However, since he was so eager to die, Yan Sizhan would naturally grant his wish.
He applied pressure again.
Just as the icy chill seeped into his limbs and lungs, and Su Deng felt the coldness that was finally killing him, Su Muye suddenly woke up, bit Yan Sizhan's arm hard, pushed him away, and stood in front of Su Deng with his arms outstretched.
You can't kill my mother!
Su Deng, who had prepared herself to die but had not, was startled. She opened her eyes, panting, and looked at Su Muye.
"Mom, I'm so sorry!" Su Muyue hugged her tightly, sobbing as he apologized, "I've turned into an NPC again and caused you trouble."
Every time it's a sure death moment, but somehow I just can't die.
Su Deng felt very conflicted and depressed.
But seeing Su Muyue like this, she couldn't say anything, and finally let out a heavy sigh, "How are you now?"
Su Muye cried softly, "I feel like Mom is in danger!"
Su Deng remained silent.
Su Muyue turned around again, looking at the man opposite her who looked, had hair and earrings just like her father, but didn't recognize her mother or herself, and had no feelings for her. She gritted her teeth and said, "Kill me, but don't touch my mother!"
He bit hard.
Unable to feel any pain, Yan Sizhan lightly traced the spot where he had been bitten with his fingertips, looking at him expressionlessly and saying, "The one I wanted to kill was you."
Su Muyue choked, her neck stiff, "Then you do it!"
The Eighth Executive Officer's style is to never utter a single unnecessary word.
If it weren't for the need to avoid interfering with the normal gameplay and other players, he would have simply destroyed the game instance instead of coming in person.
With the target right in front of him, all he had to do was eliminate it.
Yan Sizhan stretched out his arm, and blue energy slowly condensed in his palm, causing sand and stones to fly around and the air to become oppressive.
Su Deng tried to pull Su Muye away, but under Yan Sizhan's watchful gaze, she was frozen in place, unable to move.
Dad could never hurt Mom, he's not Dad!
Su Muye bit her lip, looking at Yan Sizhan with deep sadness.
If he survives, he will never let his mother and father be together again!
"etc!"
Just as Yan Sizhan was about to strike, Su Deng suddenly spoke.
"No need to rush." Yan Sizhan looked at her with his dark, unfathomable eyes. "You two can die together."
Even though it's about murder, it sounds strangely comforting.
“That’s not what I meant.” Su Deng rubbed the sore wound on her neck where he had pinched her, raising her eyebrows slightly. “You proposed to me a few days ago.”
Su Muye: "..."
What is Mom going to do?
"Propose marriage..." Yan Sizhan paused, a clear look of confusion flashing across his usually cold and ruthless face. "What is a proposal?"
Su Deng: "..."
Is this executive officer an idiot?
Su Deng remained calm. "In the last game instance, you proposed to me," she said, placing her hand on Su Muyue's shoulder. "He's our son. Are you going to kill him?"
Su Muye: "…………"
Su Muye: "??????"
Su Muye: "!!!!!!!"
Su Muye's pupils dilated.
Su Muye's eyes showed fear.
Su Muye's heart trembled.
Su Muye wanted to cover Su Deng's mouth.
Mom found out?!
impossible!
Qin Xian, who had followed down the mountain intending to watch the excitement, stumbled upon hearing these words and nearly fell off the roof.
“You lied very well,” Yan Sizhan said after a moment of silence, his voice cold and ethereal, “but I don’t believe it.”
Su Deng: "..."
You don't believe me? That's wonderful!
Su Muye breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had escaped a disaster!
He now felt that the person in front of him definitely didn't recognize his father!
The only difference between him and his father is their appearance, hair color, and earrings.
My father is gentle as water. He would never raise his voice to my mother, and he would never hesitate to sacrifice for her!
"Continue to purge heretics."
Yan Sizhan's black robe fluttered in the wind as he grabbed Su Muye's neck from a distance, lifting him into the air and closing his fingers together.
Su Muye didn't even have the strength to struggle. His face turned blue, and his big eyes started to roll upwards, with the whites of his eyes bulging out.
"Su Muye!" Su Deng's body was frozen in place, unable to move. She gritted her teeth and flew the dagger from her hand toward Yan Sizhan.
Yan Sizhan slowly raised his hand, his two pale and slender fingers with distinct bones steadily pinching the dagger that was thrust in front of him. With a slight force, the dagger broke in two between his fingers and fell to the ground.
Su Deng: "..."
Her seventy points!
Yan Sizhan's single glance could freeze and shatter the air; they were utterly powerless against him.
She couldn't just watch him kill Su Muye.
Then we'll have to resort to unorthodox methods.
If you win the gamble, you continue living.
If you lose the bet, you'll die and still win.
No loss whatsoever.
Su Deng took a deep breath, then raised her hand and said, "Wait!"
Yan Sizhan's gaze shifted to her. "Executors can't have children. Considering you're a player, I won't kill you."
Su Deng didn't respond to him. Instead, she gripped the jade pendant around her neck, broke the rope, and held it high in her hand. "Didn't you just ask me where the jade pendant came from?"
Yan Sizhan's gaze sharpened slightly, and he stopped killing Su Muye. His tone was as slow and mechanically cold as ever, "Where did you come from?"
Su Deng tilted her head slightly. "Come here and I'll tell you."
Yan Sizhan seemed genuinely curious. He withdrew his hand, which had been restraining Su Muye from a distance, leaving Su Muye trapped and suspended in mid-air. He then slowly walked over and stopped in front of Su Deng.
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