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Chi Yiyin hasn't seen this face for a long time, even in his dream, after he left the orphanage, he never saw her again.

Those steel blue eyes, from the day she left, became the initial hatred in his life.

— and motivation.

Chi Yiyin, who just woke up, sat on the bed when he was young in his memory, and even the touch of the fabric under his palm was as soft and cool as in his memory, as if the carefree time had reappeared again , surged towards him.

The surroundings are still the layout in memory, even the bouquet of flowers in front of the window has not withered, and the bright yellow is the only bright color in the gray and dark.

Chi Yiyin hasn't thought of this place for too long, even, he thought that he was about to forget all the experiences and memories he had been here.

But now, the facts tell him that all the memories are compressed in the books in the memory palace, but he doesn't read them himself, but it's not that the memory is damaged.

A slender and thin woman sat behind a table not far away, her long legs crossed, her smooth black hair tied into a ponytail fell behind her, her tight and powerful forearms were exposed under the rolled up sleeves of her shirt.

When Chi Yiyin saw her, he had already slowly restrained his nostalgia for this room. When he just woke up, all the emotions that had been exposed were gradually restrained, making his face that had a slight smile slowly fade away. Seriously, he pursed his lips without saying a word.

"I thought you were already dead."

He stepped down from the bed, still wearing ankle-length pajamas, with some slender white ankles exposed under the pure white fabric, the moment his bare feet stepped on the wooden floor, the coolness from him made him curl up his feet subconsciously.

The sound was also off.

It's not the familiar low and steady, but the crispness and cleanliness of a young man.

Chi Yiyin has now realized that he is no longer "himself", but has traveled back in time, not only returning to his childhood home, but even himself has changed back to his youthful appearance.

But time cannot be traced back, and all abnormalities must have traces to follow. When he ignored them, he must have lost some clues that could point to the truth.

He frowned imperceptibly, and under the force of willpower, his brain was like a machine that was forced to start, and it started to work again, allowing him to slowly retrieve the previous memory from the chaos.

He looked straight into the eyes of the cafe manager, and saw the moment when a woman collapsed under the pressure, the candlelight went out, and he lost the qualification for the candlelight concert, the last thing he could remember was the cafe and Beijing Tea figure...

It's not like he's actually back where he used to be.

Here, it is still a copy of the game field.

Thinking of this, Chi Yiyin gradually relaxed his guard against the woman in front of him, thinking that she was just a reappearance of the image when the memory materialized, no different from the surrounding furniture, and just a part of this room.

She is not real, just a fake painting.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and a gleam of happiness flashed in his black eyes.

But just as he turned around to walk towards the door, a woman's voice came from behind him again.

"When we met for the first time after many years, the first thing my only son asked me was that he thought I was already dead."

The woman snorted lightly: "If I say no, will you cry?"

Chi Yiyin stopped in her tracks for an instant, and her eyes widened slightly with her back turned to the woman.

...alive.

The house may have been reproduced from his memory due to certain effects in the copy, but the woman is real.

his mother...

The mother who abandoned him twelve years ago and never came back is still alive.

In an instant, a pile of complicated emotions accumulated in Chi Yiyin's heart, making him wonder what attitude to use to deal with her.

But soon, he tidied up his expression, and all his emotions disappeared. Then he turned around and looked at the woman with low eyes.

"Chi Yan."

The name that had been deliberately forgotten for many years, once again surfaced from the bottom of my heart.

"The first time we met after twelve years, didn't you send the knife into my heart?"

Chi Yiyin's youthful clear voice was mixed with deepness. He calmly looked at the woman who had been his mother and spent eleven years with him, and raised his finger to his chest with a sneer.

"It's in the haunted house of Ma's family, and your knife also sent me into the game field."

After entering the game field's initial confusion, the last memory of staying in reality has also been retrieved.

Chi Yiyin recalled that when he met the female ghost Ma Yuze in the haunted house, although the haunted house was full of dangers, he was already used to dealing with these inhuman things, and he was safe and safe, and even had a happy conversation with the female ghost. .

He told the female ghost that he wanted to take her away and write her story into a book so that more people could see that being able to wake up one more girl and save a girl was also the meaning of her story. .

—Let the girls after her not encounter similar tragedies again.

Ma Yuze agreed.

But just when she was about to leave with him, a sudden change occurred.

His mother, who had been missing for twelve years, suddenly appeared behind him, a sharp knife in her hand.

Amidst the female ghost's horrified screams, Chi Yiyin turned around, but only had time to see her mother's eyes clearly before the severe pain in her chest came.

One of the conditions to enter the game field, death and curse.

Chi Yiyin was not angry, he just wanted to laugh.

His mother, personally helped him meet this condition... Ha!

Chi Yan was indifferent to Chi Yiyin's narration. There was no fluctuation or tenderness on that face that was too handsome and sharp for a woman. She just stared at Chi Yiyin indifferently for a while, and then sneered slightly.

"Well, your incompetence is also something I didn't expect—or is this your revenge on me?"

Chi Yan indifferently withdrew his gaze and looked around the house: "I thought that you would do better in the game field, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you would fall into this kind of place, and even dragged me in, wasting my time .”

Chi Yiyin's fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly, but he was not angry at Chi Yan's indifference, he just frowned, realizing something from his mother's words.

Regardless of what happened in the cafe, it seems that one of the effects of this copy is to make people look back?

No, it's looking back on the best memories of the past for the person involved, and even pulling another protagonist into the memory for the sake of truth, confusing the real with the fake.

So from the cafe's point of view, the time when his mother hadn't left was a good memory for him?

ridiculous.

Chi Yiyin sneered inwardly, while being contemptuous of the cafe, he also realized that the reappearance of the memory was not based on himself.

Instead, the copy does it.

The copy analyzes him, even peeps into his memory, and thinks this is his good time, so he reproduces it.

If for ordinary people, there is really nothing wrong with the behavior of the copy.

But it never counted, Chi Yiyin is not a normal person.

Neither was his mother.

For Chi Yiyin, his happiest moment began on the day when the church was destroyed by fire.

All the shackles of the past have fallen off him, and he has never felt the freedom and lightness of his soul for a moment, as if the whole world is spread under his feet, and the truth and truth are hidden in unknown corners, waiting for him to come forward to explore.

The universe is so big that it reaches everything.

But obviously, the dungeon—or the manipulator behind the cafe, couldn't understand Chi Yiyin's happiness, and simply summed it up as a desire for family.

Family?

Ah.

Chi Yiyin sneered, and said to Chi Yan: "Don't think that you are so important that it's worth my time to take revenge on you. Whether I'm incompetent or not has nothing to do with you."

"Since you are also a player in the game field, then take care of yourself and don't need to follow me casually. No matter what you want to do in the game field, or even kill me for the purpose of pulling me here-I don't care. "

Chi Yiyin stood at the door of the room, made a "please" gesture, his eyes were indifferent: "You will be pulled in here, it's just a stupid misjudgment of the dungeon, it wants to shake me with this, but sorry, it's wrong .There is nothing to say between us."

The two are obviously mother and son, but their relationship is worse than that of enemies. When two pairs of similar eyes look at each other, they can clearly see the indifference in each other's eyes.

——In a certain respect, the mother and son who ignore each other are surprisingly similar.

Chi Yan watched Chi Yiyin quietly for a few seconds, and finally hooked his red lips, showing the first smile since Chi Yiyin woke up.

She stood up with her long hair flying behind her. Even though she was casually dressed in shirts and trousers, her slender figure with narrow waist and long legs made her presence impossible to ignore just standing there. She was 1.8 meters tall. to strong oppression.

When she moved around, it seemed like a gust of wind was blowing, and she looked down at Chi Yiyin, who was still a young man.

After a while, Chi Yan looked away calmly and indifferently: "If you die here, don't expect me to collect your body."

Chi Yiyin narrowed his eyes, but instead laughed.

Gentle and alienated are the masks he put on.

"rest assured."

He said softly: "I never counted on this. Or, I never thought that you are still alive."

Or... to be alive is to be dead.

Chi Yan took a deep look at Chi Yiyin, the smile on his lips seemed to admire him.

Then, she pushed open the door and stepped out without mercy.

There is only a void of darkness outside the door, like the space projected by Chi Yiyin in the copy. There is only this one house in the first place, and there is nothing outside the house.

The dungeon never thought that someone would reject the "beautiful" memories in his life, and was willing to give up all of them and leave.

But at Chi Yan's feet, a piece of wooden floor appeared out of thin air, spliced ​​quickly and spread to the distance, allowing her to leave.

Only regular footsteps sounded from outside the door, and there was no sticking or pause between the two sounds—Chi Yan walked without hesitation, and never even stopped to look back.

Chi Yiyin only felt a gust of wind blowing past him, and when he looked up again, it was already empty and there was no one else around.

Only the wooden corridor that still remains outside the door proves that Chi Yan is not what he imagined, but a real existence.

After a long time, he slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the house in front of him again.

Chi Yan is like a stone thrown into the sea, although it will briefly stir up waves, it will eventually calm down.

If Chi Yan appeared ten years ago, maybe he would still be moved, but now, he doesn't need it anymore.

Whether it is malicious or kind, he has long since had no expectations for Chi Yan, and naturally he will not have any emotions, only indifference.

Just like with strangers.

Chi Yiyin subconsciously raised his hand to touch his chest, but when he failed to touch the footless bird brooch pinned to his collar, he suddenly remembered that he was now back to his boyhood twelve years ago.

Before that day, his world seemed not so different from that of other children of the same age.

Until the evening of that day, the mother who had been busy for a long time finally came home, and there was a rare smile on her handsome face, as if her long-term pursuit had finally come to fruition.

Before Xiaochi Yiyin had time to ask his mother, his mother knelt down in front of him and told him—I'm sorry, but.

Starting today, you will survive alone. There are more important things than you that need me to complete.

Even if the end is death...

Chi Yiyin's last impression of her mother was at that evening.

Chi Yan's long hair bundled up was fluttering behind him, the exposed arms of the white shirt rolled into his arms, the echoing sound of his boots stepping on the ground, and his back turning away from him.

It is also because of this that Chi Yiyin saw the darkness behind the light in the church orphanage, and saw the deepest sin in the heart.

But it also gave him the qualification to step into the wider world.

Chi Yiyin blinked his eyelashes slowly, his youthful brows and eyes were calm, but when he lowered his eyes, those dark eyes were like deep vortices, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

He was not the only one who disappeared in the cafe at that time, but also Jingcha and Red Bird... How is it like him, the dungeon is to show all the players their good memories, what is the ultimate purpose of the dungeon?

Chi Yiyin pondered for a while, but because there was no most crucial clue, the fragments of his thoughts could not be pieced together.

He tried the calling system, and sure enough, it was the same as in the Snow Mountain story, the system didn't go online to respond to him.

There is no task issued by the system, no reminder of the copy, no idea what the purpose of the person behind the scenes is, and no idea how to leave the memory.

For others, such a situation can be called despair, but Chi Yiyin only thought for a few seconds, and then quickly searched the room again, trying to find clues.

From a young age, Chi Yiyin was a child who was smart enough, even to the point of terror.

He can even recall his memories when he was one or two years old, and accurately recount what happened. All the teachers and adults who have come into contact with him are amazed and even afraid of his intelligence.

People have a natural denial of things beyond their own understanding, no matter whether they can prove their existence or not, the first reaction is - "This is impossible!"

They even regard people with abilities far superior to themselves as monsters and aliens, lest these people take away their things.

—Although they never consider whether those powerful people need their "treasures".

Chi Yiyin grew up in such an environment.

But fortunately, Chi Yan is by no means an ordinary parent. Compared with Xiaochi Yiyin who had not yet grown up at that time, Chi Yan was the real "monster".

She can see through the secrets buried by everyone, and easily tell the truth that others are desperately trying to hide. She can reach heights that ordinary people can't reach in their lifetimes, and she can reach them with her hands.

Many people fear her, but admire her even more.

For raising an unusual child like Chi Yiyin, Chi Yan seems to be able to handle it with ease, and even the game between the mother and child makes others tremble.

Regarding the events of childhood, although the memories can no longer hurt Chi Yiyin, they are like books on the bookshelf, which can be used at will.

Chi Yiyin remembered very clearly that the role of "father" never appeared in his life.

It wasn't that "father" had any accidents, or left mother behind, or whatever.

But from the very beginning, this role really didn't exist.

Chi Yan told Chi Yiyin himself that he was completely her child and had no father.

How proud she is, she doesn't bother to lie, even if Chi Yiyin recalls the scene back then, she doesn't think that Chi Yan is deceiving herself.

But now, in the house where only the mother and son should live, there are adult men's clothes?

Chi Yiyin's brows and eyes sank.

He stood at the door and looked around the entire room. No matter how he looked at it, it was a very normal life of a family of three. The problem is, it's so normal that it seems out of place.

The mother and son Chi Yiyin and Chi Yan... have never been normal people.

After checking, he gradually realized that this house might not really be the home he used to live in.

It was rearranged by someone based on his memory and his own understanding.

Chi Yiyin checked all the rooms in this house, compared them one by one with what he remembered, and confirmed his guess.

The children’s picture books and color paintings in the room, the mother’s dress in the closet, and the existence of “father” revealed in the details of life.

Someone arranged this place according to his own cognition.

But the other party has never really understood Chi Yiyin, even when he was young, he was not naive and ignorant of the world. I don't even know Chi Yiyin's mother Chi Yan, she has never been a gentle person, let alone wear a skirt.

A crappy imitation.

Chi Yiyin hooked his lips, sneered, and had a rough guess about the effect of the copy.

The opponent's ability is different from Gu Xichao's, and he can't present all the past when he can't do it. In comparison, the opponent's ability seems to be more focused on confusing the player than attacking.

If it weren't for Chi Yiyin's strong memory ability, which allowed him to clearly remember all the layout of his home, and under his terrifying observation ability, nothing could escape his eyes, perhaps this crudely furnished home Under normal theory, he would ignore those small details in the "joy" of seeing his mother again.

Once falling into intense emotions, the player will lose his rational and calm judgment. At that time, the player's defensive and attack ability will drop significantly, and he will even pay any price in order to retain the beauty that has been lost.

It's a pity that the other party met Chi Yiyin, an abnormal person.

The moment Chi Yiyin confirmed the falsity of the memory represented by the house, the whole house collapsed in front of him, like building blocks that had been knocked down, falling one by one, revealing the covered dark void.

In the end, only Chi Yiyin was still in the form of a young man.

And outside the door, the wooden corridor for Chi Yan to leave.

He stretched out his hands and looked down at his still immature and slender hands, but he wondered why the false memory collapsed, but he did not return to his twenty-three-year-old body shape, but still looked like he was eleven years old.

But Chi Yiyin didn't hesitate too much, and evacuated to the corridor outside the room when the whole house was completely plunged into a dark void, then grabbed the objects next to him and threw them into the void.

Without even a sound, it was engulfed in darkness.

If it was a human being... perhaps he had fallen and died in the darkness.

Boundless fall, until despair.

Chi Yiyin's eyes sank, and he once again realized the sinister intentions of the dungeon.

If he doesn't break the false memory, he will be trapped in this small room forever, indulging in the "beautiful" past, unwilling to wake up from the dream.

And if he breaks here, his memory collapses, he will have no place to live in this space, and will only usher in physical death and spiritual despair.

It's like a hypocritical hypocrisy, bringing a self-important feast in front of you. Once you don't accept its kindness and overturn the dinner plate, it will fly into a rage and kill you to relieve your hatred.

—You don't like the beauty I give you?

Then you can go to hell.

Chi Yiyin sneered, then turned and walked towards the wooden corridor without looking back.

He still remembers the place where he lived with his mother. There was a long corridor that could be connected from one building to another in the air, just like the wooden corridor in front of him.

Chi Yan said that she was "involved" by him and dragged here, and left through the wooden corridor that appeared later.

This reminded Chi Yiyin that perhaps the wooden corridor in front of him was similar to the air corridor next to his former home, allowing him to go to another unknown place.

Or maybe, that's where Chi Yan went.

Chi Yiyin didn't hesitate too much, and immediately walked forward along the road that Chi Yan had walked, without any psychological burden on using what Chi Yan left behind.

Ordinary people may hate enemies, and even deliberately avoid any objects related to enemies.

But I will avoid it, and I still care after all.

Chi Yiyin was not like that.

He is indifferent to Chi Yan no matter whether he loves or hates him. To him, Chi Yan is no different from other strangers. They are all tools that can be used to achieve goals as long as they are suitable.

Since this corridor can solve his predicament, why not do it?

Just as Chi Yiyin was walking along the wooden corridor calmly and without fluctuation, Chi Yan outside the dungeon raised his long eyebrows. Looking at the scene projected on the screen, a different expression rarely appeared on his usually cold face. look.

"Is he your child?"

Others asked respectfully, but hesitated: "It looks...a little small?"

"Although there are also young people in the game field, those who die under the age of sixteen generally have difficulty generating enough obsession and emotion to enter the game field in their souls, which is rare."

The other person also hesitated, not sure: "Besides, President Chi, you have been in the game field for twelve years..."

Chi Yan didn't care about the words of the people around her. She stared at the young Chi Yiyin, but there was no warmth in her steel-blue eyes, and the smile on her lips was fleeting. Instead of his usual indifference, the powerful aura around him is so sharp that it is frightening.

She folded her arms around her chest, stared quietly for a while, and then turned around without hesitation. Instead of paying attention to Chi Yiyin, she confirmed the situation of the game field with the people around her.

"The game field fluctuated half an hour ago, did you find out the reason?"

"Sorry, President, it still takes time, the system is indeed difficult to overcome."

"The top management in the temporary residence area is in turmoil, why?"

"One of the founders, A-level survivor Bai Lan, left the temporary residence area and entered the instance [Doll Cafe]. He..."

The people around him reported respectfully, but Chi Yan stopped abruptly.

She turned sideways slowly, looking down at the people around her, which made the A-level survivor feel cold sweat for a moment, and immediately became nervous.

"coffee shop?"

Chi Yan slowly repeated the copy, and almost instantly, Bailan's purpose was clear in his heart, and he couldn't help sneering: "Then he can ask for more blessings."

"With Chi Yiyin here, no matter what Bailan wants to do is delusional."

Chi Yan moved his long legs again, and his long hair drew a sharp arc behind him.

"Chi Yiyin, but..."

Her low whisper was lost in the wind, so low that no one could hear it clearly.

…

The wooden corridor seems to never end.

The extension of space is unknown, the passage of time is unknown, and even the world outside the wooden corridor does not exist.

This kind of itinerary without a clear goal is enough to break the heart.

But every time Chi Yiyin walked across a piece of wooden floor, he would remember it silently in his heart, without being in a hurry. He even observes all the details he walks to make sure that he is not walking in a loop.

He was still wearing the same outfit he had woken up to. Under the ankle-length pajamas were his bare white feet. When he stepped on the wooden floor, he stayed as light as butterfly wings without making any sound.

The wind blows through the ankle.

Chi Yiyin was keenly aware of this.

There is wind, which means that there is air convection, and the different temperatures and environments of two different spaces are colliding—there is an exit in front.

Sure enough, after he counted silently for about fifteen minutes, the end of the corridor was no longer a corridor that converged into points but remained the same.

It's another horizontal corridor.

Different from the wooden corridor, the corridor that suddenly appeared was golden. From a distance, it was almost paved with gold, and even the gems inlaid in it could be vaguely seen, shining and luxurious.

What Chi Yiyin paid more attention to was the rare format in that corridor.

It was not the pattern of an ordinary residential building or building, but more like a church he had seen before.

It was built for several generations with the wealth of the whole country, decorated with gold, silver, jewelry and murals, and the huge stone pillars carved with portraits of goddesses, angels and animals lead straight to the zenith.

Standing on a high platform, the statue of the **** lowered its brows and eyes with a compassionate expression, and the believers prostrated themselves at the feet of the **** and kissed the ground paved with gold and stones to express their devotion and respect for him.

Chi Yiyin stopped at the junction of two different corridors and looked into it vigilantly.

You see more detail up close than in the distance.

He once visited the Sagrada Familia and was amazed by its magnificence. He even described it in his travel notes: [Even an army will get lost between the statues and the flower windows. 】

But the church in front of me is not inferior to the majestic momentum of the Sagrada Familia, even worse. According to Chi Yiyin's rough estimate, the gold used to decorate the church alone would cost hundreds of tons.

Chi Yiyin believes that if the players in the game field see this, this wealth, which is no less than the generous reward of [Dear Home], will make those players desperately jealous, killing each other just to get this amazing and shocking reward. gold.

Before Chi Yiyin could decide whether to go in, he heard an uncertain voice.

"Well…?"

The owner of the voice seemed to have seen him but dared not recognize him.

Although the sound was small, Chi Yiyin still keenly heard and followed the sound.

Immediately, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect to see Li Sijun here.

You must know that Li Sijun is in his heart now, but he is a dangerous person who has been highlighted. Even though Li Sijun was present at the cafe, Chi Yiyin never thought that he would also get the dungeon effect and enter the memory.

Not to mention being connected to Chi Yiyin's own memories, walking through the corridor and seeing Li Sijun standing in the church.

At this time, Li Sijun was wearing casual clothes, not like a clergyman or someone related to the church, but like a believer who came to pray.

But what contradicted his appearance was that he showed no respect at all.

It seems that in Li Sijun's view, the gods are not existences worthy of respect and belief, but the neighbor Zhang Er, who can casually drop by the door just by taking two steps to the side.

But the one who was more surprised than Chi Yiyin was Li Sijun.

He looked down at Chi Yiyin, who had shrunk by half, and couldn't help being stunned. He couldn't recover for a long time, and even forgot what he wanted to say. It took him a long time to confirm Chi Yiyin's identity in surprise.

Under Chi Yiyin's gaze, Li Sijun moved his lips, and said two words with a complicated expression: "...so small."

Chi Yiyin: "..."

He stepped into the golden ground of the church, and walked towards Li Sijun with a smile that was not a smile. He was obviously young and clear, but it was like a calm sea, with undercurrents surging below, a volcano erupting, and a tsunami approaching.

"Li Sijun, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Chi Yiyin smiled: "Say it again."

Seeing Chi Yiyin's reaction, Li Sijun calmed down instead, and confirmed that the young boy in front of him was indeed Chi Yiyin whom he was paying close attention to.

—Only Chi Yiyin can maintain an unshakable calmness and rationality no matter what situation or enemy he faces, and his words and attitude can be so sharp that people dare not face it.

Li Sijun raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in his golden brown eyes.

He just didn't expect that Chi Yiyin would not only shrink into the appearance of a boy, but also the color of his hair and eyes would change dramatically.

"The world is so small."

Li Sijun didn't change his face, nodded with a smile and said: "I didn't expect to meet you in this kind of place—it's still in this form."

"Is this your new venture?"

He smiled affirmatively, "Very cute."

Chi Yiyin: ...he has the desire to kill Li.

Chi Yiyin has experienced twenty-three years of life, but Li Sijun is probably the only one who can make him want to kill several times.

To a certain extent, Li Sijun is unique and special to Chi Yiyin.

—The kind of emotion that I especially want to kill.

Li Sijun walked up to Chi Yiyin and squatted down with his long legs, so that his eyes were at the same level as his, so that Chi Yiyin didn't need to look up at him.

But just because Chi Yiyin noticed this detail, he had a slight change of opinion towards Li Sijun, when Li Sijun laughed "Poof!"

He even stretched out his beautiful palm, and compared Chi Yiyin's soft brown hair back and forth to measure his height, as if he wanted to see how tall Chi Yiyin was when he was a teenager.

Li Sijun's height is more than 1.9 meters. To Chi Yiyin when he was eleven years old, he was considered a "giant".

But the other party's undisguised actions made Chi Yiyin blush and clenched his fists.

Then when Li Sijun stretched out his hand again, Chi Yiyin shot out like lightning, and his slender palm mercilessly grabbed the opponent's big hand, and then skillfully smashed it back hard.

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound of bones.

One of Li Sijun's fingers was twisted by Chi Yiyin.

"I have already warned you, don't say that I did not predict it." ①

Chi Yiyin's face was indifferent, and his eyes were calm and unwavering: "Or, do you think I don't have determination or strength, and I'm just scaring you?"

Surprise flashed across Li Sijun's face, but he didn't show any sign of anger. Instead, he raised his head and laughed, his hair falling back from his ears.

His laughter echoed in Nuoda's church, echoing out in circles for a long time, like the organ of the holy voice.

Chi Yiyin frowned and looked at Li Sijun's eyes, as if he was looking at a psychopath, but there was no trace of wanting to escape or feeling weird in his eyes.

On the contrary, I find Li Sijun interesting.

Adjectives such as well-behaved and well-behaved are tantamount to scolding for Chi Yiyin. For him, whether he is crazy or crazy, what he appreciates in the end is only courage and wisdom.

It so happened that Li Sijun lacked neither.

— Even at certain moments, he was crazier than Chi Yiyin.

This made Chi Yiyin feel a rare sense of kindred spirit.

He was very curious, a crazy person like Li Sijun... when they collided, who would be the last one to survive.

When Li Sijun slowly suppressed his laughter, his bright golden brown eyes were covered with physiological tears, sparkling like sunlight penetrating the surface of a lake, and the broken gold bloomed with the waves, especially in the background of a church It brings a sense of holiness and divinity, which is too beautiful to behold.

Even Chi Yiyin looked at him in a daze for a moment, then calmed down the expression on his face, and slowly pursed his lips.

Chi Yiyin had already loosened Li Sijun's broken phalanx, but when Li Sijun looked down at his palm, he just glanced over, and his slender fingers were already intact, without any trace of injury.

Like the miracles that Moses once performed.

"So, relying on your own strength, you feel that no matter how many times you are killed by me, you will recover as before, so you are unscrupulous?"

Seeing this, Chi Yiyin raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't surprised or admiring. Instead, his eyes gradually darkened, and a storm was brewing in his eyes.

He thought of a more "effective" method.

For example, sinking Li Sijun into the bottom of the sea, repeated restoration of new life, repeated death, constantly wandering between life and death. Even if you are not old or dead, you will not be comfortable.

Another example, Jiang Li Sijun...

"Thinking of something dangerously bad?"

Li Sijun's low voice with a smile reminded him.

He looked at Xiao Chi Yiyin who was thinking seriously with interest, and suddenly felt that Chi Yiyin, who looked like a mature adult with deep thoughts, was extremely cute.

Chi Yiyin: "... thinking about how I can kill you."

He looked at Li Sijun solemnly, and with the most serious and meticulous expression, said the most dangerous words: "In order to convince you, it seems that I need to prove something—such as successfully killing you once."

"Puff!" Li Sijun laughed heartily.

Chi Yiyin frowned, and reached out to Li Sijun's chest without hesitation: "Stay away from me, thank you. Your breath has already fallen on me, I have a cleanliness."

Li Sijun did not resist, but followed Chi Yiyin's force and fell backwards, sitting on the golden ground.

He sat on the ground casually, without the slightest reverence for the church, and looked like a blasphemer.

But with his hands and long legs propped on the ground casually, he quietly wrapped Chi Yiyin in Xuxu's embrace. If Chi Yiyin wanted to escape, he would be dragged back immediately.

However, Chi Yiyin just stood there and looked at him coldly, without any intention of fear or retreat.

This made the smile in Li Sijun's eyes even stronger.

"Aren't you curious, why are you here? You don't want to ask where this is?"

There was still a smile on Li Sijun's handsome face, and he asked: "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

"Maybe I know a lot of things, as long as you ask, you can get more than the game place