I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

The attack was dodged, and the monster rushed over with a grinning grin.

This time Xiaoling didn't dodge in a certain direction as it wished, but took the blow directly.

After a few back and forth, he discovered that this face-changing monster was trying to lure him away to another place.

The closer I got to the house the more tense it seemed.

Its attacks could be blocked by itself again and again, and did not cause any direct damage.

But there is nothing further, no matter how tricky his attack is, he will always be blocked by the opponent.

The sense of disobedience in my heart gradually increased.

At first, he thought it was due to their equal strength, so they couldn't hurt each other, but after a few back and forth, he felt as if he was fighting a monster whose physical fitness completely reproduced himself.

If he is strong, he is also strong, and if he is weak, he is also weak.

The flower field under my feet began to sway more vigorously, and the fragrance of flowers became stronger.

Xiaoling glanced at the stone house in the middle of the flower field, and suddenly stopped moving.

The monster bluffed for a while, as he expected, and dared not really attack again.

Because it will be exposed as soon as it is attacked.

"You're just an illusion." Xiaoling's eyes became calm, "I can't even really hurt me."

No matter how real it is, even the "weapon" feels real when you touch it, but a fake is a fake.

The monster grew bigger again as if it had been poked in a sore foot, and it opened its mouth with a foul smell: "It doesn't matter if I'm real or not, you're still going to be trapped here."

stuck here?Do you mean being trapped in this Rubik's Cube...

wrong.

Xiaoling's eyes changed, he didn't startle the snake, he chose to follow its words: "Once you know it's fake, isn't it easy to leave?"

The monster sneered: "Do you think this is your home? You can't leave even if you want to."

Xiaoling was thoughtful: "So I'm trapped in an illusion now and this illusion can't be broken from the inside and can only be rescued by outsiders?" He didn't continue the routine, and blew himself up just now. This way, you can directly observe its reaction to get the answer.

No wonder the poster in the forum said that everyone died in the flower field inexplicably. The reason why it seemed like internal strife was because of this illusion.

And this illusion shouldn't be 100% successful, at least the host who posted that post avoided the illusion and went directly to the stone house to deal with the boss.

Without batting an eye, he saw the slightest change in the monster's mood. The monster's reaction also confirmed that his idea was correct. After hearing his words, the monster had already realized that he had been cheated. First, he insulted him angrily. Later, he found that he didn't respond at all, and turned his eyeballs into a yin and yang expression: "No way, you are not waiting for someone to save you, I think he may have become a nourishment long ago."

This time Xiaoling reacted, and his eyes were full of trust: "He will come."

The monster sneered arrogantly, and before it could say the next line, it was hit in the back of the head by a dagger that suddenly fell from the sky.

Xiao Ling completed the words with a smile: "Look, isn't this coming?"

Kicking the fallen monster away with one foot, Feng Congmian's expression was full of coldness that had not yet dissipated completely: "Are you not injured?"

"What kind of injury can I suffer? It's just an illusion. Even if I have a real feeling, it's just an illusion." Xiao Ling shook her head.

Those floral scents have a high probability of invading the human brain, causing people to hallucinate the sense of touch, so it's hard to believe that this is an illusion, but once you have this understanding, it will no longer be scary.

Feng Congmian wanted to say something, but Xiaoling covered his mouth: "Don't say such nonsense that I'm sorry for being late, I believe you will come, and you really came, that's enough. "

The monster whose head had been cut in half slowly dissipated, and with an extremely slight click in the surrounding air, the entire illusion was also shattered.

Xiaoling blinked, and found that the field of flowers was still the same, but the strong and strange feeling was gone.

The clusters of flowers are as pleasant as ordinary scenery.

Feng Congmian raised a rhombus-shaped tongue in his hand: "This thing is the boss in the stone house. It became like this after I killed it. I was blinded by the illusion and couldn't see you. It's all clear."

"So from your point of view, did I stop suddenly and then let go of your hand and disappeared?" Xiaoling felt a little funny, but also a little distressed.

It seems that he was misled from the beginning, he was holding Feng Congmian's hand from the beginning to the end, fell into the trap of illusion and mistakenly thought that Feng Congmian who was holding him was swapped, in fact, what he saw at that time was It was indeed a fake Feng Congmian, but the hand he was holding was real, and the moment he let go of his hand, he had completely fallen into an illusion.

The sense of disobedience was also felt suddenly at that time.

Feng Congmian nodded, his expression was still frosty.

Xiao Ling took the initiative to stuff her hand into his.

He knew that the man didn't choose to look for himself at the first time, but stayed rational and went directly to the final boss, which had already used a lot of restraint.

If he had chosen to grope in place to find someone, there was a high probability that he would have stepped on the trap and been dragged into another illusion.

Xiao Ling took over the stone transformed by the boss, shook it in his hand, and found that it was quite light, but unfortunately there was no hint about the props, nor did he feel the slightest power inside, it was just an ordinary stone, The only use is to keep people from being disturbed by the illusion in this flower field.

Feng Congmian: "Although the level of this demon realm is not low, the boss is easy to fight. The difficulty lies in the illusion realm."

Xiaoling's eyes crooked: "Yes, but it's very easy to break this illusion, as long as you have a good teammate."

The color of the wall changed the moment the illusion was broken.

Because there were flowers and soil under her feet, and she couldn't see the color below clearly, Xiaoling turned her head to look for options.

【Up(White), Down(White), Front(Green), Back(White), Left(Black), Right(White). 】

There is no suspense that this time the bottom did not turn blue like the previous round.

Counting his fingers, he found regretfully that he and Feng Congmian would be separated again in another round.

Looking down at the stone in his hand, the boss of this level has been sealed into a stone. As long as he is not completely dead, there is no need to be afraid of the reset after 15 minutes. Xiao Ling suddenly felt a desire to talk.

Maybe it was the slightest grievance of being alone in the illusion, maybe it was the sudden light of the memory he had sealed for a long time that reminded him of the hesitation in the past. Can't help but tell what happened in the illusion.

After saying that, he regretted seeing Feng Congmian's rarely stunned expression.

Speaking out the grievances he suffered a few years ago at this time will only make him feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Ling wanted to pat him and tell him that it was nothing, she was not sad anymore, but she was taken aback by his sudden movement.

Feng Congmian wrapped Xiaoling in his arms with a slightly dazed expression: "So you have never given up looking for that mentally ill person who beat you up for you all these years?"

Xiaoling was still surrounded in a daze, but after hearing this sentence, he started to flutter: "Is your first reaction to be jealous? No, no! I looked for him for more than half a year and didn't get any news, so I didn't have any hope. .”

In order not to be overwhelmed by jealousy, he chose to conceal that when he first met him, it was because his back looked a bit like that person that he had an inexplicable liking for him.

Feng Congmian tightly hugged the person in his arms, not letting him jump out, and asked with a complicated expression: "So you liked to tease me from the beginning, do you think I resemble that person?"

Xiaoling looked shocked, he suspected that this person had installed surveillance in his mind and had evidence.

"It's not that I don't have it! And how could I tease you when I first met you?"

Someone who is not familiar with him would probably believe that serious little expression.

Originally, he thought that this would stop the vinegar vat, but he didn't expect his speech to become even weirder.

"...Did you really never think about the person who saved you?"

Xiaoling felt that if she could dump the emoji now, she would definitely dump ten black question mark faces.jpg to him.

But he still answered firmly: "Really."

Feng Congmian: "Oh."

"Why do you still look unhappy." Xiao Ling looked at him with question marks all over her head.

Feng Congmian was hesitant to say anything, but in fact, after Li Jiaxun called him the nickname Crazy Wolf in the second Demon Realm, he thought of the kid he had saved, because this nickname was enough for him to remember, even if he He couldn't remember the young boy whose face was covered in blood without even looking carefully at that time, and he also remembered the nickname he heard by chance outside the ward.

At that time, I felt that he must not remember this incident, and at the same time, I somehow didn't want him to think that I was the kind of person who would take kindness, so I didn't say anything.

After I missed the opportunity, I kept silent.

Xiao Ling looked at him who seemed hesitant for some reason and suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter: "Are you still jealous?"

Feng Congmian: ...

I don't know why, I seem to be really jealous of myself at that time.

Xiaoling put on a serious tone and wanted to give this jealous person a good lecture.

It was normal for him to worship a savior who did good deeds and was cool at that age when he was easily restless in his adolescence. Now if he could see him again, he would only have the purest gratitude.

Before he had time to elaborate on his lecture, he was stunned by Feng Congmian's next words.

After a full minute of delay, "Ah?"

Feng Congmian repeated patiently: "I said that if I was the one who saved you back then..."

This time, Xiao Ling was sure she hadn't listened to him, so she immediately interrupted: "Mr. Feng, this joke is not funny at all."

Feng Congmian's deep voice slowly sounded: "I don't make jokes."

This time, Xiao Ling waited for a full 5 minutes before slowly uttering an inelegant word from his mouth.

"Depend on."