[MTL, BL] Survive in a Horror Game by Falling in Love

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Meeting Song Chengyu's gaze, A chill suddenly surged behind Xi's back. The two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

It wasn't until Chang Wan's voice came from outside the house that Lu Xi slowly opened his mouth. However, before he could make a sound, he saw Song Chengyu lowering his eyes and gently shaking his head, signaling him to be silent.

The door was knocked, and the young man's voice outside the door was clear and sweet, just like the sound of a mountain stream hitting the river bank: "Sect Master! Master! Uncle Master said that the meal has been prepared. Let me inform you to go downstairs for breakfast." Eat!"

The voice was brisk, sounding like a young man with no sense of dignity, but Lu Xi, who was sitting in the room, felt that his hands and feet were cold because of Song Chengyu's words just now.

Far away, yet so close. Song Chengyu was obviously hinting to him that evil spirits were hidden among them.

The disciples of Guimeng Sect all set out from Canglan Mountain together, and most of them knew their identities. Only Chang Wan was picked up halfway in the wilderness. If there is really a spy among them, then Chang Wan is undoubtedly the most suspicious one.

In addition to the scene of him fighting the human-faced centipede that night, it was also obvious that he had extraordinary skills. After thinking about it this way, there seemed to be more doubts about him.

Even if he had a crush on Song Chengyu and wanted to join the Guimeng Sect to get close to him, so he hung himself from a tree and staged a scene when they were going down the mountain, but why didn't he attack at other times and other places, but he chose them? Is this the right time to go to Baiyue City?

It all seemed so coincidental.

Seeing that Song Chengyu remained silent, Lu Xi could only reply: "I know, you go down and have dinner with them first. The sect leader and I have something to discuss and will be there in a minute."

The shadow outside the door seemed to be wandering in front of the door . After shaking for a moment, he replied: "It's Master."

Seeing the black shadow outside the door gradually leaving, Lu Xi slowly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt a little confused and asked Song Chengyu in a low voice: "They all say that people have ghosts. Intangible, if he is evil, how can he have a shadow?" He paused and added thoughtfully: "But he is not a human being."

After all, people cannot absorb the yang energy of living people.

Song Chengyu: "Maybe it's something more sinister than a ghost."

One sentence made Lu Xi's shoulders tremble. Isn't it the task on the third task card to find something scarier than ghosts? I didn't expect it to happen so soon. Could it be that the thing scarier than ghosts is Chang Wan?

Lu Xi concealed his excitement and asked quickly: "What is that?"

Song Cheng Yu: "I know, but I can't tell you directly."

This sentence made Lu Xi a little confused, "You want to keep it a secret from me?"

"No." Song Chengyu's expression was indifferent, and he really didn't mean to tell anyone: "This kind of thing There is a taboo on my name. If I tell you, not only will I be cursed, but you will also be affected."

Song Chengyu said this in a very calm tone, but Lu Xi was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and at the same time he became more and more confused. stand up.

Who is Chang Wan? Why would he be cursed just by mentioning his name? Originally, he thought that brat was just a grievance-ridden ghost at best, but now it seemed that he had underestimated him.

Probably influenced by Song Chengyu's words, Lu Xi became particularly concerned about Chang Wan when they were having dinner in the front hall in the morning. When holding a bowl of porridge, her eyes would always glance at him intentionally or unintentionally. Coincidentally, every time she peeked, she would be caught. When she met those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Lu Xi was scared to death. , quickly buried his head in the rice bowl and concentrated on picking up the thin rice grains in the bowl.

After the past two days, everyone has almost no food left. Song Chengyu's Qiankun bag contains a lot of reserved food and daily necessities, which temporarily ensures that everyone has enough food and clothing. If they can't escape after ten days, they will fight to the death. I'm afraid that just like the uncle who had his severed hand snatched back by a crow, he would end up being wiped out.

The same goes for Lu Xi. If he cannot escape from Baiyue City on a full moon night, then the second mission will fail and he will undoubtedly die.

There are only ten days, and victory or defeat depends on it. Time is tight, and no one dares to slack off even if they are tired. During the day, they set up the talismans and dojo for the Xuanyin Formation in Baiyue City at noon, when the yang energy was at its strongest. When they came back, they had to seize the time to practice martial arts and swordsmanship. They could only go back to their rooms to rest around midnight every night.

The wound on Lu Xi's shoulder has almost recovered in the past few days, but his right arm is still shaking when holding the sword. Although Song Chengyu said that the old injury has not healed, which is normal, Lu Xi is not relieved at all. . After all, monsters will not spare his life just because he is injured on the battlefield. At this time, any comfort and pity are useless. Only by becoming truly stronger can he gain more life.

That night during sword practice, the sword in Twenty-Third's hand suddenly fell out of his hand. If Lu Xi hadn't kicked the sword to the ground in time, blood would have splattered three feet on the head of the senior brother opposite him.

Seeing this shocking scene, Twenty-three was immediately frightened and his hands softened. Faced with the ferocious expression of his senior brother, he whimpered and held his head.

Lucy walked over, picked up the sword on the ground and handed it to him.

Twenty-three lowered his head and refused to answer: "Senior Brother Meng, I, I don't want to use the sword anymore, I'm afraid..."

Lu Xi's voice suddenly became cold: "Just take it if you don't want to die."

Twenty-three held the sword with a runny nose. Picked it up. Lu Xi then softened his tone and rubbed his head: "You have just used the sword not long ago. It is normal for you not to be familiar with your sword skills, but you must remember one thing. The most important thing about using a sword is not the accuracy of stabbing or cutting. Cruel, but you must never let go of the sword. Once you let go, you no longer have the weapon to protect yourself, which means you have given up the chance of escape. Therefore, you must regard the sword as important as your life at all times. The man is there and the sword is there, unless the situation is absolutely necessary."

Twenty-three raised his head with tears in his eyes. When he saw Lu Xi smiling at him, his heart suddenly cleared. It turned out that Senior Brother Meng was not angry with him.

He quickly wiped his tears on his sleeves: "But I'm too stupid and can't practice well."

Lu Xi drew out his long sword: "Being able to pass the entrance examination of Guimeng Sect means that you are very smart. Master chooses People's vision has never been bad. Just draw the sword, I will teach you. "

I just received a sword from my senior brother twenty-three years ago. It is too early to say that I am getting started. But after teaching Lu Xi for a while, he discovered that this kid's qualifications were far better than he thought. Not only could he draw inferences from one instance, but at least he could imitate a rough idea of ​​any move after demonstrating it three times.

This imitation ability can also be said to be one of the best in a hundred.

Chang Wan also received a sword, but he slowly leaned against the dead tree trunk and kept looking at the figures of Lu Xi and Twenty-three in the darkness, with a sinister aura between his eyebrows until Twenty-three practiced the move. The goose fell on the sand, and Lu Xi helped him when he staggered and almost fell. The long sword in Chang Wan's hand flipped over, and a sharp sword flower surrounded by red light rose in the air.

He held the hilt of the sword and walked towards the two of them. After entering the crowd, he quickly retreated. He stood behind Lu Xi and suddenly pulled him: "Master, there are things I don't know how to do. Please teach me." Let's go."

After saying that, she looked at him with a pair of pitiful eyes, filled with tears, and the mole in the corner of her eyes was like a drop of unshed tears. With a cowardly voice, it seemed like Lucy could eat him.

Lu Xi's teeth were sore, he turned his head and whispered: "When did you start practicing swordsmanship?"

Chang Wan gently held his hand: "I have been practicing for a long time, but the disciple is stupid and has never been able to do it, so he can only come here "I'm disturbing Master." After saying that, he glanced at Twenty-Three: "Young Master, you don't mind if I bother you?"

Twenty-Three didn't know why, but he felt creepy every time he was stared at by Chang Wan, especially After he saw Senior Brother Meng and him being so intimate in bed that night, he felt even more uncomfortable every time he saw him.

At this moment, Chang Wan was looking at her, and her mind was even more blank. She hurriedly waved with her sword: "You don't mind, you don't mind. You go ahead. I'll go and practice my sword." After that, he hurriedly ran to the opposite side, stumbling in the darkness. He staggered and knocked his senior brother back.

Lu Xi looked back at Chang Wan, who was smiling slyly like a fox, and felt the veins on his forehead jumping.

He is now angry and afraid of this brat.

Lu Xi pulled him to a remote place: "What do you want to do?"

Chang Wan turned her wrist and put the long sword in her hand on Lu Xi's neck, "Let the master teach me how to practice the sword."

Lu Xi laughed. With a sound, a sword opened his sword: "You still need my teaching? I guess you can defeat all these people by yourself."

Lu Xi turned to leave, and he hugged Lu Xi's arms from behind. neck, resting her chin on his shoulder, looking smiling, but what she said was chilling: "Have you forgotten what I said before? If you want to like me, you can only be nice to me. If you...

If you challenge my bottom line again and again, I can't guarantee what I will do. After all, I still like him, as long as you don't do unnecessary things. He hugged the most vulnerable part, wanting to break away but not daring to act rashly. Facing this narcissistic and brain-dead brat, he could only sigh helplessly: "I have said it before, once a teacher, always a father, I I treat you just like my father does to my son, can you not think too much about it?" "Father?" Chang Wan

pinched Lu Xi's chin and brought his face closer, with a flash of blood in his eyes: "You still want to be my father?"

Think, I don't want a scoundrel like you.

But seeing Chang Wan's angry look, Lu Xi suddenly felt the pleasure of getting revenge. He curled his lips and deliberately shouted: "eldest son!"

Unexpectedly, he would dare to do so. Chang Wan looked gloomy for a while, and then laughed angrily at Lu Xi's mischief.

He grabbed Lu Xi's shoulders and plopped him down on the ground with his backhand. He held Lu Xi's hands above his head with one hand, slowly leaned down, and blew softly into his ear: "It's so joyful. Do you want to be sucked in Yang energy again?"

Looking at Chang Wan's face, Lu Xi's waist softened due to reflex, his eyes widened and he suddenly shouted: "Sect Master!"

Chang Wan suppressed him. , biting his lower lip directly: "You still want to trick me with this kind of trick?"

Until Song Chengyu's cold voice came from behind: "Get up."

Chang Wan's movements froze, and Lucy, who was pressed underneath, blinked innocently.

Look at what I'm doing, but you don't believe it yourself.