Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Lonicera's pupils shrank suddenly, and she clenched her fist and slammed it hard against the invisible wall.There were successive bang bangs in mid-air, but Lian Qiao, who was just a short distance away, remained motionless and was not affected in the slightest.

no, don't do that...

Liandong slammed against the air wall hard, and the blunt sound of the fist hitting the wall echoed repeatedly in the small space.His vision gradually blurred, and hot tears rolled down his cheeks endlessly.

"Don't... Lian Qiao... Lian Qiao..." Xu Rendong gradually lost all his strength, and his body slid down the invisible wall bit by bit.His fist was already covered in blood, and his joints were red and swollen.

He knelt on the ground, his palms were still stretched out, trying to touch Lian Qiao who was close at hand.

But—untouchable—

It's just a wall...

It's just a wall away!

why?Why did it become like this?

He hit that wall with a crowbar, with a knife, and even with his head.But the air wall remained motionless, standing quietly between him and Lian Qiao with an absolutely irresistible force.

Quietly separated life and death.

Xu Rendong heard a cry that was not human-like from his throat.He looked at the statue-like Lian Qiao, the slightly raised corners of Lian Qiao's mouth, his red eyes and overflowing tears, and finally his emotions completely collapsed.

He suddenly grabbed the sharp knife that fell aside and stabbed it into his chest!

"Well!"

The cold blade pierced deeply, and severe pain followed.He bit his lips tightly, and instead of pulling out the knife immediately, he clenched the handle of the knife and turned it slowly.

The blade was stuck in the ribs, and after half a turn, it couldn't turn anymore.

So he pulled out the knife, changed the place, and stabbed in again!

Once, twice, three times...

He stabbed the knife into his chest repeatedly, missing the hilt each time.The knife poked countless blood holes in his chest, bloody and bloody, excruciating pain.He felt a little relief in this crushing pain.He just thought he didn't die fast enough.

Blood soaked his clothes, and the blood splashed onto the air wall, splashing into beautiful blood flowers.

The massive and rapid blood loss made him feel cold all over, and his limbs felt numb and painful like ants had crawled over them.After repeated stabbing, he was finally exhausted, shook, and fell into a pool of his own blood.He no longer had the strength to pull the knife out of his chest.

If someone passed by at this time and saw his miserable appearance covered in blood, they would definitely not believe that the murderer was himself.

Liandong only felt the sky and the earth spinning, and his vision gradually drifted away.He felt his eyelids getting heavier and his soul getting lighter and about to float away from his body.

But in the exhaustion that weighed a thousand ounces, he was reluctant to close his eyes.

He raised his hand hard, trying to wipe the blood splattered on the air wall.He wanted to see Lian Qiao again, but he couldn't bear it.

He felt very sad.

Even though he knew that he would meet again soon, he was still very sad.

In a daze, he saw something flickering and slowly rising from his chest.

Silvery white, round and small.

That is……

Liandong raised his hand, wanting to grab that thing, but he had no strength left.Deep blood and darkness enveloped him, dragging him back to the endless abyss again.

……

The elevator was running quietly and smoothly, and suddenly it shook slightly.

This is something that happens every time, even Joe is used to it.But Lonicera couldn't seem to get used to it, because every time the elevator vibrated, he would gasp in shock.

It's the same this time.

Lian Qiao looked at Liandong, meeting his dazed eyes.

Before Lian Qiao could speak, Liandong's eyes suddenly became wet.He came over and put his arms around Lian Qiao.Lian Qiao was taken aback, tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liandong didn't speak, just hooked his neck and buried her head on his shoulder.

Lian Qiao habitually raised his hand and gently stroked his hair.However, touching and feeling, Lian Qiao found that his neck was getting heavier and heavier.Lonicera hung on his body like a koala, making him instinctively wrap his arms around Lonicera's waist.

It didn't take long for the person in his arms to change from a 1.8-meter handsome young man into a wrinkled baby covered in red and purple.

Lian Qiao: "Huh?!!!"

Honeysuckle's clothes and pants have slipped off her body.The little child was held in the arms of Lian Qiao, so immature that no one dared to touch it.Lian Qiao was stunned for half a second, and suddenly realized that the baby's skin was a little cold, so he hurriedly wrapped his clothes around him.

After thinking about it and feeling a little worried, he unzipped his jacket and stuffed the little guy into his arms.

"How did you become so small..."

Lian Qiao didn't know how to take care of children.At this time, holding this little guy feels awkward anyway, I don't know if holding Lonicera in this position will make him uncomfortable.

The sudden change made Lian Qiao doubt his life, but there is no doubt that this wrinkled little guy is Lonicera.

Little Honeysuckle's face was pressed against his chest.Lian Qiao couldn't help poking Lonicera's face lightly with his fingertips, the soft and fragile touch made him feel a warmth that he had never felt before.

It occurred to him: What if they had children?

As soon as he thought of this, his heart trembled suddenly.

After being with Lonicera, he never thought about the issue of "having a baby".He felt that honeysuckle in his world was enough, but the heavy little guy in his arms aroused a tenderness he had never experienced before.He couldn't help thinking: If he and Lian Dong had a child...

What a wonderful thing that would be.

Little Honeysuckle lay quietly in his arms, as well-behaved as a doll.Lian Qiao lovingly stroked his little head, and couldn't help but smirked when he touched it.

So cute...the hair is so soft.Was baby hair originally like this?Is this called fetal hair?

It sounds like some people collect baby hair to make brushes...

The corners of Lian Qiao's mouth were raised high, his thoughts were flying all over the sky, and he didn't know where to go.

It wasn't until a snowflake floated into his neck unexpectedly, making him shiver from the cold, that he remembered: That's right!I'm in an elevator!I still want to make a copy!

He turned around, only to realize that the elevator doors had already opened at some point.Outside the door is a world of ice and snow, and the light is not very good, so I can't see clearly.He subconsciously tied the collar of the cage, for fear that the wind and snow outside would freeze the little honeysuckle in his arms.

"Are you asleep?" Lian Qiao lowered his head and spoke softly to Little Lonicera.

Lonicera lay on his chest docilely, without making a sound.

Probably because of the newborn relationship, his eyes were swollen and purple, and he couldn't open them yet.It looks like a little mouse, so poor.

Lian Qiao thought he was asleep, but he wasn't.Hearing Lian Qiao's voice, Little Lonicera raised her small hand and gently rubbed against his neck.

The little honeysuckle was held very warm in his arms, so the little hands were also warm and extremely soft, so fragile that they seemed to break off when touched.Lian Qiao felt his heart melt when he rubbed against her so lightly.I just want to hug the little guy until I grow old, and I don't want to get out of the elevator at all!

It's over, it's over, I'm addicted to holding a baby and I don't want to write books, what should I do!

Lian Qiao rubbed Little Lonicera's head lovingly, and suddenly realized that if he continued rubbing Little Lonicera, he would bald her head.

No, no, I must restrain myself!

Lian Qiao coughed and said, "Lian Dong, are you okay?"

Little Lonicera nodded lightly.

"Then go out?"

Little Lonicera nodded again.

Even such a simple movement made Lian Qiao feel like he was going to be turned into a cute girl.He couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed Liandong's little head, satisfied, then he wrapped his coat tightly and stepped out of the elevator.

Then dumbfounded.

"Fuck!"

Lian Qiao looked at his empty chest in shock, and touched left and right in disbelief.

My partner!

I am such a big object!

Lian Qiao looked around in panic, but the elevator door behind him closed the door in front of him with a "bang" like revenge, as if giving him a clean slap in the face.

The elevator disappeared in an instant, leaving Lian Qiao alone, standing in the open snow all around, with a dazed expression on his face.

--no!Don't be confused!

Honeysuckle is too small!If he stayed alone in the snow, he would freeze to death!

Thinking of this, even Joe's hairs stood on end.He quickly forced himself to calm down and carefully observe the surrounding environment.

There was heavy snow in the sky, which reminded him of the first matryoshka world.But this time was not quite the same as that time. This time it was late at night, and the surroundings were foggy, so I couldn't see anything clearly.

Lian Qiao was about to take out the flashlight to illuminate, but accidentally found a faint yellow halo in the distance.

The surrounding area of ​​the snow field is very empty, without any guidance, obviously this halo is the instruction of the dungeon.

Lian Qiao ran towards the halo without hesitation, but after two steps, the halo disappeared.

……what?

Lian Qiao froze for a moment, looked around, and found the halo in another direction.

That thing is moving?

No, it should be called "teleportation" rather than "moving".

The more wrong things in the dungeon, the more worthy of attention.Lian Qiao thought for a while, turned off the flashlight, and started running towards the new location of the halo.

The flashlight is too bright, the halo is very faint, and it is covered by the heavy snow, so it is easy to miss it if you use the flashlight.However, without turning on the flashlight, Lian Qiao was almost running in the dark.Once in danger, it is impossible to guard against it.

Fortunately, there are no obstacles in the snow, only snowflakes are constantly beating on the face.

Feixue melted into water on his cheeks, and it was so cold that it hurt, but Lian Qiao was extremely anxious in his heart.

Where is the honeysuckle?Where did the honeysuckle go?

Will he be in that place of light?

1992-2020, this dungeon prompt is so unknown.If you guessed correctly, Lonicera is the key player this time.Then it is reasonable for Lonicera to be placed in a special place as soon as it enters the dungeon.

—But is there any danger there?Where is he alone?

He's so small...he can't be alone!

The more Lian Qiao thought about it, the more disturbed she became, and she felt that there was a big stone on her chest, which was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

The snow fell harder and harder.Lian Qiao kept running towards the halo, and the hot air from his breath hit his face in turn, making him hot and wet.The halo changes position every 2 minutes, and the distance is so far that it is not normal no matter how you look at it.

What's even more weird is that blood spots gradually appeared on the road.The bloodstain also extended towards the location of the halo, as if a seriously injured person was always walking in front of him, leading him the way.

Lian Qiao was like a ghost hitting a wall, and turned around before running far, being led by the nose by the halo and blood.

Fortunately, he moved fast enough. As he ran, the halo got closer and closer to him, and he could vaguely see the shadow of a building.

Lian Qiao squinted his eyes while running, carefully identifying the shape of the building.He felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen it before.As for the blood on the ground, it looked fresh and warm, as if it had just dripped from someone's body not long ago, and the remaining body temperature even melted the snow into small red holes.

There are occasional messy footprints beside those small holes.Lian Qiao didn't have time to check it carefully. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind:

Find honeysuckle quickly!

After running like this for an unknown amount of time, the building exuding a yellow halo finally pierced through the fog and appeared in front of my eyes.

It was a small two-story western-style building, the architectural style was the style of the last century, and it looked old and simple.Lian Qiao's heart skipped a beat when he saw the small black shadow on the steps of the courtyard door.

"Lonicera!"

He ran over in a hurry, almost tripping over the thick snow.Stumbling to the gate of the yard, he almost fell to the ground, picked up the small ball with both hands, and quickly held it in his arms to check.

It's honeysuckle!It's his honeysuckle!

Little Honeysuckle's originally red face had turned pale, and her swollen eyes still made it impossible to open them.He was obviously frozen, and even his lips were trembling at this moment.

However, the strange thing is that the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he sensed Lian Qiao's arrival.

"Lonicera! Wake up! Lonicera!" Calling to him, Lian Qiao lifted up his clothes and passed warmth to him with his body.

As soon as Lian Dong's small body was pressed against his chest, Lian Qiao was startled.

So icy!

God, how long has he been lying in the snow?How did I find him so late?How can I be here so late? !

Lian Qiao blamed himself so much that he wanted to stab himself a few times, but there was no time for him to torture himself at this time.He kept calling Lonicera's name, but the little guy in his arms never responded.

Fortunately, the little chest is still rising and falling, which proves that the little honeysuckle is still alive.

Lian Qiao didn't waste any more time, clenched his fists and started knocking on the door of that building.

"Open the door! Open the door! Is there anyone! Help!"

Lian Qiao knocked on the gate of the yard, Lian Qiao shouted at the top of his voice, and soon saw a figure flickering in the window on the second floor.

However, before the man on the second floor came out, there was the sound of snow being crushed behind him.

anyone? !

Lian Qiao turned around abruptly and pulled out the crowbar with a bang.

"Hiss—" Seeing this, the visitor immediately took two steps back in fright, and took a breath of air.

"What are you doing?" Lian Qiao narrowed his eyes and stared at the visitor coldly.

I saw the young girl in the down jacket in front of her, her cheeks were red from the cold, like a small apple.

She frowned, her eyes fell on the crowbar in Lian Qiao's hand, and she said unhappily: "What am I doing? Of course I came here to find a place to keep warm! Seeing you like this, you are also a player, right? Can you put the Put away the crowbar, how dare I talk to you like this?"

Lian Qiao: "Then don't say it."

Little Apple: "???" So cold?Do I have any grudge against you!