First Player

Chapter 1297 Chapter 1294·"?"

"Have you heard of... the name Su Wensheng?" Su Ming'an touched his face.

The Lord's eyes were confused, staring at Su Ming'an's face, as if he was thinking, but also as if he was at a loss.

It seems that the Lord's brain was seriously injured, and his memory was so confused that he couldn't even remember the alliance.

At this time, footsteps came, and a thin-faced man dragged a group of people tied up, walked into the hall, and reported with his hands folded: "Lord, the residents who spread rumors before have been arrested, and they are all here, and you can punish them."

The bound people had towels stuffed in their mouths, tears in their eyes, and kept sobbing. Su Ming'an saw a familiar face-the maid who guided him into the city.

"...So noisy." The Lord leaned against the statue, yawned, and looked at the thin-faced man coldly: "Who told you to bring these things into the temple?"

"You said before that once these people are caught, they will be sent to you..." The man responded with a bow, and suddenly saw the Lord's cold eyes, and his heart was chilled. He immediately knelt down and said: "... Your subordinates are too talkative, and your subordinates will put them in jail..."

Su Mingan glanced at these sobbing people: "What crime did they commit?"

The Lord said lazily: "They said I spoiled my adopted daughter too much."

Su Mingan: "...Just this sentence?"

"Just this sentence."

Su Mingan finally understood what people meant by "The Lord is cruel". There were twelve or thirteen-year-old boys in this group. Maybe they just parroted a sentence, and didn't even publicize it. They just said it at home, and they were caught here.

The Lord's mood was so uncertain. Today he felt that this topic could be talked about, and tomorrow he felt that that topic was taboo.

"How are you going to deal with them?" Su Mingan said.

The thin-faced man glanced at Su Mingan in surprise. He had never seen the Lord speak so kindly. If he had kept asking questions, he would have been torn into pieces by the Lord.

"Yihong." The Lord opened the lid of the tea and brushed off the foam on the water: "There are guests here today, so be gentle."

The thin-faced man bowed and responded, stabbing the maid's abdomen with a sword.

The maid opened her mouth wide, her beautiful eyes full of pain and despair. She looked at the Lord sadly, as if begging for mercy, but knew that begging for mercy was useless, and soon fell down with blood foam, without a sound.

A girl died just like that, and the Lord blew gently on the tea, calmly, and his silver mask shone with a cold blade.

Then, Yihong walked to the next one and stabbed him with a sword.

The next one was a young man, twelve or thirteen years old. He didn't even understand what he had done wrong. He shrank and trembled all over, watching the blade approaching.

Su Mingan knew that he shouldn't interfere with the rule of the world master. Even if he spoke, the world master would only think that he had a handle on him, which would put more people in this predicament. He said lightly: "The room is full of unpleasant bloody smell. Do you like this smell? Or do you deliberately want to show the scene of cruel killing because I am here to show me a warning?"

Yihong's wrist trembled, and he almost used up all his strength to control himself from looking at Su Mingan. How bold these words were. Someone actually dared to speak to the world master like this.

What happened to the last person who spoke like this?

Yihong thought again and again, and then he thought of that disgusting scene - the man was cut off his limbs and eaten by insects and ants. He was still wailing before he died, and insects and ants crawled over his mouth and nose. He died very miserably...

The world master's wrist trembled, and he looked at Su Mingan in astonishment, as if he was surprised that Su Mingan was so bold. However, looking at this familiar face, the Lord's depression inexplicably dissipated, and he said lightly:

"Yihong, take them out."

Yihong immediately led the group of people away, leaving only a pile of blood. The vermilion blood condensed on the jade-white ground, like a large piece of ruby.

In the huge hall, only two people and the flickering candlelight were left.

The Lord bowed his head to taste tea, his purple hair fell, the porcelain cup was jade-white, and the orange-red stained by the candlelight fell on the silver mask, becoming the only warm color.

The slight collision of porcelain was like jade beads. Su Mingan moved his ears and heard a slightly hoarse voice:

"Do you know?"

"The last time I dealt with this kind of sinner, I didn't kill him so straightforwardly with a sword, but slowly tasted him... You can't even accept this, let alone that kind of scene."

The Lord slowly put down the porcelain cup, with a bit of provocation in his voice.

"I can't?" Su Ming'an replied: "I have seen more bloody scenes than you. I just can't bear to see a gentle man who turned into a bloodthirsty and cruel mad king today."

Originally, he looked up to the Lord of the World, thinking that the Lord of the World was the second generation of Noel, and that he had exchanged information between different rounds, and that it was comfortable to cooperate with a smart person. As a result, when he saw him today, the cruel side of the Lord of the World was exposed. No wonder people advised him not to form an alliance with the Lord of the World.

However, the Lord of the World should be so schizophrenic because of a brain disease. Today, it was just that the Lord of the World was so manic and depressed, which made him so terrible. Otherwise, he would still be a monarch who was strategizing.

The Lord of the World is smart, but really cruel.

If such a person becomes an enemy... it's really terrible.

"...Ha." The Lord of the World's five fingers showed blue veins, and his eyes were full of coldness: "I have repeatedly given in because you make me curious... but do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"You dare, but you can't." Su Ming'an stood with his arms crossed.

Su Mingan was originally provocative, but the Lord of the World calmed down, loosened his five fingers, and his voice gradually calmed down: "Okay."

"I won't kill you because your face is familiar to me. You also said that we formed an alliance the day before yesterday." The World Master stroked his forehead as if he had a headache: "Before I remember these things, you have to stay. . Every time I see your face, my mind seems to remember something..."

Su Mingan was speechless. Is the World Master treating him as a medicine to treat mental illness? Just by looking at the face a few times, you can slowly recall the past.

If the Lord of the World is really Wen...this makes sense.

The World Master has a lot of information that Su Ming'an needs, such as the reason for the two Yueyues, the reason for the disappearance of the five Hui family members, the World Master's true identity... Now, the world of the undead is developing steadily, and the top players who were rescued by Su Ming'an They are all doing things, so there is no need for him to be a nanny and sit in the rear.

He is positioned as a pioneer, a frontline information digger, facing the gods and civilization. Just stay here and look for information.

Su Mingan said: "If you let me see the God of Finality, I will stay temporarily."

The Master's eyes moved slightly: "Do you want to see the God of the end of all things?"

Su Ming'an: "No, it's a second-level god, the God of Ending."

The two gods have similar names, but the former is an invader from an outside civilization and the source of the demonic crisis. The latter is one of the twenty-seven gods of Ravasha. The two gods are just similar in name, but have nothing to do with each other.

Meeting a god is as difficult as climbing to heaven for a human being, but the World Master said calmly: "Okay, you play the third level of the disciple game with my adopted daughter, and I will help you introduce the God of the End tomorrow."

In this way, the fourth link of the main mission is also completed, and everything goes smoothly.

Su Mingan nodded. Although the World Master looked at him like he was treating a novel toy, if the World Master really thought so, there would be a few big dicks waiting for the World Master.

"That Si Yue..." Su Mingan said.

"If you dare to harm her, I will force you to live and die." The World Master's eyes narrowed.

"...I didn't mean that." Su Mingan's head was full of black lines. But judging from the wary look on the World Master's face, maybe the World Master really loves Chong Yueyue. With such a powerful elder protecting her, it's good that she can do what she likes.

Seeing the Master showing impatient expression, Su Mingan said goodbye at the right time.

"Tao'er, arrange the best room for him." Under the order of the Master, the girl with double buns from before came over, her pink skirt fluttering and her smile bright. In such a dull and depressing atmosphere, she was as alive as a spring peach blossom.

She didn't have the trembling awe or fear of others, and she smiled openly, as if she were treating a neighbor's brother.

"Okay, come with me!" Tao'er waved to Su Ming'an, then smiled at the Master and said, "Xiao Wen, what should we call him?"

The World Master said: "Didn't he say that when I formed an alliance with him a few days ago, I called him the National Advisor? Just treat him as the National Advisor."

In order to express the sincerity of the alliance, the Lord of the World the day before yesterday gave Su Ming'an the position of National Master, one person below ten thousand people. Now, even though the Master is short-circuited, he still gives this position to Su Ming'an.

Tao'er led Su Ming'an out and said in a playful tone: "National Master, come with me~"

The further outside the palace, the fresher the air became. After being far away from the world master, Su Mingan felt as if a spring breeze was coming, and his short and dull breaths became fresh and long, and the dullness in the palace was swept away.

The blue moon sheds clear light, and the jade sparkles and shines. When Su Mingan walked to the entrance of the palace, he couldn't help but look back.

The heavy curtains locked the darkness, and the red carpet was deep and long. You couldn't see the inside of the black hole at a glance. You could only vaguely see the figure drinking tea on the soft couch. A pair of golden eyes became the only bright color. When they were closed, they disappeared quietly. Light.

...Living in such a depressing atmosphere and being alone, no wonder he is so cruel.

Su Mingan quickly turned around and stopped looking back. When he walked down the long white jade steps, he felt a pair of needle-like eyes that followed him on his back until he was completely far away from the main hall.

Tao'er took him to find a room near the back garden. There were rockeries and peach blossoms beside the room.

"Si Yue is in the largest building. It's just a few steps away along the lake. On the right is Shi Ying's house, and on the left is Yueyue's house. You three live very close to each other! Si Yue usually needs playmates. You have to get there in time!" Tao'er blinked.

Su Ming'an just wanted to find out what the World Master was saying, and then use his skills as a person in power to gain the World Master's favor and harvest information. It is estimated that Yueyue and Shiying had ulterior motives, and no one really wanted to play with Si Yue.

"Tao'er, you have a very good relationship with the World Master." Su Mingan asked, "Are you a super powerful person?"

"I'm just an ordinary person. It's because my master is very powerful that Xiaowen is polite to me~" Taoer smiled, waved her hand, and skipped away.

Looking at her back, Su Mingan stood at the door, his eyes full of pink, his mouth watering, and the peach blossoms falling on his shoulders.

From the shadows, Su Lin's voice came: "...Su Mingan, do you want to stay here temporarily?"

Su Ming'an said: "Yes. There is a lot of important information in the world master's line. It will take about two days. Can you go back to the land of the dead?"

Su Lin said: "There are Aini, Lunxue, and many top players in the land of the undead. Si Que has also made a good layout. He just needs to wait for the expansion. I don't need to go back and intervene."

Su Mingan thought for a while and said: "I sent three lines before - the clone Ming went to the Wheel of Fortune. The clone went to the Death Chanter. SR Kasu Jingtang went to the Blood Clan. I hope you can look for this three people."

Su Lin responded: "Ming, Ying, Su Jingtang? I know." He paused and said, "By the way, your skills as a ruler are still being upgraded. When you upgrade to the point where you can send me back to Praia forever, remember to send me back."

Su Mingan: "Okay."

If that day really comes, he will of course send Su Lin back. It's hard to leave your hometown. For Su Lin, this kind of wandering is still too long.

There are still three hours before the disciple game. Su Mingan slipped out of the room, wandered around the palace, and went to see Si Yue by the way.

The world lord likes luxury, and the palace covers a vast area with gorgeous buildings everywhere. Su Mingan walked around for a while and suddenly found an area that was out of place.

Most of the palaces are Western-style buildings with pointed roofs, but he unexpectedly saw a pavilion with white walls and red tiles, towering eaves, carved crossbeams, and dragons and phoenixes flying, like an exclusive oriental area.

He couldn't help but walk in. The building was also in oriental style, with pavilions scattered around the four corners. Why did the Lord of the World open up such a different style area?

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind.

"Ding-ling-"

Thousands of pear blossoms rustled like silver bells.

He smelled a scent of wine, like peach blossoms, and like wine, as if someone was drinking.

The spring scenery in the garden came out of the wall, and a little peach blossom fell on the branches.

Looking for the taste, he saw - under a hexagonal white jade pavilion, a person stood quietly.

The peach blossoms were lightly brushed like snow-white hair, and the person was wearing a silver jade robe, and his figure was ethereal like a fairy. He held the cup in one hand, poured himself and drank, and a peach blossom floated in the wine.

A gust of spring breeze came slowly, and the white hair fluttered in the wind, like a piece of soft white silk, which made people unable to look away, as if coexisting with thousands of gorgeous peach blossoms. The man lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were narrow and long, without joy or sadness.

In this quiet night, the surrounding scenery seemed to be eclipsed behind him.

The moonlight penetrated through the layers of clouds and mist, falling on the world and also on the indifferent eyebrows.

"......!"

Su Mingan's pupils shrank, and his heart was instantly clenched by bitterness. He wanted to speak, but the sudden surge of sadness blocked his throat.

He clenched his fists, his heart seemed to stop for a half beat, and his breathing became sluggish.

... Maybe he was dreaming.

How could he see it?

He knew that the snow had melted long ago.

The fragrance of wine filled the garden, and it was so fragrant that it made people feel sour.

But he still called out in disbelief like a babbling child.

...

"... Godfather..."

...

Then.

The indifferent pupils looked at him.

The wind moved, the flowers moved.

The world was full of snow.