After such a long period of training, Bo Shuo can perfectly understand the meaning of Eveya.
Bo Shuo was silent for a moment. For some reason, the woman in front of him had an extremely thick filter on him.
It's like no matter what he does, Eveya will say in a matter-of-fact tone that he is worthy of Mr. Bo.
The emotional value is really there.
To a certain extent, the essence of people like Lost Paradise is the same.
Bo Shuo's eyes looked obscure, and Eveya didn't know Bo Shuo's inner thoughts.
Black Haired Youth just looked at her quietly, and even Eveya couldn't bear it.
For her, Bo Shuo was not an ordinary candidate from the beginning, but a savior who could save them all.
"Fate dictates that I follow you." Eveya replied.
"Destiny?" Black Haired Youth repeated this sentence, and then raised a disdainful sneer on his lips.
Bo Shuo Now I get annoyed whenever I hear the word fate.
This feeling of being controlled made him hate the word fate.
It was like mentioning this now made him feel ridiculous.
Just then, several more figures appeared in the corner.
007 raised his head alertly, and when he saw clearly who appeared, his tone changed.
"Host, why do I feel like these people look familiar?"
At the end of the sentence, 007's tone was trembling, completely in disbelief.
The moment these figures appeared, Bo Shuo also noticed something. He looked towards the place where the shadows were produced, and saw several familiar figures appearing there.
"Yi Rong." Bo Shuo subconsciously read the name.
When this name appeared, the camera in the corner looked up.
Their appearance is exactly the same, with their tall boots and thin appearance, pale skin, and dark and calm eyes, they look like copied and pasted puppets.
The moment they appeared, Bo Shuo felt his wrists begin to feel hot, and at the same time, a long-lost voice came from his ears.
"Now they are coming to you. I said you don't need to take action. They will come to you naturally."
God Yi Rong's voice fell on his ears. He didn't know how long he had been watching the show, but he hadn't said a word before.
Bo Shuo felt it was Silver Chain on his chest, and slowly left his chest and floated to his hand.
"Now it's your turn to fulfill your end of the bargain and kill them."
In a trance, a pair of Golden Eyes suddenly appeared in front of Bo Shuo. The lines in the eyes seemed to be flowing with the ability to confuse people's hearts.
Bo Shuo almost subconsciously clenched Silver Chain in his hand. As his thoughts surged, Silver Chain turned into a sharp scalpel.
Eveya next to her seemed to have anticipated the current scene. She consciously took two steps back and found a corner.
"I thought it would take at least a few days to find them, but I didn't expect that they would come to find you the moment they woke up."
The man's voice was flat, whether it was sarcasm or exclamation.
Just such a word makes the whole picture full of funny black humor.
Are they all looking for him?
Bo Shuo looked at the figure in the corner and twitched his lips.
These spores are just looking for him to die.
Bo Shuo took a few rough glances at the figures that appeared, and found that the number of spores that appeared this time was indeed quite large.
Just counting now, there are more than ten.
Of course, they don't look like the original Spore Yi Rong. Their facial features have gradually matured, and they look like the completed Yi Rong.
As they get older, their lifelong sense of oppression becomes stronger, and the level of the mark on their head gradually increases.
(npc: Yi Rong
Class: A-Class)
(npc: Yi Rong
Class: S S-rank)
(...)
Among these Yi Rong, the strongest one even reaches the level of Demigod-class, which is shocking at first glance.
Correspondingly, his appearance also tends to be more complete.
The originally dark short hair began to grow longer, and the cool curls like moonlight fell on her ankles, and her pupils gradually became golden.
What's more striking is that their expressions are all the same, neither happy nor sad, and they look like puppets being manipulated.
"What are you still thinking about? Kill them now." God Yi Rong's cold voice sounded in Bo Shuo's ears.
Bo Shuo closed his eyes, then took a step forward, his heart moving slightly.
He had thought that he would encounter the current scene, but he did not expect that it would happen so soon.
The moment when the last Yi Rong died still remained in his mind.
All Spore Yi Rong were killed by him personally.
Unexpectedly, none of the Yi Rongs made any move to resist, they just looked at Black Haired Youth without joy or sadness. They all clearly noticed the murderous intent in Bo Shuo's eyes, but they still stayed put, as if they allowed Bo Shuo to step forward and stab their hearts with a knife.
Of course, that's probably what they really think.
After all, those Yi Rongs that Bo Shuo met before were all idiots who volunteered to die.
Black Haired Youth's eyes were cold, and the scalpel in his hand was thrown in a Silver White arc in the air, and then he was gathered in the fingertips, as if he was completing a grand performance.