Chapter 127

Mo Yi didn't know what to say.

He clenched the fingers of Wen Chen's arm subconsciously and slightly tightened. The cold skin under the fingertips was tightly connected with his palms, and the cold touch was transmitted to the brain along the nerve endings.

His eyes were in a trance for a moment.

It seems that Who in my memory once said to him --

"you can trust me."

Mo Yi suddenly regains his mind, and instantly seems to have been scalded to the general, let go of Wen Chen's wrist.

His face was a little pale, a pair of dark eyes tightly staring at Wen Chen's fuzzy face under the dim light, as if he wanted to find the strange trace that had just crossed his mind

Familiarity.

However, the feeling just now is like a bullock into the sea, and it goes deep into the deep layer of consciousness. No matter how much Mo Yi looks for it, he can't find a trace, just like It's just his hallucination.

Mo Yi's lips are slightly pursed, and the lip line is tight into a straight arc, which looks like a string that is about to break.

He moved the vision of lock on Wen Chen's face and gave up his useless search.

However, at the moment when he moved his sight away, Wen Chen suddenly stepped forward and drew closer the distance between them.

Without warning, he put Mo Yi's lips in his mouth. His warm tongue was able to pry open his teeth. The slightly salty and fishy liquid flowed into Mo Yi's mouth along the tip of his tongue.

Then before Mo Yi reacts to come over, Wen Chen let go of him, and then stepped back in time.

The kiss was over before Mo Yi could stop it.

Wen Chen, who was standing a few steps away, said calmly:

"you can't waste it."

Mo Yi looked at him in a daze. He felt powerless when his fist hit the cotton.

He grinded his teeth a little resentfully, raised his hand in exasperation, and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

The next second, Mo Yi realized how childish his behavior was, and a burst of enthusiasm sprang up in his ears.

He sipped his red lips, then took a deep breath, moved his eyes away, and said with gnashing teeth:

" It's gone. "

After that, Mo Yi turned around first and walked toward the other direction of the hall like wind.

Wen Chen stands in situ staring at Mo Yi's back, which is engulfed by the darkness. His vivid face appears again in his mind, and he can't help but hook his lips.

The next second, he strode to follow Mo Yi's departure direction.

When Wen Chen catches up with Mo Yi, he has completely calmed down some of his fluctuating emotions, and his pale face has completely recovered his previous calmness and reason.

Mo Yi gently moves his wrist, and the light column of the flashlight moves slowly in the room with his movements, illuminating the scenery in the room in front of him.

He narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and his sharp eyes looked at the room in front of him in the direction of the flashlight moving.

Floating dust floated under the pale lamppost of the flashlight, like some living insect, swimming slowly in the solid darkness.

Deep in the hall is a revolving wooden escalator. The marble handrails are covered with old dust. Layers of cobwebs are on the handle of the stairs and the corner of the steps to separate the light of the flashlight.

The escalator whirled into the darkness, leading to the dark second floor.

Mo Yi takes back his eyes and moves forward slowly. The floor under his feet makes empty squeaks with his actions.

The torchlight's circular halo fell on a hidden corner under the stairs, where a locked door was hidden in the dust, and the door closed tightly, as if to the ground.

The door's rough frame was covered with dried blood fingerprints, which were dark brown in the light.

Mo Yi's eyes lingered on it for a moment.

Wen Chen stood not far away, looking at him, said: "do you want to find Jiang yuanrou?"

Hearing this, Mo Yi turned to look at him, then slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"if the conjecture just now is correct, then the game between her and Edwin will come next. I will help her instead."

Wen Chen looks at him deeply, open mouth to continue to ask a way: "that you prepare to do now?"

Mo Yi turned his eyes, and his dark eyes narrowed slowly: "of course, it's to help her finish the original purpose of entering this copy."

"According to my experience in the last copy, the confrontation with the replica boss will only end with the completion of the branch line task. The struggle between Jiang yuanrou and Edwin is likely to be endless, and she will lose the possibility of looking for Jiang Yuanbai in this vice."

Mo Yi exhaled slowly, his hand holding the flashlight tightened slightly, and his fingertips gently rubbed the metal shell of the flashlight"So I can only look for him."

Wen Chen gazed at him and said coldly:

"you can't find it."

Mo Yi is stunned. He turns his head and looks at Wen Chen. His eyes look at him deeply What do you mean

Wen Chen stepped forward, Yingting's deep face was exposed to the light, and a pair of light colored eyes looked back at the past:

"this game won't let you find it."

Mo Yi's brow slowly frowned. Before he could say anything, he only heard Chen continue to say:

"you shouldn't have been in this copy, but Jiang yuanrou's props forced the game to put you in, so this is not a normal copy, so there are only two of you."

Mo Yi's face became more and more dignified.

Wen Chen again slowly step forward, whispered: "the game will not sell the booty it has already got, so it will not let Jiang Yuanbai be found by you."

-- booty.

Mo Yi keenly noticed Wen Chen's words and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wen Chen's face turned pale again. His twinkling light eyes locked Mo Yi's cheek tightly and said:

"Jiang Yuanbai is neither alive nor dead now. He exists, nor does he exist in this copy. As a player, it is impossible to find him.

But I can help you. "

Mo Yi looks back into Wen Chen's eyes, and his face has no waves or waves:

"what do you want?"

What do you need in return for such a sacrifice?

At the end of the day, he couldn't believe in unconditional giving, or the so-called "love.". Love itself is a false proposition, which is an irrational behavior out of control caused by hormones released in the biological brain.

What's more The man standing in front of him was not even a creature.

As he said before, trust doesn't exist from the beginning.

Wen Chen stares at Mo Yi and says slowly and seriously:

"a kiss."

Mo Yi's face can't help but appear a look of amazement - this he really did not expect.

He knew that he was a rational and cold-blooded man, and only he knew the cold-blooded essence hidden in the gentle appearance.

After all, how can a person who doesn't care about himself care about others.

Therefore, Mo Yi doesn't have much obsession about whether to save Jiang Yuanbai. After all, even if he fails, he will not lose much.

Mo Yi looks at Wen Chen doubtfully and tangled, as if he is looking at some alien creature that he can't understand.

But now he really cares about it --

why? Why does this man look at him like this?

That kind of It's like he's the only important being in the world. It's so strange.

Mo Yi has self-knowledge. He knows that he has no amazing charm that people fall in love with once they meet, or strange beauty that makes people forget the common customs.

So why?

Or does it have anything to do with the strange familiarity he felt before?

Mo Yi's eyes looked at Wen Chen unfathomably and answered:

"transaction."

Wen Chen bent his eyes, the light colored eyes seemed to be filled with layers of fog. He took a step back, opened the distance between them, and then stretched out his right hand.

Mo Yi reached out and clasped him.

The temperature of the other party's palm is far lower than that of ordinary people. The cold fingers slowly close together and stick tightly to Mo Yi's fingertips and palms.

Wen Chen moved his eyes without expression, clenched his fist to his lips, coughed low, and then turned to walk out:

"follow me."

During the action, Mo Yi seems to see the red ear pinna hidden in the black hair.

Mo Yi slightly lowered his eyes to cover up the dark and unknown look in his eyes, and then he raised his feet and slowly followed him up.

They walked to the door of the hall one by one.

The old house was in disrepair for a long time, and the door frame was almost completely rotten and clean. Two rickety door panels could fall on the rusty door shaft, and fine dust and sawdust fell from the top door frame.

Wen Chen raised his head and pushed open the wooden door.

A hoarse and dying groan came from the broken door, and then slowly opened to both sides, revealing the scene outside the old house.

Overhead is a light blue countdown, the end of the second is silent and slowly backward, as if you can hear the passage of time.

There are more than 20 minutes left.

Outside the old house is a deserted empty space, like a circle of ornaments around the gloomy house perfectly.

Outside the open space, there was a thick darkness, which seemed to be able to swallow all the light. It was dangerous and silent to surround the whole space floating in it.There was a dead silence around me. I could hear nothing but the sound of stepping on the dry soil.

Wen Chen every step forward, his complexion becomes pale a minute.

He turned his face slightly, as if to avoid the sight of Mo Yi, who was walking a few steps behind him.

They stopped at the junction of the darkness and the ground. The darkness in front of them seemed to flow slowly, and it seemed to be the fog condensed into an entity.

Wen Chen raised his hand, and his every movement became slow with the naked eye, as if there was a heavy weight pulling him.

He clenched his teeth and moved his finger gently.

The darkness in front of him seemed to have been summoned by something, and suddenly separated, revealing a way.

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