GBP Chapter 318 Cheating
Chapter 318 Cheating
After hearing what I said, Xusuo did not show much disappointment.
He sighed slightly, as if commenting on a movie plot that he had already anticipated: "It is just as it seems."
"Look." He looked up and muttered to himself as if he was talking to someone other than me. "Like I said, she is not someone who can be easily defeated."
"The so-called method of killing people and destroying their hearts has been used, and it obviously doesn't work." He said, "Next, it's time to use my method, right?"
What do you mean, this guy has a plan B?
Noose raised his eyes.
My body's sixth sense keenly detected the danger. I bent my knees slightly, stepped back abruptly, and flew into the air, preparing to distance myself from him.
The noose and I looked at each other.
His pupils turned white, like a chill passing over the grey and barren ground. He opened his mouth and issued an order in a strange tone: "Yumenjiang, open the door."
A square box flew out from the wide sleeves, and the six eyes on its sides rolled, and each of them turned into the same color as Nozomi's pupils.
There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and black and red tentacles instantly appeared in front of me, binding my hands and feet tightly like ropes.
The cursed power in my body suddenly disappeared. I cursed inwardly and fell from mid-air with a "bang". My left knee hit the ground vertically and I couldn't get free no matter how hard I struggled.
This is the prison gate.
It didn't even take up the so-called one minute in the brain; the entire process was completed in almost three seconds.
Even Yang Jian wasn’t so quick in beating Sun Wukong, right?
It goes without saying that that stupid god changed the settings to cheat again.
"Hey!" I was so angry that veins popped out, I shouted, "How despicable! You can't beat me, so you use this dirty trick. You think you deserve to be called a god?"
"It doesn't matter if it's a shady trick or not, as long as it works for you." Luosuo came over, picked up the floating cloud on the ground, and played with it in his hands. He said calmly, "According to the rules of the world, this is a bondage."
"I've exchanged two-thirds of my soul for one minute of your brain," he said. "No matter how you look at it, I've lost more."
...You want to try that loan trick on me?
I tried to hold it in for a long time but couldn't hold it in anymore and blurted out "bullshit".
"You are despicable, dirty, shameless, and lowly!"
And the previous behavior of stabbing other people's wounds was also despicable.
"You keep repeating these few words." Luosuo smiled indifferently and said, "Your vocabulary is really limited. What, do you need me to teach you something?"
"Humph." I sneered, "The stench of a thousand years of life is almost reaching me through the air. It's just a piece of rotten meat. Who needs your advice?"
"You can scold me all you want," he said cheerfully, "Your incompetent rage is better than before when you were shouting that you would destroy me inch by inch."
"......." I opened my eyes slightly and stared at him.
"Even if I use the Prison Gate, so what?" I said bitterly, "Don't forget, in this world, Fushiguro Shinobu is not dead at all. Tensei Hoko is still in the hands of Suguru Geto."
"Let's put it another way. If the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons hadn't happened, do you think they would let me be locked up here?"
"Shh..." He held up a finger and tilted his head as if to appreciate my angry expression at the moment, "I know."
"I know they will come to rescue you." He said softly, "Don't worry, I won't send you to suffer in that place."
"You hate skulls so much, how can I bear to see you face to face with them every day?"
Tsk, this is so annoying, who allowed him to talk to me in this tone, I feel so sick that I want to vomit.
I turned my head away in disgust and rolled my eyes.
“Hahahaha~” Nozomi stared at my head without blinking, “What are you still doing hiding in the corner? It’s your turn.”
"...A real person?"
In the first round, didn’t I roll that thing into a curse jade and stuff it into Jie’s stomach?
They have been traveling in the same world all the time. Logically speaking, if there is one in Geto Suguru's curse spirit library, it should be impossible for a second one to be born.
and many more......
"Your puzzled expression is so pitiful." He seemed to be showing pity, or sighing, "You don't know. In this world, the most important thing is the soul."
"All the cursed spirits in Geto's hands are just shells with empty spells but no souls." He shook his head, "So, as long as I want, there will be an endless stream of cursed spirits rushing over to bite you until their souls are completely dissipated."
A blue-haired cursed spirit with stitches on his face slowly walked out of the darkness.
I stared at him intently.
"Well... I've been listening to him for so long, and today I finally meet him." Smiling and bending down, the real person stretched out his hand to greet me, "Hello, little butterfly."
"Will you allow me to tear you into pieces?"
"Go away."
"Haha, what a bad attitude." He rubbed the drooping hair in his hands, held his cheeks, and said happily, "What should I do? I like it very much."
Hearing you say the word "I like" makes me feel more uncomfortable than stepping on three piles of dog shit.
The lasso stood beside the real person and asked, "How is it?"
"The soul does look easy to break through." The real person said in an admiring tone, "If it is twisted, it must be super spectacular."
"I reminded you, I want the soul to disintegrate and dissipate, not to be distorted."
"Ah." The real person glanced at him and said in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be so kind to her."
"What does this have to do with mercy?" Luo Suo said with a wry smile, "Twisting the soul is not enough to protect it. Even if there is even the slightest possibility, I will completely wipe it out."
"Thank you so much for thinking highly of me." I glanced at the two of them and said coldly.
"Well..." Zhenren shrugged indifferently and said, "It has nothing to do with me anyway."
He straightened up, looked down at me, held out his hand, and smiled maliciously: "Inaction changes."
. . . . . .
A fallen leaf floated quietly across the sky.
It seemed like... nothing happened? I blinked, pulled my head out of his hand, and shook it with some disgust.
Touched by something dirty.
"What's going on?" The real person looked down at me in confusion, "What trick did you use?"
I have been reduced to my knees here in embarrassment because of your schemes and tricks. What other tricks can I use?
"Forget it, never mind." He waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Let's do it again."
“Inaction transforms.”
. . . . . .
There is absolutely no change.
There was an awkward atmosphere in the air.