Yan Wei stared at the numbers under his feet for a while.
For the first time, a thought of "it really is so" flashed in his mind, but in the next moment, he felt an inexplicable strange feeling.
It's too easy to think of. In the entire maze, apart from those puppets who copied Lin Zhen, this woman was the only person they saw. And the black-robed man who came in before was nowhere to be seen from the beginning to the end, and this woman showed up on her own initiative, which was very suspicious.
Just then, Yan Wei felt that even if it was Lin Zhen who came to the small castle instead of him and Yan Mingguang, Lin Zhen would probably have passed by for a moment—whether this woman was a black robed person who took off her black robe. Even if it is not the man in black, it is impossible for every sentence to be true, so the difficulty of this dungeon becomes too low after entering the maze.
Before entering the small maze, it can be said that it is a contest between human heart and strength. After entering the small maze, you can directly get the way to break the game? That's too weird.
They haven't seen what the black-robed man looks like. This woman may be the black-robed man who just spent too much time and came in to rest. The half-truths and half-false words just said were just to set them up. But this conjecture is a bit too straightforward. It is also possible that this woman was just a puppet who lied to them. The specific identity still needs to be guessed.
But no matter what, it is inevitable that this woman has problems, so Yan Wei looked at the number of puppets around her.
... But Yan Wei still felt a sense of weirdness—is it a bit simple
But no matter what, when they go out this time, the hidden troubles of the morning star and the flower of the other side outside, as well as this woman and the man in black will explode together. At that time, I am afraid it will be the time to gamble.
On the ground, next to his feet, the dark red "0" is slightly lit, and it is very clear what it symbolizes. This action was too exhausting for his perception, he slowly withdrew his perception, the "0" under his feet disappeared in an instant, and Yan Mingguang and others had already walked halfway in front of him.
Yan Mingguang turned his head and looked up at him, as if urging him.
Yan Wei said, "I'm coming down now."
Yan Mingguang didn't wait for him to move, but just glanced back to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the woman, then turned around and walked up the steps towards Yan Wei.
The steps were too high, Yan Wei had just stood on the next step, Yan Mingguang had already walked in front of him, and stretched out his hand over him on the next step.
"It's not easy to walk here," the man said flatly, "I'll take you by the hand."
He spoke too smoothly, it was clearly a sentence that made Yan Wei's heart beat faster for a moment, but he said it as if it was just an ordinary movement.
Lin Zhen was looking at the woman in front, and nothing would go wrong for a while. Lin Zhen also seemed to be more interested in acting with such dangerous NPCs, walking on the front steps, not caring about Yan Mingguang and Yan Wei's side at all.
Yan Wei looked down at Yan Mingguang.
The man raised his hand to face him, with his palm slightly spread out, and with a slight force on his wrist, he could vaguely see the strength hidden by his sleeve. But if you just look at it from the outside, it is gentle and calm, exuding a sense of intimacy that makes people want to rely on.
But in the eyes of others, the pure black eyes under this person's lens are just indifferent. This kind of intimacy is only felt by Yan Wei. It is the subconscious trust and intimacy after experiencing life and death together. Although he doesn't remember it, some memories are engraved in his body.
It was as if right now, he just glanced at it, and before the thoughts in his mind had time to catch up, he raised his hand, and his palms joined Yan Mingguang's.
The body agreed to Yan Mingguang's request to lead him faster than his thoughts.
Yan Mingguang's hand holding him seemed to tighten instantly. Wrapped tightly around Yan Wei's hand, but loosened it a little at the next moment.
With Yan Mingguang's strength, Yan Wei took the opponent's hand down a step and said, "Yan Mingguang."
Yan Mingguang paused.
He went on to say: "Lin Zhen told me in private that he said that you were seldom talkative, silent, and difficult to understand, and even made him not dare to talk to you. I think you are too easy to understand. I just hinted that I was caught by me. If you find out, why don’t you do anything now and be my underdog? Can’t you be more honest? Just tell me what you know, let’s solve what you don’t know, and don’t accompany me to break the game like coaxing a child.”
Yan Mingguang looked at him. He looked straight at Yan Wei's face from the beginning to the end, whether it was in danger or in this moment of tranquility.
Yan Wei took a step forward and approached Yan Mingguang. They drew closer in this step, Yan Wei lowered his eyes slightly, and what he saw was Yan Mingguang's chin, and a little higher, Yan Wei's lips.
... His vision is quite good.
Judging from the memory clip of them kissing in the water, he and Yan Mingguang... must have done everything. What kind of body is wrapped under this person's gentle and indifferent appearance? He must have seen it, but he forgot.
Yan Wei blinked subconsciously, taking advantage of the darkness of the stairs in the secret room, Yan Mingguang couldn't find what he was looking at anyway, so he fixed his eyes on the corner of Yan Mingguang's mouth.
"Is it necessary?" he said in a low voice, and the heat almost sprayed on Yan Mingguang's chin. "Isn't it tacit understanding about our relationship before? I like to be more frank."
"You should know me better than them. I have always been a person with a high desire to control. I don't like anyone or anything to control me. Lin Qing believes in me, Yu Feizhou and Lin Zhen rely on me, but you put me Just like a child, if you can't solve the problem, give me some formulas for me to solve."
Yan Mingguang's Adam's apple rolled a few times.
The man lowered his eyes, met his gaze, and said very aggressively for the first time: "So I am different from them."
"Promising, Mr. Yan, didn't you hide and pretend to be friends with me before?" Yan Wei raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and pressed his fingertips lightly on Yan Mingguang's Adam's apple, "I thought You have to accompany me to the top level with 'tacit' all the time and then show it."
Yan Mingguang grabbed his hand suddenly.
Yan Wei's words didn't stop: "You remember more than I do, and your strength should also recover more than me. Formatting can only be done by Lou, but we should have done something back then, right?"
He struggled, his fingertips slid down, and slowly stopped on the swallow necklace that Yan Mingguang had been wearing all along.
"I found this necklace in the shopping mall in the world inside the building. It is very common and cheap. It can be exchanged for a few invitations. The only use is that it can be opened and put some small things in it—notes and the like. This is your backhand, when you were in the dungeon of the schoolhouse of death, you relied on the familiarity of this backhand and the dungeon to get your memory back."
"So this dungeon, for us, is a walk between life and death. For you, is it like an adult watching children toddling? Your good puppet has not moved until now, and was killed by you Bar?"
Yan critically pressed the swallow pendant.
Under the wandering of his fingertips, the man's breathing suddenly became heavier, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, and pushed him to the railing on the edge of the stairs, imprisoning Yan Wei in this square inch, looking straight at with him.
He repeated what he had said: "You've always been smart."
"Lin Zhen is about to go down the stairs, we have to go out. After going out, it should be the last moment to break the game. I just want to let my heart down before that."
"What else do you know about this dungeon?" Yan Wei said, but the movement of his hand didn't stop, and his fingertips moved away from the pendant again, and touched Yan Mingguang's neck bit by bit, gently. Climb up and feel the outline of Yan Mingguang.
When he thinks that Yan Mingguang remembers more than him, he gets a little angry, and when he gets angry, he wants to use this provocative method of venting his anger - after all, he only dares to wait for this person to "fall asleep" when he kisses him.
Yan Mingguang took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "That woman has a problem."
"I already know that."
"The first person to break the game needs to choose a puppet to take away, and use the puppet to open the gate of the castle to see the stairs to climb the stairs."
"Do you know which puppet to replace?" Yan Wei's hand had already rested on Yan Mingguang's side face. His fingertips were a little cold, and Yan Mingguang's face was not hot, but he didn't want to take it away, and he was confident.
Anyway, Yan Mingguang wouldn't do anything.
The other party nodded and said: "Well. The building is created by gathering people's emotions, all good and evil. It can create copies and maintain the world in the building, but he has no way to create countless non-repeating copies at the same time, so In fact, all dungeons lower than the 90th floor are formed after the 90th floor dungeon is decomposed and broken, or are reconstructed from high-level players' props or even corpses. This is known to super-high-level players, and it is an open secret. "
Yan Wei instantly understood.
It's like the copy of the dead schoolhouse, which should be formed by recondensing the remaining energy after cracking a high-level copy they went to. In that dungeon, he may have broken the moon wheel at the moment of life and death, and the moon wheel merged with the remaining energy to form everything in the dead school building.
The original copy of the dead schoolhouse is probably the copy where he and Yan Mingguang kissed in hot water. Although he narrowly escaped death and lost a legendary item, it was finally broken.
"Why did you mention this suddenly? Could it be that this dungeon is also...?"
After asking Yan Wei, he knew the answer.
Yan Mingguang could mention this only if this dungeon was formed on the same principle. Moreover, the reward for the first place in this dungeon is the last moon wheel fragment. How could it have nothing to do with high-level dungeons or high-level players
Yan Mingguang replied with a steady and low voice: "This dungeon is condensed from one of your swallow coins and the last fragment of the moon wheel."
This answer was beyond Yan Wei's expectation.
The coin... the coin he lost?
"My back hand is the swallow necklace, and I left some instructions in it," Yan Mingguang said, "Your back hand is this coin and the last piece of the moon wheel, which should be the copy that appeared later in the high-level , Lou didn’t want you to live, it threw it to the forty-ninth floor to invite you in. This dungeon is very dangerous for you, but if you pass the level, Lou has no way to go back on the rules, and can only give you coins and moon wheel fragments as rewards.
"Moon fragments are the item reward for the first place. The coin is the puppet that you need to exchange after breaking the game—it is your good puppet. The good puppet who kills you will be turned into coins, or exchanged after breaking the game, he will also be turned into Coins. Coins hide all your memories and strengths. The coins and crows in the entire castle are the incarnations of swallow coins. The moon wheel represents division, so... "
Yan Mingguang didn't finish speaking, but Yan Wei understood.
So this castle is a cage composed of true and false puppets and illusory reality. Coins are dilemmas, crows are ominous, and puppets are the interweaving of truth and falsehood.
So when Yan Mingguang saw his good puppet for the first time, he shot so mercilessly, but he didn't do anything after he and the good puppet reached an agreement to cooperate.
"That's why you're willing to tell me these things, right? Because after the game is broken, I should know these things too."
Yan Wei understood that this person didn't confess to be lenient at all just now, but thought that he would recover his strength and memory after breaking the game, and there is no big difference from what he said now.
He gave an annoyed chuckle, lightly brushed Yan Mingguang's cheek with his fingertips, and said in a revengeful way: "Okay, it's powerful enough, and I arranged it to my death. It's so powerful, and our relationship was so good before. Before the big battle, I have to give you some rewards."
Yan Mingguang seemed to be taken aback for a moment.
Yan Wei had already leaned forward, kissed the corner of the man's mouth superficially, and then retreated immediately.
—Anyway, the corner of this man's eyes would be sneaky when he kissed him, so he might be able to see Yan Mingguang's bewildered look.
He blushed and said with a smile: "Didn't you ask me what I was doing when I broke my dream two days ago? I will answer you now, kiss you, Mr. Yan—"
Yan Wei's voice suddenly paused.
In front of him, the man suddenly pressed his shoulders and pressed him firmly against the railing behind him, and his heavy breathing suddenly drew him closer.
The next moment, the lips he had kissed lightly just now were suddenly attached to his lips, cold and hot.
Yan Wei seemed to hear a "boom" in his mind.