Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 203

Mo Yi felt his fingertips trembling nervously. A tiny shudder came from the cold and numb nerve endings, which caused a faint dull pain. The heart was beating fiercely in the chest, through the buzzing noise Hit the eardrum fiercely.

He had to pinch his fingers vigorously, so that the cold and numb fingers would recover a little temperature.

The essence of this so-called escape game is gradually emerging.

After so long between being applauded by the game, Mo Yi has just seen some dirty and dark kernels of this behemoth. Although he is still completely passive, the road in front of him is still dark and unknown, but he can feel Then, I was slowly approaching the truth hidden in this game.

He exhaled slowly, turning his head to look at Wen Wen who squatted on his side.

From the beginning, Wen Yan's eyes seemed to stick to his body tightly, and he did not want to leave for a moment. His eyes were still red near collapse, and the whole person was strained into a string that was about to break, as if in the next second. He will fall into the abyss of runaway, his green fingers tightly pinching Mo Yi's wrist, but carefully converge to the intensity that does not make him feel pain, every inch of muscle is fighting against his instinct, as if afraid It hurts Mo Yi.

The dense fog around him was hanging around Mo Yi, the turbulent and thick gelatinous rolling sounds and the players' almost irrational screams were blocked, as if they were coming from a few kilometers away, and were destroyed by an indestructible wall Blocked out.

Mo Yi stared at him, his face still faint, and the soft voice seemed to sigh in the wind: "Since the second copy, your ability and state have gradually decayed, right?"

Wen Yan shook his head and laughed slightly:

"Don't look down on me."

He turned his head to look at the foggy wall around him, his voice steady and deep. "As long as the rest of the time is over, the copy will automatically end."

His face is still calm and calm, his cold and deep eyebrows have no trace of strong support, as if he is at ease, even the fingers holding his wrists are cold and stable, like stone carving, without revealing a trace of emotional fluctuations.

But he never answered Mo Yi's question directly.

Mo Yi leaned over and kissed his lips gently.

——He tasted the **** smell that was suppressed between the teeth of Wen Yan.

Wen Yi slightly tilted her head, as if she was avoiding Mo Yi's sight, but her voice was calm enough to make her back hairy:

"You just need to know that I can protect you."

The deep-rooted paranoia in his words shuddered.

Mo Yi stared at him. The bottom of the dark eyes seemed to endless darkness and abyss. After a few seconds, he smiled unexpectedly, his voice relaxed and calm: "Okay."

He raised his hand and gently nudged Wen Yan's side face, but flew away like a feather.

Mo Yi said lightly: "If you can survive after protecting me, that's okay. If it doesn't work, although I may be sad, but time will always heal people's wounds, and I will slowly forget you. Then one day, I will meet a gentle and quiet girl, then we will fall in love, she will use my softness to heal my wounds, we will form a family, maybe we will have a child, maybe two, then we Will grow old together and end up engraving each other's name on each other's tombstone. "

His voice was dull as if he was telling a natural truth.

But with his narrative, Wen Yan ’s fingers clasped tightly on Mo Yi ’s wrists were tightened. His lip line was tight like a blade, and the color of his eye sockets gradually filled with blood, like a silent and depressed volcano, hot anger Sealed like a magma by a shallow and fragile crust, the hidden danger is even more terrible due to depression.

Mo Yi stopped narrating and stared calmly at Wen Yan:

"... My epitaph will read-she is my love of my life."

His last sentence seemed to be the last straw that crushed the camel, smelling all the silence and depression seemed to have no effect at all, he kissed Mo Yi's lips fiercely, biting without any rules, as if to It's cruel to chew the other person and swallow it.

The thick **** smell spread between the lips and teeth of the two, smelling a beast-like crazy and forceful kiss, which almost suffocated Mo Yi. After a long time, he stopped breathing heavily, his eyes were red, his voice seemed to be from the teeth. Time to squeeze out:

"... don't even think about it!"

Mo Yi put out the tip of his tongue and licked his numb lips, which was sore and numb, and took a sigh of cold air.

Wen Yan gritted his teeth, his emotions seemed to be pushed to the edge, with every word with fierce blood:

"... I'm not sure !!!"

Mo Yi's faint eyebrows suddenly became gloomy and stern. He reached out and sniffed Wen Chi's chin, using a little fingertip to force him to look at himself, then raised his eyebrows provocatively, his voice was cold and cold:

"You're not allowed to be of any use? Is it possible that you can still use your body to return your soul?"

Wen Yan's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think of me dying, I will haunt you in the second half of your life, even if you die, I will follow you in your grave."

Mo Yi smiled, looking slightly softer.

Mo Yi discovered a long time ago that Wen Yi has an extreme tendency to self-destruct. No matter what he asks for, even if he sacrifice is far from getting the corresponding benefits, he still does not hesitate and has no reservations. Although Mo Yi is not clear What happened in the memory that he lost, but he knew that experience had a great impact on Wen Yan, and even made him almost fearful of losing himself.

He reached out and squeezed Wen's cheek, laughing softly:

"Then I'll wait."

The fog around the body was tumbling, and the sound of the tide in the outside world seemed a little clearer. Mo Yi looked up at the fog wall around him. After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly looked at Wen Yan and asked, "Yes. You said you could understand what the ring was saying, so you two should be able to communicate, right? "

Wen Yan covered her cheek just pinched, and nodded somewhat dumbly.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and continued: "Then you try to ask it, how is the side story of this copy completed?"

As soon as his voice fell, he heard only a cold, familiar hissing sound in his ear:

"No word is needed, I can understand."

Mo Yi froze, "Can we communicate now?"

The ring's voice was far less calm than before, but it seemed agitated: "How do I know?"

Mo Yi calmed himself and repeated his question just now.

The ring sneered: "Don't you understand? Just release Claus from my bondage, the side mission will be completed, but the moment he was liberated by me, his soul that has been swallowed for a hundred years will be The gray fly is gone, so ... this side mission is a dead end in itself. "

Mo Yi frowned slightly—then, the solution to the mission of the expenditure line caused the copy to undergo a fundamental change, and the way to find a way out of it was blocked, but if you want to sustain the next time, you will hear about the present. It was quite difficult to say. The situation where both roads were blocked made him helpless.

Just then, he seemed to think of something, and bowed his head to the ring on his finger:

"Yes, you said that the entire house was constructed by your own strength, so the entire copy should actually be you, then you should still have some control over the house, right?"

The ring did not answer.

Mo Yi continued without saying:

"Then you should not be very difficult to resist part of the power of the game?"

The sound of the ring sounded inconceivable: "How can you make such a request to me so naturally? I'm not a relief house. Do you understand why you need to pay the price for my help?"

Mo Yi slowly responded: "After all, now you and I are tied to the same boat, and now even if I want to separate, there is no way to implement it. You naturally know my current physical condition on my finger, so I Now the state of excessive blood loss has no possibility of living with you again. And what you want is not this, isn't it? And once we are all devoured by the game, everything is meaningless, more Moreover, the power I need now is not your law, your own power is enough to achieve it. "

He continued slowly: "Now the game is our common enemy. After the end of the game with it, the next is between you and me. By then, if I lose, my soul will belong to you. Isn't this an agreement between us?

The ring no longer spoke.

But Mo Yi knows that the wisdom of the ring is enough to recognize the current situation. If it is swallowed by the game, there will be no chance to turn around, and even if it is now tempted to reach a deal with him, it will be difficult to organize with its own strength. The corresponding illusion has devoured his soul, not to mention that there are still games that lie in the air next to him.

And the choice I put forward is the best option in the current state.

After a long silence, the sound of liquid rushing sounded behind the thick white mist, as if the sound of wall collapse and ceiling exploration passed into the eardrum. After being blocked by the mist, it seemed to be far away, but it clearly made Mo Yi unable to help. Refreshed.

He turned to look at Wen Yan, only to see Wen Yan also coming back, his voice said slowly:

"I'm less stressed here."

The viscous liquid entangled the sound of collision. The crazy howling sound of the controlled player came through the rolling mist. It was more intense and noisy than before. Mo Yi looked down at his watch and watched the time quietly. A drop goes by.

Finally, the second hand clicked across the top of the dial.

The escape time specified in this copy finally reached the last second.

Mo Yi heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears—

There was a faint sound of electrical current in this mechanical sound, which sounded intermittently: "Congratulations on your successful escape!"

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