Escape the Infinite Chambers

Editor: Kitty

Although it was possible to take the blackboard down, Luo Jian had tried and failed for such a long time that he was a little sad and dispirited. Earlier, the stalker had ravaged him for too long, so now, he did not have enough strength to move the blackboard. Luo Jian's face was a little warm as he turned his head to look at Xing Yan.

It seemed that Xing Yan understood the meaning of Luo Jian's look, but at the same time, it also seemed that he did not understand at all. He rushed to hold Luo Jian and pulled him into his arms. He rubbed against him left and his right, as if he were particularly interested in Luo Jian. He reached out and pinched Luo Jian's little face. Luo Jian blushed again and pushed off Xing Yan's claws.

However, Xing Yan persevered. He picked up Luo Jian by the waist and pressed him against the blackboard. His face was close, and his lips inched closer. Luo Jian was unable to dodge, so he had to passively welcome him. He hooked his arms around the other party's neck and shrank into the stalker's arms as the other party willfully ravaged him.

"Stop…… stop kissing me……" After being intimate for a long time, Luo Jian finally got some breathing space and turned his head to avoid Xing Yan's kisses. He looked at the good-looking face of the stalker, thought a bit, and said righteously, "Help me remove the blackboard."

Xing Yan bit Luo Jian's nose and did as he was told. He took down the blackboard with one hand. The process was a little violent and the huge blackboard was broken into two with just the strength of a single hand, but Luo Jian did not care. He only paid attention to the results.

After the entire blackboard was removed, the wall behind was exposed. It was indeed hollow. A square hole was chiselled into the wall, and in it, there were only three things—a full-length mirror, a diary, and a key.

Luo Jian's eyes were first attracted to the mirror. After all, the mirror was relatively large and occupied a large area of the wall. The mirror was obviously reflecting the illusory chamber, but the reflection looked more like the real chamber. But the only real things in the mirror were Luo Jian and Xing Yan.

After looking at the mirror for a long time, Luo Jian soon found something strange that was worth considering.

Only the stalker was reflected in this mirror.

Yes, only the stalker was reflected in the mirror! And Luo Jian, who was standing beside the stalker, disappeared in the mirror's world, just like a suddenly vanishing ghost! There was no trace of Luo Jian in the mirror. It was as if he did not exist here at all!

Luo Jian hesitated for a moment, and his mind was in a state of panic. He went up to the mirror and pressed his hand against it, but the mirror still did not reflect his face or body. Upon realizing this, Luo Jian was terrified. He turned his head to glance at Xing Yan, who stood nearby. Xing Yan was expressionless and merely stared at him.

"Is this mirror broken? Why can't I see my face?" Luo Jian turned to touch the mirror again. The mirror's surface was extremely cold to the touch. Its frame had fine patterns, and the mirror was big enough that it could reflect most of the secret chamber. It was as if no detail or part of the chamber could hide from it.

Even the stalker was clearly duplicated on the mirror. He was standing behind Luo Jian, dressed in black, wearing a pair of tactical gloves, and holding a knife in his hands. Luo Jian did not know when the knife appeared in his hands.

Luo Jian was startled. He immediately turned around and saw Xing Yan's whole body sticking close to him. The stalker raised the pitch-black blade in his hand and swung it in a downward motion. At that moment, Luo Jian reacted at an amazing speed and dodged sideways, and he barely avoided the stalker's blade. Luo Jian retreated further and further back in fear and horror until his whole body was pasted to the surface of the mirror.

"You…… Why?" Why did you attack me suddenly? Luo Jian did not know why. Moments ago, this fool had embraced him tenderly. How could he raise his blade against him in the next second? Luo Jian did not understand. He felt terrible, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain in his heart. In confusion, he subconsciously groped for the key and diary that were placed near the mirror, grabbed them, and stuffed the items into his pocket.

Even though he was very afraid and confused and his thoughts were all muddled up, Luo Jian still had such a talent: even in the most dangerous situations, even if his mind was blank, even if he was controlled by extreme emotions, his self-protective instinct was still intact. If someone wanted to hurt him, he would take up his knife.

Hence, he summoned his knife and held it horizontally in front of his chest to confront the stalker.

Xing Yan did not speak. He just smiled at Luo Jian. He was born with a good-looking face. Even if a blood-thirsty smile was hung on his face, he was still handsome.

Luo Jian calmed himself down for a moment. It seemed that he could clearly feel some simple emotions transmitted from Xing Yan such as—excitement?

This dude was excited?

But why was he excited?

"Killing…… Does it bring joy to you?" Luo Jian questioned with a complex look on his face, "Or are you excited because I'm afraid?"

Xing Yan did not leave much time for Luo Jian to guess and stabbed his blade forward. Luo Jian instinctively blocked his attack. The blades were interlocked, and Luo Jian could clearly feel the power of the other party reverberating from their weapons. He frowned and blocked Xing Yan's next attack. Luo Jian backed away from Xing Yan and stuck to the mirror to keep his distance from the other.

"You didn't use your strength," Luo Jian gasped slightly. He stared at Xing Yan inexplicably and asked, "What do you really want to convey? Do you want to kill me or do you merely want to tease me? "

Unfortunately, Xing Yan could not answer him. The evil stalker staggered forward and approached Luo Jian. The two men started a chasing competition in the secret chamber. While resisting the stalker's attacks, Luo Jian retreated and circled around the secret chamber again and again. Xing Yan seemed to intend to throw the game, so he was not in a hurry to kill Luo Jian. If Xing Yan truly wanted to kill him, he would use at least one percent of the power he had shown when he was battling Duan Li. If that was so, one was afraid that Luo Jian's dead body would already be lying on the ground.

This battle with him felt more like the stalker was giving him guidance. As the battle dragged on, Luo Jian realized that Xing Yan's attacks appeared to be very uniform and well-trained. He was good with this kind of dagger and knew how to attack. His way of attacking was very suitable for battling in close quarters. The closer one was to the opponent, the faster the attack speed was. One would have such strong momentum and act at a speed that was incredibly difficult to react to, breaking the opponent's fighting spirit instantaneously.

There are no redundant moves, and his moves are not fancy either. His moves aimed at the vital body parts and struck towards them simply and directly. Luo Jian both intentionally and unintentionally started to imitate and learn the fighting style of the other party. Xing Yan allowed Luo Jian to adapt to his attacks before he gradually increased his attacking speed. When Luo Jian had successfully adapted to his actions, he would increase his attacking speed again.

This continued until the blade in Luo Jian's hand was flipped away with a single move by the stalker, and the stalker's pitch-black blade drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground shortly after.

Luo Jian gasped, looked at his knife that had fallen to the ground, and glanced at Xing Yan in front of him.

Xing Yan seemed to be satisfied. He licked his dry lips and got closer to Luo Jian. Luo Jian was frightened by him and retreated nervously. But after their battle, Luo Jian was very weak and was easily caught by Xing Yan. Xing Yan naturally put his arms around Luo Jian's waist and bowed his head to kiss his forehead.

The way he acted was as if he was praising Luo Jian for his brilliant performance.

Luo Jian was a little aggrieved and too lazy to struggle. He lowered his head and stayed silent. It seemed that Xing Yan intended to comfort him as he rubbed against Luo Jian's cheek. Luo Jian had to admit that this was such a cute action. Especially when made by such a good-looking stalker, it felt a little like he was coquetting with him, and his disposition made him charming as well.

After a moment of silence, Luo Jian raised his head to look at Xing Yan and said, "Are you leaving?"

Luo Jian could feel the emotions of the other party, indicating that they were about to part.

Xing Yan seemed to understand Luo Jian's words and nodded. This was even more incomprehensible to Luo Jian. His mission in the secret chamber was not over yet. Could stalkers enter and leave freely?

"Shouldn't you come and kill me?" Luo Jian frowned.

Xing Yan just smiled and inched closer to kiss Luo Jian. He seemed to like kissing Luo Jian very much. Whenever he had a chance, he would bite Luo Jian's lips. It seemed that he would never tire of doing it.

In fact, Luo Jian did not hate his behaviour at all. Maybe a part of him even liked him. He was a little annoyed that he had been so easily captured by others and taken advantage of in all sorts of ways, so Luo Jian felt chagrin. But it was a pity that the irritation that he felt would vanish as soon as he saw Xing Yan's smile.

The stalker seemed determined to go, but Luo Jian could not make out where he was going. The way he left was the same as the way he came. He walked to the only door in the secret chamber and reached out with a hand to open the mahogany door.

Outside the door was pitch darkness. There was no light. There was nothing there. It appeared just like the first big bang of the universe and seemed as if it could devour everything. That kind of darkness surprised Luo Jian. He went to grasp Xing Yan's hand since he suddenly felt a little reluctant to let him go. But Luo Jian also understood that he and the stalker had no chance of being together. They were standing on completely opposing sides. The only connection between them was hostility.

Even so, Luo Jian was reluctant to give up. He tightened his grip on Xing Yan and said pitifully, "Don't go…… alright?"

Xing Yan bowed his head to kiss Luo Jian's lips and gave him a hug. He picked up Luo Jian's knife from somewhere and placed it in Luo Jian's palm. Before Luo Jian could react, he quickly turned around and walked into the darkness outside of the door. His figure immediately disappeared in the darkness. Then, the door creaked and shut gently.

The door closed slowly, and Luo Jian hesitated. He could follow the stalker in, but he was not sure what was behind the door or whether the darkness could let him leave the secret chamber. All these were questions Luo Jian did not have the answers to.

Maybe that darkness was a path that only stalkers can walk on. One feared that once newbies like Luo Jian stepped into it, they would never be able to come out again.

Luo Jian sighed and lowered his head to look at the knife that the stalker had given him. With a mere look, Luo Jian was given a shock. His knife and the stalker's knife were exactly the same. However, Luo Jian was, after all, more familiar with his own knife, so he could easily distinguish between his own weapon and the stalker's weapon. But this knife in his hand……

"It's not my knife…" Luo Jian felt the black blade and wondered if Xing Yan had mistaken his blade as his own or if he had deliberately given his knife to Luo Jian and taken his knife away.

"But can I use other people's weapons?" Luo Jian frowned. A weapon supposedly only belonged to its owner. If somebody other than the owner possessed it, they would not be able to use it. As Luo Jian thought about it, he subconsciously swung the knife. However, he was surprised to find that the blade in his hands became hotter and hotter. It felt exactly the same when his weapon started to demonize.

"It can be used…" Luo Jian mumbled in astonishment, and then he swung it again. The weapon in his hand disappeared. Luo Jian could not only use it, but he could also flexibly and freely place it within his body. He also found that this knife carried an aura that made him feel extremely at ease.