Forces of Temptation

Nanzhou didn't give him time to call for help or conceive lies.

He kicked the toes of the tuxedo.

Unfortunately, that is both life and death.

The handrails of the suspension bridge are made of wood, and they have been exposed to the mountain wind for a long time, so they cannot bear the full weight of two adult men for a long time.

The long flowing mist extended the deep valley that was originally impossible to see into a boundless appearance.

The two of them were on a small cloud, and the only thing close by was this old bridge.

Squeak—

Squeak—

Rebars, planks and ropes entangle and rub against each other.

Nanzhou's idea is very simple.

Since the NPCs in this instance are wise, they must be afraid of death.

In order to better control the tuxedo and keep him in a constant state, most of Nan Zhou's body crossed the railing and was almost suspended in mid-air.

But he was facing Nanzhou.

Facing the abyss, his facial muscles were not willing to move.

Nan Zhou patiently hung the man half-dead, and then brought him back.

He asked, "Remember my question?"

Nanzhou's point was very accurate, and it was just stuck on the edge of the tuxedo's weakness, but not completely losing his mind, memory and thinking.

His upper body was firmly controlled by Nanzhou, and he was lying in the air at a 45-degree angle, only the front third of his feet could touch the bridge.

The instinct of survival made the tuxedo wear the leather shoes and use the toes to pin the wooden board in vain.

He didn't even dare to leave a space for him to call for help. As soon as he regained his basic breathing ability, he hoarsely roared: "Mr. Duke...cough-cough-there is indeed something to say!"

In a panic, time is limited, while the tuxedo can't stop coughing, she tells everything she knows.

Regardless of whether the content was explained by the Duke, and whether the Duke asked him to pass it on.

" The Duke said that Dr. Rhodes did not recommend him to do that terrible operation, because it was too dangerous and it was against the norm, so tarnishing God's gift to the world would inevitably lead to God's curse ."

"But he is willing to take risks for Mr. Keith, just because Mr. Keith is not happy."

"Our Duke has been like this since he was a child. He is very considerate of others. Mr. Keith is the son of his godfather, Mr. Delos, and Mr. Keith asked him not to do things, even if he endured physical I'm sick, and I won't do it—"

"He said he was really happy if you changed your mind."

"He said he really wanted to see the iguanas, so he would try to get better."

"He said he hoped to meet Mr. Pastor sooner..."

With the incoherent announcement of the tuxedo, Nan Zhou frowned in confusion.

He could tell that the hereditary little duke probably grew up in this country with the young priest.

They have an extraordinary relationship.

They are friends and can die for each other.

So, what will Keith do to keep his friends alive?

In order to live for herself, what will the Duke, who is good at "thinking about others", act?

Listen to the meaning of the tuxedo, the Duke is planning to have an operation to treat his brain disease.

"Dangerous".

"Scary".

"Unethical"…

A surgery that satisfies both of these adjectives…

Nan Zhou thought, does the Duke plan to undergo brain replacement surgery once and for all to completely solve his brain problems?

And the raw material of the brain is his players?

Why did the Duke suddenly ask that "Dr. Rhodes" to operate on him?

Nanzhou traces the source all the way, roughly outlines the direction of the plot.

On the fourth day they entered the copy, the Duke fell ill and failed to deliver the letter.

Knowing that the Duke's condition is getting worse, Keith, who has a conspiracy, wants to call Nan Zhou to the office. The purpose is unknown, but it will not be a good thing.

Since it is the basic idea to act, then Nanzhou has no more reasonable way to deal with it.

So, Nanzhou controlled Keith.

The search for churches began.

The dusty and dark attic was naturally opened by their group of outsiders.

Banhang took the oil lamp and boarded the attic, sending some kind of signal to the duke far away on the west bank.

Nan Zhou thought that the duke and the priest had reached some kind of agreement before.

The priest sealed the only attic that could face the duke's castle, trying to find a cure for the duke.

—It's not hard to guess, as "The Duke's Brain Disease" is the only core contradiction currently known in this instance.

During a long period of exploration, he drew up his own plan to attract them, the foreigners, into the church to achieve some ulterior motive.

According to Brother Fang's inference, Keith may have made a deal with the devil early on.

The demons have been wandering the sacred places of the east coast, but lacking a suitable sacrifice.

He tried to ask Hua Xixi and Nan Zhou to go to the office alone, probably because he wanted to offer sacrifices to the devil.

Unfortunately, he was tied to the bed by Nanzhou Wuhua before he had time to start.

Pastor Keith's plan should have failed so far.

He let them explore, entered the attic, held the lamp for him, and signaled the West Bank.

He has been exposed, unable to complete the sacrifice of the devil, and it is not known if he can live to the next day.

As Tuxedo said, the Duke is a stubborn and infatuated young man who listens to Keith's advice wholeheartedly. refused to do surgery.

He wants to use Nanzhou and the others to send a signal to the duke, allowing the duke to take the risk of brain replacement surgery.

Then, Keith was killed by the demon, paying the price he deserved.

All of this is very natural, and the general logic is smooth.

However, even thinking of this, Nan Zhou's mind was still trapped in a five-mile stumbling block, and it was difficult to escape.

…there are too many things to explain.

If Keith asked them to go to the office in order to sacrifice them, what about the magic circle? What about the summoning array?

Keith's office was clean and nothing was found.

If the mastermind behind the scenes is really the devil, he killed Keith, why should he take Huaxiu away instead of killing him on the spot?

Also, that scream...

That's Hua 偲偲's voice.

He was missing for more than ten hours.

The devil wants to kill, why is it now—

With a slightly uneasy mood, he kicked the toes of the tuxedo into the abyss again.

However, he was extremely skilled and only kicked to one side.

Next question.

"I don't know who is with you!" he screamed, "If you mean the newcomers, they are all doing the simplest service, and they are indeed Not under my jurisdiction!"

With such an uncertain answer, Nan Zhou's mood could not be calmed down at all.

He worries about his teammates.

However, they are not allowed to board the West Bank, no matter how much they worry, they can only see each other across the shore.

It is the rules and the unknown that bind them.

Nan Zhou repeated his third question: "What is the 'that thing' you say?"

The tuxedo had a pale face, stretched out her arms, and finally managed to reach Nanzhou's tiger's mouth. She used her fingernails to dig his flesh, trying to maintain the balance of her body.

"I don't know..." he muttered to himself, his voice sobbing, "I swear by the name of Jesus, I really don't know anything..."

But the more he talked to himself, the more panicked his expression, and the clearer the madness in his eyes.

Nanzhou lowered her eyes.

He thought, maybe he really doesn't know anything.

Then you need to think about your next move.

…what should he do with the tuxedo?

It must be impossible to let him go back.

Nanzhou's Yuguang glanced at the land on the east bank.

Instead of keeping his mouth shut, maybe, you can experiment with him...

However, before he could complete the plan in his heart, the tuxedo used the last bit of strength to sternly grab Nan Zhou's palm, pouring the strength of his entire body into his hands, He kicked back with one foot and jumped into the abyss!

The independent NPC tuxedo with self-thinking ability makes his own judgment.

—He was threatened with his life like this, Nan Zhou could not let him go back and report to the duke.

So Nan Zhou will definitely kill him here.

Instead of waiting to be killed, it is better to die!

At this time, the railing was finally overwhelmed, and with a bang, the board collapsed!

Nanzhou's body slid forward with inertia, and half of his body fell straight out of the broken bridge railing with gravity!

When the soles of the feet were pulled and about to leave the bridge, Nan Zhou suddenly felt a slight vibration from the other side of the bridge.

Is someone on the bridge again?

The tuxedo was originally the end of the force.

Facing the wet mist, Nan Zhou blinked his wet eyelashes.

Ah, how dangerous.

He turned around, followed the wrist that held his other hand tightly, and looked all the way up.

Nanzhou saw the pale Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang closed his eyes and tried his best to imagine that he was not above the abyss.

But such self-hypnosis can't do anything for such a skilled liar.

He lost consciousness and didn't even know if he was holding Nanzhou.

He raised his trembling fingers and tried to touch and sense the temperature of Nanzhou's skin.

At this moment, in the abyss, he is the only existence he can rely on.

Nanzhou responded immediately.

He grabbed his wrist, patted it gently, and touched again: "I'm fine."

He looked at Jiang Fang's face: "Are you afraid of heights?"

Jiang Fang gritted his teeth, and there was a faint redness at the end of his eyes.

Nan Zhou did not pursue the figure of the tuxedo anymore, leaned over and picked him up, all the way back to the east bank.

Jiang Fang leaned against his arms, grabbed the clothes at his heart with one hand, and rubbed the flat part into a wrinkle.

…like coquettish.

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang with a little strange feeling in his heart.

In front of him, Jiang Fang is calm and gentle, always good at planning, and always leaves a way out.

This is the first time he has seen such a fragile Jiang Fang.

Stepping on the firm soil, Nan Zhou also sighed in relief.

He said softly, "It was dangerous just now."

Jiang Fang did not respond to him, just took a deep breath.

Nanzhou tucked her knees and squatted in front of him, like a well-behaved cat: "I don't even know you are so afraid of heights."

Jiang Fang released his **** teeth, and forced a joke: "There are so many things you don't know."

Nan Zhou looked at his face carefully: "Since you know the danger, why do you want to go to the bridge to save me?"

Jiang Fang rested on the ground with one hand, trying to regain the sense of his legs, and smiled bitterly.

He looked at the gray foggy sky, and his pale pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of indifferent mist: "We are friends."

Nan Zhou didn't answer, just put his fingertips on his wrist, rubbing back and forth rhythmically, trying to help his heart beat back on track at the fastest speed.

He asked, "...how did you come here all of a sudden?"

Jiang Fang took a deep breath.

The panic and gaffe just now, the colic pain and weightlessness in his heart when he saw that Nanzhou was about to fall, were all taken care of by him without any leakage.

He stood up: "Junliang and the others have found Hua Sisi."

Nanzhou's fingertips stopped.

He asked, "Where?"

The question is this, he has already thought of it.

The next second, Jiang Fang pointed to the place where the tuxedo fell.

In just a few minutes, this bottomless abyss filled with mist swallowed two lives.