had rolled out, and said jokingly, "It's okay, Master, it doesn't hurt anymore, my butt is on the tree."

He propped himself up, his intestines covered with dust on the dirty ground, took off the twisted chest plate, took out the holy vessel inside, and comforted the tearful Viola: "It's okay, the things are still there."

The exposed heart flickered on and off, as if it was under-charged. Fang Qingyun also felt weak. He seemed to have briefly recovered his human instincts and tried hard to breathe.

The chest plate on the back still failed to protect Fang Qingyun's heart, and that organ, which was very important to zombies, had been pierced. Although it was a small scratch, it was fatal enough.

Viola shivered. She did not stay where she was, but showed the speed and fighting power of a zombie general. She tore the empty shell of the zombie next to her with her bare hands and took out its heart. "This one is not bright, this one is not bright, and this one is still not bright. Why are they all dark?"

Her helpless voice was filled with tears. As long as she found a glowing heart, she could perform a heart transplant and save Fang Qingyun's life, but there was not a single high-level zombie around.

Fang Qingyun touched her hair and stuffed the holy weapon into her arms: "There are only empty shell zombies around, there won't be those elite hearts that can store energy, don't look for them, just talk to me"

Viola knelt down and held Fang Qingyun's hands with both of her hands. She squeezed them so tightly that Fang Qingyun felt a little pain, but the pain soon disappeared.

"Don't worry, I won't die." Fang Qingyun was weak because of insufficient heart energy: "When you wake up, you will be able to see me again."

He stretched out his hand to wipe Viola's tears, but his hand was held tightly and he couldn't stretch it out: "Don't cry, you're crying like a little kitten." He comforted Viola with the gentlest words. Finally, this story has a good ending. Like the white-haired girl, I could do nothing, but I did everything.

Viola was in tears. Fang Qingyun's words were obviously meant to comfort her. How could a dead person come back the next day?

She pressed Fang Qingyun's hand against her chest. The piece of clothing had been exposed by the bullets, so she could easily put her hand in. Her hand was shaking like a sieve because of the separation of life and death: "I know you were looking at this, right? You must like this thing very much, right?"

She cried hysterically, her face covered with tears and snot: "At least touch it before you die. How is it? Is it soft?"

She also touched her chest. Bullets were hitting her densely. Even with her top-level zombie physique, it was difficult for her to keep her body intact. "Fuck, this one got a hole. Let me touch the other one. How is it? Is it soft?"

She gave up her ladylike temperament and was anxious like a crazy woman at this moment. Fang Qingyun looked at her and felt that his behavior was wise. That was enough. Now... it was time to go to bed...

Fang Qingyun could no longer feel his own hands when Viola placed them on his chest. Looking at the helpless Viola, whose heart had stopped beating due to lack of energy, he forced himself to smile. His heart began to dim. He uttered his last words comfortingly: "...soft." Keeping this smile, Fang Qingyun once again turned into a cold corpse.

Gray mist swept over, and Fang Qingyun's soul finally recovered his strength. The feeling of gradual weakness and suffocation was not pleasant. Although zombies do not need oxygen, he looked at Viola who was crying sadly while holding her corpse, and his heart was full of worry: "Don't upset this girl. I wanted to tell her that I can be resurrected, but her heart stopped beating too quickly. I don't even have the strength to speak."

[You were so badly injured, and being able to pull her into the portal alive was already an extraordinary achievement, what else do you need? ]

"Won't Viola be caught up by those zombies?"

[The portal will open to another place. The zombies that lost the holy artifact will fall into chaos. Viola is safe.]

The relaxed Fang Qingyun raised his head towards the Destiny Grimoire and pointed his thumb at himself: "How about opening the door with a broken hand, manly or not?"

[You are really good at showing off, but I have to say you are a real man! You are definitely a pure man, 24k pure. If your hands don’t shake now, you will be even more manly.]

Fang Qingyun glanced at his hands. His hands were shaking with excitement and his pounding heart. It was hard to keep calm. "Don't worry about that. Let's settle the accounts first and see how it goes this time."

Another death brought a deeper curse. The lava-like skin proliferated at a high speed, covering almost all the parts covered by clothes. The pain was like burning fire, almost making him scream out. He was fine after just breaking his hand, but now he was going to scream because of this little pain, which seemed very cowardly. Fang Qingyun gritted his teeth and held it back.

【Fortunately you died outside of hell】

"..." Fang Qingyun had a bad feeling: "It's getting worse again, right? Just tell me how much life I have left?"

[…One]

Fang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was going to be wiped out. "But I can still go on. With my last life left, I will fight to the death with that shampoo guy. Now I have kidnapped his generals and sacred artifacts. What can he do? The empire will be destroyed soon. If the protagonists can't deal with him like this, let me be the protagonist."

[If you die in the portal, you will lose 18 lives this time, and even gods cannot save you.] The Book of Destiny did not tell the truth. In fact, he could have saved him, but if Wan Fangqingyun had to rely on this help to explore in the future, it would be harmful to his growth. It would be better to let him wander on the edge of death and grow quickly in a careful heart.

"Don't worry about that for now, just settle the bill for me first. Damn it, if you don't hurry up tomorrow, I'm worried that Viola will do something irrational."

[Don't worry, if you really want to do something irrational, it will most likely be you]

The Book of Destiny flipped through the pages, and began to calculate the harvest:

[Unlock red quality weapon (Dread Saber-Prometheus) +3000]

[Unlock red quality treasure (holy weapon) +3000]

[Unlock the gold-plated red quality hero card: General of the Hell Legion - Viola +10000]

[Attack as a Hell Soldier X1.5]

[Total number of memory fragments obtained: 24000]

[Unlock card face: 5]

【Died from: Broken Heart】

The five cards unlocked this time are all about zombies. In addition to two flesh and blood vehicles, there is also a commander who shot Fang Qingyun in the heart and two snipers. The difference between the two snipers is that one is holding a rifle seriously, while the other is holding a rocket launcher for sniping. Wow, he is not a human being anymore.

[The box was opened automatically for you. It was a zombie box, and a Shadow Demon came out, also of blue quality. As for the completely unlocked Viola, you don't need to spend your memory fragments, so congratulations, you got your first red quality hero card, and a red quality treasure card, which is priceless.]

Spend 5400 memory fragments to make six card faces into cards, and save the remaining 19960 memory fragments to buy combo packs in the store. If you save up a little more, it will be enough for the Dona Dona combo pack, and then you can get another wave of cards, which is great.

After confirming that there was nothing to do, Fang Qingyun ended his dream plane adventure for the day. Although he was worried about Viola, it would be putting the cart before the horse if he kept awake all night thinking about her. Fang Qingyun forced himself not to think about it, but it didn't matter if he thought about it. After all, he automatically fell asleep after coming out of the world of the Book of Destiny.

When Fang Qingyun fell asleep, the Destiny Grimoire flipped open, revealing a figure, and then thoughtfully tucked her into Fang Qingyun's quilt...

Fang Qingyun felt sleepy for the first time when he woke up. He usually slept until dawn and got up as soon as the bell rang in the morning. This time, it seemed like someone pulled his quilt in the middle of the night and woke him up several times. He opened his eyes and locked his misty eyes on the target in front of him. What the hell? Someone came in?

The fear made his heart beat faster and cold sweat broke out on his back. Who touched my bed in the middle of the night? It would be a big loss if I was killed in reality when I entered the dream plane, after all, I couldn't be resurrected in the real world.

As if sensing Fang Qingyun getting up, the figure with his back to Fang Qingyun turned over, revealing a charming figure and a face that Fang Qingyun was not expecting: "Viola, why are you here?"

Fang Qingyun never expected this. Logically speaking, a red-quality hero like Viola would require an infinite ocean of magic power. For a half-baked person like Fang Qingyun, it was simply wishful thinking to want to free her from the card, but in fact, this thing did happen.

Viola hugged Fang Qingyun coquettishly. She was wearing a very bold set of underwear and over-the-knee socks. This outfit was more exciting than not wearing anything.

Chapter 37, Teach you how to climb Dua Lang? Taka, dig a road at the entrance

Fang Qingyun's face turned red and he struggled hard. After all, he was just an innocent boy who had never even had a girlfriend. The reason he acted so cool yesterday was purely due to the surge of hormones.

Moreover, his attitude towards Viola at the beginning was just a card, and he regarded her as an object, at best a relatively expensive luxury item. After all, this is a world where a little softness will kill you. So what if she is pretty? If you can't take her away, you should decisively abandon her.

It was not until Viola decided to sacrifice herself for him that Fang Qingyun was ready to take Viola with him. Therefore, Fang Qingyun still felt ashamed at this moment. He did not think he could deserve the title of a hero, at least he was not a consistent hero.

However, Viola's huge power directly wiped out Fang Qingyun's struggle. He was pressed into her cleavage by Viola. It must be said that just the size and soft touch made Fang Qingyun feel that he couldn't refuse to immerse himself in the gentle land...

He was surprised and happy, he patted Viola's waist. If he buried his head any deeper, he would suffocate. The breasts covering his face were so full that not even a trace of air could get through. When Viola let Fang Qingyun go, he was still in a beautiful dream-like state.

It was not until Viola hugged him tightly again and he looked at Viola's delicate doll-like face that he realized that the Viola in front of him was not a dream.

When Viola was flirting with Fang Qingyun, the Destiny Codex popped out, with a line of words written on the page: [I said last night that if anyone really does something irrational, it will probably be you]