Wei Xiaoan had mixed feelings in his heart at the moment, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Is it because you watched yourself die?

No. He knew it wasn't. He was in a magical realm, and everything he had experienced, no matter how real, was just a dream that didn't exist. Dreams will wake up, but he will not die. Even if he dies and lives in this magical realm, he will not be affected in reality.

It's just that what shocked him so helplessly was not to see the beam of the house that smashed into him wrapped in raging fire fall on him accurately. It's someone who sees it with his own eyes, who should not be able to see it.

The fire didn't last long, and everything that could be burned was extinguished. After the fire, only a ruined ruin remained, and the original appearance could not be seen at all. Especially the mansion of the young master who burned down first. Who knew that the guests who came and went would suffer such a catastrophe, and how could they know that this was a meeting with no return?

The corpses, almost charred by the fire, covered in the torrent of fresh snow, were mostly covered. The snow somewhat glorified the catastrophe, making it look less so solemn and silent.

"Crunch" "Crunch"

……

Gentle footsteps sounded from behind him, and Wei Xiaoan turned around when he heard the sound. He felt that this was the first time he and Mo Tutu really met.

The woman was slender and thin, wearing a white plush cape and long black hair that hung down to her waist. She has a good face and a fair complexion. She walked through the snow, walking lightly. I saw that there seemed to be frost in her eyes, and she looked indifferently at everything around her.

Wei Xiaoan watched her walk towards him, and then stood in front of the child's corpse through his ethereal body.

Standing in front of his corpse.

On that cold face, the crimson pupils seemed to be filled with blood.

Wei Xiaoan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked and difficult to add. He didn't know what all this was going on, but when he saw Mo Tutu's frozen eyes, he seemed to have a vague answer.

Adults say that the rabbit demon kills people without blinking.

Adults say that the rabbit demon is in trouble, and people die mysteriously every day.

In shock, he rolled up and down in his Adam's apple, but he couldn't utter a syllable. Even the simplest one. It was as if he had lost the ability to speak, and he could only half-open his lips and look at Mo Tutu standing quietly in front of the child's corpse, his own body. He could feel his limbs numb and stiff as if they were freezing. But I couldn't feel the temperature in Mo Tutu's crimson eyes.

"Snap"

Kuroko fell from his fingers onto the chessboard, shook it a few times, and then stood still.

Wei Xiaoan suddenly came back to his senses at this time, and Xie Jiuli had already disappeared from his sight. The surroundings were quiet as if a pin could be heard when it fell on the ground, and everything was still the same as before.

It's just that there is no one around him.

Except for the mysterious teenager sitting opposite. The master of this magical realm.

His hand on his knee clenched into a fist. Staring closely at the harmless young man in front of him, his eyes were as sharp as knives and flashing with cold light.

Seeing this, the boy just picked up a chess piece and landed it on the chessboard. The foundation that Kuroko had finally laid collapsed in an instant, and the great dragon was broken, and it was already a situation that was difficult to recover.

The young man fell, raised his eyes to look at him while withdrawing his hand, and said lightly: "It's time for you to fall." ”

Wei Xiao'an's clenched fists, his nails almost sinking into the flesh. "I haven't fallen yet, how can you get another one of my friends!"

The young man took it for granted, and said, "Why didn't you fall into the spot?" He raised his hand and pointed to the sunspot that Wei Xiaoan had dropped from his finger in shock, and then said: "Since ancient times, there should be no regrets about falling children. If you fall, it's time for me to get down. You are gone, and that's how it should be. I said that if you want to play this game with me, you have to accept my rules. ”

Wei Xiaoan sneered, "This kind of drop is also counted, then if someone else puts one on the side, will it also be counted?"

The young man still nodded as a matter of course and said, "Naturally, it counts." ”

Wei Xiaoan stood up suddenly, and his voice was raised: "What kind of truth are you?!"

The boy raised his chin and looked at him innocently. "In my territory, what I say is naturally my reason! You can not obey it, you can give it up. You can stop playing between us if you feel comfortable doing so. ”

Wei Xiaoan's chest fluctuated violently, and there was no reason in his eyes at the moment. He heard a voice in his heart saying to him, "Don't go, it's a big deal to fight, it's better than racking your brains here and not getting the upper hand!", but he also knew that he couldn't listen to his own voice.

At least for now, he wasn't sure he was taking the risk.

He took a few deep breaths and sat down again. staring at the young man's face, he said coldly: "In this game, no matter how I play, I can't win against you." It's not fair!"

The boy tilted his head to look at him and asked, "What does that mean fairness?"

Wei Xiaoan looked at him, pointed to the chess pieces and said, "In every chess piece, there is an illusion. Pick it up and put it down, and you have to experience the psychological pressure that ordinary people will not experience. And this pressure is only on me, not on you. How can this be said to be fair?"

The young man shook his head, but asked indifferently, "How do you know...... What you're going through, isn't what I'm going through?"

Wei Xiaoan was stunned.

The boy continued, "I said that every chess piece is what happens in the realm of gods and ghosts. The meaning of each piece is naturally not only your black seed, but also my white seed. ”

Wei Xiaoan was stunned, but he couldn't believe it. "But you don't ...... at all"

This magical realm is the desire of the human heart, and it is naturally changed by the mental experience of the person who is in the magical realm. If every piece is an illusion. Then, Wei Xiao'an's own and other people's dreams experienced at this time. The same effect is applied to teenagers. But why, the boy has hardly changed his expression from the beginning to the present.

That indifferent and indifferent expression, the look of not caring about it together, is really like a mold carved out of a mold.

Could it be that they are non-humans...... Won't be easily burdened by love?

The young man looked at Wei Xiao'an's puzzled gaze that fell on him, and said lightly: "I am the master of this god and ghost illusion, and I have existed since I had this god and ghost illusion. All my experiences, no matter how many they were, would still linger in my mind even if I didn't touch them. After a long time, after watching it for a long time, naturally I don't care so much. ”

If you repeat a thing several times, the details may not be so clear. But if you do the same thing day after day, year after year, I am afraid that in the end, even if you close your eyes, nothing will go wrong. The boy is like this, looking at his past day after day.

Wei Xiaoan suddenly understood that those entangled pasts were only his past after all. What you don't understand at the beginning, you must see it clearly in the end. That kind of understanding is to put aside the details, peel off the cocoon, and go deep into the bone marrow.