Fucking Beauty In Escape Game

In the silent space, only Duan Zhen was panting heavily. He was leaning against the stone wall, and he was the only one left in the dark passage.

Just now, Xia Qirong was swept away by the black mud in order to save him, and when he turned around, he found that the others had disappeared at some point.

The stone wall was cold, and he pinched the center of his brows hard, using the tingling sensation to keep himself awake.

Something was wrong here, he was vaguely aware of this, maybe everything that happened just now was not real, but those scenes were too real, making him confused for a while.

Putting down his hand, Duan Zhen gently rubbed the scar on his left wrist again.

This scar was left when he was twenty years old and went to war for the first time. At that time, he was young and energetic, thinking that he was gifted with supernatural powers, and he didn't care about anything. But he didn't know until he was on the battlefield that no matter how powerful a person is, he can't play the role of determining life and death. He almost killed himself and his companions because of his recklessness.

After that time, he left a scar on his wrist, and that scar always reminded him not to be arrogant because of his own strength.

Just now when his companions were being devoured one by one, Duan Zhen almost wondered whether it was because he was too confident and led everyone into the underground passage at will, but he soon realized that there was something affecting him in the dark will.

What happened now was probably the last thing he wanted to see in his subconscious.

When Duan Zhen was smiling wryly and sighing, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the other end of the passage. He immediately heard that it was Li Xi who was walking this way, but he was not sure if the Li Xi here was real or not.

"Duan Duan." Li Xi's figure emerged from the darkness, with his hands behind his back, he smiled at him and bent his lips: "Why are you here by yourself?"

Duan Zhen looked at him in a daze for a while, and then asked, "Have you recovered your memory?"

"En." Li Xi nodded, feeling a little distressed: "I didn't expect that I would lose my memory..."

The smile on his lips gradually faded, he just stared at Duan Zhen: "If I am really Senafel, what are you going to do?"

Before Duan Zhen could answer, he took another step forward: "Are you going to kill me?"

Duan Zhen looked at him, and said after a long time: "I won't kill you, but..."

"No but." Li Xi pressed his fingers on his lips, his eyes calm: "I will not atone for the dead, nor will I seek forgiveness from others. If you cannot stand by my side, we only have Parting ways is a choice."

The young man tilted his head and laughed: "After all, I can't beat you hard, and I don't know how to play compulsory games. Since the ideas are different, separation is the best choice."

Duan Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he opened his mouth to say something, but the figure in front of him suddenly turned into light spots and dissipated. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the corners of his pursed mouth twitched almost uncontrollably before he regained his composure.

The next moment, his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the entrance of the basement where he was just now, and the surrounding area fell in disorder. He swept his eyes away, but he didn't see Li Xi's figure inside, so he couldn't help but look into the passage.

Nature saw nothing.

They should have fallen into the illusion at some point, what they saw just now was false, and now the others should have fallen into the illusion just like him just now.

Although he was worried about Li Xi's side, he still started shaking the other people's bodies one by one to wake them up.

"Why, what's the matter?" Xia Qirong sat up, his facial features wrinkled: "I just had a nightmare."

"We have been dragged into the illusion." Duan Zhen said briefly: "I'm afraid Li Xi went to the front alone, we must find him quickly."

They rallied and started to move on.

At the end of the passage they did not reach, a huge black statue stood in the vast square. There are two people standing under the statue. If you look carefully, you will find that one of them is exactly the same as the statue.

"Look, this is his choice." A rectangular screen was pulled out in front of Hewlett, which showed exactly what happened to Duan Zhen in the illusion just now.

Li Xi watched silently.

It was only when "Li Xi" said that they parted ways that they frowned slightly.

"No one wants to be with the devil, let alone we killed so many people in their eyes." Hewlett spread his hands. He has black hair and black eyes, and his facial features are slightly ruffian, but his expression is very lazy. He yawned: "You should have known about this kind of thing a long time ago. It's useless to hide your identity and fall in love."

"I don't remember those things." Li Xi pursed his lips, and frowned again: "You have the nerve to say, who told you to tamper with my memory without authorization, and dare to build a demon king altar here, you want to fight me shelf?"

When the king sent people to clean up the opposition forces in the territory, they used the excuse that they defected to the darkness and became followers of the devil king. Of course, this was false, but it was just a banner that those people pulled up for the sake of justice.

Now that Hewlett has actually erected an altar in this false world, he's playing in Rich's minefield.

"I'm just worried that the children will go astray." Hewlett leaned against the fence next to the altar: "The routine of the devil falling in love with humans is not interesting."

Richie didn't speak.

"You know it yourself, otherwise, why haven't you recovered all your memories yet?" Hewlett closed his eyes: "Escape cannot solve all problems."

"I know." Li Xi's tone was impatient: "You said it as if you were very experienced."

After finishing speaking, he was silent for a while, then smiled suddenly: "Although I have no memory, Duan Zhen is indeed my favorite type, it's a pity."

The game is almost here.

"Okay, young master, if you were still the young master before, you wouldn't like him." Hewlett waved his hand: "If you hadn't messed around in my world, I would still be sleeping at home."

"...You might as well change your name to the Sandman." Li Xi sighed: "You should leave quickly, and you're planning to embarrass them in the middle-level world."

"I'm not that bored, I'm playing with these guys." Hewlett snorted, "That guy Clemens went to trouble you a while ago, otherwise you wouldn't be so easy for me to get."

Li Xi glanced at him: "What do you want to say?"

"Be careful of the main system." Hewlett said: "It seems that it wants to be the master of this game."

"I vaguely remember that there seems to be some way to fight it." Li Xi rubbed his chin: "I don't remember, probably it was sealed together with those memories."

"I'll untie it for you now." Hewlett stretched out his hand.

Li Xi dodged: "Hurry up and get out, Duan Zhen and the others are coming later."

Hewlett shrugged: "After all these years, you still hold a grudge."

Li Xi scoffed, too lazy to say anything more.

When Duan Zhen and the others rushed to the end, what they saw was Li Xi looking up at the black statue, the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Are you okay?" Duan Zhen asked quickly, walking up to him.

"It's okay." Li Xi said, with anger in his eyes: "They dare to build the altar of the devil here!"

"Devil King?" The people behind were startled, and all looked at the statue.

"It's Hewlett." Li Xi said, he glanced at everyone: "Here is his altar, you probably had a lot of nightmares."

When those nightmares were mentioned, the expressions of everyone present changed slightly.

Duan Zhen suppressed the complex emotions emerging from the bottom of his heart, and whispered: "Should we destroy this place?"

Li Xi's eyes showed coldness: "I will destroy him, but those things are afraid to come in probably because of this altar, you must be prepared to escape."

As he spoke, he pointed his palms up at the statue, and a ball of light condensed continuously in the rotation.

"Wait." The two rescued people said repeatedly: "Since those monsters are afraid of this statue, can't we keep it?"

"No." Li Xi said coldly: "No other demon king altars are allowed in my territory, not to mention, this is a challenge to me by the illusion maker."

As he spoke, the ball of light condensed into a beam of light and hit the statue's head violently. The head fell off with a snap, and rolled around on the ground twice. At the same time, the entire altar began to shatter, and countless lines were cracked on the surface of the statue.

The ground was shaking, and dust fell from above.

"The house above has collapsed." Duan Zhen's complexion changed, and he subconsciously pulled Li Xi up: "Get out of here, I'm afraid we won't last long here."

The author has something to say: the part of the illusion is Duan Zhen confronting himself, not the real Li Xi, but his imagination.

False parting ways:

Duan Zhen: This place is about to collapse, run! (subconsciously grabs Li Xi's hand)

True parting ways:

Li Xi: Let’s keep the memory sealed, I don’t understand.

Li Xi's current memory is basically before he met Duan Zhen.