[MTL, BL] Kidnapped an NPC in The Game

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Qi Zhuang looked at him without speaking, those clear eyes just looked at him intently, as if full of affection.

"In front of you, I'm not."

He stretched out his hand and touched Lin Qiu's neck.

Lin Qiu thought that Qi Zhuang might break his neck in the next second, and then throw his body in a corner to wait for the next player to find it, causing them to panic and arouse their vigilance.

But he knew that Qi Zhuang would not do this.

He looked at Qi Zhuang with this inexplicable confidence, his eyes were calm and proud.

"You ah you."

Qi Zhuang sighed softly, he gently pulled the muscles on his face and evoked a smile, he knew that Qi Zhuang would not...

"Qizhuang!"

He widened his eyes and looked at A very thin silk thread wrapped around Qi Zhuang's slender neck and tightly restrained his flesh.

The scarecrow made of hay was like an executioner. It stuck behind Qi Zhuang, wrapped around his limbs and tried to break his neck.

"Lin Qiu... You have to understand that this world is made up of rules, and others can't violate it... You can't either..."

Lin Qiu's eyes turned scarlet, why did everyone tell him this, why all Everyone wants to control him.

"No, I won't accept it!"

His body was tensed into a bow that would break with a single pull, and the invisible restraint penetrated deep into his skin. Even though the muscles all over his body were almost paralyzed, Lin Qiu still stubbornly resisted.

The neck of Qi Zhuang on the opposite side has been deformed by strangulation, and the flesh has been cut by silk threads, but not a drop of blood seeps.

He didn't resist and was willing to endure it all.

Lin Qiuqing's veins bulged, and when the violence in his heart reached the limit, the imprisonment was lifted, he raised his gloomy eyes, and his body exuded an uncontrollable aura.

The scarecrow behind Qi Zhuang felt that Lin Qiu was out of control, and the withered grass around Qi Zhuang was a little loose, but because of the rules of the game, it had to complete the punishment it deserved.

Lin Qiu walked over step by step, grabbed the scarecrow hard, and tore the dead grass on it as if to vent his anger.

The scarecrow was affected and wanted to escape with fear, but was soon caught by Lin Qiu and pulled back.

The tightly bound withered grass on its body was violently disintegrated by Lin Qiu. There was excitement and pleasure in his eyes, and his movements became more and more uncontrollable, as if he was eager to destroy something, and his whole person exuded strong malice.

It wasn't until the ground was covered with messy grass clippings that Lin Qiu stopped panting heavily.

He stood crooked, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, which overlapped with the surly teenager in the pond.

"I've never been cured,"

he said to the shadow.

The young man hooked his fingers at him, his eyes resolute and indifferent.

"Lin Qiu."

Qi Zhuang looked at this kind of Lin Qiu, and his eyebrows were twisted into a rope. Such Lin Qiu was too destructive, as if he had released a beast in his heart.