After being transformed into a monster, I entered a parallel time and space

Liu Suixin did not trust Jiang You [-]%. The guards around him were still on full alert with their sonic guns just like when they came.

Jiang You didn't care, he looked at the internal structure of the sandcastle, feeling a little embarrassed.

Enter the residential area, and turn through several passages to enter the temporary residence specially provided for hunters - the blue area.

There is a huge dark hall in front of you, which is the only way to go to the blue zone.

Several guards stopped, handed Jiang You a button-shaped card, and left.

The top of the passage is intertwined with bizarre colors, like the cheap feasting lights that fill the slums at night.

Hunters like these, most of them are the bottom of the society, they will risk their lives if they can't survive, exchange monsters for bounties, and spend more than half of them in one night - who knows if tomorrow will come?

Explosive heavy metal music kept impacting people's eardrums, Jiang You frowned slightly, and the hunters dressed in strange shapes shuttled back and forth in the room, some of them were armed, and looked at strangers very unkindly.

A bald man with a thick cigarette dangling from his face and full of tattoos bumped into him obliquely. The smell of powder from the woman in his arms couldn't conceal the smell of alcohol on his body. He threw himself on the wall, stirring up a smell of wine in the air, and he didn't know how much he drank.

Before meeting Jiang You, Luo Yuan in this world was also like this.

He used to come here with Luo Yuan when receiving the bounty, and occasionally stayed here for a few days. At that time, he was a colleague and guest. Now, what is it?

In FA81115, who was used to enjoying the quiet days, he actually became disgusted with this kind of chaos.

He quickened his pace and walked into the shadows from the ever-changing light. The moment he was about to step out of the hall, a woman suddenly appeared in front of him. Her hair was loosely coiled, and there were some loose hairs hanging down, making people look unkempt. Unclear face.

She bumped her head against Jiang You, Jiang You frowned and pushed her away.

The woman's smile seemed a little delirious, the thick foundation on her face couldn't hide the wrinkles on her skin, and there was a hole in the corner of the silk scarf around her neck.

This is an old woman, an old woman who has been tortured by tobacco, alcohol and the desert. She looks at least 50 years old, with heavy makeup like a witch.

She looked at Jiang You carefully in the dim light, and said "tsk tsk" twice: "Are you new here? You are so tender, little brother, because you are so good-looking..."

She took out a crumpled small transparent packaging bag from the gap in her chest, and shook it in front of Jiang You between her two fingers: "The first bag is free, how about it? Eat this, whatever you want, just have what?"

Jiang You raised his head slightly, avoiding the two small particles that almost hit the tip of his nose, as if he had thought of something.

Luo Yuan mentioned before that this is a little secret of the hunters.

He glanced at the woman, said nothing, turned sideways around her bare shoulders, and walked straight to the living area.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then entangled him unwillingly, stood in front of Jiang You again, and asked softly in his ear with an extremely charming posture: "Is there nothing you want to do? You don't want to experience the feeling of being a king? You don't Missing loved ones? Eat it, it can help you realize it."

Jiang You paused.

The two translucent brown particles lined off by the big red nails are a bit thin, but at the moment when they heard "relatives", they seemed to be endowed with magical powers, and Jiang You couldn't help stretching out his hands.

The slender fingertips trembled slightly, struggling in the air for a long time.

Seeing his contradiction, the woman sneered, and handed the small bag to his hand: "There is a first time for everything, brother, everyone in the blue zone came here like this."

Jiang You stared at the granule without blinking for a long time, carefully avoiding those two slender fingers that were almost dry, and squeezed the small bag into his hand.

"free?"

The old woman seemed to be a little proud of her smile: "Well, just remember my face, my face is my signature, I will always be here, welcome to visit next time."

Wrapping the coat tightly with the hands holding the round particles, Jiang You left the dark hall. They were so small that he could hardly feel their existence.

Although there were still weird people passing by in twos and threes, the light here was obviously much more normal. He stopped, pinched the corner of the small transparent bag and looked at the light expressionlessly for a while.

Luo Yuan mentioned that someone in the Blue Zone has been selling a kind of oral granules all year round, which can satisfy all human imaginations and is the spiritual sustenance of many people.

The woman is a seasoned businessman, and she can poke into his heart with just a word—he does have someone he misses, and he misses it very much.

Jiang You gritted his teeth.

How can you be willful once?Anyway, no one here can threaten their own safety!

Tearing the wrappers, he swallowed them with his eyes closed.

The granules melted quickly after entering his stomach, and rushed to his brain along the nerves and blood. He didn't expect this thing to work so quickly.

One staggered and held on to the wall, and in an instant, his eyes became blurred, his body was light and light, as if he was drunk.

He stumbled to find a corner, his legs were so weak that he couldn't support his body, so he slid against the wall and sat on the ground. The scene in front of him was divided into countless parts, and then gathered together, back and forth.

He shook his head vigorously and suddenly laughed.

He really saw the man.

Although the face behind the light was blurry, he could recognize that it was Wei Yiming.

As before, he was tall and straight, with steady steps, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and he was still meticulous, just like when they first met.

Jiang You looked at the shadow he imagined with good eyes, smiled ugly, and cried while smiling.

Completely ignoring that this was in the passageway of the blue zone, someone might pass by at any time, he stared at Wei Yiming's body and his blurred face, and in a blink of an eye, his face was covered with tears.

He tried his best to stand up while supporting the things, even though his eyes were crying, he still stared at the phantom in front of him and refused to move away, for fear that if he moved a little, the illusory portrait would disappear in front of him.

The heavy metal music in the dark hall was vaguely lingering in his ears, and the sky was spinning for a while, and he leaned back against the wall with a "boom", and then he felt as if he was walking or floating, but no matter what, Wei Yiming's face is always close at hand.

Although he has been trying to suppress it, he really misses him and thinks about it all the time, maybe because of this, even the little scar at the end of his eyebrow looks so real now.

His mind was in chaos, he struggled to stabilize his body, and hugged the tall and straight body in front of him with all his strength.

It's so good, even the feeling of hugging is real.

He could feel the warmth of the body in his arms, the same as the previous few hugs, and he remembered the tender touch and security brought by each of their embraces.

He raised his head from his neck and looked at his face at a close distance, his mind was a little dazed and he couldn't see very clearly.

Slowly raising his hand, his fingertips caressed his slightly raised browbones delicately, and then gently slid down his temples like a feather, past his soft lips, his distinct jaw, and finally trembled. Weiwei stopped on the straight neck.

He stared at his chin, recalled his taste, slowly opened his lips, and bit it.

There seemed to be a gasp from the top of his head, like a raging fire, which ignited the handful of long-dried seeds buried in his heart, his brain exploded, and gold stars flickered in front of his eyes.

So real!

He blinked hard, trying to see what he looked like.

As he wished, he saw his eyes clearly in his fantasy, full of sadness and pity, and remembered that it was when he looked in the mirror—that was the eyes he often showed himself during this time.

In a trance, he saw the scene around him suddenly change from the corner of his eye.

It turned into a simple room with a bed, a table and chairs...

A very real fantasy.

He suddenly became ruthless, pushed Wei Yiming down on the bed forcefully, and kissed randomly all over his exposed skin, from forehead to cheek, then from cheek to chin, all the way down the chin, with unabated momentum.

As the fiery kisses continued to fall, he seemed to hear the gasps of the people under him, intertwined with his wild and savage aura.

Occasionally, the other party would call his name, and the shout was like a pinprick in his ears, very soft and thin, and it seemed unreal in the constant roar in his head, but it made him even more crazy.

He felt the other side's refusal, but to him, his little power was simply insignificant.

At some point, the other party's collar was torn, revealing a large piece of wheat-colored skin. He suddenly woke up for a moment, and found that he was eating his arm like a beast that had been hungry for a few days.

His movements paused, like a homeless dog guarding his food, with only one eye peeking at his face, but his face was still stuck to his arm.

Wei Yiming's chest heaved and heaved, his face was reddish, just like in that "game", there was a bit of swallowing humiliation in the humiliation, and there was also a hint of indulgence.

It is really a real illusion, Jiang You thought.

The red-gold pupils and the bottomless black pupils looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly, he saw Wei Yiming propped up his upper body on his elbows, picked up the glass on the bedside table, and "cracked" the rest of the glass. The half glass of water from the bottom splashed on his head.

Drenched in cold water, he froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Hehe, Wei Yiming, I really have you...even in the illusion...you won't let me get close to you..."

He laughed episodically a few times, and then wept heavily, as if frost and fire were boiling in his throat at the same time.

"I miss you so much... really miss you..."

With tears in his eyes, he saw that Wei Yiming's lips seemed to tremble violently, and he immediately grasped a ray of sunshine like a person trapped in darkness.

"Wei Yiming, let me give you a hug... Just this time... okay, just this time, I don't want to touch that kind of medicine, I just want to see you again... okay? Just once..."

He was almost delirious, it was hard to remember that the person in front of him was actually a phantom of his own imagination, he only knew how to cry and laugh, repeating these few words incoherently.

Finally, he saw Wei Yiming nodded.

The light and shadow in his eyes overlapped and flickered, and the gentle eyes were extremely clear.

The familiar big hand in memory slowly caressed his back, slowly climbed up the back of his head along the spine, inserted five fingers into his soft hair, and rubbed it gently twice.

"Okay, but not the tentacles."

He heard him speak hoarsely.

Memories of the past flickered back and forth in his mind with murmurs, these words made him cry and laugh, and at the same time lamented the reality and beauty of this illusion.

However, following the movement of that hand, he seemed to feel an electric current continuously overflowing from those fingertips, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

There seems to be a noisy river running in the mind, and every hair is emitting heat.

He let himself fall into the boundless abyss.