It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai's throat tightened and his chest ached slightly, as if some unspeakable emotions were slowly surging.

I don't know when, a tear quietly slid down my left eye, cold and slow.

When he came to his senses, tears had already flowed down his cheekbones. He calmly reached out and wiped away the tears. When he raised his head, his expression had returned to normal.

At this moment, the wind around them blew up slightly, blowing up the silent dust.

The faint cold light of the flashlight illuminated a corner of the cemetery, reflecting the faces of him and Lu Yuanshi as they stared at each other.

The wind suddenly blew, bringing a hint of coolness and blowing up the dust all around.

Brushing his silver-white hair, he stood in the silence, gazing deeply at Xiao Huai.

The two looked at each other in silence, and then Lu Yuanshi quietly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him again.

All kinds of emotions are condensed in this lonely wind, like the only bond between heaven and earth.

How would you feel when you gaze upon a person who looks just like you, lying quietly in a cemetery?

It's like a mirror buried underground, sealing away all the pain and struggle of the past, but the incomprehensible loneliness washes over the soul again and again.

helpless.

Completely helpless.

Once again, the world abandoned him.

At that moment, the lights were dim, and the dim light outlined the silhouette beside the tombstone. In the silence, Lu Yuanshi's figure was lonely and desolate.

Xiao Huai's gaze stayed on him. He wanted to speak, but found that all the words were choked by the pain in his chest.

At this moment, those words turned into a silent tide that completely drowned him.

As he walked towards Lu Yuan, each step seemed to pass through a long wilderness, and finally stopped in front of him.

Without saying a word, Xiao Huai just held him in his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around him, as if he was using up all his strength to feel the other person's presence.

He could feel Lu Yuanshi's warmth, warm and fresh, like a ray of light, illuminating the bottomless darkness in his heart.

Lu Yuanshi's pupils dilated slightly, and at that moment, the whole world was filled with tranquility.

He closed his eyes and finally found support in this world that could be shattered at the slightest blow.

At that moment, he knew that this moment of warmth was all his reality and his only harbor to escape from loneliness.

At this moment, the ground began to shake slightly. As the shaking became stronger, a dangerous atmosphere filled the air.

Xiao Huai frowned slightly and quickly noticed an unusual fluctuation coming from not far away.

He grabbed Lu Yuanshi's hand and planned to leave.

However, Lu Yuanshi stopped.

He raised his hand and gently touched the corner of his left eye, where he had shed tears.

Then, he turned to look at the glass coffin, his eyes deep and calm, as if silently expressing a thought - if you care about him, just take him away?

Xiao Huai was stunned for a moment, staring into Lu Yuanshi's eyes, and a trace of shock passed through his heart.

After a moment, he smiled calmly, with a kind of relieved tenderness: "You have always been alone."

It’s always been... Lu Yuanshi.

As the words fell, Lu Yuanshi was slightly startled, his eyes flickered, his fingers quietly clenched and unclenched, and somewhere in his heart gradually became brighter and complete.

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A shrill cry came from the sky, and thousands of water bats circled down, their sharp cries cutting through the darkness like sharp blades.

The noise grew louder, mixed with the screams and cries of fear from some of the contestants.

"How can we play? We can't get out! Here they come again, the monsters are coming again!" Someone was shouting hysterically, despair in his voice.

The contestants who had just escaped death from the first level were now huddled against the wall of the maze. Some covered their ears helplessly, while others hugged each other tightly, their eyes filled with fear. "This damn maze! Why won't they let us leave!"

Suddenly, a pleasant and cold laugh came from the darkness, and a woman in black leather clothes walked slowly towards them.

She flicked the whip in her hand, and the tail of the whip drew a sharp arc in the air.

The collar around a woman's neck is different from others.

It is golden.

Her eyes were cold and stern, with an incomparable sense of superiority. She swept her gaze over the group of contestants like a high-ranking judge, and sneered faintly.

"Because." She twisted the whip playfully, then raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You haven't found a real way out."

The woman sneered and swung the whip in her hand suddenly. The tail of the whip made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

She chose the contestant who looked the most timid, a thin man.

When the man saw this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, fear spreading in his eyes. Driven by instinct, he turned and ran away, but after only a few steps, he fell to the ground in panic.

With his hands on the ground, his body trembling violently, he looked back at the approaching woman in despair, his lips trembling, unable to utter any cry for help.

At this desperate moment, the man's fear seemed to be ignited to the limit.

His pupils suddenly dilated, the whites of his eyes became bloodshot, his muscles twisted and swelled, and claw-like bone spurs grew on his fingers. His appearance gradually became hideous, his body deformed in pain, and he let out a low growl like a beast.

The next moment, he suddenly jumped up, opened his bloody mouth, and pounced on the woman, his eyes full of violence and hunger.

But the woman did not show any fear, instead a hint of cold satisfaction appeared in her eyes.

She dodged his attack by moving sideways, and the whip in her hand wrapped around the man's neck as nimbly as a poisonous snake, then pulled hard and threw him heavily to the ground.

"That's it. The look of being vulnerable and consumed by fear suits you perfectly." She sneered, raised her whip and swung it down, the tail of the whip piercing the man's chest precisely.

With a scream, his body twitched violently, blood splattered everywhere, his claw-like hands dropped limply, and finally fell completely silent at her feet.

As the man turned into a cold corpse at the woman's feet, the smiley face collar around her neck instantly lit up with the number "+1", flashed for a moment, and then disappeared immediately.

Anyone who has played the game wouldn't know what this scene means.

The look of astonishment instantly turned into excitement and desire.

The tense atmosphere suddenly rose, and everyone's eyes began to change quietly, gradually taking on a sense of scrutiny and consideration.

Some people clenched their weapons tightly, their eyes flickering, revealing an eager look, as if they had finally seen a shortcut to survival.

In the silent space, whispers began to spread.

Drive them crazy, turn them into monsters, and then kill them?

Can I pass the level?

So, aren't the players who have just reached the second level the easiest to cheat?

The woman smiled lazily, swinging the whip deftly in her hand. She glanced around indifferently, and the smile in her eyes seemed to show that she was very satisfied with the turmoil she had created.

But she suddenly felt an unknown gaze.

Who? Who's there?