Jing Xi escaped into the blood mist, feeling that his whole body was wrapped in a viscous and warm liquid, and he suddenly saw a lake of blood, and he stood on it.

One second he was still in the e-sports building, and the next moment he was like traveling through time and space, seeing a terrifying scene like purgatory on earth, with a pungent stench all around.

He felt inexplicable, because he felt that this place was more real than the game world that was already very real, and even better than the real world. Something was wrong with his whole body, and he couldn't tell what was wrong. He saw his white and slender fingers, wrapped in a long red dress.

"I'm actually wearing a dress?"

It doesn't matter if you don't say it, when you shout, you realize that your voice is sweet and elegant, noble and holy.

- Red dress? The bride's dress?

"What's the situation?" Jing Xi said, what he heard was still the beautiful female voice that was completely different from himself, except for Wu Yinglin, this was the best voice he had ever heard, clear, distant, ethereal, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and souls like the clearest flowing water, and could wash away all anxiety and fear, but if this voice was full of angry emotions, then it would be the most terrible weapon.

Jing Xi stroked his face with his hands, the contours were yin, and he felt his hands touch the softest thing in the world, and he couldn't put it down.

It's not his face, and it's not the face in his game. He looked down at the silhouette of his chest and felt uneasy.

"No, it won't." He stretched out his hand to test it, and Jingxi, who had not even held the girl's little hand, suddenly turned red.

"No, it won't!" He was shocked, and then said another sentence, directly unbelievable.

He looked around, he could see far away, his eyesight had never been like it was now, it seemed that he could travel thousands of miles without being affected by the thick blood mist. He saw something he had never seen before, some colors he had never seen before, and the world became colorful at this moment.

He couldn't see it before, because his mind couldn't understand the elements. He still didn't know what the elements were, but this body could see, and this body had eyes that could see even the world in its truest form.

Purgatory at its truest form is presented in the endless lake of blood. In the distance, he saw a golden coffin above the lake of blood.

- What's that?

Jingxi stood on top of the blood, crouched down, and saw his current face on the smooth surface of blood, so he suddenly exclaimed, and in disbelief, he fell into the blood like a ghost.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood was so thick that anyone could easily walk on it. The entire surface of blood emitted a strange red shimmer, shining on the blood mist, making the environment even more cold and terrifying.

Jing Xi didn't really see a ghost, on the contrary, he saw a peerless face, but the reason why this face scared him so much was because of that face, he had seen, she appeared in his dreams countless times, the woman named Angelia, who had destroyed the world.

Jing Xi subconsciously felt that this was a dream, but the dream was extremely real, the flow of blood in his body, the majestic power, the arrogant heartbeat, everything he could feel did not allow him to see everything as an unrealistic dream.

But if this is the reality, how can it be explained?

He remembered that he had come to see the game, and as he walked in the audience, a thick mist of blood drifted in front of him, and when he looked back, he was in a completely different situation.

What's going on?

Kyung-hee begins to doubt his identity and who he really is?

However, the moment this thought came to him, he felt as if his head was crawling with sharp jagged teeth, which kept sliding back and forth, trying to slice Kyung-hee's head like a watermelon.

"Ahh Jing Xi roared, and the woman's sharp voice with pain resounded between heaven and earth, shaking the lake beneath his feet with ripples.

Vague memories were like thousands of horses, trampling through Kyung-hee's brain one after another, breaking into his mind.

The dream scene reappeared in his mind.

The man appeared in his mind, and Kyung-hee finally saw the man's appearance, the face that had been hidden behind the fog in his dreams.

His golden hair fluttered in the wind, and his golden eyes radiated the most solemn and divine light. Anyone who sees such an existence will think that they have met a high god, and they will want to kneel down on the spot, prostrate on the ground, and offer their most devout soul.

Jing Xi can feel the inextricable connection between him and the man, not only is he ruthless to the man, but he also loves him deeply. Jing Xi knew that it was Angelia's feelings for the golden-eyed man, not himself, but he was almost unable to distinguish who he was, and he was repeatedly struggling between the two identities. He was miserable, and always felt that if he was not careful, his weak mind would be occupied and seized.

His mind is a mess of memories, and his emotions are intertwined, like countless intricate threads, tangled and knotted, and can no longer be separated and untied. Any attempt will only lead to more desperate pain, and pulling a thread will trigger all the thorny emotions and sharp pain.

Jing Xi is white at this moment, his emotions are terrible, if he wants to destroy the world, it seems that he can easily do it by venting his emotions at this moment.

That dream played out in his mind again.

She fell, but countless corpses rolled like dark clouds crawling on the ground, and the golden-eyed man withdrew.

Jing Xi's eyes darkened, as if he was the woman in his dream and fainted.

He couldn't see it, but he could hear it, and behind him the sound of a little girl crying was getting closer and closer, and with the sound of hurried footsteps, it came to him.

She wept bitterly, she was terrified, but she couldn't watch the horrible corpse approach Angelia.

She still held the comb tightly in her hand, and she cried out in grief: "Go away, all go away, don't come up, why do you do this, go away, damn it, monsters, devils, all go away." Her petite, fragile figure trembled helplessly in front of the black, crowded corpse.

She couldn't do anything but hate her weakness, if she could grow that red hair, would she be able to be like Angelia, like she protected herself, and didn't let her be hurt in the slightest.

She couldn't do anything but look back at Angelia, and with her weak body, she hugged Angelia's body tightly.

Kyung-hee felt like she was being embraced.

"I won't let any monster hurt you, I'll protect you this time." As she spoke, she suddenly stopped crying, and her eyes were full of the determination to die.

"Take Sister Angelia away, I'll come, let me stop these devils."

"I'm sorry I always went against you and bullied you before, so this time let me guard you."

Kyung-hee heard the roars of countless monsters, and their footsteps caused the earth to tremble.

Then came the terrible screams of the little boy, and the irrepressible cry of despair of the little girl.

There was a voice in his heart that shouted, don't, don't, don't...... Die, die, die...... She's going to wake up, she's going to stop this from happening, as long as she wakes up now, everything can be avoided, wake me up now......

Jingxi finally roared in the sky, and the lake of blood resounded with tear-jerking sadness, hysterical despair, and terrifying killing intent.

Little girl?

Little boys?

A horrible horde of corpses?

The sight of the dream vanished.

Kyung-hee wanders between reality and dreams, switching back and forth between two different characters, confused and gradually lost, he does not wake up, lying on his side in a pool of blood.

A figure gradually appeared in the blood mist, revealing his appearance.

That's what Zhang Tian Tian looks like in the game.

"What the hell is this place? How about arranging for me to meet that unknown piece of garbage? ”

Zhang Tiantian looked for the terrible sound and came to the Lake of Blood, beside the bride.

"What the hell, is this a blind date for me? As for being so bloody? ”

Zhang Tiantian looked at the bride who fell on a pool of blood, smiled disdainfully, and pretended to be calm. The surroundings were more realistic than all the horrific scenes he had ever seen in the game, causing him to panic if he hadn't convinced

Being in the game world, he might have fainted with fright.

- This is, of course, the world of the game.

- What if it's reality?

- No way, it must be a nightmare.

- No, I'm in the game, and the system of the heroes must have been updated again, so as to create scenes that are more realistic than reality.

Zhang Tiantian was so frightened that he didn't even dare to approach the bride who was lying in a pool of blood, for fear that even more terrifying ghosts were waiting for him.

He raised his head and clenched his trembling fists, and it took a while for him to calm his rapid breathing, muster up courage, and walk up to the bride with curiosity to see if it was a demon or a ghost.

In an instant, Zhang Tiantian lost control of his eyes, and unconsciously, his consciousness began to fall. The woman's peerless face is like a miracle, incomparable, seducing all beings.

Even when she was asleep, her quiet face was enough to make people feel refreshed and unrelenting.

Zhang Tiantian's fear was completely cleared, and his heart was occupied by a huge and boundless desire. He stood still, dumbfounded, frozen in frame.

I don't know how long I stood without blinking my eyelids, Zhang Tiantian finally took a step forward.

As a hidden man, he has always been arrogant and doesn't want to lose to a face today.

As long as that face smiled at him, as long as the woman in front of him woke up and said to him, kneel, surrender, he would do the same, even if he was told to die, he did not hesitate.

The woman is asleep, like a princess waiting for Prince Charming in a fairy tale. Even if the scene is bloody and terrifying, it is diametrically opposed to the beauty in the fairy tale world, which does not prevent Zhang Tiantian, who is obsessed with ghosts, from being whimsical.

He suddenly felt that he was a prince, and that by kissing the princess, he could awaken and win the affection of the beauty.

He was so intoxicated that his face began to distort, he could no longer control the colossal desires in his heart, gave up resistance, and became a slave to his desires.

He stepped forward urgently, his trembling hands reaching out to his beautiful face.

For a second, he felt that time was so long, and he wished that in less than a millisecond, he would touch everything he longed for.

His heart was beating fast and his breath was short, like a mentally ill person who was panting, and he attained the supreme and deformed happiness in the world he imagined.

Immediately, just a little bit, he was able to touch the desire of substance.

Knock knock knock......

His heart was beating out of capacity, but he couldn't stop the erosion of desire.

A cold snap, as an open door poured into the lake of blood under the blood mist, pressing the slightest ripple on the calm and smooth blood surface, scraping coldly on Zhang Tiantian's hot face, curling his hair and swaying wildly.

The gates of antiquity have been opened.

Death was quietly approaching, Zhang Tiantian was unaware, except for the face, and the desire in his heart, he couldn't feel anything, until the finger that was about to touch the woman's face flashed a ripple that should not be there, and he woke up in the intense and unbearable pain.

He could clearly see how his fingers were shattered, as paper burned under the fire, turned to ashes, and fluttered.

Before she could feel the pain, she should have been instantly shaken into blood foam by the ripples, just like the monstrous monsters who died in front of the Red Gate, and the Blood Hive Elders who tried to hinder her progress. They don't even know how they died, because everything happened so fast. Only Zhang Tiantian saw how the ripples bloomed slowly.

His mind was strengthened by desire, which made his senses sharp and quick, he saw faster and thought faster, in other words, he felt that time had slowed down.

Perhaps this is not a thing to be thankful for, the body is shattered by the power of the ripples, and the pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is never willing to be experienced.

In less than a millisecond, Zhang Tiantian felt that after a long time, most of his arm had disappeared, and the space in front of him vibrated under the ripples. He didn't retreat, he could only watch his body being crushed and disappearing, because his eyes never left that peerless face, and he was afraid that if he didn't look at the moment, he wouldn't have a chance to look at it in the future. Not only did he not retreat, but he continued to move forward driven by desire, he had forgotten the pain and showed an expression of intoxication and happiness.

His desire had been satisfied, his thoughts were no longer so strong, and in the next moment, he too became a ripple of blood.

Yingzi fell barefoot on a pool of blood, high up like a god, and there was no arrogance in front of the woman.

She lifted the fainted woman up, held her in her arms, and cried like a child.

After a while, she sobbed with childishness, and said softly in her eyes: "Sleep, sleep when you're tired, this time I'll take care of you, I've become stronger, Sister Angelia." ”