I Was Once a Legend

The author has something to say: Tips before reading: This article captures half of the perspective, cp is Dong Zheng x Cui Zuojing

The remaining hatred is a foreshadowing.

About the younger brother: It takes time for the character to grow. No one is born in the cloud. The younger brother will transform into a reliable teammate in a short time.

Answer about blood contract: This time the attack was saved only by the situation of sharing the injury. The attack also used the blood contract to use its ability to provide many gains for the receiving, and saved the suffering in times of crisis.

The only compulsory right to attack the blood contract was to use the blood contract before the blood contract was lifted. He used the blood contract to hope that the relationship between the two would never change.

The whole blood contract is more like a form to promote the plot. It is hung with a title. There is no compulsion between the attack and the attack. [The attack has never been forced to experience, never], the two have equal physical and mental respect for each other.With the role of a guide as a guide, you can think of the receiver as a drug trapped in a ring, and attack as Xiao Yan who has obtained this opportunity.

If you are thundered, I hope you don’t scold me for it. I’m just a small author who honestly writes about things I like. Please let us know each other.If you don’t like to accept it, it can only show that this is not a story for you, and please don’t make strange comments in the comment area that distort the content of the article.

If it is acceptable, then welcome to the pure white realm, I am your guide, ██.

The world has gone barren along time, and you and I are believers in entropy.

——████

Cui Zuojing opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked out of the window. It was still a pure white outside. If it wasn't for the rumble of passing the rails, he could not even judge whether the train was still running-in this space without any reference objects, the concept of movement Seems to be blurred.

Cui Zuojing glanced away with a glance.

He habitually glanced at the pocket watch, the pointer stopped at 1.37, and he hasn't moved since he entered here.

It is unclear how long the train travels in the pure white ground.

Except that he was empty in the carriage, the white cat curled up in the seat next to it, sleeping soundly, the fur tarnished due to aging, and the rounded body fell with the breath.

Cui Zuojing moved a little, moved a little stiff muscles, and closed his eyes again.

Three days ago, he said goodbye to his parents and younger sister, and took the cat that had been gone for a long time. He stole from the baby's dream and returned to this pure white world, which had been away for eight years, and boarded the train that had been waiting for it.

Does the queen know that he is back?

Cui Zuojing slept sleepily, and the vague dream that had entangled him for eight years finally became clear again.

The faces of the past who died or were imprisoned forever flashed in front of him, including himself.

No one knows when the train stopped.

The first to be discovered was the white cat. Its body is too old, and even sleeping has become a burden, but this time is different. In his sleep, he suddenly felt that his body became much lighter.

After waking up, he stared at the red house of the circus not far from the window for a few seconds, extended his paw and patted Cui Zuojing's shoulder: "Meow--"

Cui Zuojing was awakened by it and rubbed his eyes. At the moment when he managed to escape eight years ago, he was hit by the Queen’s last curse. Time was frozen forever at the age of sixteen, and has been a teenager ever since.

The white cat flicked its tail and said, "It's here."

Cui Zuojing was stunned, and could not believe his ears: "Uncle, you..."

"The power of the curse gradually disappeared, and the power of time in your body began to affect me." The white cat stood on the small table in front of Cui Zuojing, pacing gracefully. It shook his ears, and the fur did not know when to miraculously change. It was smooth and oily, and the deep male voice with a strong Russian accent, "We are really back."

Cui Zuojing immediately hugged it and kissed the little pink nose of the white cat, excitedly unable to restrain: "That's really great."

The white cat smiled and pushed his face with his paws, tilting his head back and said, "Okay, get off the train, the train doesn't know how long it will stop."

"I bet we will leave when we get out of the car." Cui Zuojing held the cat and stood up, scratching his neck smoothly, causing the white cat to squint and raise his head with pleasure.

Along the open door of the carriage, you can see no one else on the whole train.Cui Zuojing got out of the car and just stood still. The door behind him slowly closed, and the train started again silently as it appeared.

Watching the train go away and shrink into a small spot, and finally disappeared at the end of the railroad track, Cui Zuojing turned around and walked towards the red house not far in front of him.Such a bright color suddenly appeared in the pure white space, which made people feel dazzling.

The red and white circus canopy hung with the same bright banners, which were written in screaming style:

[Hell Circus, take you to hell!

The repressed infinite whiteness, the abrupt circus shed and the thrilling banner really make the timid people scream, but for Cui Zuojing, it can only arouse his secret nostalgia.

As soon as Cui Zuojing approached, the heavy curtain of the shed was lifted from the inside, and the clown with white paint on his face was drilled out, and the two of them just met.

The clown is nearly two meters tall. His exaggerated muscles are breaking the black suit. His face is full of flesh. The smiling lips painted in red paint are grinning all the way to the roots of the ears. The eyes are painted with red four-pointed stars with red noses. Exaggerated makeup can scare a group of children on the street.

Seeing that Cui Zuojing was coming, the clown grinned and bowed like a gentleman, withdrawing the invitation letter from his chest pocket, and handed Cui Zuojing with both hands.

Cui Zuojing held the cat in one hand and took it. After looking down, he heard the clown shouting with hoarse voice: "Welcome to the pure white world! This is the nightmare of the world, the gambler's paradise, as long as you have There are enough chips to satisfy any of your wishes! If you leave before the end of the game, we will charge a certain fee as a loss fee, for example-your life!"

"So now, please show your chips."

"Wait later." Cui Zuojing passed straight from him, bowed his curtains, and walked into the tent. He looked around quietly for a week and asked, "Is there water?"

"Sorry, the reason for the work, the opening repertoire is necessary." The clown came behind him and poured two glasses of water after he reached the bar. "Will Victor have something to eat?"

The clown was too heavy, and every step of falling down the wooden floor made an overwhelming squeak. Cui Zuojing sat down in the high chair in front of the bar.

This is a small room similar to the front desk. There are many large-color blocks of Impressionist paintings on the wall. Except for the bar and two sofas, there are only many doors left, eight closed, visible from the only open door. At the corner of the circus performance stage, there was no one in the audience.

The white cat named Victor jumped from Cui Zuojing's arms to the bar: "Is it canned?"

"Want to feed the lion's meat?"

Victor lowered his head and drank: "Forget it, I don't like eating raw meat."

"I expected you would come back at this time, waiting for you for a long time." The clown stretched out his radish-like fingers and carefully touched Victor's ear.The white cat couldn't resist the instinct of his body and rubbed in his palm.

"Has Victor always been like this?"

Cui Zuojing: "Well, my uncle has always looked like this since he left here. His cat's body is gradually aging in the real world, and it's not been much time, so I decided to come back."

The clown sighed: "It's not a good time for you to come back. The queen has completely controlled the pure white realm. No one dares to resist her-no. It should be said that since the end of the pilgrimage, all the people who tried to resist her have died. Or be trapped in a monster box forever, only five of you are still alive."

Cui Zuojing did not move: "Since I have the ability to resist her for the first time, I can come for the second and third time. But this time, I want her life."

"I will do my best to help you." The clown pointed to the invitation letter in Cui Zuojing's hand. "That is a prisoner card specially prepared for you. You can be temporarily undetected by the queen. Without recovery, and carrying the curse of the prisoner of time, it is necessary to fight for a little time for rest and recuperation."

"Thanks." Cui Zuojing ripped open the surface of the invitation letter two or three times, and poured out a black-gold card from the inside, empty above it.

Joker: "If you put blood on the card, if someone uses it, you will be summoned and signed a contract. Now the player holding the black gold card is basically not a waiter, and it is likely to be a help for your actions."

Cui Zuojing didn't hesitate, his thumb and nail gently stroked on the belly of his index finger, and a blood bead rolled out of the wound. When he gently raised his hand, the drop of blood automatically fell on the card surface and merged into it silently. .

The card burst into a dazzling light momentarily, huge energy fluctuations blow Cui Zuojing's broken hair in front of him, and all the bottles on the wine cabinet are unstable.The white cat propped up its ears alertly, and under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, the wonderful bloody lines were automatically drawn a little bit.

Halfway through the drawing, the clown said: "Name yourself a prisoner."

Cui Zuojing figured out what name to use on the train: "Arabidopsis thaliana."

The moment his words fell, the energy fluctuation reached its peak, and the golden light shrouded Cui Zuojing.After five seconds, everything suddenly subsided, and the card fell on the bar with a clock-like pattern on the back.

"The wheel of destiny signifies a brand new beginning." The joker picked up the card and turned it over to the front. The card face was a plain weed, which read "Arabidopsis thaliana".

Cui Zuojing loosed his breath and put his scratched finger in his mouth to suck the blood away, vaguely saying: "I've always been lucky, but what about my uncle?"

The clown scratched Victor's chin: "After you have determined the owner of the prisoner card, Victor can sign a contract as a summoning beast, this body is not his, and you cannot become a prisoner like you."

"Yes." Cui Zuojing pulled the card from the clown and put it in his pants pocket. "I want to change 500 points."

"What?"

"The old look, my feelings, it should be worth it."

Victor immediately broke free from the clown and dissuaded: "Don't do this, you will regret it."

"It's okay uncle." Cui Zuojing said softly, "If you lose your life, it's useless to have feelings, and it's likely to interfere with my judgment at a critical time."

Seeing that he had decided, the clown turned to take an empty bottle from the wine cabinet and unplug the cork: "Emotions can be very cheap or expensive. In the same way, this is not the first time I have spoken to you. I will take away your feelings at the price of 500 points, and when you regret it, you can come to me to redeem it."

"Not needed for a short time." Cui Zuojing closed his eyes, and the clown clasped the bottle on his forehead. A colorful light floated from the teenager's forehead and was sucked in.

The clown couldn't help asking more: "Doesn't even need friendship to stay?"

"No." Cui Zuojing opened his eyes. "As long as there are enough interests, the relationship between people will naturally be maintained."

The clown silently re-plugged the cork, and the little colorful light panicked through the bottle, trying to return to Cui Zuojing.

Cui Zuojing looked at it and frowned to endure the pain of the missing soul. When he said goodbye to his family, the tears in his eyes and the tears of his parents and sisters, and he and Fu Zhe And crazy, watching Victor's pain of aging day by day... all faded away with the deprivation of feelings, leaving only an empty heart and a monstrous hatred for the queen.

The young boy once burned his flaming eyes and calmed down. Cui Zuojing gently pressed his chest and let out a long breath.

Okay, now he is invincible.

Victor looked at him worriedly, and Cui Zuojing shook his head to signal that he was okay and was about to speak. The card in his pocket suddenly burst into a dazzling bloody light.

The gusty wind rolled up around the face of the card, blowing the goblet that Cui Zuojing drank steadily, and fell off the table.

"Why! Just completed the prisoner ritual, how could someone choose to summon!"

The clown shouted in panic. He and Victor reached out at the same time to catch, but one step later, the figure of the teenager was completely engulfed in the light, and they only caught a handful of light spots.

Victor murmured angrily, leaving a long line of scratches on the bar.

When no one responded, Cui Zuojing was summoned into the monster box by the prisoner card.

Snapped--!

The blown goblet fell to the ground and shattered the ground.

Victor raised his paw and raised his forehead sadly.

"God... I still have a lot of things to tell him." The clown murmured.

at the same time.

Cui Zuojing was summoned off guard. He just opened his eyes from the dazzling light, and saw the unconscious man leaning on the tree trunk in front of him, and his blood all over the floor.

The tall boy knelt beside him, holding one of his hands tightly, the black-gold prisoner card in the man's hand was burning, but the flame was not hot.

The blood on his hand became a burning material. The young man looked at Cui Zuojing still trapped in the light, gritted his teeth, and drew a rune in the air holding the man's hand.

Cui Zuojing's eyes widened suddenly.

It is blood contract!

He screamed badly, and immediately threw himself up, violently knocking down the cards in the hands of men—

But at this moment, the young man made the final stroke, and the blood-colored lines emerged from the man's fingers across the air, bursting out two rays of light, which were shot into Cui Zuojing and the man's chest.

——The blood contract is completed.

Cui Zuojing snorted, and a strange sense of connection with the comatose man immediately appeared in his heart, accompanied by unbearable severe pain, he had a few deep deep on his right waist, shoulders and left legs The heavy wound, corresponding to this, miraculously reduced the wound on the man, and the sword wound on his shoulder that almost split his back was no longer bleeding.

Cui Zuojing finally couldn't help but shouted and shouted, holding the wound that appeared out of nowhere: "I fuck!"

He was so angry that he lost all his senses at once, rushed up and punched the teenager in the face!

Cui Zuojing was too fast, and the teenager didn't react at all. He took a punch and screamed, immediately screamed, and screamed with a nosebleed, fell to the ground in embarrassment with his nose, and tried to fight back.

Cui Zuojing ignored him, and immediately grabbed the man's hand. The card was sticking to his hand and could not be torn.Cui Zuojing picked up the knife that fell from the boy at his feet and forced to separate the cards.

"No!" The teenager immediately hugged Cui Zuojing's leg.

"You get away!" Cui Zuojing kicked him away, and the teenager hugged him again, desperately blocking him, shouting: "He will die!"

Cui Zuojing snarled in a louder voice than him: "Do I ask him if he will die if he has formed a blood contract!"

When the two were fighting, the bloody eyelashes of the unconscious man twitched slightly and opened his eyes slowly.

A little golden light flashed across the card, disappearing into his dark eyes and disappearing.

Cui Zuojing and the young boy stopped their fists and looked at him as if they were dominated by commands that could not be heard.

At the moment when the eyes met, Cui Zuojing was startled, and then uncontrollably released the hand holding the collar of the teenager. The influence of the blood contract was more profound than he imagined, and the idea from the man was very clear. Into Cui Zuojing's brain.

-Don’t hurt him!

Cui Zuojing quickly broke his teeth and froze for a long while. Finally, he could not resist the restraint of the blood contract rules and let go.

The teenager immediately coughed violently over his throat, staggering a few steps against the tree, staring at Cui Zuojing with panic and vigilance.

The man who was wounded just now stood up slowly with a wound on his waist and abdomen. When he saw the strange boy with scars in front of him, he frowned and raised his left hand.

On the back of his hand, there is a prisoner's coat of arms representing the blood contract.

He instantly understood everything, glanced at Dong Linhai who helped him sign the blood contract, and the breath was still weak. He said to Cui Zuojing: "Sorry, the blood contract signed with you was only due to circumstances. Linhai just wanted to save me."

Cui Zuojing looked at him coldly and did not speak.

The blood contract is the most relevant kind of prisoner's contract. Under the restriction of the blood contract, the injury suffered by the owner will be transferred to the prisoner to a certain extent; in the case of paying a certain body as a sacrifice, there are three orders for the prisoner Of absolute command; and the prisoner cannot subjectively hurt the master.

He will always be tied to this person until the end of his life.

When Cui Zuojing was just called, he was forced to bear the man's injury, and he was unhappy in his heart.But until now, there is no remedy.

He can only hope that this guy who signed the blood contract with him is a reliable guy.

"I was badly injured, and I would die if I didn't do this. I just wanted to live." The man coughed a few times while covering his mouth, and blood foam leaked through his fingers. He pointed his fingers before they even got up. The boy said, "My name is Dong Zheng, this is my brother Dong Linhai."

Cui Zuojing hugged his chest with his face expressionless, and still did not speak.

The boy summoned by him seems to be only 16 or 7 years old. Dong Zheng looked down at the card in his hand and slowly pronounced the name of Cui Zuojing's prisoner: "Arabidopsis?"

Dong Linhai did not understand what he was saying: "Ah?"

"A plant commonly used in genetics research." Dong Zheng whispered to him, he raised his eyes to Cui Zuojing, took a deep breath, and said, "Since this is already the case, then go with us, I will Treat you well."

Cui Zuojing suddenly smiled.

He looks good himself, and is 16 years old again. His smile is innocent and full of confusion.When no one came back, he stepped forward and punched Dong Linhai on his stomach!

Linhai "wow" vomited a bit of sour water.

"I can't hurt you, but I can beat your younger brother, if it's not him, how could I be here now?" Cui Zuojing smiled to Dong Zheng: "If you don't want your younger brother to be killed by me, don't use this Talk to me in a commanding tone."

The air once again fell into a terrible silence, Dong Zheng clearly saw the madness and desperate cruelty thunderstorm brewing in the eyes of the teenager.

He suddenly understood that Cui Zuojing's words were not just for talking.

Unknown birds in the forest groaned with ridicule. There was no wind, and it was sultry as if a heavy rain was about to come, even the insects could not hear.

Dong Zheng will slam up and Linhai, who will beat Cui Zuojing, and Cui Zuojing for a long time, first to give in: "Okay, I won't talk to you in that tone anymore, thank you for helping me bear it Injury, the situation is critical now, it is better for us to leave here first."

Cui Zuojing took a deep breath and tried to calm down his anger.The blood contract is not the most terrible, as long as this person is not a fool, if it goes well, it may become his right-hand man.

He finally began to observe the surroundings, but at a glance, he determined the general types of monster boxes. There are many kinds of boxes in this forest copy. The types are nothing more than puzzle solving and escape.

The forest looks like it is in the subtropics, and the trees and leaves are extremely lush, completely blocking the already dim moonlight.It was dark in the forest, and only the lantern hanging from the trunk glowed faintly, illuminating this small area.

The body of a crow at the feet had rotted and maggots, and the bloody breath of the three people attracted many blood-sucking insects.With the help of Linhai, Dong Zheng simply bandaged the wound and raised Cang Zuojing, "Do you need help?"

The fatal injury was spread to the two people without serious injuries.Cui Zuojing took the bandage and dealt with it briefly, but for no reason, helping the stranger to bear the pain still made him extremely uncomfortable.

Dong Zheng took off the Lantern and looked down at the previously obtained map: "Leave here as soon as possible. Something has been chasing us. It is very sensitive to light and sound and will be discovered in a short time."

"No." Cui Zuojing looked to the left, where there was a sound of grass blades being tossed.After a few seconds, a pair of eyes glowed scarlet at the end of the darkness.

"It has been chased over."