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Qi Jingcheng was very calm, his black eyes seemed to have some kind of soothing ability, and he whispered to his trembling wife who regarded him like a monster: "Ah Ci, what are you talking about?"

Xie Ci stepped back, leaning against the wooden door with his fragile back, the young man's watery long hair hanging down his chest, he shook his head, his eye sockets seemed to be soaked with soft water: "Don't pretend, I already know, you Who the hell? Why are you pretending to be Jing Cheng!"

His wrist was touching the doorknob. The young man's intentions were obvious. He wanted to escape, and it was better for everyone to know that there was a monster in human skin in front of him.

But he was still wrong in his estimation. Not only was Xie Ci unable to escape, he was even tightly held in the arms of the man in the next moment.

It was the same embrace as before, with a familiar temperature and breath.

This should be Xie Ci's most attached and favorite.

But now he was shivering in extreme fear, the touch of a man seemed to him an unbearable nausea and boredom.

"Ah Ci, calm down and look at me."

Qi Jingcheng's expression remained calm, but one wrist twitched uncontrollably.

He thought that his wife might just be thinking about something wildly, and it was impossible for the other party to find out the truth, just like Xie Ci would not know that he was just a character in a book.

Xie Ci's struggling movements gradually weakened, and the man's palms were like a pair of strong shackles, holding him tightly in place.

Xie Ci had no room to struggle in front of Qi Jingcheng, the young man's eyes were filled with tears, and his breathing was as rapid as a zither that was about to break.

— like a desperate believer who cannot bear a certain truth.

Qi Jingcheng bit the tip of his tongue, looking at the young man under the dim light, he suddenly felt discouraged.

He wanted to give up, wanted to tell Xie Ci, yes, I am indeed not the original Qi Jingcheng, but I can also be him.I can love you as much as he does, and I can treat you with respect forever, even if you regard me as mud, you are in the sky, as long as I can see you when I look up.

But the idea of ​​giving up like this, even if it was just born, the tearing feeling in his soul began to make him feel miserable.

It was a pain of separation, as if God was punishing the most vicious sinner, pouring mercury into his head and peeling off his skin.

For a moment, Qi Jingcheng even had the illusion that he was going to die in such embarrassment in front of his wife.

A bloody shadow appeared in front of my eyes, and the world seemed to be painted with a layer of blood, only the wife in front of me was still elegant and gentle, and the small shadow cast under the eye sockets was an indestructible beauty.

So his mind was confused, he bowed his head almost devoutly, and kissed the young man's lips.

The warm and cool touch has a salty taste, probably the other party's tears.

Qi Jingcheng lightly licked and licked each other's lips, docile like a dog attached to its master.

At this moment, he was shrugging his body, begging for the master's love and mercy.

The sharp teeth were inserted into Qi Jingcheng's lips like nails, and the fishy and salty smell spread out.

Qi Jingcheng finally came back to his senses, and found that it was his wife who bit his lip. The other party's eyes hated him, and the black pupils were filled with a kind of disgust that was almost on fire.

Qi Jingcheng didn't struggle, he didn't even resist, he just obeyed and let Xie Ci punish him.

The strength gradually loosened, Qi Jingcheng thought with a wry smile, for Xie Ci, even the pain bestowed by him is enough to make him obsessed.

Xie Ci pushed the man away, the corners of his lips were stained with scarlet blood, the whites of his eyeballs were stained red, and his long hair was messily scattered on the side of his face. Under the dim light, the young man looked like a vampire who preyed on others.

He is a nobleman, looking at the blood slaves below his net map from aloof.

The blood slave in the cage is looking at the master with an offensive and longing look. It is willing to die beside the other party, turning into dust, and being trampled under the feet of the master forever and ever.

A flattering smile appeared on Qi Jingcheng's face, he ignored his bloody lips, and stared at the young man with black eyes: "Ah Ci, don't think wildly, who else can I be if I am not Qi Jingcheng? We are all together So long, so many memories..."

"Snapped--"

A harsh applause sounded in the room.

Xie Ci was trembling all over, staring at his fingertips in a daze.

Just now, he slapped Qi Jingcheng.

The man turned his head to the side, the red marks on his face were fully visible, his lips were broken, and he was in a mess.

He was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon he came back to his senses, looked at Xie Ci's terrified eyes, but couldn't restrain his distress, and said softly: "It's okay, Ah Ci can get angry if you want to get angry. ... But Ah Ci, don't think about it, it's because I didn't do well enough before."

"Let's not talk about how anti-scientific it is to change the soul, do you want to deny me from the root? We met in college, and we spend every minute and every second of this world together. Do you want to be immersed in the past forever, Do you deny me now?"

Xie Ci clenched his fingers very tightly, and when the other party said "university", his fingers almost broke.

The young man's eyes were stained with scarlet, he gritted his teeth and said: "Who told you to mention this, you are not qualified! Please leave my husband's body immediately, disgusting parasite!"

Xie Ci wiped the tears from his eyes with his hand. He turned on the phone, tapped an unfamiliar number, and showed the man the photos one by one.

All are photos of Qi Jingcheng and other people from various ambiguous angles.

When Qi Jingcheng saw the photo, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was a little dazed: "Ah Ci, these are just misunderstandings..."

Xie Ci's eyes were almost absurd, he reported a few dates in disgust, he said: "You may not know, my husband is completely different from you, he has never been so messy, I was obsessed with ghosts before Treat you as him, and you will be punished sooner or later."

"How could you be my Jing Cheng, you will never be him."

Qi Jingcheng's chest was heaving violently. For a while, he said in a hoarse voice, looking at the young man with his bloodshot eyes: "He is so good in your eyes? Then you know? He will cheat!"

Qi Jingcheng approached Xie Ci, gritted his teeth and said, "First he can't help being tempted to cheat once, and after indulging, he feels stimulated, and there will be a second and third time, but you, his wife locked at home, you will never find out. How nice and noble do you think he is?"

Every time Qi Jingcheng uttered a word, he felt the stinging smell in his throat intensifying, and the pressure on his heart and lungs was so intense.

The black rules seemed to burn in an instant, blown away by the wind, and there was nothing left.

Xie Ci looked at the man in horror, he was like a canary with broken wings shrouded in shadow, unable to escape despite struggling.

Qi Jingcheng's words undoubtedly had a great impact on him, Xie Ci could only shake his head in confusion and mechanically.

However, very quickly, the man in front of him who looked like Mount Tai suddenly paused, and then it seemed that time slowed down, and the man fell down.

Like a majestic and broken mountain range, it completely collapsed.

Xie Ci felt an indescribable power in an instant, very powerful, like the power of the white hole came for the first time.

He only felt that his whole body was sucked into a numbing coldness. What made Xie Ci feel that something was wrong was that the power this time even contained a terrifying power of law.

As I said before, this is a two-sided world with a strange balance, and Xie Ci has always had a terrifyingly accurate intuition.

Right now, his whole body is as if he is sinking into mud, but he is not in a hurry because Xie Ci knows that this is a symbol that the world is about to merge.

The world and the rules are things that all taskers need to avoid. He is an employee of the world recovery, and is essentially a maintenance worker.

The world and rules will not exclude him, and naturally they will not hurt him.

It's just that Xie Ci has calculated thousands of times, but he didn't calculate that the probability that there is only a few tenths of a percent of mistakes will happen to him.

White hole storm, space particle riot.

For a moment, Xie Ci wanted to scold his mother, all the light and space around him turned into fuzzy particles, if Xie Ci hadn't reacted quickly enough to use his points to activate the super-advanced human protective shield, he might also turn into particles ', completely scattered in this space.

But the super-advanced human protective shield itself is extremely expensive, Xie Ci can only watch his points decrease rapidly in pain.

He tentatively pulled the tentacles of the new human's spiritual power, and reached out a very weak branch to test the strength of the white hole storm.

As expected, his small tentacles of mental power were directly shattered.

Xie Ci lowered his eyes, he and Qi Jingcheng were the only two complete 'living creatures' left in the whole space.

The space is completely swallowed by inch by inch of white silk threads, visually it looks like a mother holding an embroidery needle and slowly filling a white 'little flower' completely.

And Xie Ci is the part that will soon be filled.

There is no so-called concept of time in this space, and the protective shield is crumbling, and it will no longer be able to withstand the white hole storm.

Xie Ci calculated the final time and made a plan in his heart.

He poured most of the spiritual power from the core of his head into his body and eyes, and there was no trace of fear and fear that humans should have in his clear black and white eyes.

This kind of frustration in the face of natural powerlessness is not reflected in the youth at all.

Xie Ci counted '3, 2, 1' in his mouth, and his voice was even a little casual.

The white white hole silk thread was right in front of his eyes, even disillusioned with a sense of fantasy. The young man smiled and shook his head. He peeled off the candy wrapper in his hand and put a piece of candy into his lips.

He murmured: "I didn't expect that I could meet someone of this level. In the future, the company must not record me in history?"

No, it should be recorded in the annals of new mankind.

If only he could—come back alive.

The long-haired young man in white pajamas waved lightly, and the transparent protective cover disappeared into the space in an instant.

Countless sharp and terrifying silk threads are scrambling to get into his body.

The long hair was shredded, and those broken and beautiful hair ends instantly turned to ashes in the air.

Countless silk threads penetrated Xie Ci's spiritual power and the surface of his skin.

Xie Ci is still beautiful, and he even has a smile on his lips, like a brave man who won the gem and escaped from the jungle without saying anything.

However, within three seconds, his complexion suddenly changed, and his tone became gritted: "Three seconds is enough for the main system to record it, it hurts, shit!"