Be a good guy in the infinite game

Chapter 65

Song Huanyu decided to take what Lin Jin said as fart.

When Lin Jin spoke, Ci Lin, Ci Ren, and Bao Bao who were sitting next to him all looked at him. Lin Jin really knew a lot of information.

Gotta find a way to get him to talk.

The three of them exchanged glances with each other in the air, and then buried their heads, without speaking.

Lin Jin snorted, seeing that Song Huanyu didn't pay attention to him, and didn't talk too much, but there was a slight malice in his expression.

Song Huanyu still couldn't break free from the restraint of the chair.

Forcibly escaping may be backlashed by power... Song Huanyu suddenly thought of what Yin Chu said before, he frowned and hesitated, and decided to try with his own blood.

His blood is a combination of human beings and unknown monsters. Blood is inherently corrosive to monsters. Before in Shiwan Dashan, he relied on the blood-smeared knife to persevere under the siege of thousands of ghosts and monsters. for a long time.

Although the bamboo chair imprisoned his movements, he couldn't stand up. Fortunately, his hands could move freely.

He drew out the weapon he carried with him, there was a flash of cold light, a splash, a bloodstain appeared on the palm of his hand, and then crystal clear drops of blood gushed out

Come.

People around looked at him strangely.

I saw Song Huanyu stabbing the old and dirty bamboo chair with a bloody weapon in his hand. When the traces of blood touched the chair, there was a puffing sound immediately, and a burst of corroded green smoke exploded. When he came out, the dagger stabbed into the chair.

At the same time, the puppet standing quietly and stiffly on the stage suddenly let out a short creaking sound!

Everyone looked around, and the puppet really shook just now!

This is the first time the wooden golem moves during the day!

The bamboo chair looks very old, but its structure is extremely stable. No matter how much strength Song Huanyu used before, the chair would not move at all. As a result, when the dagger was thrown down, the chair became loose.

it works!

He was overjoyed, and immediately sat on the chair and twisted vigorously. He obviously felt that the restraining force was weaker than that of the first day. He struck while the iron was hot, and in one go, he went down with two or three daggers, and the restraint of the chair became more and more serious. weaker.

He exerted all his strength and actually managed to stand up from the chair!

At the same time, the puppets on the stage were also alarmed. The wooden puppet, which was always lifeless during the day, made a few short creaking sounds when Song Huanyu inserted the knife. After he broke free from the chair, the puppet also quickly stood up.

The two-meter-three tall body was stretched in an instant, and the puppet lines connected to it were also tightened, and it was full of murderous intent in an instant.

The skinny female puppet turned her head wearing a ghost mask 180 degrees and looked in the direction of Song Huanyu. In the next second, her tall body bent slightly, and with a bounce, she jumped directly from the stage to Song Huanyu in the blink of an eye. before.

The leather-wrapped wooden arm swung out, and like a machete, a gust of wind slashed straight at Song Huanyu's head.

The accident happened too suddenly, but fortunately Song Huanyu had a keen sense of danger, and when he got out of the bamboo chair, he dodged the slash and rolled out into the empty space under the puppet's arm.

When his eyes turned, Song Huanyu saw the thousands of thin silk threads behind the female puppet. They stretched taut and stretched directly from behind the stage to the auditorium under the stage, controlling the female puppet to make various sharp cuts. kill action.

His thoughts drifted away, before he had time to think about it, the next round of attack was imminent.

It was completely different from the performance on the stage at night. The female puppet's attacking movements were very agile and full of domineering. It was already tall, with a height of 1.8 meters, making Song Huanyu, a [-]-meter man, look like a child in front of it.

The two fought for a while, and Song Huanyu's blood-smeared dagger caused some terrible scratches and corrosion marks on its body.

Whenever he managed to deal damage to the golem, the golem would make a short cry, exactly the same as when he just stabbed the chair with the dagger.

Only then did he realize that it was the puppet crying out in pain.

At this time, Song Huanyu suddenly had a terrible idea in his heart, why did the puppet on the stage get hurt when he stabbed the chair?Could it be that those bamboo chairs are also part of the body of the puppet?

Before he could think about it, the puppet attacked again.

Behind it is the manipulation of thousands of puppet lines, and its movements are as flexible as a living thing, and it is tireless and endless.

Song Huanyu and the puppet on the stage went back and forth to avoid attacks for a while, but he couldn't do more damage to the puppet, and he was a little weak instead, so he would definitely be pierced by the puppet.

The situation is not good.

Song Huanyu was being targeted by the wooden puppet, Ci Lin and Baogui saw Song Huanyu getting up from the chair, and they also planned to leave the chair, but seeing what happened later, they sat on the chair again and did not move.

Li Meihui and Jiang Yiting didn't dare to act rashly. Seeing the wooden puppet fight with Song Huanyu, it didn't look like a struggle between humans at all. They were pale and trembling with fright, but they didn't chatter like they did at the beginning screamed.

Only Lin Jin, who seemed to have anticipated the situation in front of him from the very beginning, looked coldly at Song Huanyu who was avoiding the attack of the puppet, with a contemptuous arc on the corner of his mouth: "I really want to die."

Yin Chu heard this.

He turned his head and glanced at Lin Jin, there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

The boy's glance made Lin Jin suddenly alert, frowned, and stopped talking.

Yin Chu was obedient and did not use the power of the flame again, nor did he get up from the chair. He probably knew that Song Huanyu didn't want him to do so.

do.

"Song Huanyu, go back to the chair." During the battle, Yin Chu's faint voice suddenly interspersed. His voice was neither loud nor soft, neither urgent nor slow, but it was able to be heard clearly by Song Huanyu. "She doesn't attack the audience sitting in the chairs."

This she refers to the puppet, and the audience refers to the people sitting on the chairs.

Song Huanyu believed in his Yin Yin.

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In the fierce battle, he couldn't allow him to think more, and he didn't consider the consequences of being imprisoned again while sitting on the chair. He looked at the right time and slapped the last drop of blood from his palm on the wooden puppet's chest. There was a gap, and he passed by his side, and sat back on the chair in a flash.

Sure enough, the restraining power bound Song Huanyu again, but the power seemed a little weaker than before?

Is it because the wooden golem was injured?

However, the puppet outside the auditorium stopped moving after Song Huanyu sat back on the chair. It seemed a little confused, creaking and looking around. Under the invisible gaze, the people on the two rows of bamboo chairs seemed to be empty. , which is skipped directly.

It suddenly became dull and dull, wandered around the stage, and creaked back on the stage.

Still in the pose at the end of the second act of the story.

The skinny puppet became the stiff puppet again, and it was as dangerous as a dream just now.

After sitting back in the chair, Song Huanyu finally had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You, are you okay?" Jiang Yiting and Li Meihui asked worriedly.

Song Huanyu was the only one who showed kindness to them. They couldn't deal with Lin Jin, and they didn't want Song Huanyu to get hurt.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem." He said with a frown.

Song Huanyu was able to persist under the puppet's hand for so long, which surprised Lin Jin. When he entered the instance for the first time, more than one player forcibly broke free from the restraint of the chair during the day, and all of them were killed by the puppet.

One-on-five, in less than ten seconds, his stupid teammates turned into piles of corpses, and finally degenerated into a pile of rotten wood

head.

When Song Huanyu responded to Li Meihui and Liang Yiting, Lin Jin also saw that the wounds on Song Huanyu's body that were wiped out by wooden puppets were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His blood can restrain the wooden puppets in this dungeon, and his body's recovery speed is also very abnormal, and he is accompanied by a young man who can't tell the depth... Although he was a little unwilling, Lin Jin still looked away.

He was not going to continue to pay attention to Song Huanyu.

This person is not dead, there are always other sacrifices, Li Meihui and Liang Yiting, the pure and innocent girl will call back the real her on the stage

of.

Bao Bao and Ci Lin silently watched everything in front of them without speaking.

The three of them seem to have reached a tacit agreement. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

The hood was the same as before, sitting silently on the edge, without even a sense of existence.

When Song Huanyu had almost rested, he told everyone that the puppet on the stage was screaming when he stabbed the chair with a dagger just now.

Family.

Bao Bao immediately understood what Song Huanyu meant, "You mean the puppet and these old chairs are one?"

"Yes, they should be one unit."

"It's not just chairs," Yin Chu glanced at Song Huanyu, and suddenly interjected, "Stages, candles, cloth backgrounds, puppet strings... and more."

Audience, these are a whole. "

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"What do you mean?" Li Meihui asked tremblingly.

She understood every word Yin Chu said, but she couldn't quite understand what he meant.

The others also looked at the black-haired boy, and even the hood, which had been indifferent before, turned to him.

Yin Chu seldom speaks, and the most interaction is with Song Huanyu. From the beginning to now, they have not found any emotions other than plain in this black-haired boy.

The black-haired boy was like an outsider, looking at everything in front of him with a look that they couldn't understand.

Yin Chu tilted his head and explained: "Everything you see now is a whole. The story on the stage is a part of her, and the audience off the stage is also a part of her. She has no malicious intentions, but she will subconsciously attack Outsiders who are not part of her."

"So get out of your chair during the day and you're going to be attacked."

"Then why can we get out of our chairs at night?"

"Because the day is not a part of her, but the night is her."

It can be said that Yin Chu answered other people's questions patiently, but obviously, some people didn't believe it, and some people were very dissatisfied.

"Nonsense!"

Lin Jin patted the old bamboo chair angrily. If he could, he would have already taken the case.

Pointing to Yin Chu's nose, he said excitedly: "What do you know?! She was obviously bound to the stage, and she just wanted to get out of the stage."

It was just rescued!what do you know?You know nothing! ! "

Lin Jin was extremely excited, his face was ferocious, and his expression was distorted. He even looked like he wanted to jump over and bite Yin Chu.

Yin Chu just glanced at him lightly.

He didn't want to talk to this human being at first, but after a second thought, he said to Lin Jin: "Really? Then in order to save her, you are willing to be her sacrifice."

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