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

Nangong An's footsteps never stopped for a moment. He protected Xiao Huai and avoided the thorns that were chasing him from behind. His wounds had long been numb and he was completely unable to stop the blood from dripping to the ground.

Chen Chong followed closely beside him, weapon in hand ready to face any sudden danger.

"Why are you so difficult?"

Chen Chong threw out a flash bomb fiercely, and the thorns behind her stopped briefly while twisting violently, but soon caught up again.

Just as he finished speaking, a harsh sound of metal friction came from the front.

The door is open.

But what followed was a group of monsters.

More than a dozen ferocious monsters pounced out. Each monster looked very similar to a human, with brown words all over its body.

"Back off!" Nangong An shouted.

However, without any warning, they suddenly burst out at astonishing speed and rushed towards the two like arrows.

The first monster pounced over, its sharp claws reaching for Xiao Huai in Nangong An's arms.

Nangong An quickly dodged to the side, swung his arm to protect Xiao Huai, and used his magic to turn the monster into powder.

But Nangong An spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red liquid dripped down his jaw.

Chen Chong frowned and quickly glanced around, his expression becoming increasingly grim: "No... these things are backfiring!"

"Backlash?" A sharp light flashed in Nangong An's eyes.

"Cursed monsters, if you kill them, their damage will rebound directly to you." Chen Chong said in a low voice, cold sweat oozing from his forehead. "I've mentioned it on the forum, but I didn't expect to encounter it here."

The backbiters staggered closer, their bodies twisted like broken cursed dolls, their joints twisting unnaturally and making creaking sounds.

"When dealing with them, the stronger they are, the more likely they are to be attacked back. This is going to be troublesome."

As the door opened, not only did the backlash people appear, but also a very thick layer of black air.

This black energy suddenly swept over, and in just the blink of an eye...

Xiao Huai is missing.

"It seems that we are in great danger today." Chen Chong took out a piece of talisman paper.

Nangong An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Then at least, you have to die with understanding. If I lose Xiao Huai, I don't know how many people will blame me."

Seeing this, Chen Chong smiled lightly and finally said "hmm".

Qi Ye's figure emerged from the shadows with firm steps. His eyes were fixed on the darkness with a cold look, and he headed straight into the depths of the darkness with a clear goal.

"He knows Xiao Huai's location."

Chen Chong reacted suddenly and when she was about to stop Qi Ye, she suddenly felt a sense of oppression surrounding her.

It was an indescribable sense of existence, as if everything in the world was suppressed at that moment.

The air became heavy, and breathing seemed like a burden.

This was a pressure he had never felt before, and the oppression went deep into his bones.

The next second, all the backlashers and monsters that appeared in the game hall turned around like crazy.

Their goal is to

Qi Ye.

At this moment, the swirling black air suddenly began to dissipate rapidly, and the oppressive feeling that had permeated the entire area suddenly disappeared.

The strong wind swept away the last trace of black air.

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness, and the lights around him gradually brightened, as if the stage was lit up specially for him.

His footsteps were light and slow, but carried an aura that could not be ignored, and every step seemed to be stepping on the center of heaven and earth.

Xiao Huai's face was calm, his red eyes were slightly drooping, and his fine black hair was fluttering in the breeze.

His expression was stern and steady, without a trace of embarrassment on his body, as if the chaos just now had never touched him at all.

He just stood there quietly, yet the entire space trembled.

The wind blew up the hem of his clothes, and light and shadow intertwined behind him.

At that moment, he was like a savior walking out of a nightmare.

The blood-red pupils were like burning flames, reflecting the faces of Chen Chong and Nangong An.

"Xiao Huai..." Chen Chong muttered to herself, standing there in a daze.

Qi Ye was surrounded by monsters and had almost no way to retreat. He raised his head and met Xiao Huai's gaze.

His eyes froze, as if completely suppressed by something, and the sharp blade in his hand stopped in the air.

Xiao Huai turned his head and looked at him.

Qi Ye's figure was covered in blood and thorns. As he swung his blade, people fell one after another, but each kill would leave deeper wounds on his body.

His eyes were empty and cold, as if they were programmed to be like this.

To get close to Xiao Huai and kill him.

Xiao Huai just watched quietly as the wounds on Qi Ye's body increased in number.

But he remembered what Qi Ye said.

"I don't like pain"

Finally, Xiao Huai raised his knuckles, and those who were fighting back stopped attacking and all retreated, as if clearing a path for the two of them.

Xiao Huai slowly walked towards Qi Ye.

Chen Chong saw it and immediately said, "Xiao Huai, don't get close to him!"

Nangong An discovered that when the chaotic thorns touched the black air around Xiao Huai, they all stopped, as if they were suppressed by some invisible force and could not move forward.

Xiao Huai finally stopped and stood in front of Qi Ye.

There was only an arm's length between the two of them.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Xiao Huai's voice was so soft that it was almost blown away by the wind, but it touched people's hearts.

He stared into Qi Ye's eyes and said a sentence:

"Let's rest for a while."

The Savior's power seemed to increase tenfold at that moment.

Qi Ye paused, his pupils gradually lost focus, and finally his body fell limply to the ground. The thorns slowly shrank and turned into a silent darkness.

Xiao Huai turned around and glanced at Nangong An and Chen Chong. His expression remained calm, but with a hint of imperceptible fatigue.

He whispered, "Thanks."

Nangong An and Chen Chong had not yet recovered from the scene before them.

Chen Chong spoke first and told Xiao Huai everything that had happened during this period.

After hearing this, Xiao Huai lowered his eyes and said only three words.

“Gamification…”

The standby world is very likely to be undergoing gamification.

Just then, a strange whistling sound came from outside the window.

The wind suddenly intensified, and a huge windmill fell from the sky. The windmill was spinning, emitting colorful light, which was projected into the house.

The rotation of the windmill gradually slowed down and finally stopped in mid-air. A figure slowly emerged from the light and shadow of the windmill.

The little magician was dressed in gorgeous attire, like an actor from a stage play, and next to him was Lu Qian.

Lu Qian looked at Xiao Huai breathlessly, "Oh my God... I'm glad I made it in time. Xiao Huai, take a look at this."

He reached into his pocket and took out an irregularly shaped stone. The words "Xiao Huai" were clearly engraved on the surface of the stone, with lines of varying depths.

He handed the stone to Xiao Huai with great caution, as if it was not an ordinary stone but some dangerous object.