Quickly wear: The host is a frequent visitor to the rule of law column

Chapter 304 The development of the destiny heroine 24

33 Looking in through the door, the layout here is exactly the same as that of the previous dormitory, with sunlight shining through the small window.

Moyou stared at the sun in a daze, but this time she was not holding Mianmian, but herself.

When night fell, she lowered her head and raised the knife in her hand high.

"Host! No!"

33 patted the door eagerly, but Moyou inside seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.

This transparent door is like her heart, refusing outsiders to visit.

"Pfft."

Her knife stabbed the neck of "Moyou" in her arms, and blood spurted out like water from a pipe.

But this still didn't satisfy her, so she plunged in again and again as if to vent her anger.

Until daybreak, she threw the body in her arms aside casually, peering into the dazzling sunshine like a prisoner in a cage or a rat in the sewer.

And a "Moyou" appeared in her arms again, eyes closed tightly, waiting to be judged by fate.

33 Only then could he see clearly that in every corner of the room, there were piles of "Moyou" in different forms of death.

Their blood covered the entire room, like a red carpet covering the floor.

33 Taking a step closer, I noticed a wet feeling under my feet. When I lowered my head, I saw blood spilling out of the room.

"Host!" It banged on the door, "It's 33, I'm here to find you."

The people inside couldn't hear its sound at all, and she just waited for dark to kill herself.

Once she killed her kitten at night, and she herself died with the kitten that day.

The moon rises and sets, and the cycle continues.

The room became more and more cramped, and gradually only a small space was left. Gradually, even the window had to be covered.

33 went from slapping to banging, and it had never wanted more than just a system for viewing.

Seeing the host inside that was constantly hurting itself, it felt angry in its heart!

"Don't worry! Stop now and let me in!"

"Did you hear that? Don't worry!"

"Moyou! Host! Xiaoyou!" 33 banged on the door every time he shouted, and with the last sound, the transparent door shattered open.

33 was caught off guard and fell in. It scrambled to get up, pushed away the mountains of corpses around it, and stopped Moyou's movements.

She no longer held "Moyou" in her arms, and she pointed the sharp knife at herself, because she was the last Moyou.

33 He grabbed Moyou's wrist with both hands, opened her fingers, took off the sharp knife and threw it aside.

It held Moyou's face and wiped away the blood on it, "There's me, you still have me, I'll be with you."

Two lines of clear tears flowed from those empty and lifeless eyes, and they were warm and flowed into 33's palms.

No one wants to wallow in such despair all the time. Everyone wants to be saved and pulled, and Moyou is no exception.

So she put 33 in at the end.

33 Push those corpses to make an empty space.

It took out its own small handkerchief and wiped away the blood stains on Moyou's face and body bit by bit.

Just like the first time they met.

It looked at her being carried over by 01. She looked as dirty as a doll left in the trash can. It was it that cleaned her and changed her clothes.

Now 33 is doing the same thing.

It cleaned the room, wiped Moyou clean, put her into new clothes, and tied up her thick black hair.

Now its host is no longer the lunatic described by others, she is a princess who needs to be awakened.

But before that she wants to sleep for a while, because she is really tired, she wants to have a beautiful dream, and then embrace her new self.

Moyou closed her eyes, and her surroundings changed again as she fell asleep.

The narrow room disappeared and turned into a 33-system space.

It's bright, clean, and makes people happy just by looking at it.

33 was lying on the bedside, looking at Moyou's sleeping face, feeling both hopeful and anxious.

It couldn't help but pace back and forth, thinking about hiding it first and slowly revealing it to its host later...

No, it's okay even if the host doesn't know what it looks like, they have communicated like that before.

"33..."

Before it could figure out the reason, Mo You's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

33's body stiffened for a moment, then it slowly turned around and greeted dryly, "Xiaoyou, I'm 33."

It is afraid that the host will resist its name, and it is also afraid that the host will dislike its appearance.

Moyou got off the bed, and she just picked up 33 curiously, "It's so small. It's similar to my old doll."

33 fluttered his hands and feet feebly, and argued in a low voice, "How can you be so young? I am a very powerful Master 33..."

"33." Moyou's voice suddenly turned cold. She put 33 on her lap and made circles around its eyes with her fingers.

"Where are your eyes?"

33 subconsciously closed his eyes, although it was already too late.

It has no eyes. It would be better to say that it does not need eyes to provide vision at all. The eyes are more like decorations to it.

Therefore, it was also taken away by the 3333 system.

There was only chaos in its eyes.

Not only does it have eyes, it also has no hair.

It's like a newly assembled doll, with nothing else at all except the basic parts.

"Someone else took it away." 33 lowered its head and said dullly, but it immediately added, "I will buy it back in the future."

"I used to be pretty. Everyone said I was the prettiest. Once I buy back the old parts and put them back together, I will be back..."

Its hand tightly held the corner of Moyou's clothes, and it didn't even dare to look up when it spoke.

Moyou just touched its smooth head and said, "Well, I know, 33 is the best."

She rubbed the cracks on 33's arm with her fingers, pursed her lips, and smiled.

"Let's go, it's time to go out, some people may be anxious."

Moyou took 33's hand and walked in one direction.

With her departure, the space here collapsed and everything became nothingness.

As if feeling something, Moyou looked back.

Finally say goodbye to these memories.

"Wake up! Actually wake up!"

As soon as he woke up, he heard the voice of that old guy Bu Yuan. The corners of Mo You's mouth that had been subconsciously raised suddenly dropped.

She quickly glanced at the people around the bed and accurately found Mo Ling in the crowd.

One look at the other party's expression and it was clear that their plan had failed.

Bu Yuan couldn't wait to take Mo You's arm, "My little disciple, now that we are facing a crisis, are you willing to contribute to the common people in the world?"

Under his expectant gaze, Moyou opened his fingers and said, "Sorry, I don't want to."

Bu Yuan was not surprised to be rejected, but he looked at the gadget that appeared out of nowhere and wiped Moyou's hands with a livid face.

Are you treating him as something dirty?