Mirror Law [Infinite Stream]

[A-level props: Arrow of the Spirit

Elf things are always shiny and weird.

Item Description: Arrows that can be used endlessly. After shooting, hitting the target will automatically restore an arrow. When the arrow hits the target, it will kill you with one blow. 】

This bow and arrow is Liu Lang's favorite prop. Relying on the arrow of the spirit, he has never missed a shot in the mirror world.

Seeing that his opponent was killing the blood spider faster than himself, Liu Lang wanted to catch him by surprise, kill the opponent first, and then complete the task.

Unexpectedly, the bow and arrow he fired without fail was blocked by the opponent, and Liu Lang's face changed suddenly.

Jing Yuan sneered: "Sneak attack?"

The Keheng sword in his hand swung a sword wind and went towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang, who was attacked by Jingyuan, had to dodge to avoid Jingyuan's attack, but he escaped the attack and sent himself to the mouth of a blood spider.

"Liu Lang, get out of here!"

The companion reminded, but it was too late, Liu Lang's right arm was directly bitten off by a blood spider.

Jingyuan reminded Xue Qixing: "They couldn't help but do it, what are you waiting for?"

Xue Qixing squinted at the injured Liu Lang, blood flowed from his fingertips: "I thought I could pass through peacefully..."

Jingyuan sneered: "I also want to save trouble, but those ants are overwhelmed."

Xue Qixing shook his head: "Then don't blame me for retaliation."

The palms contracted, and the mottled blood on the surrounding blood spiders was manipulated by Xue Qixing to suspend in the air. The blood spiders that had lost their blood had their epidermis exposed to the air, making them look even uglier and more disgusting.

The five people on the opposite side were busy checking Liu Lang's wound, but they didn't notice any changes in the blood spiders around them.

By the time they found out that Liu Lang's blood was floating from his body into the air, it was already too late.

Bright red blood diffused in the air, surrounding them.

Someone panickedly tried to attack Xue Qixing and Jingyuan.

"Snapped--"

Xue Qixing snapped his fingers.

The blood shrank rapidly, wrapping the five people in it, and condensed into a ball.

"Bang!", the blood cell exploded, and the five people in the place couldn't see the shape anymore.

Xue Qixing struck while the iron was hot, and a large amount of blood flowed under the control of Xue Qixing's fingers, turning into blood blades.

The dense blood blades were like an imperceptible breeze, quickly shuttled through the entire space, and the blood spiders were quickly harvested by Xue Qixing.

[Congratulations to Xue Qixing, Jingyuan, who lives on the second floor of the Peace Corridor, for winning! 】

[Welcome to the fourth floor of the Peace Corridor! 】

The landform on the fourth floor of the Peace Corridor is high-tech, and a large number of computers are densely arranged here. Every person on the fourth floor has a computer in front of them.

Xue Qixing glanced at it briefly, and there was a list of props on the fourth floor on the computer screen.

Jing Yuan was sitting on a computer chair next to them, and there was no one else around them, so Xue Qixing just took out what he got.

Quickly passed the duel, = got two props, crimson heart and glass shoes.

Xue Qixing looked at the transparent high-heeled shoes with a similar texture to plastic in his left hand, and the pink love heart full of girlish hearts in his right hand.

With another pink dress, Xue Qixing felt that he could become a magical girl soon.

Xue Qixing shook his head quickly, and deleted the picture that made him feel cold from his mind.

Jing Yuan seemed to have thought of something, with a smile on his lips: "Why don't you keep these two props, they are quite suitable for you."

Xue Qixing rolled his eyes at Jingyuan: "Don't think that I can't hear that you are mocking me!"

Take out the meat dice and use it directly on the hot-eyed glass shoe.

The meaty dice landed on the computer table in front of Xue Qixing, rolled twice, and one side was facing the glass shoe in Xue Qixing's hand.

The glass shoe was surrounded by a faint red light in Xue Qixing's hands, disassembled and reassembled, and instantly became another prop.

"...a fruit knife?"

Xue Qixing looked at the small and exquisite ceramic fruit knife in his hand, his face was full of question marks, and his shoe turned into a fruit knife. This change was a bit tasteful.

But what is surprising is that this seemingly ordinary fruit knife is actually an A-level prop? !

[A-level props: ceramic knife

In order to avoid hurting your hands when peeling apples, this knife is not sharpened at all!

Props Description: Using props can cut off everything, but it cannot cause harm to the world! 】

Jingyuan narrowed his eyes: "A knife that can't hurt people? Is this still an A-level item?"

His tone was full of Jingyuan's contempt.

Xue Qixing tried to save face for his non-chief luck: "Perhaps... what other use does it have?"

Jingyuan: "Is it used to peel apples?"

Xue Qixing: ...

Can you stop hurting me like this?

The meat dice can only be used once for an item, and there is only one crimson heart left. Xue Qixing handed the meat dice and the crimson heart to Jingyuan.

"You do it."

He always felt that if he was using meat dice, the props he would get would be even worse than this time.

Xue Qixing is very self-aware of his identity as a non-chieftain.

Jingyuan tossed it casually, and the pink crimson heart in his hand began to extend and expand with a faint red light. After the transformation was over, Jingyuan looked at the props in his hand, and his expression was uglier than that of Xue Qixing just now.

Xue Qixing managed to conjure up an A-level item, but what Jingyuan had was only a D-level item.

[D-level props: Broken pocket watch

I don't know who threw the garbage here, it's barely a prop.

Item description: After using it, you can go back to 1 minute ago. 】

"puff--"

Seeing the description of the props, Xue Qixing couldn't help laughing.

Before Jingyuan was furious, Xue Qixing quickly reached out and clicked twice on the computer screen that listed the props on this floor.

He selected the three low-level props that he was optimistic about just now, and started the duel directly.

[Duel chips:

C-level props Wanjian Zhenxie Tower D-level props Broken pocket watch A-level props Ceramic knife

VS

C-level props wooden man D-level props mermaid tears C-level props playing cards]

The dueling arena is a huge dungeon, and the victory condition requires either escaping the dungeon or defeating the opponent.

The hot-tempered Jingyuan naturally chose the simplest method, and Xue Qixing and Xue Qixing were hostile to the other four.

Xue Qixing set up a blood barrier, Jingyuan easily blocked all attacks with the Keheng sword, and the elusive blood blade shuttled through the cellar, quickly finishing off the enemy.

[Welcome to the seventh floor of the Peace Corridor! 】

……

[Welcome to the fifteenth floor of the Peace Corridor! 】

Hearing the voice prompting in his ear, Jing Yuan held the wound on Xue Qixing's shoulder and appeared on the No.15 floor of the Peace Corridor.

In the last duel, Xue Qixing was ambushed by the enemy on the shoulder, and Jing Yuan directly cut off the head of the guy who made the ambush.

And Xue Qixing's shoulder was penetrated by the enemy's plant ability, and the plant was covered with barbs.

Once the enemy died, the barb was directly connected to the flesh and blood on Xue Qixing's shoulder, and Xue Qixing's shoulder was almost bloody.

Jingyuan clutched Xue Qixing's shoulder tremblingly, gritted his teeth and said, "I shouldn't give that man a fatal blow, it's right to slowly torture him to death."

Xue Qixing's face was pale, and the loss of blood and the wound on his shoulder made him very weak.

Even so, Xue Qixing was still in the mood to joke with Jing Yuan: "If I waited for you to torture him to death... I might have bled all the blood from my body long ago..."

"Shut up! Isn't your supernatural power able to heal wounds?" Jing Yuan frowned and pressed the wound on Xue Qixing's shoulder: "Why hasn't it recovered for so long?"

"Ahem..." Xue Qixing coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

"There is toxin in that person's ability, my blood is expulsing the toxin inside, and the wound cannot be repaired until the detoxification is complete..."

The fifteenth floor of the Peace Corridor was a desolate Gobi Desert, surrounded by weeds and broken stones. Xue Qixing pointed to a stone next to it that could barely fit a person.

"Put me there first... let me rest for a while..."

Xue Qixing wanted Jingyuan to help him over, but Jingyuan directly hugged Xue Qixing with both hands.

"...Jingyuan?"

"That way you won't touch the wound."

Without squinting, Jing Yuan hugged Xue Qixing and walked to the stone, and put down the lighter guy in his arms.

These few days they have been soaking in the Peace Corridor, fighting non-stop for those few props and people, Xue Qixing didn't eat well, and now he is so thin that it is easy to hug him.

Just as Xue Qixing said, the wound on his shoulder first released a layer of dark green mucus toxin. After the toxin was discharged, Xue Qixing's face obviously began to recover blood, and the wound on his shoulder gradually healed.

"Ah... my shoulders are back again..." Xue Qixing lay on his back on the stone and let out a sigh.

Seeing that Xue Qixing was fine, Jingyuan returned to his venomous nature: "You are still too weak, Xue Qixing, to be wounded to such a half-dead state by those ants."

Xue Qixing was paralyzed in place, enjoying the fake sunshine, and waved his hands to Jingyuan: "You are right, I am a weak chicken."

Seeing Xue Qixing's casual appearance, Jingyuan couldn't help but feel angry, but Xue Qixing was just right, and Jingyuan couldn't bear to hit him, so he sighed through gritted teeth.

"Enough time has been wasted in the Peace Corridor, you don't have much life left, and it's time to go to the small world—"

Before Jingyuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt the wind behind him, turned around and blocked the object that was coming towards him with a sword.

A paper bird?

"Chirp—"

The paper bird was blocked by the Keheng sword, and it struggled to scream at Xue Qixing.

"What's that?" Xue Qixing got up from the spot and looked at the paper bird.

"This thing seems to be looking for you."

Jingyuan stretched out his hand to hold the bird's still flapping paper wings, and showed it to Xue Qixing.

Xue Qixing's direction just happened to be able to see the inside of the paper bird, and it seemed that something was written on it.

"let me see."

When the paper bird was touched by Xue Qixing's hand, it instantly lost its vitality and turned into an ordinary origami.

Xue Qixing unfolded the paper bird, and Xue Qixing's face changed suddenly when he saw the words on it.

【A Xing save me

Xue Qixing, your friend is in our hands.

Come to the urban area [-] kilometers west of the Peace Corridor, and you will not wait after the expiration date. ——The Robbery Corps]

The first line of writing is obviously Yang Mengqi's handwriting, while the following line of writing, written with such strength that it almost penetrates the back of the paper, is 80.00% likely to be written by Royana.

"How did Jiedao Corps know about Yang Mengqi!?" Jing Yuan frowned in confusion.

Although Xue Qixing was puzzled, Yang Mengqi had to save him: "Go and have a look and you'll know."

The paper in his hand was crumpled by Xue Qixing. Yang Mengqi had just entered the mirror world and had no ability to protect himself.

Since the Jiedao Corps dared to use Yang Mengqi to threaten him, Xue Qixing would never let those guys go.