Chapter 032 Mirage (IX)

Dong Jin really didn't want to waste any more time talking to this man with a thunderous face.

However, this man's behavior of coming to his house twice in a short period of time was really too weird, so weird that it was beyond the scope of stupidity, causing Dong Jin to suspect that this guy's first purpose was not to kill him at all, but to use the shapeshifting ability to test him.

He still didn't know what kind of talent the other trialer hiding in the dark was.

Maybe the reason why this man was so reckless today was actually to pave the way for the ability of another trialer?

No one would really want to die like this, right?

Dong Jin, who didn't understand this at all, first threw two petals of roses with the technique of throwing a flying knife, and directly and accurately cut the two wrists of this fake, making it unable to raise his hands to fight back in the first time.

Then, when the opponent was caught off guard by the sudden attack and tried to escape again, he followed slowly behind, throwing petals again to cut the trial-taker's hamstrings, while playing with the broken branches of the rose and sighing for the second time:

"Are you too confident, or do I look too weak? How can you think you can successfully escape from me twice?"

"Where's your other companion? If you don't come out, the next one to be broken will be your throat."

Dong Jin deliberately slowed down his pace when he walked over to give the other person enough time, but ten seconds later, the pretender still stayed where he was, looking at him suspiciously. It seems that his companion's ability is not the type of escape such as space movement, so...

"So you keep appearing in front of me, what are you trying to test? Are you trying to test my friendship with Feilin, or my relationship with Xite?"

Dong Jin seemed to be careless at the moment, but he was always concentrating on capturing the man's expression. After noticing the surprise on the other side's face that he couldn't hide in time, he knew that he had at least guessed part of it right. So Dong Jin continued:

"Didn't you always want to know how I saw through your disguise? Why don't we make an exchange?"

"Tell me why your companion always asks you to test my relationship with others, and whether it is related to his talent. In return, I will tell you the reason why you were exposed."

At this moment, the trialist who was confused by Dong Jin's series of physical and psychological attacks seemed to still have some consciousness of protecting his teammates. He did not answer Dong Jin's questions about his teammate's talent, but just asked unwillingly:

"I admit that I failed to pretend to be Feilin before, but this time I pretended to be Xite, from appearance to dialogue, I definitely did not reveal any flaws! How did you find out that I was not him?!"

For Dong Jin, Sometimes not answering is the best answer.

Although this person wanted to protect his teammates, Dong Jin had already made up his mind from the moment he did not deny his guess. So Dong Jin also generously gave this person an answer: "Because in my eyes, he is red."

The fallen trialer thought Dong Jin was talking about the color of his clothes, but Xi Te had always been wearing black! Even if Dong Jin was talking about gold, he would not be so confused.

The trialer, who had known that he could not escape, did not want to be a fool, so he struggled and questioned:

"...Are you kidding me?"

This time Dong Jin did not speak again, but just smiled coldly.

——This is something only he and Lei Ming, who had not lost his memory, knew.

——Since the bloody night of the 500th night, this god has been the deepest and darkest red in his memory.

If one must say the reason for the failure of this trial participant, there is only one.

That is, from the beginning to the end, he should not have dressed up as Lei Ming.

After collecting his thoughts, Dong Jin pinched the branch of the black rose that he had been playing with for a long time between his fingers. Just as he slightly moved his wrist and threw the branch towards the throat of the trial participant, a hand with dark blue veins intercepted the thorny branch that was rushing towards him in mid-air.

The next second, a Fang Tian Huaji with a black background and gold patterns condensed from virtual to real in an instant, and the sharp halberd tip replaced the severed branch and easily pierced the throat of the trial participant.

As the painted halberd was pulled out with a backhand, the overflowing blood splashed directly onto the person holding the halberd.

However, the person in question did not dodge, but instead deliberately shook the tip of the halberd. When the blood was almost thrown into Dong Jin's eyes, he said lazily in his usual low voice: "-Is it this red?"

Dong Jin turned his head to avoid the blood drops splashing in the air, and then raised his eyes to look at Lei Ming who was asking the question knowingly a few steps away.

At this moment, what he was thinking in his heart was: Why hasn't this bastard died suddenly?

To be honest, after a thousand nights of running-in in dreams, Lei Ming's personality had long been restrained in front of him, at least he would not ask for a fight so obviously. And now that this person is in a state of amnesia, his temper is even worse than before they met.

Thinking of this, Dong Jin simply let the monster in front of him experience the long-lost yin and yang:

"I think it's not enough. How about you give yourself a halberd and see if you can dye it redder?"

"Speaking of which, since you like red so much, and like it so much that you are willing to be splattered with blood early in the morning, why don't you just wear a red suit? At least you don't have to endure wet clothes and the smell of blood."

Lei Ming frowned reflexively for some reason after hearing "red suit". Then he raised his eyelids and sneered at Dong Jin: "Don't talk as if you know me very well. Patience? I never tolerate."

After that, he said no more, but turned back to the room.

As Lei Ming left, the long-silent bullet screen in the commentary live broadcast room outside the dungeon suddenly became active:

[I felt something was strange when Lei Ming and Dong Jin were dancing last night, but I didn't dare to say it. After all, isn't this God of the Night still in a state of amnesia? It's a bit too much to say that he was obsessed with making trouble for Kai and was even thinking about attacking Kai's chosen one even though he had lost his memory. Today, when I saw Dong Jin recognize Lei Ming at a glance and suddenly heard the red suit, I felt even more weird...]

[Hehe, baby knows what's wrong, but baby doesn't dare to say it.]

[Family members, why are you so timid? If you don't tell me, I will! What do you think about your chosen one dancing with the opponent, Kai? And the red suit, isn't that your usual outfit in the last dungeon? Do you have anything to say? Why don't you go out and dye your hair green before coming back? We don't mind waiting for you.]

At this moment, Kai, who was quietly sitting in the commentary booth, just lowered his eyes and glanced at the barrage, and there was no trace of joy or anger on his handsome face.

Kai guessed that the reason why Dong Jin could see through the disguise at a glance was related to his talent, which was nothing worth writing about. But Lei Ming not only invited someone to dance for the first time, but also suddenly killed the trialist today. The motive was far from that simple.

If he was not mistaken, Lei Ming was injured when he held the rose.

If this is true, then in the future he and Lei Ming will not only be competing for the godhood, but also for the same God's Chosen Person.

But it doesn't matter. He was able to snatch the Godhood of Bai Day back then, and now he will also get Dong Jin.

He will go to the final carnival with his God's Chosen One.

On the other side, Lei Ming, who had changed his clothes again, was still thinking about what happened in the corridor just now.

He had sensed the existence of this person when the dead man on the ground first appeared on this floor in the appearance of Feilin. Even

though there was a corridor between them, Lei Ming actually heard it clearly, whether it was this person's self-righteous approach to chat up or his final escape by jumping out of the window, but he was too lazy to pay attention at that time.

Because he knew that Dong Jin, who was destined to die in his hands, would never be fooled like this.

But when this guy shamelessly showed up again in front of him, Lei Ming, who was resting in the room with his eyes closed, finally got annoyed.

So he quietly opened the door and watched this clueless idiot questioning Dong Jin if he was playing a trick on him. And when Dong Jin was about to kill the man with the black rose, he cut off the flower branch halfway and ended the man's life with a halberd. How

could such a fool be buried with the black rose he chose?

Was he worthy?

Sending the idiot to death was part of Lei Ming's plan, but pulling out the painted halberd and being soaked in blood was not part of his plan.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes to look at his left hand - he saw that the hand that had cut off Dong Jin's rose had been pierced by the barbs on the branch.

When he saw the heart-shaped rose on the wall in the theater yesterday, Lei Ming had a premonition. Today's rose barbs told him simply and directly that his emotions had indeed been so turbulent that Dong Jin could hurt him. The

reason why he made the corridor full of blood at that time was to cover up the blood that quietly spread between his fingers.

Although it was not a serious injury, he did not want Dong Jin to know about it no matter what. Because in this challenge of not being moved that is a gamble of life, the one who bleeds first is almost equivalent to losing half.

He does not want to lose, and he will not lose.

On the other side, Dong Jin watched Lei Ming go back to his room to change clothes, and he also sneered in his heart.

Never endure? Just be stubborn. Wait until you recover your memory and say it again?

If you never endure, who was it that suppressed the murderous intent day after day and night after night for hundreds and thousands of nights, and who gave in and compromised again and again for the possibility of FMVP? Even if he

was stubborn, what was Lei Ming hiding just now?

Since Dong Jin could recognize the truth from Lei Ming in an instant, he naturally knew him better than anyone could imagine.

After all, this was the guy who almost took his life in countless midnights, how could he not study him carefully?

Based on his understanding of Lei Ming, even if this man was in a state of amnesia, he would be more likely to raise his hand to pull him closer, and then use his fingertips to draw under his eyes in a vicious way, rather than swinging his halberd and trying to splash blood on him.

Because Lei Ming is such a person who believes in doing everything by himself and has a strong desire for control.

So why didn't he do this?

Dong Jin recalled Lei Ming's series of actions just now, and his thoughts fell on Lei Ming's left hand that never let go of the rose.

This guy... vaguely guessed something, Dong Jin went back to his room and took out the suit jacket he had cleaned last night, then leaned against the clean wall on the other side with a smile, and waited patiently for Lei Ming to come out.

After Lei Ming changed his clothes and went out again, he immediately glanced at the monster's left hand. Before the other party noticed, he returned the jacket that the man had lent him last night.

And the moment he glanced at it just now, the information given by the "Eye of Truth" clearly read:

- [Left hand that was once hurt by a rose.]