[Sword Three] Beggars' Death System

Thinking of this, He He couldn't help but get excited.

Maybe I can save myself...

"Dongfang... Xingyu," He He softened his voice, "Come here."

Dongfang Xingyu raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

He guessed that He He is now chained, even if he wants to play tricks, there is no way to use them.

He approached, lowered his head and looked at He He, and He He could completely feel the faint fragrance of flowers on the other party's body.

He He smiled, and whispered in Dongfang Xingyu's ear.

"Just let it go."

……

In an instant, Dongfang Xingyu only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and a powerful force knocked him flying. He was knocked flying on the stairs by this inexplicable force, making a loud noise.

At the same time, a mechanized female voice sounded in He He's head: "Consume 50 death points, successfully use the skill 'You'll kill it', force the target [Dongfang Xingyu] to lose blood and become weak, and start to restore the host's life value , state three 10 minutes."

Then a translucent icon of the blood recovery state began to appear in the field of vision of He He's left eye. What he didn't expect was that his blood volume was 99%, which means that Dongfang Xingyu imprisoned him here and did not hurt him. The chain tied him, preventing him from using martial arts.

Dongfang Xingyu lay on the ground, and it took him a long time to recover. He wiped the corner of his mouth, which was bleeding continuously, with his sleeve, and smiled: "I didn't expect...you...you can still use martial arts..."

He He: "...untie the chain."

"What if I say no?" Dongfang Xingyu smiled, his smile looked particularly bloodthirsty and cruel, "In this case...then even if I die, I will never let you go."

He He was in a hurry, and couldn't help but yell: "Are you crazy!"

It’s an age where you still play prison games. This is not the era when *novels were still called BL novels, rotten girls were still called fangirls, and chrysanthemums were just a flower!

The only one who answered him was Dongfang Xingyu's deep well ice-like smile.

He He felt that he was about to get angry. How could there be Dongfang Xingyu in this world? Is this the setting of the rich Lei Fugui? What kind of stuff does Lei Fugui like?

After all, Dongfang Xingyu is not an ordinary person, he slowly got up from the ground while holding his chest, and smiled: "Okay, very good, I will come here to visit you again."

"Even if I die of starvation and cold here, I don't want to see your face again!" He He said indifferently.

"Dead?" Dongfang Xingyu laughed, "No, I won't let you die..."

As he spoke, he supported the wall on the inner side of the stairs and slowly walked up step by step.

The small door was only opened for a moment, then closed again, and the cellar was once again plunged into darkness.

He He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes weakly.

Su Konghou...

This is the name he thinks about the most, is he okay?How could his sword be in Dongfang Xingyu's hands?Is he really... dead?

He He never waited for Dongfang Xingyu's arrival.

He didn't know how long it had been since Dongfang Xingyu left. No one among them came to deliver food. The surrounding area was very quiet, eerily quiet, and there was no life at all. In this closed, completely dark place with no sound He He felt that he was going crazy, he didn't know the passage of time, and he didn't know what happened outside.

Did Lu Jong-sik find out about his disappearance?Will he come to find himself?

Is Su Honghou really dead?If not dead, where is he now?Is he okay?Still hurt?

This pile of questions almost overwhelmed him, and with hunger and pain, He He slowly fell into a coma.

***

He woke up with cold water.

He had been locked in the cellar for so long, and the cellar was very damp, and he didn't wear very heavy clothes, so he couldn't bear it immediately after being poured with cold water.

"You finally woke up, scared to death!" It was a boy's voice, young, immature, and a little anxious.

Fuck, it won't be crossing again.

This was He He's first thought.

This thought dissipated immediately when he saw Ling Chenzi's face.

Seeing that He He woke up, Ling Chenzi immediately rushed over to hug He He: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

He He: "...you saved me? Thank you."

As he spoke, he tried to break off the Ling Chenzi that was tightly stuck to his body.

Ling Chenzi continued to hug He He's waist as it should be and said, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

He He: "... let go."

Lingchenzi: "Don't let go."

……

I want to call the police.

The second person He He saw when he woke up was none other than Lu Tingzhi.

Seeing He He wake up, Lu Tingzhi's paralyzed face finally revealed a slightly soft expression, it was really a little bit, you need to look carefully to see it.

"You finally woke up, you were locked underground, and you searched for a long time." Lu Tingzhi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a noisy voice behind him followed up at the right time: "Yes, yes, we were all in a hurry when we found out that you were missing. Fortunately, Ling Chenzi just came back, and he asked his nephew for help Looking for you, that Yu Dianchen is so powerful, he knows how to do it!"

He He: "..."

You don't need to look at this person's face to know that this person is Lu Ang.

Lu Ang continued to spit and said: "After the Taoist priest Yu Dianchen found you, my elder brother carried a knife to save you. My God, you were carried up by the elder brother. Do you know that you have been in a coma for a long time, I He Lingchenzi decocts medicine for you every day and feeds you to drink!"

When He He heard it, he understood everything in his heart. It turned out that Yu Dianchen found him after he passed out in the cellar, and these people...everyone helped him.

"Thank you," He He said very seriously and sincerely, "Really, thank you each and every one of you."

Lu Ang felt a little embarrassed: "Hey, it doesn't matter, you helped the eldest brother first, and it can be regarded as a kindness to the eldest brother. It is nothing if we save you."

As he said that, he leaned forward and whispered to He He: "Actually, the person you should thank the most is Daoist Priest Yu Dianchen Yu, who found you with the technique of supporting Luan."

"The art of supporting Luan?"

what is that?

Seeing that Lu Ang said what he should say first, Ling Chenzi was a little unhappy, now hearing what Lu Ang said, he quickly said: "The technique of Fu Luan is a kind of divination technique of ours."

Lu Ang went on to say: "Superspirited, superspirited, Daoist Yu took a pen and put it on the table, as soon as Ling Chenzi said it, he wrote down where you are!

He He's expression at the moment: (⊙o⊙)

Although Lu Ang's words were unclear, He He understood immediately after hearing it, isn't this nima just a pen fairy!

So this article is going to become a supernatural article!What kind of rhythm is this!

But He He is a person with a big brain. When he heard that Yu Dianchen had this skill, he couldn't help thinking: Maybe he can take this opportunity to ask Yu Dianchen to help find Su Honghou.

Thinking of this, He He felt that his whole body was boiling with excitement, and hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and was about to leave.

It's a pity that Lu Tingzhi grabbed the collar before he took two steps.

"Where are you going?" Lu Tingzhi's voice was very cold.

"Go find Yu Dianchen." He He didn't hide anything.

Lu Tingzhi frowned: "What are you looking for?"

Before He He could answer, Lu Tingzhi frowned and whispered, "Have you taken a fancy to him?"

He He: "Poof——"

Although Yu Dianchen looks like a fairy, he looks as beautiful as a god, but He He swears that he really didn't set his sights on him. In his heart... well, it's shameless to say that there is only Su Honghou.

"No," He He smiled embarrassingly, "It's not like you don't know, I have someone I like."

Lu Tingzhi's brows were still furrowed: "The Qixiu one."

He He gave a "Yes" and said: "I am separated from him now, I am very worried about him, so I want to ask Yu Dianchen to help me see if he is safe and where he is."

"Don't go." Lu Tingzhi said.

He He: "...why?"

Lu Tingzhi frowned, but didn't say a word.

He and Lu Ang are brothers. Although their personalities are very different, Lu Ang knows exactly what he thinks.

Lu Ang came over and smiled: "Brother, he... Uh, you just went there, it's not good, you haven't told us how you were in that cellar, and when we found you, you Chained, who did that?"

Upon hearing the topic of He He being chained, Lu Tingzhi's frown deepened. He He could completely feel the murderous aura emanating from his whole body...

"It's Dongfang Xingyu," He He sighed, but he couldn't explain Dongfang Xingyu's weird and dirty thoughts about him, so he could only say, "His mind is not clear, most likely he is sick."

"I didn't like him a long time ago," Ling Chenzi interjected at this moment, and took He He's arm affectionately, "Aren't you looking for my nephew, let's go, I'll take you there, He is going back to Chunyang Palace soon, if you don't look for him, it will be too late."

Hearing that Yu Dianchen was leaving, He He quickly grabbed Ling Chenzi: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Lu Tingzhi watched coldly from the side, and stopped trying to dissuade him.

Lu Ang looked at his elder brother, then at He He who was determined to find Su Honghou's whereabouts, and could only sigh.

There is a saying: Falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless.