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Jiang Tian, ​​who was successfully comforted, calmed down. He lowered his head and kissed Xiaomei's face in a good mood. He didn't think it was enough, so he even squeezed it twice.

"Silly goose……"

The boy called Lan Qiaoyi affectionately.

The young man pursed his lips and frowned, as if he didn't like the name very much.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Jiang Tian looked around the room they were in now, thinking deeply about the way to solve the predicament.

Lan Qiaoyi stood quietly aside, and then looked around the room.

……A few minutes later.

"Stay farther away."

Jiang Tian said suddenly.

He didn't know why, but subconsciously stayed away from the boy.

Lan Qiaoyi watched as Jiang Tian walked to the right wall, was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and slammed it hard.

"boom--"

The fine dust gradually dispersed in the room, and he stared blankly at the cracks slowly appearing on the wall, his mind blank.

[...In the dungeon world, is the way to clear the customs with one force and ten meetings also possible? ]

[Objectively speaking, this method is the most direct and effective. ]

All of them fell silent in unison.

The impenetrable obstacle in the eyes of the young man, in front of Jiang Tian, ​​was a matter of "punch hard".

At this moment, the "Mu Qiang" emotion in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

When Jiang Tian turned around, he was caught off guard and saw the shining eyes of the kitten, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Lan Qiaoyi watched the boy walking towards him, and before he could speak, he was grabbed by the waist and lifted...

He was sent out from the broken wall by the boy, and soon, the other side jumped out too.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Jiang Tian lowered his head and shook his clothes a little irritably. During the movement, he saw fine dust falling from the hem of the clothes, and his slightly raised eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Lan Qiaoyi silently watched the boy's movements, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the clothes on his shoulders.

[very clean. ]

228 came a faint voice.

"Okay, let's go find... where is this?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, silently watching the movements of the people around him with his dark eyes, and his impression of Jiang Tian changed a little in his heart.

...is a clean big cat.

One minute later, the boy who felt clean and dust-free raised his head and was about to hold Lan Qiaoyi's hand, ready to join his teammates.

——But when he saw the corridor in front of him, he froze.

"Fuck, where is this?!"

Jiang Tianxia consciously raised his hand and wanted to slam it against the wall next to him, but he caught a glimpse of the scene behind him from the corner of his eye:

The place where the wall behind him had just been broken was smooth as before.

"It seems to fix itself?"

Lan Qiaoyi followed Jiang Tian's gaze, and said uncertainly.

But the boy's negative answer came from his ear:

"wrong."

[From the moment you came out, the location of the original room has changed, and now there is another room behind you. ]

228 explained patiently:

[Even if I scan the entire building, I can't figure out where you are now... sorry. ]

This system, which had witnessed Lan Qiaoyi's distressed appearance, but helped him escape from the clutches in the end, was more soft-hearted, and felt guilty for not being able to bring him more help.

"This building is alive."

Jiang Tian's tone was firm, almost the moment he opened his mouth, the boy's usual casual and carefree temperament was restrained.

It really looks like an old player who has experienced countless copies.

And when Lan Qiaoyi and the others were in trouble, at the same time, Zhou Ziji and Chu Yue were also having a hard time.

After seeing the boy go in, the two of them also followed behind him, but the moment they lifted their feet, they saw the room in front of them... instantly distorted.

Hearing their call, the beautiful and well-behaved kitten turned his head in a daze. Because he was puzzled, he frowned slightly and wanted to ask—this was the last scene Zhou Ziji saw before the door closed.

"boom--"

Chu Yue remained silent, just tried again and again, trying to open the door that looked flimsy but was actually as solid as gold.

"Chu Yue——what are you doing?"

Zhao Ying, who came over after hearing the sound, was surprised when he saw the man in black's repeated movements.

"Stop it—why are there only two of you?"

After another failure, Zhou Ziji suddenly stood in front of Chu Yue.

"Step aside."

The originally cold and indifferent eyebrows and eyes were now stained with a layer of hostility, which made people have no doubt that if anyone dared to stop him, he would be punched by the man just like the door.

"They may not be in this room anymore."

The man with the one-sided gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose looks gentle on the surface, even when dealing with newcomers, he will answer their confusion with a smile.

In fact, he is a cold-hearted bystander in his bones.

In Zhou Ziji's heart, he doesn't care about anyone except that beautiful and delicate baby.

"This small building itself is a phantom array."

He stated in a flat tone.

"This small building should be a phantom formation."

With some confidence in his heart, Jiang Tian turned his head and said to Lan Qiaoyi.

"We need to find the formation eye."

Lan Qiaoyi was led by him and entered the first room on the left side of the corridor.

- Nothing as expected.

When they came out again, the two realized that the current layout of the small building had not changed—it was still the corridor before them.

Then came the second room, the third, the...

It wasn't until entering the penultimate room that the repeated process came to an end.

Lan Qiaoyi stood at the door, turned his head unintentionally - and saw the window facing him obliquely, as if he had realized something, a trace of panic flashed in his expression.

"like……"

"--what is it like?"

Jiang Tian, ​​who was checking the closet, turned to look at the boy upon hearing the words.

"This window."

Lan Qiaoyi, who realized what he answered, suddenly turned pale.

"Window? Let me see."

The boy did not doubt that he was there, followed Lan Qiaoyi's line of sight, and was surprised to find the closed old-fashioned opening and closing window.

"...it's really a window."

Because of the viewing angle, the window was half blocked by the cabinet on the left side of the room. Normal people would be attracted by the wardrobe in the middle of the room at first glance, and might ignore it subconsciously.

It's normal for Jiang Tian not to find out immediately.

If Lan Qiaoyi hadn't been in this room and was done by Ah Shan who had become strange... such a thing, he wouldn't have noticed.

[Perhaps this is what he called the formation eye. After system detection, an unknown energy body is attached to this window. ]

The voice of 228 sounded in my mind.

"Squeak—" With a sound, the window sash was opened.

"Is that... the altar?"

Lan Qiaoyi's dazed thoughts were dragged back to reality by Jiang Tian's question.

Realizing that the other party didn't seem to notice anything unusual, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the boy's side, and looked around.

—— Not far away is the dilapidated altar that the group saw when they first arrived.

They can go out from here.

After realizing this, Lan Qiaoyi's mood began to improve visibly.

"The fifth floor...is a bit high."

Jiang Tian's muttering to himself rang in his ears.

When they first saw the altar, the boys were also a little overjoyed, but when they probed to find out the floor they were on, they hesitated.

Jiang Tian knows his own strength, as long as he jumps off the window sill, he can get rid of the vicious circle of movement in this small building, but now...

The boy turned his head to look, and the young man with bright eyebrows looked at him with joy.

The beautifully shaped almond eyes are full of themselves.

He got a lump in his throat.

"Jojo, are you afraid?"

Jiang Tian's voice was gentle.

"Not afraid."

Even though 228 told himself that this room had been moved to the fifth floor, Lan Qiaoyi still insisted on his idea.

Compared to the possibility of getting injured by jumping, what he was more afraid of was the black figure that would appear in front of him at some point... and this room that once brought him bad memories.

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Tian stepped onto the window sill, and the next second, Lan Qiaoyi saw the red hair flying in the air.

[Amazing--]

He subconsciously showed envy.

It was the second time in a short period of time that 228 saw the boy's expression like this, and felt that his operation had started to freeze.

"Jojo—come down."

Lan Qiaoyi cautiously half stood on the narrow window sill, looked down at the boy with his arms wide open, the white knuckles clasped on the edge of the frame were slightly curled up nervously.

"You have to catch me."

—He was too scared.

Even though he had done a lot of psychological construction in a short period of time, and 228 was still encouraging him, but when he stepped on the window sill, Lan Qiaoyi discovered that he was still the timid self in the real world.

Afraid of heights, ghosts, and anyone or anything that might bring him harm...

[Lan Qiaoyi, let go. ]

A cold voice suddenly appeared in his mind, the boy was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, he involuntarily let go of his hand.

……

"—I caught you."

The boy with flamboyant facial features smiled dotingly, and his arms around his soft waist were firm and strong.

The beautiful young man in his arms looked shocked, he just leaned obediently in Jiang Tian's arms, blinked blankly, and let the boy's comforting kisses fall densely on his face, nose, lips...

The dense and slender eyelashes fluttered like fluttering butterfly wings.

Jiang Tian's throat rolled, and he took a few steps back. As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he pressed the handsome and amazing young man against the tree, and then lowered his head again.

The author has something to say:

[One strength down ten meetings is a metaphor that all strategies are useless in the face of absolute strength.

From Qing Shi Yukun's "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness": "Although Mr. Han is strong in skill, he suffers from weakness; Lei Hong's ability is not good, but he is cheap and powerful. The so-called 'one force will reduce ten meeting'."]