[Infinite] End Game

Tang Yu's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Chang He fixedly, feeling a little lost in thought for a moment.

This is an extremely strange sentence that no one has ever said to him, even he has never thought about it.

Chang He still didn't have much expression, but his steady and deep voice seemed to have some magical power that could make the heart beat faster. Tang Yu was stunned for a few seconds before shaking his hands, and quickly turned on the faucet. He blinked quietly in the sound of water, but Chang He had already turned around politely, and Tang Yu could only see a tall and straight figure when he raised his eyes.

Or to be precise, it's not just a back view, but also smooth muscle texture attached to the back, stretched shoulder blades and a beautiful and thin waistline.

For some reason, Tang Yu only felt that things that he would never care about at ordinary times were clearly visible at this moment, and there was a feeling of burning pain imprinted on the retina.

Tang Yu quickly looked away, walked to the shower in the bathroom and raised his hand to put down the shower curtain.

Fortunately, the bathroom uses a shower curtain to separate the dry and wet, and the north is used to public bathhouses, so even if the door is not closed, it will not feel awkward.

Out of some habit, the previous owner hung a square mirror on the wall opposite the shower. Tang Yu felt a little awkward, so he covered the mirror with his clothes.

He purposely raised the water temperature by two degrees before. The hot water rushed over his cold skin, washing away the mud sticking to his hair and face. Tang Yu wiped his face, and his nerves slowly relaxed.

However, under the cover of the sound of water, Chang He standing by the door suddenly trembled, a strange feeling came to his heart, but before he could react, he felt that he had completely lost control of his body of control.

Chang He instinctively wanted to remind Tang Yu, but his throat was choked by something, and his tongue was as heavy as an iron block and could not move.

In the next second, Chang He felt something light like a dandelion seed lying on his back.Immediately afterwards, a pair of invisible but cold hands came out from the back of his head and clasped his eyes, and he heard a light and slender voice whispering in his ear: "Hee hee, guess who I am~"

Chang He didn't speak, he had already calmed down, he didn't even care about what the voice said after that, but listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and after confirming that everything was normal, he was a little relieved.

It wasn't too bad that he was the one who was recruited, not Tang Yu.

As if he didn't hear Chang He's answer, the voice behind him became obviously angry. It let go of the hand covering Chang He's eyes, but Chang He didn't feel any better because he didn't know what the voice did. It was as if the curtain had been drawn shut by God, and his vision was completely plunged into darkness.

In the next second, the slender voice with no shape slowly hummed the prelude to a song. During the singing, Chang He felt that his two hands were pulled up by the other two pairs of cold palms. clapping to the beat of the ballad.

The sound seemed to have a guiding effect, and Chang He felt his body move spontaneously along with the music, and walked stiffly towards the direction of the clapping, and at the same time, the smell of blood suddenly became stronger.

Sight, sound, and control over the body were completely deprived, and the sense of smell was also severely affected. Chang He could only tell that he was approaching the sofa in the living room, and soon, he came into contact with a piece of soft leather. In front of him, a force came from his shoulders and made him sit down on the sofa.

But on the other side, what Chang He didn't notice was that the bathroom door closed quietly after Chang He left.

The prelude to the ballad had already been sung once, and when Chang He sat down, he grabbed his things and backed away a little. Then, the other three voices sang together with the first thin voice while clapping their hands together.

[cage sewing cage sewing

caged bird

when, when will it come out

In the night of dawn the crane and the turtle slipped

The one behind——who is it?】

The song is a nursery rhyme, but the childish words in it evoke only eerie and evil.The four voices are very similar, and the tone of singing is also sad and slender, just like the mournful cry of a nightingale whose chest has been pierced by thorns.

Chang He listened carefully, and he could indeed hear a certain difference. According to the thickness of the voice, it was divided into A, B, C, and D. The one who covered his eyes was D, and the one standing behind him was C.

——It’s just that, even if he can hear it, he can’t see anything, and he can’t move his tongue, so naturally it’s impossible to answer the names of those things.

The four voices fell silent after asking the question. Chang He silently counted the seconds in his heart. When he read 60, he suddenly felt a sharp and cold touch. Something pierced his left shoulder.

It took Chang He a second to realize that it was not the knife that was stuck in the skin at this time, but the nails that were as sharp and thin as the knife.The nail cut a long wound from top to bottom along the arm, and it was cut all the way to the inside of the wrist before being pulled out.

The blood slid down the skin, and the bloody smell around him instantly became more intense. Chang He knew it was his own blood.However, the matter would not end there. After C pulled out his nails, the four voices rang together again. Their voices swirled and overlapped, as if they were having a hearty conversation around a campfire. Drenched party.

[...cage sewing cage sewing

caged bird

when, when will it come out

In the night of dawn the crane and the turtle slipped

The one behind——who is it?】

After the last line of the lyrics was sung, the four voices stopped at the same time.This round, Chang He could still hear that A was standing behind him, but he still couldn't answer.

This time, the sharp nails inserted into the right arm, still making a long cut from top to bottom, and immediately started the third round of singing.

The four voices A, B, C, and D were obviously very satisfied with Chang He's inability to answer. Their singing seemed to be getting louder and louder, and the sorrow and sorrow in their voices gradually changed to a kind of fanatical joy.But Chang He didn't want to let the game continue, because he felt that the next B and D would probably want to insert their nails into his head or neck.

Soon the third round of lyrics was sung, and the 60 seconds waiting for the answer began to count.This time, Ding really stood behind him, but Chang He's body was still unable to move.

It's like a puppet that is firmly locked, obviously the power is in the body, but it just can't be used.

This situation is very abnormal.

In his vague memory, no matter how strong the dungeon monster is, there is no way to deprive the player of his own abilities.

No matter how they kill, whether it is subtle or sudden attack, even if it is difficult to prevent mind control or curse, players can rely on their own will or immune props to resist and resist.

Because it is the player's own power, even the world at the end itself has no way to intervene excessively - making people younger or older to a certain extent through dungeon settings is already the limit of the game's interference.

Then, the question is already very clear, why was his power banned?

What is restricting him?

Or, the one who was restricted...wasn't him?

While Chang He was thinking, the passage of time did not stop. After 60 seconds, Ding behind him let out a very pleasant laugh. It quickly approached Chang He and raised his finger blade high, but the moment he swung it down decisively, But it hit a piece of silver skin that was harder than a steel plate, making the sound of gold and iron intersecting.

The author has something to say: Ahhhh!Today is another day of being bullied by the bald boss, and the bald boss expressed his anger!So decided to rest ORZ tomorrow!

[Draw a circle and curse the boss to continue to be bald in the next life] The bald author let out a vicious laugh.

感谢在2020-03-0621:30:58~2020-03-0721:13:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Kongwan Changming;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!