Be a Social Cow In An Infinite Game

The half-faced Buddha's test came suddenly, as if they knew they were in a hurry and were too lazy to talk nonsense.

Seeing blood on Xia Zhiyi's shoulder, he insisted on taking down the first sword.

She didn't speak, but Jing Ruyu behind her couldn't help but take a step forward, staring at her slender back very nervously.

She didn't even dare to ask her if she was okay or if it hurts, for fear that she would distract herself and respond to her, which would waste her energy and hurt herself again.

She really wished she could go in and be tested by these ten swords for her!

Before Xia Zhiyi had time to catch her breath, the second sword stabbed aggressively again, nailing her arm to the air wall with one sword.

The might of the sword was mighty, and the remaining might came out through the wall, like a gust of wind sweeping past, rushing away. Cao An was so blown that he couldn't stand at all, and was forced to keep retreating.

Jing Ruyu stabilized her figure, but the wound on her shoulder was slightly cracked by the sword wind, and the pain hit immediately.

She held onto the air wall to cover her shoulders, and frowned, but she didn't care about herself at all, she couldn't stop looking at Xia Zhiyi, paying attention to her every move.

Standing at her feet, Bubu saw her worried face, and began to punch the wall with his fists, trying to rescue Xia Zhiyi, but it was of no avail.

Compared with the mature and powerful ghost king, she is still too young.

Xia Zhiyi lowered her head, gritted her teeth and forcibly endured the second sword.

The sword stabbed fiercely and viciously, as long as she knelt down, her arm would be pulled immediately if she moved her body, and her whole body would be moved if she pulled it, the pain was so painful that she wanted to die.

She bit her lips tightly, her forehead was covered with thin cold sweat, but she didn't dare to cry out in pain, she didn't want to cry out.

In an instant, sharp swords stabbed down one after another!

In the air, only the sound of the long sword piercing the void and flesh, and Xia Zhiyi's murmur desperately endured, could not hear a sound of pain, let alone a word of giving up.

His lips were pale, and his consciousness was confused.

It hurts, of course it hurts, it hurts like hell, it hurts like death, like all the sufferings in the world are embodied, and they are stabbing her with sword after sword, and they can't live or die.

But she can't ask for death.

Although it hurts, at least she is not dead, she can't die, and she won't die.

She still has to go on a trip, take Jing Ruyu out, and go home to have dinner with her parents... She can't die, she can't!

Strong willpower and a sense of survival supported her to raise her eyes again.

The half-faced Buddha saw the resolute light in her eyes again, and was a little surprised that she really didn't cry out in pain...

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes overflowed with evil spirits, and with a slight twist of his fingertips, another sword fell.

"If you can't bear it, you can give up. This seat is kind, and you can stop at any time.

"Even if the ninth sword is stabbed, I can stop."

Xia Zhiyi clung to the air wall, supporting herself with all her strength.

She raised her head, dying, her clothes were dyed red with cold sweat and blood, from a distance she looked like someone who stepped out of a pool of blood.

"You have stabbed so many er... so many times, how could I give up..."

"How many?"

"It's still five."

"Then come on, hurry up, we are in a hurry..."

"Oh?"

Still able to say such words at this time, the half-faced Buddha became interested in her, and turned his palm into a sword.

"Okay then, let me fulfill you, five together, let me see if you can hold on this time."

Jing Ruyu's eyes widened, and she stuck to the wall unconsciously, instinctively wanting to rush in to protect her.

Cao An's eyes were hot, and he couldn't bear it, he rushed forward and shouted: "You can't catch one person when you squeeze the wool, give me the remaining five!

"Don't just bully her alone!"

"Bully?"

The half-faced holy Buddha smiled coldly.

"Stupid mortal, this is the test of the gods and Buddhas!"

The voice fell, followed by five rustling long swords.

After the whistling sound of piercing the air, the sword wind swept past, unstoppable.

Cao An was hit by the strong wind and fell to the ground, rolling over and over again, in a panic. The wind seemed to carry the anger of a half-faced Buddha—he was punishing him for his bad words.

The gust of wind roared, like a heavy fist hitting Jing Ruyu's wound, the pain made her unable to stabilize her body, and was pushed back again and again by the wind, and finally she could barely stabilize herself.

The wound under the clothes was already bleeding.

She still didn't care, and looked up in Xia Zhiyi's direction again.

I saw that after the sword wind passed, the blood became more turbulent.

Xia Zhiyi, on the other hand, was in the blood, with her head bowed, and she remained silent.

It's like... dead.

Jing Ruyu's head suddenly buzzed as if someone had hit a heavy hammer.

"Zhiyi...Zhiyi!!"

Tears welled up in his eyes.

She staggered to the wall, slapped the wall, and called out her name in disbelief: "Zhiyi, wake up, Zhiyi!

"You can't give up, you can't sleep, Zhiyi!

"Didn't you let me believe you, didn't we agree to pass the customs together, didn't you still want to listen to my confession?

"Zhiyi, Zhiyi, wake up, don't scare me, Zhiyi, I beg you, please say something, please say something..."

Anxious cries grew desperate as they went unanswered.

The sweetheart who is so close but cannot be touched is as far away as the stars in the sky at this moment, unreachable.

At this moment, Jing Ruyu was engulfed by the vast sea of ​​regret, and hated himself so much for letting her go.

She shouldn't believe this time, this ghost king... This is the ghost king! The ghost king who killed so many people!

Shame and anger are intertwined, wrapping around Jing Ruyu's heart like vines.

Blood welled up in her eye sockets, and the pupils gradually turned into a breathtaking golden color, with black scales appearing and disappearing under her left eye, which was extremely bewitching.

Suddenly, she calmed down.

"She passed the test, you should save her."

The half-faced Buddha looked at the person who was nailed to the wall by ten swords, and then at the person behind her who was about to reveal his original shape: "Huh?"

"Within ten sword strikes, she won't fall down, and don't cry out for pain. She has done it all. Is your half-faced holy Buddha going to go back on your word?"

"What does this seat want a dead believer to do?"

"Who said she was dead?"

"Um?"

"You are her belief, the heaven and the earth here, the power of life and death is up to you, if you say she is alive, she will not die."

Hearing the words, the half-faced Buddha suddenly laughed heartily.

"What a heaven and earth, what a power of life and death, yes, yes, these words are so sweet."

But at this moment, they suddenly heard a soft, low voice: "She was right...I passed the test..."

Three eyes instantly focused on Xia Zhiyi.

I saw her raising her head slowly and with difficulty, and there was still a gleam of light in her cloudy eyes, like a cluster of endless flames, which would not fall down or yield.

She raised the corners of her lips and smiled easily: "Holy Buddha... Your new believer... is doing well, right?"

unexpected.

Put it to death and live later.

She, Xia Zhiyi, won.

The blood in Jing Ruyu's eyes disappeared, replaced by surprise.

Great, she's alive, she's alive!

Her awareness is still there!

Cao An was so moved that he couldn't even wipe away his tears.

Bubu happily bounced around on the spot, and couldn't wait to jump in and hug Xia Zhiyi.

The Buddha on the lotus seat finally saw the different demeanor among all living beings today.

He smiled slightly, raised his hand, and the ten swords impaled on Xia Zhiyi disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The hand holding the flower turned into a willow branch, and gently sprinkled the dew into the hall.

The dew was like a drizzle in spring, falling continuously, dissolving the wall of air, and dispelling every wound on Xia Zhiyi's body.

After a golden light passed, Xia Zhiyi looked completely new, her complexion was as rosy as before, as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, you are qualified to receive the blessing and protection of this seat."

Xia Zhiyi moved her hands and feet, amazingly, she really didn't feel any pain at all!

She was overjoyed, and before she had time to say thank you, she was checked by Jing Ruyu who hurried up to her.

From top to bottom, he was very careful, not letting go of any part, for fear that the half-faced Buddha would cheat and leave her with a little wound.

After the inspection, everything was safe, and Jing Ruyu could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes, Xia Zhiyi couldn't help being moved when he recalled hearing her cry in his chaotic consciousness.

Those swords stabbed her so painfully that she was dying. In the end, she didn't even have the strength to speak, and she couldn't lower her head, so she fell into a coma.

She heard Jing Ruyu's voice while she was half awake, she heard her anxiously calling out to herself, she heard her begging her to have a word with herself, and then she heard her talking to the upper half-faced Buddha, asking him to save her...

So she held up the last bit of strength and woke up again.

She wanted to respond to Jing Ruyu.

She still wants the half-faced Buddha to fulfill the agreement, and she can't renege on her debt.

They want to go out alive, not one less!

Bubu happily climbed onto her back, skillfully opened the bag, took out a lollipop and handed it to her, as if encouraging her to do well: "Tangtang!"

Xia Zhiyi smiled and patted her head, peeled off the sugar coating, and put the sugar into her mouth: "Boob eat."

Bubu was so happy when he ate the candy, he forgot who it was for: "Bubbu eat!"

Cao An also walked up to her and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're fine, oh, it's really scary.

Xia Zhiyi turned her head to find that his eyes were red, obviously crying, she raised her hand and patted his shoulder, then put Bubu down, and glanced at the time, there was still fifty minutes left.

She walked towards the half-faced Buddha frankly, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Holy Buddha, now it's time to fulfill our agreement."

The half-faced Buddha leaned over and rested his chin with his hands, and looked at her slowly: "I will not renege on debts, but before that, do you have something to confess to me?

"Dishonest believers are not likable."

Xia Zhiyi didn't think about it: "Is there anything I can hide from the eyes of the Holy Buddha?"

The half-faced Buddha didn't listen to her flattery, and said bluntly, "Your name."

Xia Zhiyi suddenly realized: "Oh..."

Half-faced Buddha narrowed his eyes: "You don't really think that I believe in the messy names of you two, do you?"

Xia Zhiyi and Jing Ruyu looked at each other, and continued to remain calm.

The half-faced Buddha gently flicked his sleeves: "If I don't say anything, it doesn't mean that I don't know."

Xia Zhiyi boldly asked: "Since you know, why do you let the ghost boys call us that? Isn't your purpose to kill us?"

The half-faced Buddha said casually: "Because I am not attached to this, kill if you can, and don't if you can't, it's God's will.

"Furthermore, if I don't make a move, there will naturally be people who will block you and make you scramble. In this case, why don't I just sit and watch the show?"

Three people: "..."

You ghost king is really passive and sabotage.

"bring it on."

The half-faced Buddha puts down his hands, palms facing up.

"With your blood, write your name on the palm of this seat."

With a "bang", Xia Zhiyi dropped a dagger in front of him.

Xia Zhiyi glanced at the dagger and raised his head: "Ah, does it have to be so bloody? Can't we use red ink or something?"

Half-faced Buddha: "What are you afraid of?"

Xia Zhiyi: "I'm afraid of pain!"

Half-faced Buddha: "You were stabbed ten times and didn't complain of pain, but it hurt when you swiped your finger?"

Xia Zhiyi: "That's right! Just now is just now, and now is now, you can't generalize."

Half-faced Buddha: "..."

"Which one of you will help her row?" After finishing speaking, the half-faced Buddha shook his head, "Forget it, I'll do it myself, who made me so friendly."

Xia Zhiyi was the first to pick up the dagger: "Don't bother the Holy Buddha, I will do it myself!"

The half-faced Buddha retracted the foot that had just been put down, and continued to support his head to look at her.

Jing Ruyu couldn't bear it, and asked, "Isn't other people's blood okay?"

The half-faced Buddha ruthlessly rebuffed: "Since she wants to be my follower, she will naturally shed her own blood. She doesn't even have the consciousness to do so, so how dare she say that she is sincere?"

Jing Ruyu: "..."

Being sincere does not necessarily require blood...

Xia Zhiyi signaled Jing Ruyu not to follow the half-faced Buddha with his eyes.

She pulled out the dagger, raised her finger, and looked at death as if she were home.

"what-"

Half-faced Buddha: "You haven't scratched yet."

Xia Zhiyi: "I know, I just called in advance."

Half-faced Buddha: "..."

Xia Zhiyi's heart became ruthless, the sharp blade slashed, and the blood immediately overflowed, her expression wrinkled for a moment, she hurriedly dropped the dagger, and ran forward in a hurry.

"Hurry up, the blood will dry up in a while!"

Half-faced Buddha: "..."

What kind of believer did He accept?

After the episode, Xia Zhiyi successfully wrote his name on the palm of the palm of the hand.

The half-faced Buddha folded his palms together, and the three blood characters gradually disappeared in his hands, as if he had firmly grasped the owner of the name.

The Nianhua hand sprinkled dew again, and the wound on Xia Zhiyi's finger healed instantly.

Putting palms together, Zhuang Yanbao quietly closed his eyes. After a while, he turned his hand to Xia Zhiyi. A gust of cool wind swept across her side, and a golden light pierced her brow.

No pain, no itching, no sensation.

When Xia Zhiyi was wondering, she heard the system voice ringing in her ears: [Congratulations to the player for obtaining a personal buff: the gaze of the Holy Buddha. 】

She looked at the half-faced holy Buddha in puzzlement, only to hear the other party say: "My lord's gaze will always be with you, if you feel betrayed for a second and want to transfer your trust to others, you will be punished as a warning. "

He is not a fool, it is impossible to just give her benefits, and then let her go and let her do whatever she wants.

He will not tolerate a second betrayal.

Xia Zhi understood it clearly and didn't care, then geared up, looking forward to it: "It's time for my wish to come true!"

She must make good use of these four wishes!