【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

Xiao Xingchen focused his attention while walking, carefully distinguishing the feeling of déjà vu, and capturing the vague impressions that flashed in his spiritual consciousness. Xue Yang seemed to have walked through such a corridor before in his memory.With endless despair and resentment, once walked.

I don't know how long it has been like this, and finally there are some voices ahead.It was unclear at first, but as the distance got closer, the sound became clearer.

At the end of the corridor, there is a wall. On the other side of the wall, there are faint murmurs of many children.If you heard that kind of noise elsewhere, you would think it was the backyard of some fairy family, where children gathered to study together, but it seemed a little weird to hear it in such a dark underground.

Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang judged what was ahead at the same time, and stood about a foot away from the wall at the end.

Xiao Xingchen asked: "Look for a mechanism or just split it?"

Hearing that voice, Xue Yang's spirit body became more emotionally fluctuated, and replied, "Split directly."

After splitting the wall, a dungeon very similar to Xue Yang's memory appeared in front of him.

It's like stepping into the land of bloody memories.Stoves, stone rooms, cages, children practicing kung fu, and even the guards who rushed to stop them had similar leather whips pinned to their waists.

"Who? Trespasser dies!"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and in the dungeon, more than a dozen sword beams shot at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke through the wall.

The dungeon guards are only used to watch over the children on weekdays, and their strength in martial arts is no match for Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen.The two faced each other calmly, Xiao Xingchen held disaster relief, Xue Yang held a dagger, easily wounding several people.The strange thing is that these people were obviously inferior to them in skill, but they didn't feel a little bit of surprise and fear. They went forward and raised their swords to meet them. During the chaotic battle, two figures, one white and one black, came to the center of the dungeon unknowingly.

Xiao Xingchen only wanted to control people, or injure them until they lost their fighting power, while Xue Yang was extremely ruthless. Several people who were intentionally spared by Xiao Xingchen were killed by him with a knife in the chest.

Seeing that more than a dozen guards fell halfway down, and the chaotic battle was coming to an end, the entire dungeon suddenly shook.The two turned their heads and saw that the tunnel they came in was blocked by huge stones. At the exit of the tunnel, there was a person holding something like a bearing in his hand. It was obvious that he had moved some mechanism just now.

"Damn it!" Xue Yang's dagger flew away and cut off the man's hand, bleeding profusely immediately.

In less than a stick of incense, the dungeon guards, dead, wounded, and wounded, were all tied up and restrained.

Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen tried several times, but they could no longer split the exit of the tunnel. There were still stones behind the stones, so the entire tunnel was probably destroyed.

Xiao Xingchen said anxiously: "There must be other exits, otherwise how would these guards get out?"

Xue Yang searched around, but couldn't find any mechanism for the time being, and said with a dark face: "If there is an exit, it will not be reserved for them. These guards have been unable to go out since they came in. They are all controlled by Gu insects, and there is no one there for a long time. Thoughts have a lifespan of only one year. Shi Wusheng rarely lets living people with self-awareness come to the dungeon to do things in order to keep secret."

Shi Wusheng.

This was the first time Xue Yang mentioned this name.

Xiao Xingchen collected himself and wanted to hear more, but Xue Yang stopped talking, went to the seven or eight bound guards and squatted down, pierced one of the shoulders with a knife, and asked forcefully, "Other exits?" where?!"

The man screamed in pain and shook his head without answering. Xue Yang stabbed him several times, causing him to faint.

"Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen couldn't stand it anymore, and grabbed Xue Yang's wrist to prevent him from persecuting the second person, "Didn't you say that they were all planted with Gu worms? Then why ask?"

Xue Yang snorted coldly: "I've been hit by a Gu, but it doesn't prevent me from venting my anger on them!" He wanted to stab his wrist hard, but Xiao Xingchen grabbed it tightly, and he couldn't help but angrily said, "Let me go!"

He had blood on his body during the chaotic battle just now, and when the first guard was interrogated, some blood splashed on his face, coupled with the fierce look in his eyes and Xue Yang's crazy appearance, Xiao Xingchen shuddered.

As soon as he entered the dungeon, Xue Yang seemed to be a different person.He was no longer that playful and sweetheart, completely reappearing the viciousness and murderous aura when he exterminated the family back then.

There were more than twenty children of different ages in the dungeon. They had huddled in a corner of the dungeon at a loss since they broke in. Seeing Xue Yang's bloodthirsty appearance made them even more frightened. They couldn't tell the difference between good and evil. Dare not speak out.

"Xiao Xingchen, these are Shi Wusheng's lackeys, why are you protecting them?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't make any excuses, and used the spirit detection technique to probe the spiritual consciousness of the remaining seven guards, and it turned out to be blank, a trace of being controlled by Gu insects.This kind of Gu technique can make people obey the person who planted the Gu unconditionally, and once they are charged, their life expectancy is only one year.In a certain flashback, the people who watched the battle in the cage and bet were dressed similarly to these people.

"They are controlled by people, guarding the dungeon is not voluntary, just kill them, don't abuse them."

Jiang disaster unsheathed, quickly and concisely ended the lives of seven people.

But Xue Yang's anger didn't calm down much because of this. He grabbed a guard by the collar and strode towards the huge stove in the dungeon, leaving a long dark red bloodstain on the ground.

The flames in the furnace were blazing, Xue Yang raised his hand and threw the corpse out, and at the moment when the corpse was about to be engulfed by the flames, a white shadow flew over the flames, sending the corpse back to the ground.

Although Xiao Xingchen didn't recognize this kind of stove, he judged that the burning flame in the stove was not an ordinary flame, so he suddenly activated it and rescued the corpse.

"Xue Yang, isn't this stove not only burning corpses and destroying traces, but also killing people?"

"So what?"

"People are dead, let their souls go, and let them reincarnate. Your enemy is Shi Wusheng—that is, the leader of the Duoshe organization, the Eagle Hall. He is the owner of this dungeon, right? "

Xue Yang was filled with anger. He had known for a long time that there was more than one dungeon like this, and this dungeon was not the one where he was imprisoned.But there is no doubt that with such a similar layout and exactly the same function, the dungeon master is definitely Shi Wusheng.

"Regardless of Shi Wusheng or these people, I will not let them go."

Xue Yang picked up the fallen corpse again, and Xiao Xingchen rushed to stop him. No matter what, he was not allowed to throw the corpse into the stove. Xue Yang couldn't argue, so he dropped the corpse, and with a burst of rage, he slashed at Xiaoxing with a knife. Chen chopped off, forcing Xiao Xingchen to take a step back to dodge.

"Xiao Xingchen!" Xue Yang roared with red eyes, "Get out of here! I, Xue Yang, will never take revenge on just one person. Have you forgotten how the fifty members of the Chang family died?!"

When mentioning the past, Xiao Xingchen was stung a bit, and there was a bit of repulsion in his black and white eyes that hadn't been seen for a long time.

"What? Did you suddenly remember that I'm a murderer?" A distorted and cruel smile flashed across Xue Yang's face, "Just remember, if you stop me again, believe it or not, I won't even kill the twenty-odd people." The child was also killed and thrown into the stove?!"

Among the children huddled at the other end of the dungeon, some young one couldn't help crying, and was immediately covered by another older one.

Xiao Xingchen hurriedly comforted the child from a distance: "Everyone, don't be afraid, we are here to rescue you."

Xue Yang snorted mockingly: "You are the only one who wants to do good, don't take me with you. Do you know how many children I killed in this kind of dungeon? More than 100! I don't mind killing a few more! It's even more impossible. Save them!"

More than 100.This number really shocked Xiao Xingchen. He glanced at the children worriedly, and pulled Xue Yang into the nearest stone room with a sullen face. The stone door was originally driven by a mechanism. The stone gate weighs a thousand catties.He wanted Xue Yang to calm down, so as not to frighten those children. If he really lost trust, it would be difficult to rescue or question him later.

Xue Yang kept cursing and cursing, but when the stone door was closed, there was a sudden silence.

The two looked at the small stone room with four stone walls, and they both recalled the years in the dungeon.In the past, the wound never healed, but quietly rotted in the neglected place of the pretendingly numb person, devouring everything around. When I lowered my head to check again, the wound was covered with rotting flesh, which was irreparable.

In the dungeon, the most impressive day was when 12-year-old Xue Yang ate a rabbit carved from five apple pulps by the stove where the corpse was cremated, listening to the crackling of the whip.

The pulp is sweet and juicy, but Xue Yang is irritable.

The guards were teaching the new kid a lesson. The sound of the whip, which he was used to, was longer and harsher than ever that day. The new eight-year-old boy was even more stubborn than he was before, his voice was hoarse from crying, but he still stood firm. I want to go out to find my mother.

Xue Yang didn't swallow the last bite of the fruit, chewed it and spit it out on the ground with a bah. He rushed into the stone room with a gust of wind, and saw a thin boy covered in whip marks cowering in the corner, while a strong guard was raising his whip. , seemed to be tirelessly swinging down at that thin body time and time again.

The stone door slammed shut behind him.Xue Yang drew out the guard's saber, and stared at the crying boy with his eyes burning.

"Hey, Xue Yang, lesson is lesson, you are not allowed to kill him."

Apparently used to Xue Yang helping them "discipline" other children, the guard was very happy and turned around to leave.Just when his hand was about to touch the door opening mechanism, his own long sword pierced his chest from behind.

This sword was ruthless and fast, and it was the first time in Xue Yang's life that he successfully mobilized the spiritual power in his body to send out a sword.Even he himself didn't expect that the sword that was intended to scare the child unexpectedly pierced into the guard's body without hesitation.

The tall guard let out a muffled grunt and fell to the ground dead.

The eight-year-old boy, covered in bloody welts, saw the 12-year-old brother kill the guard who beat him. In desperation, he raised a glimmer of hope, got up and grabbed Xue Yang's hand and said, "Brother, save me, I want to go out!" Looking for a mother."

The 12-year-old Xue Yang, who was already cold in heart, unexpectedly did not shake off the hand that begged him for help, and asked stiffly, "Where's your mother?"

The little boy cried and said: "Mother fell asleep and couldn't wake up...I came out to find someone to help...Mother is still waiting for me to go home..."

"How long has mother been asleep?"

The boy whined: "Three days...Mother didn't move at all...Brother, I have to go back and wake up Mother...It's just me and Mother at home..."

Xue Yang understood.Looking at the child's tattered clothes, he must be a poor beggar.The so-called mother fell asleep, and it was more likely that she died of illness.Shi Wusheng loves to lure this kind of child without parents back, because this kind of child is lost and no one cares about it, such as himself.

The little boy's blood and tears were on Xue Yang's hands, and he suddenly swung his long sword like a madman, slashing towards the stone wall with the high window and the pillars on the high window.But I don't know what the pillar was made of, it was harder than fine iron, Xue Yang chopped with all his strength until the blade curled up, but only some shallow scratches were left on the wall and windows.

Can't cut it open.can not go out.

The swords are broken.

The string that had sustained him for five years in the dungeon suddenly snapped. The 12-year-old Xue Yang suddenly hugged the boy who was younger than him.

The boy begged him while sobbing: "Brother, I want to go back and find my mother..."

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and wept silently.

Silly boy, mother is gone.

They are all trapped in this dungeon and cannot get out.

He could see the end of the boy's future almost at a glance.Either be killed in a cage, or keep killing others, and eventually become a monster like him.

That's right, it's a monster. Xue Yang recognized himself when he was 12 years old, but on this day, he suddenly hated this fact.

"Do you want to find your mother?" He held the boy's head with trembling hands.

"think……"

Click.

Xue Yang's arm forcefully twisted off the boy's head, the child's cries stopped abruptly, and the corpse fell limply in his arms, no longer hurting, sad, missing his mother, nor turning into a monster.

"I'm sorry... I can't save you..."

On that day, 12-year-old Xue Yang buried his face in the little boy's body, which was getting colder and wept for a long time.It was also that day that he bloodbathed the entire dungeon.

"Shi Wusheng!!!"

After 20 years, Xue Yang yelled the name again in the dungeon.It's like returning to the madness of the bloodbath dungeon again.

He could not save others, nor could he save himself.In the perennial helplessness, he had long since given up calling for help, and only wanted to destroy everything he saw by himself.

"A Yang! Calm down!" Xiao Xingchen tried to grab Xue Yang's hand but was thrown away. Xue Yang was so angry that he didn't even notice that the dagger in his hand cut through the white clothes and left a bloodstain on it.

"Xiao Xingchen, if you stop me from taking revenge, don't blame me for turning my face and denying others! Do you think I can become like you after getting along with you for a long time? You are wrong! Big mistake! I am still me, eight years old Start killing people, commit countless crimes, there will be no mercy! More than 100 children, they are so young, many of them are under ten years old! When I killed them, I didn't hesitate once!"

"No! Ah Yang...I know, that was in a cage, you had no choice but to do that..."

"Because of helplessness? Do you know that I have bloodbathed the dungeon? That time, no one forced me. The first time I killed dozens of people in one breath, do you know how happy it is?! Don't be naive, I am a murderer, I was born and will always be! Don't think that I will have a conscience!"

Xiao Xingchen's heart felt like a knife was twisting, and the sharp pain became stronger and stronger one after another.

not like this.He knew that was not the case.He understood why Xue Yang was so willing to help the boy Xiaojie avenge his last wish.

No matter how many people he killed later, in Xue Yang's heart, he could never look directly at the killing he committed at the beginning of his life.

I don't want to hear Xue Yang give up on himself and say what he means, but Xue Yang talks like crazy, insisting on describing himself as a hopeless, vicious demon by nature.

Xiao Xingchen was confused, even dizzy, he didn't want to hear it, he wanted Xue Yang to stop.Heartache, restlessness, anxiety.In the memory, the Xue Yang who was crying bitterly while hugging the dead body of the eight-year-old boy, and the frantic Xue Yang in front of him were tormenting his nerves inside and out. Because he blocked Xue Yang's mouth with his lips.

This was the first time he took the initiative to kiss someone. In the pain and helplessness, he pressed the back of Xue Yang's head with one hand and grabbed Xue Yang's wrist with the other, not allowing the other party to refuse, and kissed firmly jerky, clumsily and firmly.

If Xue Yang is destined to be a demon, then let's go to hell together.

He is willing to accompany him.

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