Incredible Games [Unlimited]

Meng Po Qiqi introduced to them: "You are all new souls, there is no need to rush to reincarnate so early, you can play more in the underworld, well, I don't know what is good in the world, every time the bell sounds There are a lot of dead souls passing by."

The car slowly drove to the bottom of the bridge. This is an arch bridge with an unusually steep slope, spanning the Wang River.

In the Wangchuan water under the bridge, there are neatly arranged soul-catching boats, like a straight line, extending to the shore, and then lining up on the bridge.

"Oh, that's right." Qi Qi seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and reminded them: "You all have just entered the underworld, there may be a little bit of soul-returning reaction when you go to Naihe Bridge, and you may see things from the past. For myself, the shorter the death time, the greater the reaction, but it's not a big problem."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the car just drove onto the Naihe Bridge.

In just the blink of an eye, the scene around Meng Fuyou changed instantly.

It’s still Naihe Bridge, but it’s different from before, the whole bridge body is emitting green fluorescent light, she’s the only one left in the car, even the puppet deacon driving the car has disappeared, but the car is still driving slowly Drive to the middle of the bridge.

Meng Fuyou felt that her head was a little swollen, and she thought it might be the sign of "returning to the soul" mentioned by Meng Po Qiqi just now. She said that the shorter the death time, the greater the reaction, so what will happen to the living on the bridge?

After the car stopped, Meng Fuyou opened the door and got out.

The temperature outside seems to have dropped a bit, and a biting cold is hitting through the clothes.

The view on the Naihe Bridge is very good. You can see the wide Wangchuan River and the enchanting manjusawa growing on both sides. The soul-catching boats lined up in the water have disappeared, as if she is the only one left in the whole world.

Meng Fuyou glanced around, and found that the middle of the bridge seemed to be a big mirror without edges.

She walked over step by step, and the man in the mirror also walked towards her step by step.

With every step she takes, her appearance in the mirror is gradually changing.

Silver threads poured down like stars, and the red pupils looked coquettish and sharp even in a calm state.

What was reflected in the mirror was her true self, fair complexion, wearing a black dress, very tall, walking in front of her gracefully and leisurely.

The distance between Meng Fuyou and the person in the mirror was less than one meter, and she looked at each other expressionlessly. Just now, she discovered that this was not a pure mirror image, and the person inside was always smiling, full of interest.

"Is this called Naihe Bridge Huihun?" Meng Fuyou snorted expressionlessly.

This hurdle is not about all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, the only thing you have to face is yourself.

"Do you disdain, that's right." The man in the mirror smiled approvingly, "The most powerful master in the way of Shura should indeed have his eyes higher than his head."

Meng Fuyou didn't speak, and the person in the mirror asked with great interest: "But such a high-ranking master, such an incomparable master, why would he search the entire Shura Dao because of an ordinary man, and finally seal the power of his whole body and leave the country?" to find him?"

"Actually, you don't care about He Xianyun's life or death at all. You search in the Asura Way, or even go out of the country, just to prove that you are not controlled by the rules or controlled by the game, that's all, that's all."

In that match, Meng Fuyou did not intend to kill He Xianyun.

But among the only three players left, one is a doctor, the other is a knight, and He Xianyun is the third.

She switched the sword between the knight and the doctor. The knight can only do it three times, and the doctor can only do it once. After the four-day Christmas Eve, the rules began to maintain order, forcing her into He Xianyun's dream kill.

But that memory is still vague in Meng Fuyou's mind so far, she only knows that when she wakes up, the person has disappeared.

The man in the mirror suddenly laughed, his scarlet eyes were full of jokes, as if he had seen through everything, "Master Master, you won't admit defeat."

Meng Fuyou's face turned cold, and the person in the mirror seemed to want to see her like this, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "It's just He Xianyun, if you want to kill, you can kill it, how important can it be, what makes you care so much is actually, you I didn't want to kill him, but he died."

"Tsk, admit it, you are originally a product of the game, how about the scarlet master, what about the uniqueness of 0.01%?"

"Born in a game, that is an NPC. So what if you have independent consciousness? You have to do what the rules tell you to do. Haha, do you think you are really good enough to resist the rules? What are you dreaming of? , You know, all your powers are originally given by the rules."

"You talk too much." Meng Fuyou's expression was gloomy and terrifying, the golden light in his hand was soaring, and the coils were spinning wildly around his arms.

"I'm angry." The scarlet master with silver hair and red pupils in the mirror didn't show any fear, but became more excited because of her reaction, "What I said is correct, and you know it yourself, so you are angry gone."

"Come on, let me help you recall how awesome you were once."

The pansi shot out suddenly, smashed the mirror surface into a crack, and then slammed into the crack forcefully, the person in the mirror raised the corners of his lips, knowing her aggressive nature, the golden pansi shrouded her body like a ribbon, The front end is like two tentacles, guarding the cracks in the mirror, ready to move.

But Meng Fuyou who was outside suddenly stopped.

"Ah, I've realized it." The man in the mirror was a little regretful, and after a long pause, he said again: "But what's the use of that, I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm your self-deception, your stubbornness, your hiding In the darkest part of my heart, that thing I will never admit."

"Didn't you already know that He Xianyun is dead, and you killed him unconsciously... Even so, you still refuse to admit that you are just an NPC controlled by rules, Mr. Master, You are really proud."

The man in the mirror was still trying to provoke her, but although Meng Fuyou's expression was still unkind, he had already calmed down.

"You can't get out, so you want to trick me in." Meng Fuyou put her hands behind her back, leaned slightly, and moved closer to the large clear mirror.

The cracks did not affect the imaging. The scarlet ruler inside flicked her fingertips, and suddenly a gorgeous Manjusawa flower appeared. She hung the flower between her fingers and handed it to Meng Fuyou outside, "But you must Don’t come in, don’t forget what your purpose is.”

"If the task is in the mirror, on you, as soon as you light up, maybe I'll go right in." Meng Fuyou looked at her coldly, and said indifferently: "Then why are you still doing nothing?" Words, you put so much effort into provoking me."

"Oh, I see. You said you are my stubbornness and my self-deception. You have to gain strength from my emotions first, so you are deliberately provoking me, because only I can break this confinement."

"I've calmed down, and you're nothing." Meng Fuyou's eyes fell on the manjusha plant in her hand, "Trick me into it, are you sure you can beat it? Or is it your home field in the mirror?" , there are some restrictions on me."

The person in the mirror fiddled with the pistils of the Bianhua flower indifferently, "There is no need to test so much, it is useless, everyone who comes to this life and death, oh no, it should be said, as long as you are a human being, how can you live this life without attachment in your heart?" I don’t have a lot of thoughts, I forget to bury it on weekdays, thinking that it will be fine, haha, I can’t pass the hurdle, I will never pass it, no matter when I dig it out, it’s still bloody.”

"It's just that I didn't expect that, Mr. Juggernaut, you also have such a heavy heart knot, even heavier and more paranoid than humans."

Meng Fuyou did not speak, restraining her emotions.

Suddenly, she felt her ankles tense, and then the world was spinning before her eyes. The black tentacles had been dormant for a long time, and after entangled the person, they quickly dragged them into the mirror. The speed was extremely fast. When there was a stalemate with the force of the tentacles, the mirror actually moved by itself, moving forward in one fell swoop, like a curtain of water, enveloping Meng Fuyou in it.

For a moment, it was like falling into the water, and all five senses were restricted. The world in the mirror did not exist with the person just now, it was just a mirror image, as if it was only used to lure her into paralysis, and it did not really exist.

There was a piece of bright green in front of her eyes. She could feel her limbs being tightly bound, getting tighter and tighter. The feeling of enveloping that rapidly strengthened quickly turned into numbness. Meng Fuyou quickly summoned the shape card, and the huge nine-tailed The fox broke through all the shackles.

The fox's nine tails seem to be able to cover the clouds and the moon, swinging in the night, bringing out dazzling shadows, the whole body of the nine-tailed fox is moon white, except for the black lines on the tip of the tail.

Its limbs are strong and strong, and the moment it landed, Meng Fuyou shook her head, looking at the surrounding mountains and fields glowing with fluorescent flowers, and the man on the ground who was confronting her, that man was wearing a dark camouflage combat uniform , neat short hair, strong and tall, with a handsome and tough face.

That man is He Xianyun.

Meng Fuyou knew something was wrong in an instant, she didn't break free at all, it was still in the surgery.

The Nine-Tailed Fox's limbs were not under her control at all, and Meng Fuyou felt as if she was an outsider, but she was watching the battle royale from the first perspective.

The shadows of the trees in front of him were mottled, and He Xianyun seemed to have no intention of resisting from the beginning to the end. The man just ran away blindly, and the huge fox tail swung over, smashing the fireflies all over the mountain, bringing up smoke and dust in the sky, but Meng Fuyou's sight was not the slightest Without being blurred, she clearly saw the man's distressed figure in the smoke and dust, and then she uncontrollably dispelled the transformation, flying over like a shell, and the scarlet scimitar was thrown out in an instant, and the heat burned the air together, clanging The sound echoed in the valley.

He Xianyun couldn't bear her terrifying and crazy strength, his weapon was cut in two, Meng Fuyou grabbed his neck with one palm, and slashed down head-on with the scarlet blade without the slightest hesitation.

She was completely unable to stop the scene in front of her from happening, she could only watch the man completely annihilated in the flames.

That vague and missing memory seemed to be spliced ​​together in this way.

Is that really the case?

No, He Xianyun's skill is more than that, when she was forced to choke his neck just now, she didn't activate the scarlet power, why didn't he use the will-o'-the-wisp to escape.

Why don't you try to wake her up, don't you even have the desire to survive when you are about to die?

Meng Fuyou thought hard, looking for the flaws in this illusion.

Then, at a certain moment, she felt a little sensation on her fingertips, very weak, passing like an electric current, fleeting, but enough for her.

On the empty Naihe Bridge, countless golden coils and black tentacles poured out of the mirror, intertwined, and the tentacles kept swallowing, trying to wrap the coils in and swallow them all back into the world in the mirror.

In the next second, the moon-white foxfire burned out along the wire, burning the tentacles wildly, and emitting white smoke. The foxfire became more and more intense, and finally burned out a black tentacles stuck in the mouth of the mirror. A bright green liquid flowed out of the big hole, and Meng Fuyou slid out along with it.

She was lying on the Nai River Bridge, coughing violently, and it took her a long time to spit out all the liquid she choked on. Although the black tentacles tightly wrapped around her body had been burned off, the feeling of being tied up and numb was unbearable for a long time. Dissipated, the blood returned to the limbs, itching unbearably, like thousands of ants crawling through the blood vessels.

Meng Fuyou turned over and lay on the ground like this, her chest was heaving, and after she gradually calmed down, she sat up and looked at the mess in front of her.

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