Please draw your way of death

Chapter 111 Assistance

Meng Qishu waited in the house for a long time, but in the end he couldn't wait for Ning Mian.

The door at the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and the figure of Ke Yun appeared outside the door.

"They went to the main hall and said they wanted to complete the task before the Moon Festival."

Meng Qishu looked at Ke Yun who was walking towards him step by step, and his eyes gradually became vigilant.

In this dungeon, Ke Yun's identity is the person in charge of the human organization, and his identity is the prince of the blood clan.Whenever two hostile identities meet, they always want to fight.

But Ke Yun didn't seem to have the intention of being hostile to Meng Qishu. Under the vigilant eyes of the other party, he not only approached Meng Qishu unsuspectingly, but even held his hands in front of him with open hands, as a sign of goodwill.

"I won't touch you. If you trust me, I can untie you now." Ke Yun stopped in front of Meng Qishu, his eyes calm.

This made Meng Qishu unable to figure out what the man in front of him was planning for a while.

But what is certain is that this person really seems to have no intention of hurting him.

So he narrowed his eyes, put away all his vigilance, and asked half-probingly: "Aren't you afraid that I will fight back after you let me go?"

After all, he threatened to beat Ke Yun to death a few minutes ago.

Now that people are right in front of them, this harmonious atmosphere seems a bit unreal.

"No, because I still have something to ask you." Seeing that Meng Qishu had no intention of objecting to him, Ke Yun knelt on the edge of the bed and reached out to untie the rope behind him.

A soft voice came from behind, and Meng Qishu couldn't see Ke Yun's movements behind him, so he could only judge the progress of the other party's unbinding by the touch on his wrist: "You have something to ask... me?"

The person in charge of a human organization would ask a blood prince?

Ke Yun made several movements in his hand, and finally pulled the rope tied to Meng Qishu's hand. He seemed to understand what Meng Qishu was wondering about, and explained without waiting for Meng Qishu to ask: "I am the NPC of this dungeon. I got my memory back a long time ago, so if nothing unexpected happens, you should be awake now, right?"

This was very clear, Meng Qishu looked down at him, a little surprised that this person was the second person who knew about his recovery of memory besides Omeland.

Even Ning Mian didn't realize what happened, but this person knew it as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Yes, I am indeed awake now." He admitted without hesitation.

Compared with the other NPCs who lived in the dungeon, those who regained their memories obviously belonged to the "sober" side.

"I should have gone to find you at the beginning of this dungeon, but the mission forced me to stay in this small rental house, so I failed." Ke Yun coiled up the rope and threw it to the ground. Just as he was about to untie the rope on Meng Qishu's ankle, he saw that the other party had already started, so he simply gave up, "I have calculated your points for a long time, so I know clearly that you in this dungeon can definitely get back your own memory. "

Under normal procedures, this is indeed the case.

Meng Qishu untied the ankle rope and kneaded it in his hands.

But it's a pity that there was such a variable in Omelande that he managed to get back the memory only halfway through the dungeon.

"What are you looking for from me?"

This is a very simple question.

Meng Qishu thought that he was not familiar with the man in front of him, even in the dungeon they were hostile, and there was no possibility of any intersection.

And this person not only calculates the time when he will recover his memory, but also asks him for something. Obviously, his understanding of Meng Qishu is not as strange as it seems on the surface.

"I hope you kill Omerlander."

Meng Qishu raised his eyes, his face was expressionless, but there was a little bit of interest in inquiry in his eyes.

If Ke Yun hadn't stated that he was in a state of sobriety in the first few sentences, Meng Qishu would have suspected that the other party was standing on the standpoint of a human organization and wanted to overthrow the rule of the blood race.

"Why, isn't he the boss of this dungeon?"

"But when he was the BOSS of the last instance, he directly destroyed the entire instance." Ke Yun's face darkened, "The death of the instance NPC in the instance will not have a second chance to be resurrected. Omeland Those who have the ability to drag the entire dungeon into the water in the last dungeon may disregard the life and death of everyone in this dungeon at any time."

Meng Qishu had an impression of that dungeon.

After all, he was the victim of that dungeon.

"..." Meng Qishu pondered for a while, and said, "But, why did you find me?"

There are many people in this dungeon who are more likely to kill Omeland than him. Why does Ke Yun want to find him?

"First of all, your identity can help you come and go freely in the hall. It seems that Omelande has a higher frequency of communication with you than other princes." Ke Yun paused, looked up at him suddenly, and changed the topic , "And according to reliable sources, you seem to be the direct victim in the instance where Omeland was plagued before."

Meng Qishu didn't answer, he stared back at the other party, everything was kept silent.

"I'm sorry to mention this past incident suddenly." Ke Yun lowered his head slightly, his tone softened, and he said sincerely, "But that's all my reasons."

And it seems to be so.

There is hatred between Meng Qishu and Omi Lande, the first thing to do after recovering the memory must be to get rid of the other party and then quickly, please ask Meng Qishu to do this, the other party will 100% agree.

Even without Ke Yun, Meng Qishu planned to do the same.

"What can you help me with?" Meng Qishu was not stupid. He came to ask him to kill Omilander on the premise of knowing the future plan of the other party. Ke Yun was not just "please".

"Under the setting of this dungeon, the blood race can only be killed by piercing the heart with a silver utensil." Sure enough, Ke Yun took out the small bag he carried with him, grabbed a handful of silver nails from it and put it on the bed. There will be any silverware that threatens the vampires, if you want to kill Omelande, you can only find humans."

"I may not be able to help other things, but regarding the silver nail, if you need it, you can come here and find me."

Meng Qishu's fingertips touched those silver nails, and the icy touch spread along the skin of the fingertips all the way to the tip of his heart, bringing a trace of unspeakable fear.

As a vampire, these things can also kill himself for him.

Holding those silver nails in his palm, he opened his mouth and said softly, "Thank you very much."

In any case, Ke Yunken did him a great favor by providing him with these to a certain extent.

And what he has to do next is to return to the hall and drive these silver nails into Omeland's heart with his own hands!