Escape the Infinite Chamber

There was no third figure in the deep woods except Feng Yulan and Duan Li. Feng Yulan fled to the dense woods outside the suburbs of the city, and the night fell silently, and the little bride covering the president of the earth.

"It seems that you have no strength to fight back." Duanli crouched beside Feng Yulan carrying a Tang knife and looked up and down: "Fate it?"

Feng Yulan braced herself and didn't open her mouth. She looked up at Duan Li with a cold face, and under close observation, the man's face became clearer and heavier. Duan Li was a good-looking man. If his half face was not covered by Disfigured words. So Duan Li should be a man of unrestrained temperament, a strange but elegant man, his peculiar appearance will add glory to him, but unfortunately, the flaws in the appearance are like gaps in the jade, and they are no longer perfect when they appear Already.

But this imperfection made him more bloodthirsty and hesitant.

Half an angel, an average devil.

"What method of death do you choose?" Duanli asked with a smile on his face: "You are the one who has escaped the farthest in my hands. I can make an exception and let you choose the way you die."

Feng Yulan didn't speak, she bowed her head inadvertently, and looked at the contents of Mowen 138 in the palm of her hand. No one except the owner could see it. Anyone who saw it was blank.

Feng Yulan laughed, raised her head and said to Duan Li, "What kind of killing method do you like?"

"Eh ... a lot." Duan Li was very interested, squinting and carefully looking at Feng Yulan. Feng Yulan had a baby face that was very small and looked like a thin boy. His face was lost by blood loss and strenuous exercise. His lips were pale and rosy and seductive. Duan Li looked at it and suddenly couldn't help licking his lips, saying:

"I have killed many people. When I was a player before, I murdered my companion for some reason that even I felt inexplicable, and then I became an executioner in this **** city, although I do n’t have to go through those **** secret rooms. To escape, I have to hunt down the poor rookies day after day ... Although I like this killing method ... but it is more fun in the back room. "

Feng Yulan raised her eyelids and stared away, but her hands unknowingly touched her magic text 138. She saw that the sharp corners were scraped hard, the blood drops came out, the magic instruments Such words suddenly appeared last time.

[Special mantra turned on; summoning turned on, turn on time: ten minutes, progress: 1%]

"I killed so many people in many ways." Duan Li sneered: "I tried all kinds of harsh criminal laws in ancient legends ... but, for you ... I plan to try one More gentle. "

After Duan Li said, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Yulan, held the person in his arms, and then directly looked at his Mowen 138 as he rolled on the ground, raising a piece of dust, motionless. Then Duan Li sneered, "Do you want to do any little moves in front of me?"

Feng Yulan took a regretful glance at the magic paper that fell to the ground, and smiled bitterly: "It seems that it really can't do any small moves."

Duan Li narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, licked her dry lips, grabbed Feng Yulan's hair and pulled him back to force his head up, then Duan Li lowered her head and bit her rosy lips.

The biting movement is very gentle, but the movement is non-stop, and the words are amazing: "I want to try to kill / kill, you are the first person to make me interested."

Duan Li's words scared Feng Yulan's heart trembling, but there was no expression on her face. Feng Yulan has been kept enchanted intermittently since he fled, just like Luo Jian holding the knife into a combat state. This state will keep Feng Yulan calm and the brain is like a precise calculation machine, every step It is necessary to observe well, even if unexpected developments occur, Feng Yulan must follow every step he has figured out and stick to it.

Unsuccessful will be benevolent.

So even if Duan Li dragged him into the grass and stripped away all his clothes, Feng Yulan's face was pale, but he didn't make any sound or struggle. He had to keep his strength, and summoning the magic text would make Feng Yulan summon. The emergence of a powerful and terrible thing is extremely dangerous, because Feng Yulan's body is likely to be unable to withstand the spell and the strong spiritual pressure of foreign objects and completely collapse, which will cause him to shed blood and guts, but Feng Yu Lan didn't want to die.

As long as there is a possibility that he can survive, Feng Yulan must try.

He did not have the luck like Luo Jian, the physique like Luo Jian, and sometimes did not have the brain like Luo Jian. But it doesn't matter, he still has the faith to live, as long as there is this, everything else he will have.

Far away from the magical instrument aside, the text is still beating [Opening time: ten minutes, 68% progress]

I want to live!

At that moment Feng Yulan was almost enchanted, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression seemed very angry and peaceful. He was lying on the ground and pressed by Duan Li, but Duan Li decided to try his fresh killing method Can't wait to strip the other person's clothes without doing any preparations.

Feng Yulan shuddered, her eyes darkened for a while, and she closed her eyes in pain.

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On the other side, Luo Jian was standing in the Qingshan Temple with thirteen and fourteen. Luo Jian suddenly felt heartbroken and looked back at the sky outside the temple. The night fell completely and it was dark.

"The situation has changed." Luo Jian frowned suddenly, turned his head and said to Thirteen and Fourteen, "Follow me."

Having said that, a group of people jumped out of the temple and stepped on Qingshi Road. Luo Jian looked at the mobile phone from time to time. He put a locator on Alan. He knew this clearly—never lose his companion's whereabouts.

Luo Jian and Feng Yulan have been partners in the same boat for more than 20 years, and they will continue to go in the back room in the future. No matter what happens in the future, no matter what kind of change happens, even if the sky falls, this bond cannot be broken, and none of them can tell what kind of feeling this is, but the feeling is produced, and it is between them. .

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Duan Li was very excited, and he couldn't understand why he was so excited. It was probably that the cruel torture had congested his brain, or that the softness under his body had enchanted him. It made him terribly and sadly enchanted. He stared at Feng Yulan intently, staring at his face, as if he wanted to firmly remember the appearance of the other party.

Duan Li took off his coat and covered Xiao Alan, worried that the decaying branches and leaves and stones on the ground would hurt him. This movement was very gentle, but A Lan closed her eyes tightly and did not see it, but Duan Li He didn't care, he held him in his arms, tossed to the ground and tossed to death, listening to the other person's painful groan / groan, and then he couldn't help it lightly, but even so, Feng Yulan was under him Still a blood dripping from the blood.

I want to be gentle, then gentler. Duan Li said to himself, licking Feng Yulan's lips, touching his clean skin, hot temperature and heartbeat, Duan Li hugged him more and more tightly, and almost wanted to swallow the person into his stomach, eat dry and drink Try his best to never be separated.

Duan Li first saw Feng Yulan for a long time, and it was so long that Duan Li didn't remember it. At that time, Li was only in his teens, and he was still a student. He had just entered the back room, and had fled back hard to return to reality. The segmentation at that time was normal, and he would be miserable because of the death experience that he had to experience every ten days, and he couldn't tell all this to his family and friends. The passage of time gradually distorted his character, and then his loved ones All died unexpectedly, Duan Li became lonely overnight, and the beast hidden inside seemed to be out of restraint.

Duan Li's first crazy attempt to kill was actually a reality and was unsuccessful. He followed a woman into the street, but a little fart appeared in the middle to block his way. The child seemed to have been beaten up just now, his clothes were dirty, his face was full of traces of purple, and he walked slowly with his shoulders and a footstep on his back. Misery, when he fell on the ground suddenly he couldn't get up.

Yes, this is actually the first meeting between Duan Li and Feng Yulan. It has been a few decades ago. They haven't noticed such details for a long time.

That was the last bit of conscience left in more than ten years. He reached out and hugged the little fart boy, and patted the dust on his clothes. He was still a small Feng Yulan in a low voice. Calmly amazing.

"Who hit you?" Duan Li asked at the time, and he forgot the target he wanted to kill.

Feng Yulan, with a stinky **** face, answered blankly, "Classmates in the class."

"bully you?"

"Yes."

"Why not call back?"

"Can't beat it."

"So you take your fate and go home weeping and crying with your parents?"

Feng Yulan suddenly raised her head, looking at Duanli's eyes unusually cold: "I never confessed my life."

Duan Li probably didn't expect that this sentence finally became his belief in survival and his ultimate intellect. Even when it was the craziest, when he was forced to despair in the back room, he suddenly remembered the phrase 'I never If you do n’t confess your fate, you survive and come over. Even after so many years, Duan Li didn't remember who said such a word to him.

Long time makes them forget about each other's existence. No one in the life of a simple passer-by will deliberately remember it until Duan Li meets Feng Yulan for the second time, on the street where people come and go.

The Chamber of Secrets gave Duan Li a mission similar to a hunter, hunting down survivors. And also gave Duan Li a special skill to be able to see the breath of death on the player. Dead players are most likely to be survivors, so Duan Li usually adopts a more drastic means to mark these people with his mark-to give these poor rookies a knife.

They may be destined.

Although this fate is destined to be sad.

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