I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

The raging flames completely engulfed Song Guicheng. He could hardly breathe and his consciousness fell into chaos. However, he clearly felt that the tree that was touching his palm, which contained countless evil forces, was retreating.

"Mom!!" Song Guicheng heard Xiaohua's voice coming from a distant place, calling out anxiously.

Xiaohua stood outside the blooming fire, ignoring her paper body, and tried her best to get closer to Song Guicheng. But an invisible force blocked her, and she was so anxious that she shed tears, dripping and soaking everything on her body.

However, her power was too weak to get close to the center of the energy fluctuations, even a little bit. Finally, under the erosion of the flames, Xiaohua slowly fell into a deep sleep, still calling for her mother.

The next moment, all the gray souls turned into powder in an instant. The mighty aura almost flattened the entire underground space, and even the fire on his body gradually extinguished.

Song Guicheng fell to the ground, almost unable to lift his head. The originally chaotic and disorderly open space was already empty. Not even the sound of wind could be heard in the huge space. Only infinite darkness remained.

The leaves on the tree have almost all fallen off, revealing dense branches that are intertwined and split into two wings that grow towards the sky.

Song Guicheng clearly sensed that something was coming, but he could no longer get up. The side effects of this item were too great, and it could almost be said that he killed one thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of his own.

It was hard for him to bear even in his prime, let alone he was injured.

Even if he exchanged for several expensive recovery potions, they could only eliminate the damage to his body but could not soothe the fatigue and pain in his soul.

He has already completed almost all the background stories of this copy, but the system still has not determined that his exploration degree has reached 100%. What is missing?

Song Guicheng struggled to connect all the information into a complete line in his mind: Calvin, the hotel couple, and the death of the player. There was only one piece missing, and that was the priest.

"Da da da"

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps was heard on the empty land, neither slow nor light, neither heavy nor slow. The person seemed to have come from hell, stepping on boiling magma, bringing the heat in the air to a whole new level, making people's skin and flesh roll from the inside out.

Song Guicheng felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat and suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The pain brought his consciousness back a little. He endured the burning sensation beneath his skin and looked up. As he expected, a pair of emerald eyes that he was very familiar with looked down at him with a gentle smile, full of sadness and pity.

Song Yujie slowly said: "I found you."

Song Guicheng closed his eyes in pain.

Song Yujie gently picked up Song Guicheng from the ground, held his shoulders lightly, forced him to lean on his arms, and licked his ears: "I miss you so much."

The strong feeling of nausea made Song Guicheng shiver uncontrollably, and the memories of wanting to skin and bones himself flooded into his mind again and again.

No, he couldn't give up like this. Song Guicheng forced himself to calm down. He wanted to figure out what the missing piece about the priest was.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you? A priest? Or a devil?"

Soul-Tracing Game, this game that is invisible and intangible, and even the entrance is unknown, how did Song Yujie get in?

"I thought you had guessed it a long time ago," Song Yujie felt the slight trembling of the person in his arms, and felt an indescribable joy in his heart, "I am, a god."

God? God!

This word exploded in Song Guicheng's ears like thunder, making his whole body cold, as if he was immersed in ice water in Antarctica.

If this Song Yujie is a god, then what is the real Song Yujie?

Song Guicheng felt that his past life had been overturned, as if he had been blinded by life. He thought he was walking in the light, but in fact he was surrounded by dark fog.

He even began to doubt whether the real world he thought was the real world or not? Was Song Yujie's name really Song Yujie?

Am I...really Song Guicheng?

Song Yujie slowly straightened Song Guicheng and forced him to look into his eyes: "What a pity, I thought you would surrender to me." His gray-black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the gloom between his brows was like silver frost covering the mountains.

This expression that made people feel distressed only made Song Guicheng feel sick. He bit his lower lip and asked, "Did you help Calvin?"

"It's me." Song Yujie gave him a positive answer.

Song Guicheng showed a surprised expression on his face: "Why?"

"Of course it's to find you." Song Yujie's elegant and mellow voice echoed in the empty space. The voice was very gentle, but it only made Song Guicheng feel creepy.

Because he knew very well how scheming and paranoid this man was, and that he would do anything to achieve his goals and would abandon all bottom lines.

"I've been looking for you for too long. Someone has covered up your scent, so I have no choice but to let you run to me."

Song Yujie stroked Song Guicheng's hair again and again and explained to him patiently.

Song Guicheng resisted the urge to stab him to death and asked, "How did you do that?"

"Do you want to know?" Song Yujie raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, with a frivolous smile in his eyes, as if he knew the purpose of his question.

Song Guicheng's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm: "Yes."

"I can tell you," Song Yujie leaned over and pressed his nose against his, saying in an ambiguous voice, "Call me brother."

Song Guicheng: ...Fuck you!!

He took a few deep breaths, trying his best to suppress his anger and pretend to have a calm expression.

Song Yujie watched quietly. The little guy in his arms showed disgust and anger in his eyes. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers clenched and unclenched quietly. In the last breath, he retracted all his fingers and returned to his calm appearance.

Song Yujie narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a sincere smile, and looked at Song Guicheng as if he was looking at his most proud work.

Song Guicheng opened his lips slightly: "Brother, brother..." His back straightened unconsciously, trying hard to keep his voice from trembling.

Song Yujie smiled happily. He leaned close to Song Guicheng's ear and said slowly, "This is very simple. All we need to do is create a copy."

What? Song Guicheng widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

"I think, with your intelligence, you have already guessed why the copy was created and what it relied on, right?"

Song Guicheng pursed his lips and agreed.

It's obsession.

From "Funeral in a Small Village" to "Happy Hotel", almost no copy is created without obsession. Whether it is resentment, nostalgia, or love, they are all reasons that bind those souls and make them unwilling to leave.

Song Yujie tapped the air with his fingers a few times, and a little boy appeared in front of Song Guicheng's eyes. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and was cute and pretty.

"Resentment is extremely powerful and contains the purest evil. It is the emotion that is most likely to create a copy," Song Yujie snapped his fingers, and the boy's figure suddenly disappeared. "When this emotion continues to accumulate, a copy will be formed."

"So, from the death of Calvin's mother, to the apple tree no longer bearing fruit, to Grayson learning the method of sacrifice, you were the one behind all this to create resentment in Calvin?" Song Guicheng gritted his teeth. He had a new understanding of this man's madness. "You even risked the lives of all the villagers in the farm?"

When he asked this question in a resounding voice, the system prompt sounded:

[The exploration degree of the Happiness Inn dungeon has reached 100%, and the player Song Guicheng has successfully cleared it. 】

[Player is leaving...]

[Zizi——Abnormality discovered]

[Warning, warning, abnormality found]

【…】

【…】

A huge force pulled at his soul, bringing a tearing pain. The system's alarm sounded repeatedly in his mind, making Song Guicheng's eyes turn white.

After a moment, the system alarm disappeared, as if it was forcibly expelled by something, and the huge force also disappeared without a trace.

Song Guicheng was disappointed. He knew that he had failed to escape. Song Yujie's power was much stronger than he had imagined.

Song Yujie looked at him with a smile, even his breathing did not change, as if he had already expected all this.

Song Guicheng felt sad for not being able to escape, and angry for the innocent people Song Yujie had implicated. So many people had died in order to create a copy.

"You've been out for long enough, it's time to come back."

Song Yujie watched with great interest the performance of Song Guicheng as he struggled, got hurt, despaired and finally had to surrender.

Song Guicheng stared at him, smiling: "Fuck your mother."

Song Yujie didn't expect him to swear. He stood there in a daze, then said coldly: "Swearing is not what a good child should do."

"Fuck your mother." Song Guicheng cursed again calmly, staring straight into those sapphire eyes, looking at himself in his eyes, and wanted to pull those eyes off.

"Song Yujie, this is why I hate you." A dagger silently pierced into Song Yujie's chest. Blood dripped down Song Guicheng's palm, staining his white shirt red. "I don't think I'm a complete saint. I will take revenge when I have a grudge, but I will never hurt innocent people."

The mere fact that innocent people are implicated because of one's own selfish desires is disgusting enough.

The air was still because of Song Guicheng's action. The next second, Song Guicheng was blown away by a huge force, rolled several times in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The intense pain caused Song Guicheng's facial features to twist for a moment. He felt that most of his bones were broken and his body was shaking uncontrollably. Every breath he took caused heart-wrenching pain. He coughed heavily and the accumulated blood sprayed all over the floor.

The moment he failed to escape, Song Guicheng knew that he was in great danger today. In that case, he didn't want to pretend to be nice to Song Yujie anymore.

He has never felt sorry for anyone in his life, the only person he feels sorry for is himself.

Before he died, he no longer thought about anything. He just wanted to stab Song Yujie hard.

Song Guicheng's eyes were blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could still hear footsteps approaching him, stopping in front of him, and then a foot stepped hard on his chest.

"cough cough"

Song Guicheng burst into a violent coughing fit, and blood couldn't stop flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

A dagger fell from the sky and stabbed straight into Song Guicheng's heart. Song Guicheng heard the sound of the blade piercing the air and reached his heart almost instantly.

Song Guicheng closed his eyes calmly. He was not afraid, but felt relieved. However, when the dagger was about to pierce his heart, it was stopped unexpectedly.

He heard a laugh coming from Song Yujie above his head: "This is why I like you, you will never give in to me."

"Have you had enough fun?" Song Yujie's tone was as gentle as before, but upon closer listening, there was a hint of imperceptible coldness in it, "Come back with me."

Let me die, let me die, let me die... Song Guicheng prayed in his heart. He wanted to bite the tip of his tongue and wanted the dagger just now to pierce his heart cleanly.

He would rather die than be imprisoned by Song Yujie and used as his plaything.

But I couldn't muster any strength in my body, and every cell in my body was clamoring to go on strike.