Mirror Law [Infinite Stream]

In the deep and dark Ten Thousand Swords Town Evil Tower, the roar from the throat of the man imprisoned there echoed throughout the space.

Jingyuan is such a proud person, now he can only be a trapped animal in this square inch of land, Xue Qixing can completely empathize with Jingyuan's psychology at this time, and his eyes reveal that he can't bear it.

"How can we release Jingyuan?"

The master of the mirror image walked around the projected Jing Yuan, and said, "I think it's good for him to be here, and this is his final destination. But... since you like him, I'll give you a chance." Well, if you guess correctly the parity of the remaining people in the world, I will break this barrier, release him, and give you a few minutes so that you can say goodbye to him."

"Even number." Xue Qixing said impatiently.

No matter what the mirror master's plan is, as long as Jingyuan can be relieved, Xue Qixing will not waste this opportunity.

37535328, you guessed it!

Xue Qixing raised his eyes to look at Jingyuan in the projection, with a happy expression on his face.

The mirror master beside Xue Qixing suddenly disappeared, and the images of other small worlds floating around also disappeared into the air instantly, replaced by the deep and dark environment in the evil tower of Wanjian town.

As promised by the master of the mirror image before, if Xue Qixing guesses correctly, he will be able to contact Jingyuan.

Xue Qixing felt that the enchantment around the evil tower of Wanjian Town had disappeared, and he could easily move in the evil tower of Wanjian Town.

"Xue Qixing—"

Xue Qixing heard Jingyuan calling his name in a low voice, and he walked across the darkness towards the place where Jingyuan's voice was.

Before seeing the figure, Xue Qixing smelled a strong smell of blood. Xue Qixing quickly took two steps forward, pushed aside the darkness in front of him, and finally saw Jingyuan.

He knelt on the spot in embarrassment, the Keheng sword in his heart was extremely obtrusive, Jing Yuan was in an embarrassment more than ever before, the madness and decadence exuding from him made it difficult for Xue Qixing to restrain his heartache.

Xue Qixing knew that he was as arrogant as Jing Yuanjue, and he didn't want to let himself see him like this. Xue Qixing stopped in place trembling, not knowing how to move forward.

"Xue Qixing?"

When Jingyuan saw Xue Qixing appearing in front of him, he was a little surprised, but also a little sad.

He laughed at himself: "I'm so obsessed with it that hallucinations appear in front of my eyes... Heh... Didn't expect me to be such a sentimental person?"

Jingyuan's scarlet eyes stared at the phantom of Xue Qixing in front of him, with the desire to devour him in his eyes.

In the past, Jingyuan also had the idea of ​​devouring Xue Qixing like those evil spirits, but this time was different from any previous time. Jingyuan really missed Xue Qixing so much, he wanted to devour Xue Qixing's limbs , savor the pulsating blood in Xue Qixing's veins, feel Xue Qixing's temperature little by little, from warm to cold, and finally merge with himself.

Jingyuan's eyes patrolled Xue Qixing's arms and ankles, greedily looking at the fantasy that only belonged to him.

"come over."

Jingyuan's voice was a little hoarse.

The Xue Qixing in front of him belonged to his fantasy, he could show whatever he wanted to do, and he didn't have to be afraid that Xue Qixing would stay away from him, and he didn't have to worry about whether Xue Qixing would be willing.

Just as Jingyuan thought, Xue Qixing in his fantasy walked obediently in front of him.

Jingyuan looked up at Xue Qixing standing in front of him. Although he was trapped in the same place, Jingyuan still had a condescending aura on his body, and licked his dry lips: "Hey, be obedient, take the Keheng sword on me come down."

I don't know if it was because the hallucination was too real, but when Xue Qixing attached the Keheng Sword to his hand and moved it slowly, Jingyuan felt the pain of his ribs being rubbed against.

However, compared to the person in front of him, that little bit of pain is not worthy of Jingyuan's attention at all.

The illusion was so real, so real that when Jingyuan touched Xue Qixing's cheek, he could feel the hot temperature under his skin, as well as the slight trembling.

"Jingyuan..."

Xue Qixing's voice rang in his ears, his slender fingers covered the scar on his chest, and there was a look of unbearable in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Xue Qixing's voice was trembling and weeping with restraint, and there was water in those black eyes.

Xue Qixing was caring about himself, Xue Qixing was crying for himself, even if it was an illusion, Jingyuan felt extremely happy.

"It hurts, it hurts, I'm stuck here, I'll never see you again, it hurts."

With hands full of blood, Jingyuan grabbed the palm attached to his face, tightly as if he wanted to crush Xue Qixing's fingers, clasped it between his five fingers, and attached his hand to his heart.

The feeling of skin-to-skin contact seemed to ignite the fire on Jingyuan's body, he followed Xue Qixing's arm, pulled him down, and pressed him to the ground.

Xue Qixing's clothes were loose, revealing his fair and thin neck, with blue veins mottled between the white skin, and the blood inside was slowly flowing.

"Jingyuan...I..." Xue Qixing opened and closed his lips, as if he was saying something.

But Jingyuan could no longer hear anything, his fiery lips and teeth were biting the fragile neck that was almost broken, eagerly devouring the bright red blood flowing from the blood vessels.

The chaotic atmosphere filled the surrounding environment, the blood flowed quietly, the bright red blood spread to the ground, and gradually merged with the deep darkness.

Time passed for a long time until Jingyuan slowly woke up from his hallucinations.

He reached out and tried to wrap his arms around Xue Qixing's imaginary body, but it was in vain.

"Xue Qixing...?"

The embrace was empty, and only Jingyuan's voice echoed in the entire Wanjian Town Evil Pagoda.

The echo reached Jingyuan's ears, causing Jingyuan to wake up from his charming dream. He was stunned for a moment, recalling what he had done to the imaginary Xue Qixing just now, and smiled wryly: "Heh...Jingyuan ...you are really locked up insane."

wrong--

Jingyuan suddenly looked down at his chest. The Keheng sword that was originally stretched between the two ribs had already fallen to the ground not far away, and the shackles of the Wanjian Suppressing Evil Tower that had been placed on him had long since disappeared. .

"What's going on...?" Jingyuan touched his heart in disbelief: "Could it be that what happened just now wasn't my fantasy? Xue Qixing really appeared?"

"Xue Qixing? Xue Qixing!" Jingyuan called Xue Qixing's name, but no one responded.

Stretching out his hand to attach to the ground where Xue Qixing lay on just now, there was a faint residual warmth and blood that was not yet cold, Jing Yuan stretched out his hand to touch a little, and the tip of his tongue was drawn into it.

The taste was exactly the same as that of Xue Qixing's blood that he had devoured just now.

"Xue Qixing, it's really you."

Licking the blood off his fingers, reminiscing about the smell of Xue Qixing, the corners of Jingyuan's mouth curled up in a crazy arc, the evil spirit around him surged, and the dark sword energy directly suppressed the evil spirits of Wanjian, who could no longer control him. The tower shattered.

Amidst the scattered bricks and tiles, a pitch-black figure slowly paced out.

The sunlight that had not been seen for a long time fell on Jingyuan's body, not only did not dispel the chaotic evil spirit around him, but the evil spirit became stronger around Jingyuan.

Jing Yuan raised his eyes, his blood-red pupils looked in the direction of the Peace Corridor from afar.

+ + + +

In a pale space, Xue Qixing's pupils were filled with pure white, and suddenly changed from a pitch-black environment to a dazzlingly white place, Xue Qixing narrowed his eyes in stress.

"Clap clap clap!"

The Master of Mirror Image clapped his hands beside him: "You really opened my eyes."

Xue Qixing realized that he had returned to the Peace Corridor, got up from the ground, pulled up his collar, and covered the blood-stained neck bitten by Jingyuan. The wound there had healed, but The blood that flowed out stained his collar bright red, which looked very serious.

"I would rather let Jing Yuan almost eat you than you would hurt him?"

"none of your business."

Xue Qixing pursed his lips, unwilling to talk to the master of the mirror, thinking about Jingyuan's current situation, after he disappeared, Jingyuan should realize that he was not an illusion.

He has already taken out the Keheng sword, Jingyuan is no longer imprisoned, and his power is also at its peak, he should have escaped from the tower of Wanjian Zhenxie.

Xue Qixing looked up at the number in mid-air, 208764**, there are still 2000 million real people left. According to this speed, the real people in the mirror world will soon be emptied.

But apart from the people in the world, there are nearly 50 small worlds in the mirror world, and there are at least 50 Jingyuan-like existences in them.

Thinking of this, Xue Qixing asked: "After the real people disappear, how do you deal with the creatures in the small world?"

The master of the mirror image knew that Xue Qixing asked this question, and thought that the only thing he knew was the fate of a creature, Jingyuan. Even so, he was still willing to tell Xue Qixing the good news.

"If they get space-time fragments, they can also leave the mirror world."

"Really?" Xue Qixing narrowed his eyes, he didn't believe that the master of the mirror image would be so kind.

The mirror master tilted his head: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Indeed, all the things that the mirror master promised him have come true.

Xue Qixing licked his dry lips, and smiled happily: "As long as Jingyuan gets the fragments of time and space, he can leave here..."

"However," the master of mirror image shook his finger, "he has to want to leave."

"?" Xue Qixing frowned: "What do you mean?"

"boom--"

A loud noise was transmitted from the ground to the highest floor of the Peace Corridor, accompanied by an earthquake-like tremor, Xue Qixing's center of gravity was unstable, his feet swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"What happened——" Xue Qixing's doubtful voice stopped abruptly: "Is it Jingyuan?!"

The Master of Mirror Image nodded vigorously: "That's it, it broke the restriction I set on the Peace Corridor to reject all outsiders, and now it has entered the No.17 floor."

The Master of Mirror Image projected the picture of the seventeenth floor of the Peace Corridor to the space where the two were.

Jing Yuan, who was filled with a dark and evil spirit, walked on the seventeenth floor, his scarlet eyes wandering around, looking for the trace of Xue Qixing.

"Now there are no real people in the Peace Corridor, and no one is dueling with it, so I put some things from the small world in the Peace Corridor, let them," the master of the mirror image intertwine his fingers together: "Fight each other Dou, it’s like raising Gu, the one that stays the most powerful, I will give it a reward to enter the highest level of the Peace Corridor, how about it?”

not so good!

Xue Qixing glared at Phantom Master with murderous eyes.

Now not only himself, but Jingyuan has also become one of the mirror master's fun toys.

The difference is that I am useful to the master of mirror images, but Jingyuan is dispensable to the master of mirror images, and the master of mirror images does not care about Jingyuan's life or death.

Xue Qixing clenched his five fingers worriedly.

In the projection, Jingyuan faced two centipede-like meat worms that were only ten stories high, and turned into a monster in its original form, fighting with those two monsters.

In addition, there are many monsters around Jingyuan staring at Jingyuan. The one who wins will have more monsters to fight, and the one who loses will be eaten by those monsters.