What to do if you're forced to marry a demon king's daughter in a horror game?

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059. How could she like fighting?

"This is really unreasonable!"

Standing on high ground, observing the battle in the distance, the driver angrily punched the large tree next to him.

"We've spent the money, sent out the succubus, but it hasn't been able to bewitch that little girl at all!"

His heart ached as he thought about the money he had lost.

The thought of the succubus he had lost pained him even more.

You know, she's his top star.

"It's time to use our trump card."

The driver wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his expression gradually hardening.

"I've already paid a heavy price tonight, I have to get this little girl named Su Yu!"

……

at the same time.

Su Yu and her group had almost finished exploring the entire Qingshan Cemetery, and after wandering around, they returned to the entrance.

When they got here, they discovered that only they had returned.

The players who got off the bus together have all completely disappeared.

Su Yu's heart tightened.

She's always been a very sentimental person.

She remembers even the slightest kindness shown to her for a long time.

Thinking of Xia Mai and that male player named Zhang Qin, she felt a lump in her throat.

They were teammates who fought side by side after all.

However, she did not show her emotions.

Excessive sympathy is cheaper than toilet paper in this place.

Everyone's primary goal is self-preservation, not to become a savior.

Ryoko gently patted her back, as if she had noticed her frustration and was trying to comfort her.

It was accompanied by a creaking sound.

A heavy iron door in the depths of darkness quietly closed.

All the surrounding noise vanished in an instant, like soap bubbles in the sunlight.

The original appearance of the cemetery gradually became apparent.

"Oh ho, finally dropping the pretense, planning to play hardball with us now?"

The Ghost King looked excited.

His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

"I hope the opponent is strong, so I can be happy."

Ryoko looked at this warmonger with a hint of contempt.

She actually doesn't like fighting.

For the past few centuries, besides sleeping at her desk, she has been obsessed with the taste of all kinds of food, and hunger has always been her constant companion.

In this situation, how could she possibly enjoy fighting?

creak creak-

A strange gnawing sound came from under the tombstone.

A black shadow that appeared out of nowhere was hugging the tombstone and chewing it vigorously.

This scene successfully reminded Su Yu of the Tombstone Monster from Plants vs. Zombies.

In that instant when her thoughts went astray, she suddenly found the terrifying scene before her no longer terrifying, and even somewhat comical.

If the occasion hadn't been so inappropriate, she probably would have laughed.

After the tombstone disappeared, the commotion on the ground became even more noticeable.

At first, only a few filthy creatures emerged, but soon their numbers began to increase exponentially.

The enchanting Si Nan was terrified, her face paling. She had lived here for many years and had never seen anything like this before.

In the ever-expanding, enormous cemetery, the number of ghosts is comparable to stepping into an anthill.

Hold me tight.

After saying that, Ryoko freed up one hand.

Green light swirled around her fingertips.

Before long, the green light transformed into the shape of a longsword.

This was the first time Su Yu had ever seen Ryoko seriously preparing for a fight, and it was also the first time she had ever witnessed her true fighting prowess.

"You... why don't you put me down..."

"You can't come down."

"Why?! Ever since we entered the cemetery, you've wouldn't let me get down. Why is that?!"

"I already told you, it will get your shoes dirty."

With a swift movement of her sword, Ryoko mercilessly slayed the demons that tried to approach.

Blood splattered everywhere, and she took off her coat and covered Su Yu with it.

This kind of meticulous gentleness is always hard not to be moved by.

Su Yu always wanted to do something for her, but she didn't even have the chance to help her recover from a monster.

As for the battle on the Ghost King's side, it will be even easier.

Kill as many as you can!

After killing them, you can also conveniently collect a bunch of eyeballs...

It can be said to be very leisurely.

Judging from the way her eyes were shining, she was practically saying, "I'm going to make a killing tonight, I'm so happy!"

As for the puppet guide, he just stood there blankly in their protective circle, seemingly unaware of fear, and didn't even flinch when his clothes were torn.

As for the compass...

She wanted to cling to the Demon King or Ryoko's legs and beg them to protect her!

However, both of their eyes were fierce, so she could only cling to the puppet guide and plead incessantly:

"Don't kill me! I still have so much money left to spend, sob sob... I'm still young..."

The Ghost King was so annoyed by her constant chatter that he casually pulled out a steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

Si Nan: "Waaaaah?!"

Where did these steamed buns come from?

Miss Ghost King explained with a smile, "I saw offerings on the graves over there, so..."

Si Nan: “…”

Following Miss Ghost's directions, Si Nan saw a graveyard damaged by the battle, and a photograph pasted on a broken tombstone.

The woman in the white dress in the photo is actually herself!

You can imagine how complicated Si Nan's feelings must be at this moment.

She wanted to spit out the dirty steamed bun in her mouth, but when she thought that it was a tribute from someone who was still alive, she couldn't bear to spit it out.

But then I thought about it again, and it didn't seem right!

She remembered that she had been dead for hundreds of years, so how could anyone still be sweeping her grave?

She's not some rich heiress.

Thinking of this strange point, she frowned slightly.

He looked down and glanced at his own clothes.

Wait, this outfit is different from the one in the photo on the tombstone.

how could be?

Logically speaking, one should wear the same clothes when they die and wear the same clothes after death.

"That's weird."

"What's weird?"

Before she knew it, Ryoko had arrived behind her.

However, Ryoko's personality meant that she wouldn't be willing to talk to strangers much.