Chapter 063 Fragmentary Images

As long as he doesn't know, his heart will not be shaken, nor will he have any expectations. He will only be more determined in his current thoughts and move forward towards his goal of seeking death.

Sang Mo held the cigarette butt in his mouth and looked at Zhang Qiling's back through the smoke.

[But host, Zhang Qiling’s favorability is 80! ! ! 】

[80, 80, 80!] ! ! 】

[He really did, Tongzi cried to death!] 】

[He is serious!] He is absolutely serious! How could a person like him have a favorability rating as high as 80! 】

Sang Mo opened his mouth and wanted to strangle Tongzi to death, but he could do nothing.

[Host, do you know? A favorability level of 80 means that he trusts you, the host, wholeheartedly! 】

[Wow, Tongzi is crying so hard, Zhang Qiling is so nice! 】

Sang Mo was silent.

After a long time, he threw away the cigarette butt, stood up and walked towards the bronze coffin, and said to the system as he walked: [But it has nothing to do with love, right? 】

[If the favorability, which accounts for the largest proportion of love, reached 80, you would have reminded me in a startled manner a long time ago. 】

[This only shows that he was very serious about what he said, and it was also his true inner thoughts, without any suspicion or speculation...]

[He trusts me and has a good impression of me. He just wants to give it a try with me. He just wants to try to like me and wants to try to develop his liking for me based on his good impression of me. 】

[He raised his favorability to 80 simply by trusting me wholeheartedly——]

[Tongzi, don’t you think I’m pathetic? 】

[I have spent my entire life, a hundred years, only to gain a love favorability of 50. Now that I can only pray for death and cannot live, his favorability towards me has reached 80. Although it is still not related to love, but he trusts me wholeheartedly. How can I be worthy of this? 】

[This is really ironic to me. 】

[So you are really rude and shouldn't have said that. It shook my faith and the expectation lurking deep in my heart surfaced again. 】

[Hehehe... As expected, making up for regrets will only create more regrets. I actually can't let go. 】

[Host, this is normal. If you love someone deeply, how can you forget them easily? 】

[In fact, Tongzi suspects that he will really remember the memories of that life. Maybe at that time, all the favorability will be added up, and he will fall in love with you——]

Snap!

Sang Mo had already opened the bronze coffin, interrupting Tongzi's last words. He looked at the white-haired rice dumpling lying in the coffin, hooked his fingers, and the invisible power of the evil way began to penetrate the white-haired rice dumpling with a rhythmic beat.

At this frequency, the white-haired Zongzi slowly sat up, climbed out of the coffin and stood in front of Sang Mo.

[Tongzi, admit it, we are both trash. 】

[Hey, host, we two are indeed trash. 】

With a self-deprecating sigh, Sang Mo controlled the white-haired zongzi to attack a stone pillar. The carvings on the stone pillars here would wake up, and it would be a big danger when they fully woke up.

Sang Mo lit another cigarette for himself, and didn't pay attention to the three people who were finishing off the enemy in the tomb. He just moved his ears slightly. Tingfengyin could sense the surrounding environment through the sound of the wind and enhance his hearing.

It seems that everything is going well over there, Xiangliu is completely dead.

Sang Mo took a deep breath, listened to the footsteps of the three people, and controlled the white-haired Zongzi to continue attacking the stone pillar.

The statue of Wuzhiqi on the stone pillar rolled off the surface of the stone, and in an instant a living Wuzhiqi jumped off the stone pillar!

Sang Mo didn't find it strange to see the statues come to life. These statues in the forbidden area all had this kind of mechanism. Maybe it was both a cemetery and a forbidden area. So instead of going into science, it would be more convincing to talk about some metaphysics.

Under Sang Mo's control, the white-haired Zongzi soon started fighting with Wuzhiqi.

The three people who came to finish off the enemy also came back at this time. Before Zhang Qiling and Hei Xia Zi could even reach Sang Mo, they heard the beeping sound of the system. As for the previous conversation between Sang Mo and the system, they did not hear it as they were too far away.

【drop! It is detected that the host and the target character enter an underground cemetery outside the plot together, triggering the task: Please hug Zhang Qiling three times before leaving the cemetery, hold hands with your fingers interlocked once, and protect Zhang Qiling to leave the cemetery intact.

Completing the task will reward you with a pair of couple space rings, bone shrinking skill fusion (including the body's flexibility to use bone shrinking skill), and a pair of meteorite iron pig-killing knives (sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, with countless wronged souls on the blade);

The punishment for failing the mission is one disembowelment experience and one craniotomy experience! 】

"......"

"......"

Sang Mo ignored it directly. The inheritance of Ju Mang was still there, and he didn't know whether this thing could repair the hidden injuries left by the punishment. If it could, then the punishment would be a waste of time.

The experience of having his stomach and skull opened was ten times more painful. He wanted to die but he was not a masochist!

[So why are the dumb and the blind here!] 】

【Grass! 】

[Maybe this is fate?] If, like last time, the host had not met them at the beginning, perhaps there would not have been so many encounters. 】

[It may also be that the host is extremely handsome, the most handsome among the tomb robbers, they will definitely take a second look at you. 】

[Shut up, get out of here!] 】

Sang Mo took out the Luoyang shovel and let the white-haired Zongzi take the lead in the attack, while he supported and harassed.

But just as he picked up the Luoyang shovel, Zhang Qiling came to him and grabbed his wrist, "You take a rest, I'll do it."

Sang Mo's eyes twitched, [Are you bullying me because I can't speak now?! 】

Zhang Qiling seemed not to hear these words. He reached out and snatched the Luoyang shovel from Sang Mo's hand. He then handed the black gold ancient knife to Sang Mo.

Sang Mo, "?"

Zhang Qiling said: "It's a bit heavy."

Sang Mo was stunned for a moment, then took the black gold ancient sword stubbornly. He understood what Zhang Qiling meant. He took the black gold ancient sword for self-defense, but the black gold ancient sword was a bit heavy.

But Zhang Qiling would not let anyone touch the black gold ancient sword. Although Sang Mo already knew that Zhang Qiling trusted him very much, he was still shocked by this fact at this second.

Maybe 80 favorability is just a number after all, but actual actions can bring people a strong and intuitive impact.

Sang Mo lowered his eyes and looked at the black gold ancient sword in his hand, grinned silently, raised the black gold ancient sword and wiped it on his palm, and the black gold ancient sword stained with Qilin's blood chopped straight towards Wuzhiqi.

Zhang Qiling, "......"

He knew that Sang Mo understood what he meant, but Sang Mo was not someone who would listen to advice or even be obedient, nor was Sang Mo someone who was willing to hide behind others and be protected.

Sang Mo is a strong-willed person.

But such a strong-willed person, who also wants to die with dignity, is now seeking death.

Zhang Qiling felt the pain in his heart again, the pain was more intense and obvious than before, and a double image seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

It was a scene of Sang Mo wearing a dark blue hooded robe and holding a black gold ancient sword, fighting with a bloody corpse.

It was also a scene of Sang Mo wearing a white hoodie and holding a black and gold ancient sword and fighting with a ferocious beast.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling's eyes flickered.

He seemed to...indeed have an extra memory of what he had experienced with Sang Mo.

It's just a brief, fragmented picture.

He covered his chest with his hands, a hint of joy in his eyes. Was it because he had experienced it before and that memory could be revived by seeing it again?

Or is it because he wanted to understand Sang Mo, wanted to get close to Sang Mo, and wanted to like Sang Mo, that he thought of her?

Probably, both.

The blind man on the side looked at the dumb man's actions, his eyes paused slightly, and he covered his chest... Was it because of heartache?

He actually....at the moment he heard his heart's voice while running just now, his heart also produced a subtle and fleeting pain, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Hei Xia Zi seemed to be thinking about something.