The puppets' stage play

Chapter 290 Walking with your back, your heart facing the light

"It should be said that this is as expected..."

Bang, bang.

Pulling out the last button of the collar, he turned his eyes back from the distance, exhaled a breath of white breath, and faced the floor-to-ceiling round mirror in front of him. The mirror reflected the appearance of a man.

The dark blue 'brocade' top, matched with the black pants without a trace of color on the lower body, and the metal boots suddenly came together, making a slightly loud sound in the empty room.

"...It's really ugly." He stared at the face and spoke sharp words.

"Haha, even a great leader like Zhou will have a moment when he hates himself?" Suddenly, a cold and sarcastic voice came from behind. It was a arrogant voice as if he was standing at the foot of a mountain overlooking others.

But he was no stranger to the owner of this voice. During this period, or even longer ago, he had a deep personal relationship with him.

Zhou Wen turned around and looked at the person with calm black eyes.

"Luther, how's the plan going?"

She has dark purple hair that looks like it has been dyed with darkness, and one or two strands of bright red hair on the temples. Her green-yellow eyes that are like turbid liquid are staring here, and she is wearing gorgeous clothes that can be called cumbersome.

The symbol composed of a purple horn and a long red snake shimmered slightly on the sleeves, which symbolized the family name representing glory, and the dark green robe looked extremely dark.

"It's just a little trouble. Overall, it went very smoothly. Haha, that arrogant idiot. If it weren't for his cover-up, our operation wouldn't have been so smooth."

Luther's eyes flashed with mockery, and a look of disdain appeared on his face. In the final analysis, that kind of guy can only be regarded as an old guy who has been eliminated. It is simply wishful thinking to try to cooperate with them.

"Fa Jie...he really doesn't understand."

Zhou Wen whispered the person's name, and then shook his head with a faint expression. He must have been caught by the person who has been watching them here.

Also having the memory of that era, Fa Jie thought that that person would not care so much about this, and besides, he was also an impatient guy in nature.

Therefore, Fa Jie ignored some of the contradictions and made a desperate choice to go out with all his troops from the beginning.

But he didn't think so. After so many years, he knew in his heart that unless that person believed that they were not a threat, or unless they were arrested, it would be simply fanciful to expect that person to relax their attention here.

"Speaking of..." Luther suddenly lowered his voice, looked around with hidden eyes, and the expression on his face became cautious, "Are you okay here...?"

"Why do you think it is now?" Zhou Wen looked at the other party and said in an extremely calm tone, "Only when the war officially starts and that person has no time to distract can we successfully implement our plan."

"You are really despicable. Are you actually holding that person back?" Luther stared at Zhou Wen with a sneer on his face. He raised his head slightly and glanced sideways. He had a noble demeanor around him. Revealed.

"Both each other, each other, as the current patriarch of the Jade Saint's family, aren't you also working with me to betray the Federation?"

Zhou Wen spoke softly, but pointed his spearhead straight at the opponent.

"Haha, the instructor is really good at joking. I am clearly working so hard for the Federation. Didn't you say so? Let us, oh, no, let the Federation become the true master of the universe."

Luther wore a mask called a smile, and his voice became softer.

"Could it be that you are lying to me?!" Then, the sound was like a heavy rock falling to the ground, and it came like a tsunami in an instant. The cold face looked here, without concealing the cold look in his eyes.

"So." Zhou Wen looked directly into the other party's cloudy green eyes, "We just need to work harder, don't we?"

Luther stared deeply at Zhou Wen, trying to get some clues from that calm face. After a long time, he breathed out and his expression became solemn.

"Don't forget your promise. The Siyate family can give up on me as proof of terminating the contract with you, but you can't. You and I must keep going and get the final victory."

"Let us make this war more intense until it reaches its climax, and then we gain everything."

Lu Yao glanced at the silent Zhou Wen again, then turned around and walked outside in a manner worthy of his family's name.

Zhou Wen watched the figure leave, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"A miserable person bound by fame..." Vaguely, he remembered the careless man of the past. Would he then see himself looking like this in the future?

He shook his head and suppressed a trace of sourness in his heart. That was not something he should worry about. He turned around and walked to a corner. In the slightly dim shadow, a vague shadow gradually emerged.

He squatted down, slowly dragged it to a bright place, and looked at the thing. It was a rectangular ancient wooden box.

"..." Silently, he counted dots in the middle of the box without any gaps and entered the preset password pattern. A square cover rose up in the middle of the box and bounced upward. He pressed down harder.

click!

The box immediately responded and unfolded in all directions, revealing what was hidden inside. It was a piece of dark clothing covered with patches and dust. It was placed smoothly on the inside and was placed there with great care.

"........."

His fingers froze in mid-air, just looking at the dress blankly, his fingertips trembling slightly, obviously he was very close, but he couldn't move any further.

"I..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't say the words he wanted to say the most.

Ding ding ding, dong.

Half a minute later, an alarm bell sounded inside the box, and then, the box surface immediately closed inward, and finally, under Zhou Wen's silent gaze, it changed back to its original appearance.

"..." He pushed it back into the shadow in silence. Under his gaze, it seemed as if it had been swallowed by something, losing all traces.

"So, it must change." A dry tone came out of his mouth, words filled with hatred and determination.

He raised his head and looked at the crack in the door with a hint of light in the distance.

"...It's not closed properly, Luther."

The sky outside was still blue.

"w!!!!"

Cheers kept piercing their ears, and everyone looked there with a smile on their face. Their eyes, hearts, and souls were occupied by that figure. It was really dazzling.

It was cold, biting to the bone, and my body was constantly trembling, as if I was alone in the ice and snow.

Everyone, everyone is not looking here. Even if the hood comes off, even if she stands up, she is not visible in people's eyes.

She has been forgotten.

Should we be happy? Should we be congratulated? Why?

Because, did she do what she didn't do?

However, everyone has obviously worked so hard, why is it like this...

["That is obviously your thing, something that only you and your teammates should have, but it was taken away by that guy."]

Taken away...is that right?

["Yes, look at that ugly posture and despicable words. That person is trying to erase your former glory. It is simply the behavior of the devil."]

The pink eyes looked forward. Just as the voice said, it was a cheer. Even though the whole audience was cheering and other people were crowding around, their expressions remained unchanged, just looking into the distance.

That one isn't even looking here, but people are still cheering for her...so disgusting...

Pa pat, the feeling of retching surged into his throat, as if his brain had gone blank.

"That's great, you are the top 'idol'——"

Bang, in the midst of the uproar, he waved his fist involuntarily, easily making the noisy sound disappear. Then, the sound coming here became stronger, and the turbulent airflow was aimed at this side.

It's so noisy... She couldn't help but frown, but she still looked over there. She had to do it for everyone.

The sound kept coming, and the world in front of him became dim, and then, a bunch of messy color blocks piled up in front of him, which looked very unsightly.

"I will...work hard...so..."

The once extremely abundant strength once again surged out of her weak hands and feet. Even her breathing was filled with a trace of burning arrogance. She smiled. This was everyone's response to her.

So, she opened her hand, and the obstacles in front of her were immediately swept into the sky. The remaining color blocks immediately moved away, as if a queue was vacated, making way for her.

"I am an idol, and everyone is looking forward to it, so I can't give up."

Confusing words continued to come out of her mouth, and she clasped her hands together as she recalled her old posture. She had to remain elegant at all times, which was different from that impostor.

"I am the real one, you are the fake one."

"... Let's stop here. If you just back off, I can forgive you." Even the words contained a sigh, "Yan Shaoyao, if you still have a little consciousness." If so, just wake up."

The pink pupils shrank suddenly, and the world full of color patches in front of her suddenly collapsed. The scene in front of her flashed. A sighing Miriam stood in front of her, and behind her was the 'fake'.

And those guys with cold eyes who called themselves idol guards looked at this side with the eyes of dangerous people, without hiding the hostility on their faces.

Pa da, facing that kind of sight, he couldn't help but step back.

Why,... No, they were deceived, and I had to protect them.

Standing at attention again, she looked at those people and walked over there.

"It doesn't matter, I'm here, so you don't have to worry anymore-"

"Shut up, you murderer, look what you have done, stay where you are now, don't live up to the sacred name you once had!" Yu Sheng looked here with a cold face, his face seemed to be covered by frost. Same.

"As a former saint, you should be ashamed and stop fooling around." The tall figure looked at this side with a particularly gloomy tone.

The only five white-robed figures left looked here, with a trace of resistance and a trace of undetectable compassion in their originally firm eyes.

It was not a look at an idol, but more like a look at some poor person. There was no doubt that in their eyes, the woman in front of them was no longer the saint they once admired.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't do this. I, I, I really admired you..."

The hoarse, trembling voice came from behind her, and her body suddenly trembled. It was a voice that she was extremely familiar with.

The saliva in her mouth was stuck in her throat. She took a deep breath and turned her head slightly in the sight of the guard with a hostile look in front of her and the helpless Miriam beside her, who was still blocking her in front of her.

The man was pale, vomiting blood, his upper body was sunken, and fell into people's arms like a rag. However, his black eyes were still looking here, with a look of grief on his face. .

She stared blankly at that person. In her memory, that person had always been looking at her from the corner of the audience. At the same time, he was also one of her first few fans.

"It can't be like this, it can't be. Are your brilliance and your words all lies?" The man burst into tears, crying like a child. Even so, he was still watching here.

As he talked, the people around him looked at him with hostile eyes, not hiding the dissatisfaction on their faces.

"This is the famous idol from the past. Bah, it's really embarrassing."

"Haha, I understand. If this person has a name, it will be nothing more than that. Who cares what you think."

"I don't think she deserves the title of idol."

Strange gazes kept coming, and people with injuries on their bodies looked at this side, some with regret on their faces, some with silence on their faces, and most of them looked at this side with disgust.

"Although we are generally evil regardless of strength, there is no doubt that you no longer have that glory."

Listening to the voice coming from Mirian behind her, she couldn't help but lower her head, which had been raised high. Her face suddenly became stunned, and the turbid, quagmire-like dark red air spread in her hands.

She looked around in a panic, but was shocked to find that the light she once had was gone, and now she had this dark red arrogance that could be called mental pollution.

From the perspective of others, even if they just witness her figure, they will feel disgusted.

"The eternal flame is the power that comes from the heart. In the past, the most holy evil heart was also covered in black light, but what he said and did, everyone in the world admired the righteousness of his heart. Everyone can learn from his share. Feel the warmth in the strength.”

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't help but look at the woman whose tone became more serious.

"But you are different." Miriam looked at the girl shrouded in black flames with a sad face, "Why do you want to curse this world? Do you hate this place that you have worked so hard to protect?!"

"I, no, I..." For some reason, the words of explanation could not be uttered. Maybe it was because she understood what she had been doing all along.

["Isn't the point about the devil who deceives everyone?"]

Somewhere in her heart, there was a voice saying this. Her pupils became dim for a moment, and then she looked at the figure who had been looking calmly here with a ferocious face.

"It's all her fault!" she roared angrily, and in Mirian's astonished eyes, the figure disappeared from the place. The latter and his tall figure turned around eagerly, only to see Yan Shaoyao with a maniacal smile on his face had appeared in Mi Lian's eyes. Behind Lian.

"Hahahahahaha, I will work hard, everyone, please look at me!" Some tears couldn't help but overflow from the corners of my eyes. The world in front of me became hazy, but only the slightly golden figure still stood clearly in my eyes.

"Die————————!"

"No, her mind is still out of bounds!!" Miriam shouted, her face full of eagerness, and her tall figure rushed forward, trying to block the attack from above.

Everyone was anxious, but they were caught off guard. They could only watch the villain's attack aimed at the 'light' in their hearts. Some people even covered their faces again and fell limp to the ground.

Why is this world always so cruel, trying to take away the light they lost and recovered? God, why is this like this? !

"...How about also listening to other people's words."

Shirley sighed softly, her golden pupils staring at the figure full of negative emotions. Somewhere in her memory, that dazzling figure flashed in a corner, like yesterday being dried by the sun.

"It's all your fault!!!" The former petite saint, the idol who blazed a trail in that dark era, the figure who was once trusted and admired by countless people, was now rushing toward her with murderous intent on her face. Come.

"Dreams always wake up."

The golden morning glow descended from the farther sky. Under Shirley's calm eyes, it pressed the struggling figure to the ground and bound it tightly.

"Me too, I haven't lost yet." The golden light trembled in his eyes, and his tone became firm.

Li Yi, who was holding Yun Duo's sharp weapon, paused and was killing all the creatures in front of him. Suddenly, a touch of gold appeared in front of him.

"This is..." He whispered in a rather surprised tone.

Shirley appeared from the void, her golden dress covering her whole body, as if she was possessed by the sun, and golden light suddenly spread around.

"This is the third round." She bowed forward slightly, then raised her head with a proud look on her face.

"Then come again." Li nodded, the waves in his eyes disappeared, and he said calmly.

"No, it's over." Shirley stretched out an index finger and shook it with a smile.

Li Yi's expression changed slightly, and he lowered his gaze. In the center of his chest, a golden spear was stabbed there. At the same time, cracks were spreading to the side.

Like a broken pottery vessel.

"I..." Li Yi was about to speak, but half of his face was already cracked.

Snap.

"Huh..." Shirley pretended to be indifferent, panting slightly and waving her white hands to the side of her head, as if she felt hot.

Then, her movements stagnated and she looked forward solemnly.

"I want to say one thing, you can't win, because you are facing 'us'." Riyi appeared again, his eyes looked this way, and countless figures were reflected in the depths of his pupils. .

‘They’ raised their faces, their faces were the same as Li Yi’s.

Then, 'they' looked here and said in unison, and the overlapping voices sounded again.

"This is the third round. How many times can you last?"