Chapter 2 The man in white who is more beautiful than a woman
Wen Xiaoyun cried miserably, "Don't be so cruel, okay? I will go back and revise all my works now. If you really beat me to death, their world will really be hopeless, okay~~"
The system was silent for half a second, and then suddenly said: "Go to the river within three minutes and roll up enough soil to blend into a human form. It can also transfer your original body through the remaining breath in the gap in time and space."
Before the system finished speaking, the green and gray soil balls in the mud pit shot out with a whooshing sound, and shot straight into the long river outside the woods like arrows!
Wen Xiaoyun burst into tears. Regardless of whether it was true or not, let’s catch up with this for two minutes before talking~
Fortunately, her ashes were not ordinary ashes. They flew at an astonishing speed and rushed into the beautiful mother river with sparkling waves in less than half a minute.
"Don't wade too deep. Choose a place where the water bank intersects with the most mud and the freshest water." The system kindly reminded you.
Wen Xiaoyun picked a shallow water area with the most silt and plunged into it.
Even though he was turned into a handful of ashes, Wen Xiaoyun still felt a sharp pain as if his skull had been smashed.
So, after a struggle in the mud, the development of things returned to the beginning of the story. Wen Xiaoyun emerged from the mud and saw the wonderful scene of the beautiful man in white breaking the water.
Of course, if someone hadn't put a knife to his neck, it would have been a better feeling.
The blade was so sharp that a small opening was opened on the neck, and a drop of blood dripped down.
Wen Xiaoyun hissed in pain, what the hell is this?
However, she still pretended to be calm on the surface, looking sideways to feel the aura of the person behind her, and said nothing.
It's not because she's calm, it's just because she's afraid of being killed if she says the wrong thing~
Her inexplicable movements, in the eyes of the knife-wielding man behind her, were so unfathomable that one could not figure out the details.
The man with the duck's voice was a first-rate master, and no movement within a radius of three feet could escape his ears.
Especially on this waterfront, we have repeatedly checked to make sure that no one is lurking.
After the master got into the water, he turned his back to the river and stood on the bank to be careful and alert.
But just like that, at the most critical moment when the owner came out of the water, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
This shock frightened him greatly. If the master was harmed in the slightest, it would not be enough to pay for the lives of his entire family.
What's even more surprising is that this assassin emerged directly from the mud.
He had already checked the shoal. The water was clear and shallow, and the banks were flat. There was no way it could hide a large living person.
To escape his eyes and ears and avoid his inspection, this person must be an unparalleled master. His skill is probably far superior to his own.
Thinking of this, sweat dropped from the forehead of the knife holder.
It happened that the other party didn't seem to care about the threat to him at all. Even when his neck was cut open, he didn't show any emotion. He looked away calmly as usual, which made him even more vigilant.
Is it possible that this sludge assassin is planning some killer move?
He unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife, held his breath, and stared at the mud man in front of him.
In fact, the truth about Wen Xiaoyun at this time is:
She was yelling loudly at the system with her brain waves crashing, "Fuck the system, didn't you point me to this place? Why is there someone taking a shower in front of me, and there are bodyguards behind me who are fiercely trying to chop me down?"
At this time, the system was silent and there was no response.
Wen Xiaoyun burst into tears.
The world is not worth it and the system is unreliable~
Walking in the world, only you can protect yourself from being knifed~
Wen Xiaoyun quickly changed his mind and thought about a way to escape.
Did the handsome guy in the water and the killer behind him see her transformation into mud?
If she saw it, how should she explain it?
Will he be caught as a monster and taken to make elixirs?
If she hadn't seen it, how could she have confessed so that people would believe that she was just an innocent passerby?
The young man in white clothes in the river also realized the abnormality on the bank and turned his head to look back to examine the unexpected situation.
Wen Xiaoyun's eyes wandered unconsciously, and happened to meet his gaze.
His eyes were cold, and his hands quickly picked up the clothes that had fallen off his shoulders.
Wen Xiaoyun's heart suddenly tightened.
The man was dressed in white, with the blue sky above him and the clear and soft water beneath him. The clean and clear sunlight slanted through his beautiful silhouette, creating a dreamy halo.
It really looks like a fairy elf carved from warm mutton-fat white jade.
However, this beautiful scene did not last for three seconds before it was interrupted by a violent cough from the man.
Wen Xiaoyun and the knife-wielder behind her were both startled.
"Young Master——" the knife-wielding man's voice was urgent, as if he wanted to fly over immediately.
The man in white clothes pressed his forehead and temples with one hand, and grabbed the skirt of his clothes with the other hand. He coughed until his face turned red, and he half-bent over in pain.
Wen Xiaoyun glanced for a moment, and instantly seized the rare opportunity when the knife wielder's attention was distracted. He tilted his body and hid away from the fatal blade.
The man holding the knife was furious, but worried about his young master, so he finally pulled away his feet, took off his coat, and hurried forward, temporarily sparing Wen Xiaojun's life.
Wen Xiaoyun turned around and ran away without saying a word.
But when she turned around, she found that there were several men with knives appearing on the shore. Their uniforms were exactly the same as the one who had just kidnapped her.
He blocked all her escape routes with murderous intent.
It seems that the drake just let him go, not because he doesn't care, but because there are reinforcements behind him.
I have no martial arts skills at all, and I don’t have any cheats. If I force my way through, it’s basically like getting someone killed.
Wen Xiaoyun gasped, turned around decisively, and stood in the direction of the man in white on the water. His brain was spinning rapidly, trying to find the possibility of self-rescue.
In this desperate situation where the enemy is absolutely strong and we are weak, in order to find a way to save ourselves, we must find out the opponent's weaknesses.
To find out the other party's weaknesses, you need to find out their thoughts and purposes.
Wen Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly lit up.
She appeared in the mud on the shore to find her own entity, and why did the man in white appear in the river?
bath?
It was clearly late autumn here, and the temperature was very low. He looked like a sick child at first glance, and he was of high status, so he probably wouldn't take a bath in such crude conditions.
Then why was he soaking in the water?
Almost in a flash of lightning, Wen Xiaoyun saw the casserole on the bonfire on the shore, the reddish cheeks of the boy in white, and the hand firmly pressing his temples when he coughed.
Soon enough, while Wen Xiaoyun was thinking, a group of guards with swords from behind had already rushed towards her, pulled out their swords, and surrounded her.
In times of crisis, Wen Xiaoyun's self-esteem as the creator of dozens of comic worlds suddenly rose.
After all, he is also a senior cartoonist. To these cartoon worlds, he is a god-like existence.
Since he is a god, how can he be panicked?
Thinking of this, she completely calmed down, followed the way the young man in white had done before, looked around at the guards coldly, calmly bowed in the direction of the young man in white, and spoke slowly.