Chapter 126

As soon as he said that, Mo Yi regretted it.

He had no intention of having any emotional entanglement with the other party. No matter whether the other party's confession was true or false, the ambiguous words just now were like leaving any guesses and hints to the other party that they should not have.

But after hearing the two words he blurted out, the lightly surrounding his body suddenly froze. The breathing that was leaning against his ear changed instantly, indicating the master's violent change.

Wen Chen's arms tightened instantly, holding him tightly as if he was about to crush him into his bones and blood. The gap between the two was completely filled, and Mo Yi could clearly feel how the chest that was tightly pressed against him was rising and falling violently.

He was a little breathless, and he could almost hear the slight sound of his ribs.

Mo Yi's refusal, which was originally about to blurt out, was interrupted by this sudden and fierce hug, and his words were blocked in his throat.

He raised his hand with difficulty, patted Wen Chen on the shoulder, and squeezed out suffocating words from his throat:

"……let go."

Wen Chen seemed to realize his reckless behavior and quickly relaxed his strength.

He took a step back, leaving Mo Yi with room to breathe, but his hands still half-wrapped him reluctantly. Under the light, his light-colored eyes looked sharp and forced, and he stared at Mo Yi anxiously:

"How is it, are you okay?"

Wen Chen pursed his lips, his eyes drooped slightly, and he explained at a loss: "Sorry, I was just too..."

Mo Yi coughed violently a few times, raised his palm to stop Wen Chen's next words.

He straightened his bent waist and looked up at Wen Chen. There was still a water color rising from the cough in his eyes, but under the shimmering water film, a pair of dark black eyes looked tough and cold.

Mo Yi said, "No, it should be that I said sorry to you. I shouldn't give you such an ambiguous reply."

He was completely awake at this moment, his mind was clear and clear, and the following words naturally blurted out:

"What I mean just now is that I really don't hate you, nor do I reject touching you, but this does not mean that I am willing to accept your... confession, or pursuit."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his pale face was soft and handsome, but his voice was indifferent and rational:

"Yes, you guessed it's not about your gender and my race, but, whether it's this game or you, there are too many mysteries and too many questions, and I hate this feeling.

This means I will never trust you, let alone fall in love with you, do you understand?"

His words were so cruel that they were almost hurtful:

"I don't care what your purpose is, whether it's true love or other intentions, I just want to tell you not to make unnecessary attempts, because there will be no results."

After Mo Yi finished speaking, he looked up at Wen Chen who was standing opposite him.

I saw a nearly blank expression on his face - a faint guilt suddenly appeared in Mo Yi's heart. I heard Wen Chen seemed to be afraid of disturbing something, and said in a very light voice:

"...You said just now, don't you hate me?"

Mo Yi: "..."

ah?

Before he could react, he saw Wen Chen's eyes as if they were lit, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise. Although there was still no expression on his face, he could tell at a glance that his good mood:

"You also said, don't you hate my touch?"

Mo Yi was a little confused: "..."

Isn't what I just said a little different from what the other person heard?

Wen Chen seemed to have finally restrained his excitement and flattened the curve of the corners of his lips, but his eyes were still bright. He looked at Mo Yi deeply and said in a deep voice:

"I see."

Mo Yi: "..."???

So...what do you understand?

Before he could react, he heard a loud rumbling sound outside the door, a faint tremor came from his feet, and a huge sound wave passed through the thin wall, making people buzz in their ears.

Mo Yi's gaze suddenly became sharp. He didn't care about continuing to talk about the topic just now with Wen Chen, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the place where the sound came.

He reached out and pulled open the door that was shakingly shocked, and the next second he was covered by smoke and dust outside.

While coughing softly, Mo Yi raised his arms and covered his face with his sleeves.

The dusty dust almost made the things in front of me look dirty gray-yellow. It took a long time to finally clarify a little, and the outlines of other things in the house finally appeared.

It was a hall that was wide to nearly empty, thick dust covered the entire hall, the old ceilings and floors showed dirty colors under the dim light, looking somber and ancient.

The wallpaper on the hall wall is loosely attached to the wall, revealing the mottled and ugly wall skin.

A huge hole appeared on the floor in the center of the hall in the slowly falling dust. The wooden floor broke and cracked wood chips were everywhere. The broken wood chips combined into sharp and sharp angles, revealing the dark area below it.

The rumbling sound just now was obviously coming from here.

Mo Yi walked up slowly and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

He stopped a few steps from the big hole, and the flashlight shone into the deep black hole.

The white column of light of the flashlight penetrated deep into the dark hole, shaking without support, searching, but still could not see anything, only some rising dust and wood chips were flying under the light of the flashlight.

Mo Yi frowned.

He regretted that he had not stopped Jiang Yuanrou from leaving just now. Although she had been to this old house when she was in the dungeon, now it is after the branch line is opened, and even in the safest scene before, there may be hidden dangers.

He took a deep breath, subconsciously searching in front of the cave entrance. The next second, he was slightly stunned, his eyes stayed on a corner of the wooden floor beneath his feet.

I saw a few bright red blood stains on the broken wooden board that pierced out obliquely.

Mo Yi squatted down and reached out to touch the dazzling blood. He gently twisted his fingertips. The sticky and warm touch of blood seemed to penetrate his skin and spread inward.

Still fresh.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his eyes to the huge hole in the center of the floor again, as if he was considering something.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from behind his side and gently held his wrist.

Mo Yi looked in the direction of the touch, and saw Wen Chen standing not far behind him, looking at him steadily.

He raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Wen Chen shook his head slowly at him, and then said, "You can't help her with the next thing."

Mo Yi was stunned, then frowned a little solemnly and whispered:

"What's the meaning?"

Wen Chen used a little force in his hand, pulling Mo Yi away from the dangerous area near the entrance of the cave, and then replied:

"This copy itself is for Jiang Yuanrou. What she meets next is what she needs to meet. If you intervene and help, it will hurt her."

Mo Yi subconsciously turned his head to look at the dark pit, recalling his previous guesses about the membership test in Edwin's spiritual world—

He organized some words in his mind and asked:

"So, the membership test is indeed a comprehensive evaluation of the player in that dungeon. The reason why those players who have started the test do not return to reality is because this test will bring all the conflicting focus in the entire dungeon to the player, right?"

Wen Chen looked at him steadily: "Yes."

His face turned pale in an instant.

Mo Yi didn't notice it, but just lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes lowered to cover the expression in his eyes.

He stroked his fingers slightly, then gently moved his wrist and broke away from Wen Chen's somewhat weak palm.

Mo Yi raised his head thoughtfully, looked around the hall, his lips moved slightly, and said softly as if he was talking to himself:

"There are two types of players who fail the test. One is killed by the dangers and clues that are forced to be pulled over by the dungeon. They are like ordinary players who die in the dungeon, and are slowly forgotten in reality.

The other one is that they did not die in the dungeon, but they waited until the end of time, but their comprehensive evaluation did not meet the game's requirements, so they failed."

A strange color flashed in Mo Yi's dark eyes: "But no one has forgotten them in reality. Even Jiang Yuanrou's props showed that Jiang Yuanbai was not dead, but because his life was endangered..."

Wen Chen looked at Mo Yi quietly, with deep shadows under his deep facial features, and a little light flashed in his eyes. He answered:

"Yes, they were left behind."

As soon as he blurted out his words, his face turned pale a little again.

Mo Yi frowned, as if he was deeply immersed in his thoughts, his eyes fixed on a certain point in the air, as if he wanted to see something through it.

Wen Chen's words seemed to wake him up, and Mo Yi subconsciously looked at him in the voice.

I heard Wen Chen continue:

"Now Jiang Yuanrou must fight and fight with Edwin, this is the whole meaning of this copy..."

this……?

Mo Yi was stunned, but his eyes suddenly fell to the corner of Wen Chen's lips-

A trace of blood slowly slid down from the corners of his lips, appearing bright and dazzling on his pale skin.

Mo Yi was shocked suddenly, reached out and grabbed Wen Chen's arm that was falling aside, and looked at him with frown:

"stop."

——Wen Chen said too much, the game is punishing him.

"It's okay." Wen Chen turned his face sideways and looked at him deeply:

“…You can trust me.”

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, recalling what he said just now, and instantly understood the meaning of Wen Chen's words, and felt a little mixed in his heart.

He had personally suffered the pain of being banned by the game - and that was when he didn't even say any important information. Even Mo Yi was as capable as he could tolerate pain.

What's more, it's a direct confrontation with the game... Such pain is almost unimaginable.

Even if his heart is as hard as Mo Yi, he can't help but be touched vaguely.

He looked at Wen Chen with some complexity and said:

"You...no need..."
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