How can we make him produce Emotional Fluctuation.
Bo Shuo stabbed downwards with an expressionless expression.
"Pfft."
It was as if a piece of smooth tofu had been pierced, and blood slowly seeped out from the wound. Bo Shuo could feel the body of the young man leaning next to him tremble suddenly, and there was another burning sensation in his wrist.
Bo Shuo lowered his head slightly and saw drops of golden blood slowly falling on the back of his hand along the blade of the scalpel.
After absorbing the blood, the lines became clearer and exuded a gleaming luster, as if something was breaking out of the ground.
Yi Rong did not break free from the shackles of Bo Shuo, but slowly raised his hand, held the blade of Bo Shuo, and went deeper inside for a moment.
With a muffled sound, the blade penetrated a little deeper.
Bo Shuo was startled, not expecting Yi Rong to react like this.
Not only did they not stop him, they even allowed him to hurt himself.
Bo Shuo even had a ridiculous idea, as if if he wanted his life now, he would give it to him without hesitation.
Now that we have reached this level, we are indeed infinitely close to the love God of Truth said.
But can a god actually fall in love with a person?
Bo Shuo has no memory, so naturally he cannot experience any true feelings from it.
Bo Shuo just feels that the current scene is a bit chaotic and makes him a bit tired.
Maybe the Yi Rong in front of me is really innocent.
But Bo Shuo is ten thousand times more innocent than him.
The development of the whole thing had nothing to do with him, but he was allowed to be involved in right and wrong alone. How could this be considered fair?
Obviously he can live his life as an ordinary person.
However, all this was ruined by these people.
Thinking of this, Bo Shuo expressionlessly moved the blade pierced into Yi Rong's chest forward again. After confirming, it stabbed firmly into his heart.
The beating feeling of the heart spread all the way up the tip of the knife and landed on Bo Shuo's fingertips, as if it resonated with his heartbeat for an instant.
In a daze, the lines on my wrists became a little hotter.
Yi Rong opened his mouth and spit out two dry words from his throat.
"Bo Shuo."
His body was getting colder, but he still showed no sign of struggle, allowing his consciousness to fall into chaos.
He just raised his eyes and stared at Bo Shuo's face with fascination and affection. The dark eyes were filled with obscure emotions that made people unable to read them.
Seeing this scene, God of Truth and 223's expressions could not help but darken. The entire world was constructed by the Yi Rong in front of them, and they had no way to interfere with his actions or his decisions.
To this world, they are the outsiders.
"You didn't want to die before, but now that he's done it, you just die obediently."
The smile on God of Truth's lips completely turned cold, and he stared expressionlessly at Ni Zi, who was about to fall into Bo Shuo's arms.
Half of the young man's body was covered in blood, and his face was as pale as a corpse about to die. Except for the faint rise and fall of his chest, it was certain that he was not dead.
But they all knew that he was dying.
Black Haired Youth looked down at the young man who was half leaning in his arms, and then pulled out the scalpel from his chest. The blood flowed out like a desperate thing, and even a small corner of the windbreaker in front of him was wet.
The moment the young man breathed his last completely.
A sudden vision occurred.
There was just a roar, like a bolt of lightning, sliding down from the sky, splitting everything around it with lightning speed.
The mirror in the sky is crazily collapsing and shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A clicking sound surrounded the ears, as sharp as if it was about to pierce the eardrums.
The whole world is collapsing. The Ren Ai Orphanage plaque is shaking crazily, shaking again and again, and then like glass, it is broken into slag bit by bit, and disappears when the wind blows.
The lenses in the sky were falling, the sharp lenses pierced the ground, and golden blood seeped out of the ground, surging like a torrent of floods.
It's like crying.
Countless pairs of golden gilt Golden Eyes were suddenly reflected in the sky, varying in size.
They half-closed their eyes in the air, and then opened them all.
The gilded eyes reflect obscure lines, and as they pass by, just one glance at them will make you want to vomit your own liver.
At this moment, a sharp warning sounded in Bo Shuo's ears.
(Warning, Corruption Value is being added. Warning, please leave the dangerous area quickly, cherish life and stay away from danger!)
Seeing this scene, 223's figure flashed and instantly appeared near Bo Shuo.
Of course He will not watch Bo Shuo die here like this. Even if it is for their plan, they will never let Bo Shuo die here!
Not only 23 thinks so, but God of Truth next to him also holds the exact same idea. Now, Bo Shuo is a piece of cake.