Secret arrows are hard to defend

The candlelight swayed gently in the sparkling peach blossom eyes, and the hazy tears covered the faint cynicalism in Lu Xuandu's bones, and the half-bright and half-dark light and shadow depicted his outline very softly and affectionately, and the touch of his fingertips Warm and real, and that's why it's all the more unreal.

Song Wuan subconsciously wants to deny that Lu Xuan will always appear in his hallucinations, but the person in front of him cannot be real, and a person cannot appear in a confined space out of thin air.He broke free from Lu Xuandu's hand, and said with great certainty: "You are also a fake."

The person in front of him didn't disappear like before, but instead looked at him with a concerned look: "Wu An, what's wrong with you? Did you have hallucinations before?"

Failed.Why?

He can distinguish between reality and illusion, Wei Rui is an illusion, A Niang is also an illusion, and the "Lv Xuandu" in front of him must not be real, even though he himself should be in the cities of various kings.Why is Lu Xuandu's hallucinations as lingering as his own?

Song Wuan stared at the person in front of him, and said with certainty, "You are not Lu Xuandu."

Lu Xuandu looked a little at a loss: "Wu An, are you okay?"

If it wasn't for him, Lu Xuan wouldn't even show such an expression—probably not.But when he is acting, he can make any expression.No, no, no, Song Wuan restrained his wavering again: "I saw you fall with my own eyes, and there were steel knives underneath."

"Why should Wuan deceive himself? You clearly saw that I disappeared suddenly, and I didn't fall to the bottom of the cave." Lu Xuandu shook his fan helplessly: "Although Wuan is ruthless, a certain person has always been lenient to others, and I am very worried about Wuan. An, this is how I found it, but Wu An refused to recognize him, it's really sad."

"It's impossible for you to be Lu Xuandu. Could it be that you can't get in through the wall?"

Lu Xuandu smiled and said: "No. However, this is not the first time Lu has quietly stood behind you, right?"

"Where did you come in from?"

"you guess?"

Song Wuan: "..."

He had to admit that he didn't know Lu Xuandu well. To him, Lu Xuandu itself was extremely untrue, full of lies, and came out as soon as he opened his mouth, making it impossible for people to distinguish the truth from the fake.And the phantom in front of him is [-]% similar to him, and the rest of the dissimilarity can also be explained by disguise.He was actually not sure about the answer, so this Lu Xuan was still floating in front of his eyes.No, maybe not, or maybe the longer he stayed here, the more hallucinogenic drugs he was exposed to, and the more real the hallucinations became—whatever the reason, the conclusion was that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Song Wuan no longer talked to Lu Xuandu, who was most likely to be false. What could trick him in this room was either some kind of gas he inhaled, or something he had touched.When he lifted the bed curtain, he smelled an unknown fragrance, and then began to hallucinate, and the medicine probably fell on the bed curtain.He pulled the hood over to cover his nose and mouth, and took out a pair of gold silk gloves from the receiver, and put them on. He avoided the bed in the center of the room as much as possible, and began to grope around the walls to find the exit.

Lu Xuandu approached him and asked, "Wuan, what are you doing? It's safe here, we can wait until the black sandstorm is over before leaving."

Song Wu'an didn't answer the words, still looking for the exit on his own.Seeing that Song Wu'an ignored him, Lu Xuan let out a long sigh: "Okay, well, since Wu'an has to leave, then I can only accompany him." Saying that, he also started to knock on the wall with him.

After checking the two walls and finding no mechanism, he began to check the third wall.Lu Xuandu was stunned for a moment and said: "I have checked the remaining two sides..." Seeing that Song Wuan was still ignoring him, Lu Xuandu twitched the corners of his lips: "Okay, I don't know how to use tricks, maybe Wu'an can discover something." He tapped the wall that Song Wu'an had just inspected with his hands, and his eyes were fixed on Song Wu'an's movements.

Song Wuan spent almost an hour groping every inch of the wall, but found nothing.As a last resort, he began to check the bookshelves, the case and the yueqin hanging on the wall. After much tossing, there was still no progress.

Lu Xuandu sat next to him, casually picked up a roll of wooden slips, pretended to be pretending, and observed it over and over again: "How is it? Has Wu'an found the exit?"

Song Wu'an was so restless that he said angrily, "Shut up!"

Lu Xuan put down the wooden slip in aggrieved way: "Wu'an, you are so fierce." Song Wu'an frowned, damn it, why did he talk to this unknown thing again.The surrounding things have been searched carefully, but there is no clue. Is this a room where there is no entry and exit?He looked at the stone wall above his head, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, the roof and ground had not been checked yet.

The roof is about eight feet high, and even stepping on the bookshelf is a little bit reluctant. Song Wu'an thought about it and took out a handful of small steel balls from the thousand receivers, and tested them brick by brick—but found nothing.Looking at the stone bricks arranged in a circle above his head, he let out a long sigh, resignedly rolled up the soft blanket on the ground, and began to knock on the bricks and stones on the ground.Every brick and stone is solid, and even the gaps are all scratched with a dagger, and there is no mechanism.He looked hesitantly at the bed in the center of the room. This was the only thing in the room that hadn't been checked, and perhaps the most dangerous thing in the room.

Song Wuan looked at Lu Xuandu who was following him like a shadow. Lu Xuandu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he leaned forward like a dog: "What's the matter, Wuan? What do you want me to do?" The sharp fingertips flashed, and the silver knife came out of his hand , Lu Xuandu seemed defenseless and was hit straight, the blood quickly boiled away, slipped down the ground between his fingers, and the bloody smell quickly dissipated.Song Wuan said calmly: "You are indeed a fake."

Lu Xuandu covered his wound with a wry smile and said, "Wu'an, you... this is really..." Before he finished speaking, Song Wu'an shot another row of bone-penetrating nails, blocking his further words.It's very interesting, this Lu Xuan is much easier to bully than the real Lu Xuan, thinking this way, a sparrow tail needle is also shot.

A secret door behind him turned around silently, and Lu Xuandu held up the torch and saw Song Wuan in front of him shooting sixteen dark bullets one after another into the air, and all of them were nailed to the ground with "ding ding dong dong".He swept around, and there were more than ten kinds of hidden weapons nailed to the wall and the floor, and he used great strength for each one.

"It's a pity that you are fake, it's my illusion."

Lu Xuan heard Song Wuan whisper, his tone was a bit erratic, but there was a hoarseness like a madman in his voice.He secretly thought that it was funny, he didn't know who he saw, but he hated it like this.Song Wu'an took out an Antianlei from the thousand receivers with a gloomy expression. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Xuan rushed forward to hold him back.Song Wuan turned his head to look at him, his eyes were dark. He turned his head to look at the blood-stained Lu Xuandu on the ground who was nailed like a hedgehog. A sarcastic smile: "Another one? Do you want to argue whether it's true or false?"

When Lu Xuandu heard this, he sneered softly and said, "Oh, so you saw me? You hate me so much?" He went to get the Antianlei in his hand, but Song Wuan held it firmly and refused to give it to him, so Lu Xuandu had no choice but to Breaking off his fingers one by one: "Are you trying to blow yourself up to the sky?"

Song Wu'an's expression calmed down a little, and he let go of his hand dejectedly: "...Are you real or fake?" He met the venomous gaze of "Lu Xuandu" who was on the ground, and his body froze suddenly, as if he had been caught in an instant. Fear seized.Lu Xuandu watched Song Wuan playfully squatting down slowly, curled up into a small ball, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was avoiding something extremely terrifying.

interesting.This is obviously not the usual Song Wuan, who has lost his calmness and peace, like a pangolin whose hard scales have been peeled off, struggling to make a final counterattack, but in the end he couldn't escape the result of being bruised all over his body.It was really an accident to meet Song Wuan here, should we save him?Or let him be affected by drugs here and destroy himself?He thought for a while, until he heard a sobbing sound from the ground, the cry was very low and thin, like a dying cat meowing in winter.Lu Xuandu untied a water bag from his waist, opened the lid, and poured water on the body of the shrunken man.

The people on the ground were shocked by the cold. After a while, they raised their heads to look at Lu Xuandu with resentful eyes. The clear water trickled down his forehead hair and down his cheeks, and the blue veins on his forehead were beating very happily.Song Wuan squeezed out his name from between his teeth: "Lu, Xuan, Du."

Lu Xuandu took back the water bag with a smile: "Are you awake?"

Song Wuan turned his head and looked at "Lu Xuandu" who was smiling strangely towards him on the ground not far away. He got up from the ground in silence and shook his head at Lu Xuandu: "There is another you on the ground over there."

"Oh? Maybe I'm hallucinating too. Is it true that you believe me so much?" Lu Xuandu threw away the emptied water bag. In Song Wu'an's eyes, his water bag just hit the "Lu Xuandu" on the ground. "Head.

Song Wuan's eyes twitched: "..." No, this must not be his illusion. The person in his illusion is more in line with his wishes than the real one. With his own imagination, I am afraid that he cannot conceive such a bad illusion.

"Why are you here?"

"Hmm..." Lu Xuandu shook his fan: "You guess?" Song Wuan became uncertain again, and a dark coin slipped quietly into his palm.Lu Xuandu clamped his wrist, and shook his hand holding the silver coin: "Hey, revenge for kindness, Wuan, you have fallen a lot."

Song Wuan: "...Why are you here?"

"He came in through the secret door, and as soon as he came in, he saw someone going crazy inside, using the hidden weapon as a machete." Lu Xuandu looked at the hidden weapons all over the floor and wall and said, "You have thrown out a lot of money in such a short time. "

Song Wu'an checked the remaining hidden weapons on his body, and suddenly, most of the hidden weapons on his body disappeared like thunder. After a rough estimate, he threw out a lot of money.The hallucination has not disappeared, but his mind has become clear, he looked at Lu Xuandu, and said affirmatively: "You have the map of the royal city mechanism."

Lu Xuan smiled without saying a word.