Escape the Infinite Chamber

"Hey, brother, why are you back so soon?" Eagle was still sitting in the same old place, and his shawl was fascinated by the body of a monster that was not far away and didn't know what it was. At this time, he felt a space fluctuation behind his back. When Xuan Yan opened the door to the space, he stepped in.

The sky in the blood-red Shura field is still a blood-red, killing and groaning never stop, you can never go out when you come in, repeat the tragic process day by day, whether it is death or alive, whether it is sadness or joy.

Eagle himself does not remember how long he has been in this space. He has long lost his concept of time. He also forgets what the real world looks like. He has forgotten his loved ones, friends, and loved ones. He once struggled to leave. , Until now lamenting that Tian chose to give up.

"The emergency room gave me an urgent task, so I returned early." Xing Yan walked to the side of the eagle, looked down at the short knife in his hand, and the sharp blade became very flexible in his palm, turning beautifully. . Noticing Xing Yan's movement, Eagle suddenly frowned, and said, "This is not your knife."

"Yes, no." Xing Yan seemed to be fascinated and touched the blade. The black blade was very beautiful. It was glowing with blood under the red sky of the blood-red Shura field. It was evil and shocking.

"Although it is very similar to your knife, almost the same, but not the original one. Xing Yan, have you lost your weapon?"

"No, I just gave it away."

Eagle was suddenly surprised, raising his messy head to see Xun Yan: "Give it away? Can weapons be given away?"

"of course can."

"How is it possible, how can other people use their own weapons?" Eagle did not understand, it was normal for him not to understand. The rules of the secret room were such that personal weapons are unique, even if they are close to each other, even if they are connected by blood. No weapon can be shared.

However, Xun Yan did not answer the question of the eagle. He stared thoughtfully at the blade in his hand for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said something unknown: "Of course I cannot use other people's weapons."

Ying didn't understand it, and didn't bother to worry about who to give the weapon to, it was Xing Yan's own business, so he asked Xing Yan along the mouth: "What task does the secret room give you?"

"The apocalypse appeared, and the secret room asked me to destroy him." Xing Yan seemed to be sneering, he put away the knife, turned to look at the eagle, and continued: "Yes, what I put here before you ,still there?"

"Why? Want to go back?" Eagle seemed a little puzzled. "But this thing is useless to you."

"I just want to know if it is still in the right place for Yongzheng," Xing Yan said.

"It's gone." Eagle shook his head. "It was broken too thoroughly and soon dissipated. The soul is too ethereal and I don't know where it will float."

"Really, that's really bad."

"How come you suddenly think of this?"

"It's okay, but I suddenly remember the days in the dark." Xun Yan seemed reluctant to say more, nodded to the eagle, "I'm gone."

Eagle didn't say much anymore, and smiled at Xun Yan, "Come back alive."

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How lucky I am alive.

The sky just outside the window was just a little gray.

Luo Jian opened his eyes stupidly. It seemed that being able to return to his world alive made him happy and incredible. Luo Jian took a long time to realize that he was indeed in his room, not the silent body in the ground. In the classroom, there are no abominable **** notes, no ghosts that are always floating.

Luo Jian was lying on his bed. Any discomfort from the wounds and blood on his body disappeared. His knife remained intact and he held it in his palm and placed it on his side. However, if he looked closely at the knife, he would notice that This is not the original one.

Luo Jian was dizzy and made from bed. He was also wearing that dark blue combat suit. The quality of the clothes was very good. The material was thick and comfortable to touch. There was no discomfort when sleeping in the bed, but it is still summer. Naturally sultry, Luo Jian hurriedly undressed and entered the bathroom. By the time he came out, it was already dawn.

Although she had escaped from the room for a night, she was unexpectedly very good. She walked to the refrigerator to pour out a jar of ice water and murmured, and then tore off the printed paper strips on the refrigerator door and lowered her head. After a glance, the note read:

[Dear Mr. Luo Jian:]

[Single room closed, this is another thrilling experience, but the journey is not over yet. After about four days, you and your companions will enter the gorgeous room again. Please be prepared and maintain a good attitude. In addition, Your reward is in your desk. 】

[Above, good luck. 】

Luo Jian tore the note and threw it into the trash can. He tinkered with breakfast in the kitchen for a while, then returned to his room and turned over the desk. There were a few extra items in the drawer, a cross pendant, two and a half Old but not new books, which respectively read 'Basic Knife of the Pretender' and 'Basic Mind of the Pretender'.

There is not much to say about swordsmanship and mindset. Luo Jian picked up the cross pendant, somehow inexplicable: "What is this good for?"

The pendant is metallic silver and looks like the ordinary decorations on the market. Luo Jian could not figure out what this thing was for a while and a half. Two books were put in a drawer by him. He still has to work today, but there is no time to ponder these.

Before going out, Luo Jian put away the blue combat suit and thought about deciding to throw it into the washing machine. In the back room, Luo Jian covered his clothes with corpse water and blood stains, although he returned from the back room. After that, all the traces disappeared, but Luo Jian always had a mustache in his heart. He also glanced at his bed, and by the way he pulled the sheets down, and decided to throw them in the washing machine.

But after tearing off the bed sheet, Luo Jian suddenly blushed. He thought for a moment, and said to himself with a little doubt: "By the way, the wounds on his body are all fine after he escaped from the back room. Even that place ... it seems not pain……"

Then Luo Jian didn't think about it. Am I still a virgin now? This is very strange. After escaping from the back room, all the scars on the body disappeared. It felt as if I hadn't done that thing at all. Sure enough, I still have to try it in the real world? Or……

Luo Jian shook his head vigorously. This kind of thing is too unruly. It's better not to think so much. Let it be.

So Luo Jian took the clothes and bed sheets into the bathroom, and the washing machine was quite large, so they could all be tucked in to live with the school flowers: mastery. Luo Jian stuffed his combat suit into the washing machine, paused, took out his clothes, and searched the pockets on the clothes again. Some special items could be taken out of the back room, although Luo Jian didn't think he could run into them again and again. Luck, but obviously he was very lucky.

There was something in the pocket of the combat suit.

"Mirror ..." Luo Jian's face was not very good. The thing he turned out of his clothes pocket was the small broken mirror used for 'transportation'. The mirror was still broken at this time, and the top was transparent. The glue clearly reflects Luo Jian's face.

After experiencing the strange secret room of Jinghua Shuiyue, Luo Jian had deep grudges on the mirror, and felt that this thing represented an ominous sign, especially the broken mirror. Isn't there just such an old saying? It is difficult to break a mirror, which usually indicates that the relationship between the husband and wife is broken, or the friendship between relatives and friends is broken.

Although this prop is not very good, Luo Jian still stuck it on himself and went out with the company information. Luo Jian started the day as usual, but when Luo Jian arrived at the company, he found that The atmosphere today is slightly different.

Luo Jian works for a small business. The company is a chain hotel. The scale is not large but the performance has been steadily increasing. Luo Jian is not a high-ranking senior. When the staff is not enough, the boss above him always calls Luo Jian to go. Next, I will be the temporary manager, manager, waiter, cleaner, etc. of each branch. Of course, in fact, Luo Jian has always felt that it doesn't matter what he eats.

But to this day, Luo Jian has encountered the worst situation he can meet now. Luo Jian's boss called him to the office when he patted the table, handed over an attendance sheet, and said solemnly, "Your attendance rate is incredible this month."

Luo Jian followed with a serious answer, "Sir, I have committed rheumatism again."

"Go to your sister, how old are you with rheumatism? Lie to the ghost!" The boss of the beer belly slaps the table again, shaking the cups, computers and other things on the table, and Luo Jian shakes in response, so the boss He coughed twice and squinted at Luo Jian with small eyes and said, "You are fired."

"What?" Luo Jian was dumbfounded immediately. "Boss, I have two days less work, because you are going to fire me?"

"Attendance is very important!" The beer belly boss immediately opened his mouth and the stars flew in. Luo Jian stepped back slightly without any trace to avoid the boss's drool war. Finally, he shook his head regretfully, packed his things and went to the finance department to take this. The last salary of the month, leaving the company with a tenth of chic.

In fact, it is very common for Luo Jian to lose his job. He often changes jobs, either being dismissed or leaving by himself. Luo Jian also feels strange. He usually cannot stay in the same working environment for more than one year. Time, at the end of the year, he would be fired in various wonderful ways, or he did not want to do it himself, so he fired himself.

Until now, Luo Jian has changed a total of three or four jobs. At first, he worked as a supermarket delivery guy, drove around in a pickup truck, and then went to the library for a year as a librarian and then a courier. I came to this company later, in fact, these jobs are totally different from Luo Jian's professionalism.

Luo Jian University reported a super-naughty specialty, criminal psychology.

"I might really be more suitable as a detective." Luo Jian flipped through his resume and smiled helplessly. In particular, he also knows a madman who loves arms. The guy seems to know a lot of police figures. Through this relationship, Luo Jian really has the opportunity to become a detective.

However, Luo Jian's problem in this respect is just an imagination. He calculated how much money is left in his account, thinking that it should last a long time, and can go to the next job.

Luo Jian is more accustomed to saving money. He started to work part-time as a casual worker in high school. When he was in college, he used vacation time to do various part-time jobs. Therefore, he was more comfortable when he entered the society, even if he almost broke his relationship with his family. There is no extreme impact.

"By the way, go and see your parents." It just happened that I was out of work. I haven't contacted the family for so many years. Luo Jian thinks it's time and the parents should take it easy. It may be just right to go back now. 2k novel reading network