It turns out that Bo Shuo's idea is very simple. He won't take action if he can, and try his best to stall for time. After all, his injuries are slowly healing.
But even if he is chatting along with Xi Guici, he is still very vigilant in private.
After all, it was clear to him from the beginning that the person in front of him was a madman.
Since he is a lunatic, no matter how thorough his research is, he cannot make judgments based on common sense.
Who knows if the other party will suddenly take action.
For example, right now.
Bo Shuo's body tensed up, waiting for Xi Guici's next attack, but there was no movement for a long time.
Bo Shuo didn't want to take the initiative to attack. Emotion Points takes time to repair his injuries. It would be better for him to wait a little longer.
So I started to look at the others, turned my head, and saw the thrown scalpel firmly stuck on the wall.
Finally, as time goes by, the fragrant fragrance slowly oozes out.
Wait.
Why does the scalpel have a scent?
Bo Shuo noticed something was wrong and used the corner of his eye to check without leaving any trace.
But he discovered that this was not a scalpel, it was clearly a blooming rose.
Bo Shuo was startled and subconsciously looked back at Xi Guici.
Xi Guici stood in the corner without moving for a long time.
The overly thick darkness obscured the man's expression, making it impossible to identify his emotions at the moment. There was a hint of gloom in his handsome appearance.
After a long while, he raised the corners of his lips coldly, looked at Bo Shuo and said, "It's so sad."
"Your soul has been reserved by 'Deity'."
Xi Guici's voice was filled with unabashed jealousy and reluctance, as if he was a useless partner who had been taken away from his beloved, with a strong Negative Emotions.
Even the pretentious gentleness before has completely disappeared.
Within his sight, the long control line was winding and twisting, greedily and nostalgically trying to completely integrate into the young man's body, but it suddenly seemed to have suffered some violent attack, sluggish and broken.
Then it twisted and withered.
The pain reflected on Xi Guici's body, making him almost crazy.
Why, why, why.
This familiar force made him feel like he was stuck in his throat.
Bo Shuo was not surprised by this result. He provoked Xi Guici, who had naturally taken precautions against his move.
According to what I just observed, Xi Guici is a control talent.
Unfortunately, Bo Shuo's will and soul are firmly guarded by World Consciousness.
Not to mention Xi Guici, even All Heavens Deities cannot invade until Dimension Ascension.
This is why Bo Shuo is not panicking at all now.
But Xi Guici seems to have misunderstood something.
He actually understood this protection as the imprint of Deity.
But Bo Shuo had no intention of explaining. He looked at Xi Guici calmly, "Have you had enough?"
Classifying all of this as playfulness, all of Xi Guici's emotional movements seemed not worth mentioning in his eyes.
In a sense, this is not tolerance.
Rather, it is close to a condescending, almost contemptuous arrogance.
There was a gloomy look on Xi Guici's face. He spoke every word as if it was dripping with blood, "I really can't believe that a person like you would be willing to become a selfless lackey under Deity."
This sentence is a bit too much, but compared to the impact of this sentence, Xi Guici who said this seems to be a hurt person.
Depression is terrible.
But the young man who was so maliciously slandered by him didn't even frown, his expression remained calm, and his eyes swept over him unhurriedly. This emotionless and cold gaze was even more embarrassing.
Xi Guici felt the faint smell of blood in his throat, ticking, brewing into a strange anger in his heart.
The discomfort and malice of having your belongings robbed is almost festering in my heart.
"I have no way to get you now, and I don't want to really hurt you."
"In this case, the transaction we just made naturally doesn't count."
It took a long time for Xi Guici to recover, as if nothing happened just now, but it was just like this that made Bo Shuo feel that something was wrong.
The next second, the sense of crisis came true.
A sudden change occurred, and Puppet String, as slender as a hair, suddenly appeared, as fast as a swimming dragon, and a sound broke through the air.
"Ahhhhhh!"
There was a scream not far away, and while Xi Guici was not looking at him, an examinee slowly moved toward the entrance of the cave, rolling in pain on the ground. A hideous wound was opened on his wrist, with bones visible and blood dripping from it.
Puppet Silk not only affects the body, but also affects the soul.
But Xi Guici was obviously dissatisfied with this result. He turned around with emotion and saw Puppet Silk cut in half under Bo Shuo Blade Edge. "I thought Mr. Bo would not take action. After all, these people have never been a burden to you."
"It doesn't matter if you live or die."
He frowned slightly, as if asking a question sincerely, "That's why I still don't understand why you saved them."
"Maybe you misunderstood something."