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Shen Jing is not only Pei Zhuyang's heart knot, but also Xu Xiyan's heart knot.

If possible, Xu Xiyan even hoped that the person playing chess with Shen Jing now would be himself.

While I am happy for my former friends, the worries lingering in my heart are getting stronger and stronger.

When they were young, they always wanted to be heroes, eagerly and passionately expected to be omnipotent.

Later they discovered that omnipotence is not a good thing.

Extraordinary ability may also mean a price that ordinary people cannot bear.

How does a top S card player bypass the restrictions of the rules and enter a low-level game that only newcomers can enter?

Even Xu Xiyan didn't know.

Nicknamed Doctor, Xu Xiyan, a purely theoretical S-card player who is often criticized for having close to zero combat power, has always had a very high enthusiasm for things that are unknown until now.

But at this moment, he was extremely afraid of the answer to the question.

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There is almost no suspense in the battle between Pei Zhuyang and "Shen Jing".

The mirrored boss who has been wandering in the low-level field for seven years does not have the ability to fight Yangshen at all.

At first, "Shen Jing" was not aware of this problem.

Although her appearance hasn't changed at all, she just grew from a child to a young girl, but she has forgotten everything in the past, including every bit of getting along with Pei Zhuyang.

So the girl didn't know who the person in front of her was and why she came to her.

According to the rules that the mirror image boss needs to abide by, the girl tried to negotiate with the player in front of her.

"I don't like fighting, so I can give you the last attribute stone. What do you want for extra rewards? Double the points? Or other rewards?"

The flattering words are completely inconsistent with the impression of ordinary players on game bosses.

Thank goodness for them not being killed by the BOSS, who would have thought that the BOSS would have such a humble day.

In fact, this is a common operation for the mirror image boss. Once the mirror image boss appears, it has the conditions to be killed by the player. The mirror image boss does not want to bear the risk of extinction, so it must try to avoid confronting the player head-on.

Ordinary players can forget about it at this time. Compared with fighting to the death with the mirrored boss, it's better to grab it and leave.

It's a pity that the one standing here is Pei Zhuyang.

"I don't lack props or points, I just want this game to end here."

"Such a big tone? Let me see how capable you are."

The negotiation broke down, and the girl sneered, waving a silver sickle that didn't match her figure, her eyes filled with the confidence to split the enemy in half in the next second.

boom--

In contrast, it is also a sickle.

It was firmly held in Pei Zhuyang's hands, and easily blocked the girl's attack.

A huge pure black scythe with golden dark stripes on it.

The girl's weapon was shredded like a piece of tofu, and only had time to make a dying sound.

The agile deer eyes suddenly widened, and lost all expression in an instant, leaving only deep shock and fear.

The girl couldn't believe it: "You... Wanhun?"

Accompanied by a terrified wail, the girl spit out the name of the number one team in the mirror world——

As well as the top team item with the same name as the team name, the number one weapon in the weapon spectrum, Wanhun.

"What's going on, who are you? How can you have a thousand souls? You are not a newcomer at all, how did you come here?"

The girl was almost overwhelmed with doubts.

She gave up the opportunity to further evolve, gave up the intermediate field or even the advanced field, and gave up the possibility of becoming stronger, which made the Five Elements Restraint become a new wall that everyone can't avoid.

How is it possible, how is it possible.

How could such a person enter the kingdom she finally built?

The girl's face was pale, and she backed away again and again.

Pei Zhuyang took advantage of the victory and pursued, the sickle mercilessly cut down, and a strand of black hair hanging from the girl's ear was hanging down.

"..."

The girl is completely being suppressed and beaten. Even if she is the fearsome mirrored boss in the mirrored game, at this point, she has realized the fact that the enemy is strong and we are weak.

At the moment of life and death, the girl didn't dare to hold her any longer, and begged for mercy: "Wait a minute, I'll give you more rewards..."

Pei Zhuyang turned a deaf ear and pressed forward step by step.

The girl desperately thought of ways to escape, but without the mirrored coat, she could only be regarded as a weak player.

Even her weakness is not only reflected in the low level of props.

"Shen Jing" was too young when she was mirrored, and when it was time to receive education and grow up slowly, she fell into the endless loop of the mirror game, wandering forever in this never-ending game, not touching the crowd, They didn't get the education they deserved, and their minds didn't grow.

It's like a seed that should have lost its vitality seven years ago, but it not only took root, but also sprouted, and finally blossomed into a twisted flower.

The girl smelled the fate of dying, and began to throw props out without money, no matter what the effect was, she wanted to find an escape route in the chaos, but Pei Zhuyang's pursuit was extremely fast, and the weapon was as beautiful as a knife in the sun. The sickle, as vivid as the morning sun, fell ahead of time as if it could predict her direction.

Those low-level props cannot be delayed even for a second in front of Wanhun.

The girl was terrified, and the huge gap in strength made her feel horrified.

What she didn't know was that Pei Zhuyang didn't kill him from the beginning.

Looking calm on the surface, in fact Pei Zhuyang's hand holding Wanhun was trembling.

Even if he had killed more than one mirrored boss, even if he knew in his heart that Shen Jing was no longer alive, but on this day, the emotion in his heart was like a huge hand, choking the rational throat.

If he hadn't become like this, if everything was on the right track, he wouldn't have come to the five elements, and Shen Jing could continue to live in this illusory game, forever in this illusory game.

It was such a moment of soft-heartedness and stupefaction that the girl suddenly disappeared from Pei Zhuyang's eyes.

Pei Zhuyang sighed, but there was not much annoyance in his voice.

As long as Wanhun hits the enemy for the first time, it will never lose its target again, like a top hunter on the food chain, as long as it locks on the target, it will never fail.

Pei Zhuyang paused for a moment, the sickle in his hand was shining golden, and he chopped towards an inconspicuous protrusion on the mountain wall.

The tip of the knife pierced the girl's belly, and the girl screamed and appeared.

In the next second, the huge wound healed instantly, and the girl turned back into a rock, and rushed towards Pei Zhuyang from the other side of the mountain.

Unfortunately it didn't work.

Wanhun seemed to be alive, and changed direction ahead of time.

The girl was pierced again, and this time, she fell to the ground in embarrassment, spitting blood.

Pei Zhuyang seemed provocative and joked, "Have you run out of props?"

"You...cough cough...why are you..." The girl said bitterly: "You are not a newcomer at all, how could you come here, it's not fair, I paid so much to stay in the low-level field..."

"Why do you stay in the low-level field, isn't it good to evolve into a high-level field boss earlier?"

"Of course it's because..."

The girl couldn't wait to say the answer, but the moment the answer was about to come out, her mind went blank.

Yes, why?

She clearly knew why, but it seemed...she couldn't remember.

The desire to stay in the low-level field was so strong that she did so much useless work to make the death rate meet the requirements of the low-level field, and even violated the evolutionary instinct that all mirrored bosses have, day after day, year after year Guarding his own little kingdom for a year.

Why, she can't remember?

"I'm like, I don't remember why..."

The girl muttered.

The excessive blood loss made her a little delirious, and she gradually revealed a fragile look.

"Can you...can you let me go, even without me, the mirror game will not disappear..."

The theoretical death rate of Wuxingxiangke is only [-]/[-], and the survival rate is as high as [-]/[-]. It is only because of the huge number of deaths in a game, which implies that players kill each other and it is difficult to break through the [-]/[-] survival rate. Criticism, in fact, these players can't escape a death sentence when they participate in other games.

It's not the girl who's wrong, it's this twisted world that's wrong.

Pei Zhuyang understood everything, seven years ago he understood everything an S-level player should understand.

At this moment, he understood another thing.

A thing that only Pei Zhuyang can understand.

That's what "Shen Jing" himself has forgotten, and the reason why he has to stay in the low-level game no matter what.

There are also different opinions in the forums as to why Wuxingxiangke has been a low-level game for so many years.

All the unreasonable behaviors of the mirrored BOSS come from a certain obsession in the human period.

The most vicious guess is that this is because of the evil taste of the BOSS itself. Perhaps the BOSS was a villain who took pleasure in torturing small animals in the human period, so after becoming a BOSS, he continued the evil thoughts of the human period and continued to torment weak newcomers.

Obviously, that's not the case.

The reason for this was "Shen Jing"'s last thought before turning into a mirror.

Only players with strong obsessions will be mirrored, and mirroring will infinitely magnify the obsession of the player before death, no matter whether the idea itself is good or malicious.

The strong and optimistic girl thought so when she was buried alive——

Someone will come to my rescue, if only I last a little longer.

One thought is seven years.