God's way of opening infinite games

"I am very sad that such a thing happened, please rest assured, I will definitely bring the murderer to justice."

Arnold lowered his eyes and pressed his hands on his chest. Every time he said a word, he felt a raging fire burning in his internal organs, burning his blood.

Xun An kicked that kick, if he hadn't had the real body to bear it before the time, his internal organs would have been ripped apart on the spot, and he died suddenly.

"A thief shouting catch a thief, interesting."

Xun'an rushed to the third floor, glanced at the white-haired corpse on the ground, and sneered, "Who are you going to deal with next?"

He stood beside Mi Xiang, staring unkindly at Arnold who was rubbing his chest.

Unexpectedly, he used almost [-]% of his force to kick Arnold just now. Although it can barely be regarded as [-]% to [-]% of the force before he was not suppressed, it is still enough for him to drink a pot.

Thanks to Arnold being the boss of the dungeon, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground like a cocoon like a corpse.

But he was a little curious, even if he failed to kick Arnold to death, how would other ordinary players pass the level?

"Doris, you really like to joke. I'm worried that you are too late, how could you be willing to hurt you?"

Xun An didn't bother to respond to Arnold's villainous behavior in front of him and behind his back, motioned Mi Xiang and Wang Cheng to follow him, turned and left the room.

"I don't have time to listen to you say these high-sounding words, but I can tell you that with me here, you don't want to touch them again."

Xun'an likes to play games from beginning to end, and he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't dissect the complete plot. There is no hint in this game, and it is all based on his own inference.

Thanks to Arnold, Xun An has no time to collect clues alone.

Arnold's blue-purple eyes were filled with shallow anger, and it was fleeting. He raised his head to meet Shang Xun'an's gaze, broke the disguise, and said to him: "If this is the case, then I expect you to gain a lot. .”

With a wave of his hand, the three of them were pushed out by the strong wind, and the door of the reception room was closed heavily before their eyes.

"Wow, this npc's intelligence is too high, it's definitely the best game of the year."

Mi Xiang was shocked, shaking Wang Cheng's hand, "Don't you intend to enter the game industry? If you can invite the producer of this game..."

Wangcheng smiled helplessly: "If you are able to make such a game, you will not rely on other companies, but set up your own business."

"Ow, all right."

Xun An didn't pay attention to their conversation, frowning in thought.

Judging from Arnold's words and deeds, coupled with his inexplicable entry into the game and his suppressed spiritual power, it is definitely not human beings who can design this game.

If you just play games on a computer terminal, there is no difference between a human being and a god, but if a god enters the game world, the game space will not be able to withstand the pressure of spiritual power and cause the plane to collapse.

"Since Arnold said that, does it mean that he won't do anything to us for the time being?"

The two wanted to check the rest of the room but were stopped by Xun An, "I couldn't find any clues after I went there."

Arnold is so confident, I am afraid that the clues that Qingsicoon found are all deliberately left behind by him, like a lamb caught in a trap, stepping on the hunter's calculations every step of the way.

Mi Xiang and Wang Cheng also understood this truth, "I haven't played such an embarrassing game before, there are no clues, and the boss is openly provoking, but there is nothing I can do about him."

Even so, both of them looked very indifferent.

"Arnold can't move, there are other breakthroughs."

Standing in front of the overturned desk in the reception room, Arnold murmured, "What gift should I give?"

His eyes were focused on the azure blue gemstone ring on his left hand, and he sighed regretfully, "If the vampire can leave a mark through the first embrace... that's all, there will be a chance in the future."

The exquisite ring was taken off and thrown into the slanted shadow, and it merged into the darkness in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

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The small door of the hall on the first floor was closed tightly, and it was impossible to see the secrets inside.

Xun An tapped a few times, but no one answered.

Having run out of patience, he landed on the door with one foot, and the door panel flew upside down several meters away, hitting the long and narrow corridor behind the door.

On both sides are the servant's bedroom, but no one opened the door to check the loud sound, only the long echo lingered in the empty corridor.

"They don't have good ears? There's no reaction at all, it shouldn't be."

Mi Xiang wanted to learn Xun An's move and open the door violently, so Wang Cheng held it down, "Have you heard of opening the door to kill?"

There is a sign on the door of each room, which states the owner of the room, most of which are four or five people.

After passing through five or six rooms, the corridor also came to an end, and on the right was the dormitory, with only one person's name on the sign above it.

There is still a door on the left, but it is not closed, and the faint scent of lemongrass leaks from the crack of the door.

Xun'an opened the door, opened the light switch behind the door, and saw a clean and tidy kitchen. Several bottles of aromatherapy were placed on the counter to cover up the residual smell during the cooking process.

"Here's a table knife that looks like silver."

Mi Xiang found the stored knives and forks from the cupboard, and weighed them carefully in his hands.

"Speaking of which, why do you think Arnold is a vampire?"

Xun An inspected the entire kitchen, not missing any details, "The castle has already used electric lights, and the vehicle is still a carriage, indicating that the background of the copy is about the eighteenth century, and the type on the ticket is non-human, and Arnold has previously followed I mentioned the topic of eternal life. Those who meet these conditions are nothing more than vampires and werewolves."

"If it's a werewolf, even if Arnold doesn't care about it on the night of the full moon today, as an ordinary guest, he won't make fun of his own life. Except..."

The corpse in the rose garden with a strange posture suddenly flashed in Xun An's mind, and he grabbed the fleeting tail, thinking of a possibility that he had ignored.

"Except what?"

Xun An curled his lips and walked towards the single bedroom opposite the kitchen, "Except for vampires and demons. Now that I think about it, maybe demons are more likely."

He stopped in front of the door and read the name on the door plate, "Kenny Gary, you should know that this door can't stop us, why don't you just invite us in."

After a few seconds of silence, there were rustling noises in the room, and the displeased housekeeper opened the door and welcomed the three of them in.

Gary's room is very simple, a bed, a table and chairs, a wardrobe and a bookshelf.

Xun An sharp-eyed saw a portrait in the middle of the bookshelf, it was not the butler himself, but a family of three.

"How many years have you worked in this mansion?"

In the portrait, Arnold is still a teenager, with smiling eyes, and the light blue eyes are like the clear sea tide reflecting the sun, clear and bright.

Arnold is holding a toy train, and behind him are his parents. It looks like a very warm and harmonious family portrait.

"It's been more than 20 years, and the young master is almost grown up by me."

Gary's rough hands rested on the already curled canvas, and his tone was rare and friendly, "How do you outsiders know what kind of pain the young master has gone through in order to get a stable life now."

"Well, exchanging other people's lives for your own comfortable and enjoyable life, this is the so-called dead friend who never dies, right?"

Xun An glanced at Gary's right hand, "Since you grew up watching Arnold, you should know his crimes well, right? Did you strangle innocent people to death with your seemingly weak hand? Or Arnold used some kind of mysterious force, such as a demon? To achieve his despicable purpose?"

Wang Cheng sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and pulled Mi Xiang back a few steps, signaling Mi Xiang to keep silent.

Gary smiled and shook his head when he heard the words, "Whatever you say, you are just outsiders. Maybe you can win the young master's joy for a while with your beauty, but in the end you will still be the same as the self-righteous Afra Taylor..."

He smiled, his eyes full of malice, "I heard that Earl Taylor is still trying to find Afra's whereabouts."

"What you see is only what the young master wants you to see. I'm afraid you can only ask the people sleeping in the rose garden for the hidden secrets."

Gary straightened the portrait, walked to the door rubbing Xun An's shoulders, and made a gesture of seeing off the guests, "It's all an arrangement of fate, instead of struggling in vain, it's better to have a good sleep, maybe in the dream, you can See the hope of the next life."

Xun An's expression darkened, and he suddenly chuckled.

Mi Xiang and Wang Cheng were puzzled, they were about to look at Xun An, but their movements stopped abruptly, like two statues standing in place.

"Although I don't know what is the purpose of you taking so much trouble to pull me into this game and turn me around, but you don't know me very well."

Xun An got closer to Gary, and his appearance changed.

Gary's eyes were shocked, his mouth was slightly opened but he lost his words, his whole body was stiff and unable to move, he watched Xun An standing half a meter away from him and staring at him.

The eyes that were originally pure black like ink have turned into a cool and translucent silvery white, and there is a silvery white imprint like a cloud and a flower in the center of the smooth eyebrows, exuding a soft light, and the short and neat hair has turned into a satin-like silk. Smooth black long hair.

"I am different from those Buddhas and gods who are compassionate and compassionate. I am restricted by rules in heaven, but here..."

Xun An pointed at Gary's heart, and smiled, "I'm not in the Three Realms, I don't know where I am, and I'm not a stranger. There are no rules and regulations. Although the mastermind behind the scenes is timid and afraid to confront me, it's still hard to deal with you." Easy as pie."

The sound of Weng Ming spread from the fingertips, and the long echo pierced into the ears, occupying all reason and thoughts, as if there was only this continuous sound left in the world.

"I, Xun'an, am a vengeful person with a very bad temper. If you mess with me, you have to pay a little price."

Gary's chest rose and fell violently, his breathing was congested, neither up nor down, his eyes were red from holding back.

"I think you are an elder, so I will give you back what you said."

Xun An withdrew his fingers, Gary closed his eyelids, and fell straight to the ground.

"Since every step is within your expectations, there is no need to continue playing this game."

Xun An stepped on lotus steps and arrived at Arnold's room in an instant.

"Any gains?"

Arnold changed into a plain white shirt with pleated cuffs, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and looked at Xun An tenderly.

"Looking at the expression, it doesn't seem to be? It doesn't matter, I have a good way."

Arnold twisted the dagger into a sword flower, aiming the dagger at his heart.

"Pierce my heart with it, and it's time to wake up from the nightmare."

There is an endless abyss in his eyes, but his gaze towards Xun'an is full of true feelings.