"You want to die so much?"

Chu Kuo asked in confusion.

"I'm dead if I can't kill him."

The female friend said.

"But you are still alive! You can breathe, speak, and press your sword against my neck!"

Chu Kuo said.

He also stopped, so that he could free his hands to touch the trace on his neck that was pressed out by the sword.

This trace is quite shallow, and it feels like a thread when applied to the hand. Fortunately, it has not been broken and bleeding. Compared to Chu Kuo's saying that he is responsible for his actions, this female friend is more responsible!

"The walking zombie, life and death are no different."

The female friend said.

She could not deny that what Jingyao said was right.

Because she can indeed breathe, speak, run and jump. But she cannot mention any nature to the surroundings. In addition to preferences, people are more instinctive. For example, if they are hungry, they have to eat, and if they drink too much water, they will inevitably get rid of it.

The female friend could feel that she was very hungry and thirsty, but looking at the cloth bags containing steamed buns and wine jars in groups of three or three, she didn't have the urge to eat and drink.

"Since that's the case, why don't you commit suicide?"

Chu Kuo said.

The words are amazing!

Not only did the female friend's more beautiful eyes burst out with a little gloss, but it also made Jingyao, who was standing aside, almost choked by her saliva!

Since ancient times, we have always persuaded peace and did not persuade them to separate, and we have persuaded them to live but not die.

But unexpectedly, Chu Kuo asked the female friend to commit suicide as soon as he spoke.

"Why do you all look at me like this?!"

Chu Kuo also noticed the slight solemnity of the atmosphere and asked.

"She herself said she had become a walking corpse... Although I don't quite understand what the word means, it's just that it's not good to live or it's very painful for her. Since that's the case, why not close yourself up quickly? Death early and reincarnate early, and by chance, you can still get a good position. But in the next life, you only have a good life and only drink soup and don't suffer. How good is that?"

Chu Kuo continued.

His eyes kept wandering back and forth on the faces of the female friend and Jingyao.

The female friend's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

I don’t know if it was because of hunger or Chu Kuo’s words, but her body was trembling more and more violently, and the sword in her hand also fell to the ground with a bang.

"I won't commit suicide."

The female friend said gritted her teeth.

People who commit suicide are usually lonely, lonely and cowardly... coupled with a little ambiguity about death and a moment of impulse, this kind of thing is caused. When a person feels that no one can understand him, no one can help him. And only the most unfortunate and painful thing in this world can do such things.

Although the female friend is lonely, she is not cowardly. As a dead soldier in the Dingxi Palace, death is a terrible thing for her and is full of attractive things. Death can end everything she has suffered at the moment and can also bring her unparalleled glory. But the premise of all this is that she has done everything she should do.

But Jingyao was still standing there, alive and lively. This made the death of the female friend meaningless.

"If you don't live well, you don't want to die, then what do you want to do? Why don't we make a bet!"
Chapter completed!