Chapter 31 Virtual Banquet Hall
Ye Minglang held up the empty wine glass, and after a moment, he was stunned again.
It is unhygienic if others have drunk it, but he can accept it if Shen Li has drunk it?
What kind of logic is this? When has he ever been so hypocritical?
But everything just happened too fast, all the actions were done naturally, without being completed in the brain.
He and Shen Li had only met a few times, so how did things develop into this?
Ye Minglang came back to his senses and finally realized something.
He held Shen Li's shoulders and stared into his tipsy eyes.
"Have we known each other before?"
Shen Li nodded dreamily, and his words were a little vague:
"Before? I've seen you in the mirror, I've seen you in a puddle, I've seen you on the glass. Which before are you referring to?"
Ye Minglang let go of him helplessly. It seemed that he was overthinking it.
He lowered his head and pulled up Shen Li's left hand. The silver snake ring on his index finger seemed to sense something, and it curled up slightly, circled around his knuckles, and spit out its snake tongue.
He then raised his index finger, and the two silver snakes raised their heads. After looking at each other, their heads intertwined, showing a look of intimate cuddling.
Since they had never met before, this inexplicable sense of familiarity between them was probably due to these two rings.
Ye Minglang didn't like himself being out of control like he was tonight.
He always keeps everything under control.
It's just the loss of an index finger.
There are many things in the warehouse of Wuliang Express that can replace this index finger.
He shouldn't hesitate any longer.
Ye Minglang had made up his mind and just when he decided to cut off his finger, his brain suddenly reacted.
Why must I be the one who loses my index finger?
Why can’t it be Shen Li?
If the spiritual bond between two people can only be broken at the cost of one person losing his index finger, it must be Shen Li.
Anyway, he's drunk now, so it won't hurt too much, right?
Ye Minglang, who had figured everything out, suddenly smiled at Chen Li and said, "Don't worry, I will do it quickly and cleanly, so just be good."
Shen Li didn't understand what he was saying, so he just nodded stupidly.
He looked at Ye Minglang, then looked up at the sky, and suddenly pointed his finger at the sky, "Meteor!"
"I want to make a wish!"
Shen Li turned around in a daze, holding his hands in front of his chest, and shouted out his wish loudly: "I hope..."
At the moment when Shen Li was about to express his wish, Ye Minglang saw the silver snake ring on his index finger flash.
The two lines of golden font reappeared.
"Whatever he wishes for, you wish for."
He must not be allowed to make a wish until his index finger is cut off!
"Wait a moment!"
Ye Minglang suddenly stepped forward quickly and covered Shen Li's mouth from behind.
Chen Li was halfway through making a wish when it was suddenly interrupted. However, he was unable to break free from Ye Minglang and could only make "mmm" sounds in protest.
The drunk Chen Li was like a kitten. After protesting for a few times but getting no response, he angrily bit Ye Minglang.
Pain came from my fingers.
This bite was not light.
As soon as Ye Minglang relaxed his fingertips, Chen Li broke free from them.
Chen Li happily continued to make a wish towards the sky: "I hope that the seal will never loosen, and I hope to be an ordinary person forever!"
After he finished saying this, he turned around and stared at Ye Minglang with smart and cunning eyes, treating him as a close friend with whom he could confide.
"I used to... envy those ordinary people who could toast."
"Every time they celebrated, I could only watch them from afar, because the stronger the power, the harder it is to control."
"I can't toast with them because I'll crush the glass, and I can't celebrate with them because I'll hurt someone."
Ye Minglang listened to him talking about his sad past so carefully that he forgot to stop him from making a wish.
In the dark night sky, another ray of light with a long flame tail streaked across the sky.
"Another shooting star!"
Chen Li cupped his hands and closed his eyes, "I hope someone can toast with me every day!"
"What kind of stupid wish is this?"
Although he would definitely help him realize this wish, Ye Minglang still felt that this wish was stupid.
"Also, that's not a shooting star."
That is a product from the other world that fell from above the clouds.
In the third year since the collapse of the inner world, things are still falling intermittently from the clouds.
These things will be sealed in the Wuliang Box by the special personnel of Wuliang Express and will become the items they are about to deliver.
"That's not a shooting star."
"But—if you want to make a wish, make it."
I will help you realize these wishes.
After Chen Li made his wish, he began to cheer and dance like a drunk.
He ran to Ye Minglang, suddenly put his arms around his neck, and murmured for no reason: "I don't want to lose anyone again."
Ye Minglang saw that his eyes were wet, as if he was thinking of something sad, and he could not control himself and suddenly shed tears.
He wanted to reach out and wipe away the tear for him, but Chen Li fell backwards.
Ye Minglang reached out to pull him, but he was pulled down with him.
"Bang."
In the fountain pool, the figures of two people suddenly disappeared.
There was a raging fire all around and choking smoke everywhere.
Looking at the fatal formation under his feet, Ye Minglang could hardly believe that he had gotten back together again!
The one who came back with him was the fool in front of him!
It was all because of this damn muscle memory. Just now, when Shen Li was about to fall into the fountain pool, he subconsciously hugged him in his arms and put his body at the bottom.
I didn't expect that I would be transported back to this fatal formation.
What made him even more speechless was that he had escaped the killing array before by traveling back to Shen Li's world. After traveling back this time, he couldn't escape a second time through the mirror in a short period of time!
The air was filled with choking black smoke, and the temperature in the small house burned by flames rose rapidly.
Must rely on other means to escape.
Ye Minglang had to look at the charred mark of the formation under his feet again.
This is a formation with a hexagram symbol.
Look at each corner of the hexagram.
There were six directions, and corresponding tributes were offered in each direction.
Goat head.
Demon Eye.
Not tongue-tied.
Yellow spring water.
The coffin of the Yin spirit.
A hundred years of resentment.
Some of them really cost a lot of money.
The person who set up the formation was determined to make him die here this time.
He couldn't get out of the circular formation under his feet, so naturally he couldn't destroy the six things in the center of the formation.
Although there seemed to be nothing around the formation, there was always an invisible wall of air blocking him inside.
Do I really have to explain everything here?
Ye Minglang looked at Chen Li with a complicated expression.
He can't go back into the mirror, but Chen Li still has a chance to escape and return to his own world.
But—should we let him go?
When he was in desperate situation, Ye Minglang expressed the idea of using Chen Li as a scapegoat more than once.
But this person is limited to Chen Li.
It was as if dying with him would be a blessing that would allow him to die with peace of mind.
On the other hand, Chen Li still had no idea what kind of danger he was about to face, and he wandered around in the formation in a daze, relying on the alcohol.
Chen Li coughed twice after inhaling the thick smoke.
He rubbed his eyes numbly, looked at the orange flames surrounding them, and said belatedly:
"It's on fire..."
He suddenly came over and grabbed Ye Minglang's hand, "Let's run."
Ye Minglang smiled weakly, "We can't run away."
The formation will be fully activated in a dozen seconds and will be at its maximum effectiveness.
It would definitely be too late to call for help.
Teleporting also doesn't work at all.
Chen Li looked at the flames around him, and his eyes became much clearer.
He hated fire. In a certain memory of his, there was a raging fire outside the window just like today, with thick smoke everywhere.
And it was on that day that he lost all the important partners in his life.
"Go away." Ye Minglang still let go of his hand.
"Although I really want you to stay and die with me, but when it really comes to the last moment, I feel a little reluctant."
He always had some strange feelings for Shen Li.
At the last moment, he no longer wanted to find out whether it was because of the silver snake ring or some other reason.
The totem under his feet caught fire, and the light blue flames formed a hexagram.
The formation is about to launch a fatal attack.
Chen Li suddenly remembered something and grabbed Ye Minglang excitedly and refused to let go.
"Then I won't leave either."
Amid the raging flames, hallucinations appeared before Shen Li's eyes.
The blurry face in my memory unconsciously overlapped with Ye Minglang's face.
His cool fingers gently touched his face.
She leaned over to his ear and said gently to Shen Li: "It's an honor to be the most important person in your life."
"Chen Li, even if I die, you must continue to love me. Let me always be the most important person in your heart and bring you endless strength."
"Now, sacrifice me."
"Sacrifice us."
"don't want."
He could no longer suppress the pain brought to him by the fragmented fragments of memory.
These memories were like sharp shards of glass, appearing from time to time and cutting his heart.
“Don’t die.”
He hugged Ye Minglang in front of him tightly.
"I don't want you to die, don't leave me!"
Ye Minglang was stunned.
Indeed, in the last moments of his life, he enjoyed this sudden hug.
But reason told him that Shen Li was drunk and these words were not directed at him.
They weren't actually that familiar.
In reality, he wasn't that dependent on him.
The hexagram under your feet has taken shape.
On the black goat's head, in its empty eyes, the fire of hell burned.
Scorching flames gushed out from the ground like a volcanic eruption.
Accompanied by a huge explosion, the flames in the center of the formation shot straight into the sky.
In the midst of the raging flames, Chen Li hugged Ye Minglang tightly.
He drew strength from the cracks in the seal, forming a solid protective shield that enveloped both of them.
The mirrors in the room shattered and melted under the extremely high temperature, the firewood flames crackled, and the flames continued to burn.
Ye Minglang was in the protective shield that Shen Li had built for him, and he suppressed the urge to kiss him for who knows how many times.
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