[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Ximen Chuxue understood what Ye Gucheng meant.

If you count carefully, Ye Gucheng did "owe" him twice, once for sacrificing his life to protect him in the underground prison, and once for the inhibitor. With the arrogance of the Lord of Baiyun City, he naturally did not want to accept favors from others, especially the favors of his old enemy.

Now, he paid with his life.

When a swordsman cuts off his sword-wielding hand, it is equivalent to ending his own life with his own hands - although Ye Gucheng does not want to be dragged into the abyss by the tentacles, it does not mean that he wants to live.

If he was dragged into the abyss, Ximen Chuxue and Linghu Chong would definitely risk their lives to save him. Regardless of success or failure, wouldn't he owe them another debt? Only by cutting off his hand could all the grudges be completely resolved!
He was already covered in blood and was dying. He stared at his severed limbs for a long time, as if he was shocked by his own action. His sharp eyes gradually began to unfocus and become blank.

He refused the recovery potion, as it could not make his severed limbs grow back. After saying "I don't owe you anything" frankly, he closed his eyes peacefully.
He believed that Ximen Chuxue understood him, and he had decided to die here.

Ximen Chuxue really understood that if he were Ye Gucheng, if he also cut off his sword-wielding hand, he would definitely not want to live anymore.

It’s just that... understanding is one thing, but being willing to help him is another.

He couldn't watch him die.

Ye Gucheng woke up in a field hospital.

He was unconscious for a long time and had a very long dream. In the dream, there was his golden childhood, the countless days and nights of hard training, the wind and waves of Baiyun City, and the glorious glory of his undefeated record in more than a hundred battles.

Then he felt himself falling rapidly into endless darkness. Nightmare creatures swarmed into his flesh and controlled his body. Their slippery tentacles bound his limbs and brought him unimaginable humiliation. He could neither live nor die.

Then he swung his sword and cut off his arm!

No, no! Don't!

He woke up from a nightmare and soon found that nightmare and reality intersected. The scenes before he fainted flashed in his mind. He raised his right hand hesitantly, and layers of gauze wrapped the ugly stump...

The door of the ward opened, and Ximen Chuxue stood in front of the door. Ye Gucheng's eyes turned fierce, and he grabbed everything he could get by the bed and threw it at him!
Why save him? Why bring him back? Why let him face such humiliation!
Ximen Chuxue dodged a vase, a lunch box, and a water cup, grabbed the pillow and walked towards him, then Ye Gucheng stood up and grabbed his neck.

He nearly broke his neck.

Ximen Chuxue didn't resist, nor did he speak. The veins on his forehead bulged. No one spoke. After a moment's silence, Ye Gucheng let go of his hand. Ximen Chuxue made a hissing sound in his throat. He choked and coughed, and purple fingerprints were left on his pale skin.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were hazy, he lowered his head and said softly: "I could have died with honor."

Ximen Chuxue looked at him coldly, his voice hoarse and difficult to speak: "It's not too late for you to die now."

Ye Gucheng closed his eyes: "There are many kinds of death, don't you understand?"

Ximen Chuxue certainly understood that death in battle and suicide could not be compared.

"Have you been here all this time?"

Ximen Chuixue was silent for a moment, then said, "You've been unconscious for two days, and your injuries won't heal that quickly, so don't move."

The field hospital was also built temporarily and there were not many people. Of course, it did not mean that there were no injuries, but most of the injured could not make it to the hospital. It was even difficult to find a complete corpse on the battlefield. Therefore, even a criminal like Ye Gucheng who was classified as a "war consumable" could get a single room.

The ward was very quiet, with pure white everywhere. The windows were open, with white curtains blowing, blocking the dazzling sunlight and letting in gusts of cool breeze.

Ye Gucheng shuddered slightly, feeling cold all over. He was probably having a high fever. The action just now had caused the wound to burst. As the blood oozed out, the dizzy feeling as if he was about to step on empty air came back.

"get out."

Ximen Chuxue sighed and said, "I was going to leave too." He took out a bottle of special medicine developed by Wumingxing and a bottle of red recovery potion from the Dark World and placed them on the table: "You can choose."

After that, he turned around, and Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "You seem very sad."

Ximen Chuixue said: "I am mourning my dead opponent."

Ye Gucheng's forehead veins bulged, and he said coldly: "Mourning? Then what am I talking to you about?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "You are my friend."

Ye Gucheng was stunned. He didn't expect Ximen Chuxue to say that.

Yes, having lost the hand holding the sword, he naturally could no longer be his opponent, so his enemy Ye Gucheng died, and the one who woke up was his friend.

Ye Gucheng smiled desolately. Was his sacrifice just to become friends with the person in front of him?
He just didn't want to owe him anything! What he wanted was to be able to kill him with a clear conscience when facing him with swords!

Ye Gucheng felt furious, his eyes turned red. He took a step forward, his sword unsheathed.

He held the sword in his left hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Ximen Chuxue's heart.

"Turn around and draw your sword!" Ye Gucheng said sternly.

Ximen Chuixue: "I don't want to kill you."

"Draw your sword!"

Ximen Chuxue turned around but did not move. The sharpness of the sword had pierced his blood and made his blood rush, but he still did not move.

This was the first time he refused someone's invitation to fight.

He just looked into Ye Gucheng's eyes, watching those eyes slowly being stained by despair.

"Forget it, you go out." Ye Gucheng sat back on the bed, his chest heaving violently. At this moment, death was weak and powerless, but he had no reason to live. His heart was in turmoil, and he was tortured by scars and illness. He was in extreme pain.

Ximen Chuxue left, and when he reached the door, he suddenly said, "You are not living alone. I will share your life and death."

"roll!"

...When Shi Guanyin was dying, only Chu Liuxiang was by her side.

It's magical that two people can be together, at least Chu Liuxiang feels magical.

An enemy who had forced him into a desperate situation, an enemy who had been dead for many years, is now standing alive in front of him. The two of them have to team up to investigate the hidden dangers in this primitive jungle, and of course they have to take care of each other.

Taking care of each other, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing whenever he thought of this word, and felt a chill on his back. Shi Guanyin looked at him like a giant python staring at its prey.

Fortunately, at this time, they encountered other predators.

A cheerful little crocodile song sounded in Chu Liuxiang's body. The two of them froze at the same time, and then they saw a huge spider web pouring down from the sky.

Shi Guanyin had seen this thing in the simulation cabin. This was one of the most skilled insects she had ever fought. The fighting method was almost engraved into her DNA. She first grabbed Chu Liuxiang and told him not to move, and let herself be covered by the spider web.

Spider silk is poisonous, tough and sticky. Once covered, it is impossible to escape easily. A dozen second-order insects slowly walked out of the dense jungle, looked at the humans covered by spider silk, and screamed with joy. But in the next moment, a steel giant more than ten meters tall rose from the ground, tore the spider silk, and the scorching heat melted the spider silk completely.

The battle ended quickly.

"I'm very confused." Chu Liuxiang put the laser gun into a special holster to cool it down, and suddenly asked, "You were going to kill me, why did you save me?"

Chu Liuxiang was really confused. His intuition was always sharp. When he asked this question, he had already felt the giant python spit out its tongue, so this sentence can basically be translated as "Now that the external enemy is gone, how are you going to deal with me?"

Shi Guanyin was sending a signal to the transfer station. Hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at Chu Liuxiang and smiled: "Save you? Have I really become Guanyin Bodhisattva in your eyes?"

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose and said, "That's why I don't understand."

Shi Guanyin smiled and said, "Look at your wrist."

Chu Liuxiang lowered his eyes. He had a pair of grey handcuffs on his wrists, tightly attached to his skin. They were an extra addition to his body when he arrived. It was said that these handcuffs represented his identity in this world - a person who committed group fornication and incest.

His tone became a little unnatural: "Is there anything special about this handcuff? I saw six on the marshal's wrist."

Shi Guanyin said: "It doesn't matter if he is handcuffed a hundred times, because no one will initiate the anti-riot procedure of handcuffing him."

Chu Liuxiang asked: "Anti-riot procedures?"

Shi Guanyin narrowed her eyes: "Do you want to try it?"

After saying that, she took out a terminal. Chu Liuxiang didn't know what he was going to do, but he instinctively sensed the danger, so he tried to grab it. As Shi Guanyin's fingers gently fiddled with it, an electric current rushed to the back of his neck, followed by a sharp pain!
Chu Liuxiang screamed miserably, and suddenly lost all his strength, with his body twitching uncontrollably.

The severe pain turned his face pale.

"If I hadn't brought you here, how could I have seen Chu Xiangshuai, who is always calm and composed, showing such an expression?" Shi Guanyin said proudly, "It's really not easy to learn the anti-riot procedure of handcuffs. I have been learning it by myself for a long time. I originally wanted to use this to deal with it... Since you came to me on your own, how can I not practice with you?"

Chu Liuxiang lay on the ground, panting, and said with a wry smile: "No matter who you want to use it against, that person should thank me."

Shi Guanyin said: "I remember you injected an inhibitor ten days ago. It must be uncomfortable to be in heat, right?"

Chu Liuxiang's face turned pale, and as Shi Guanyin's fingers slid, his consciousness began to become distant.

In the jungle, the rich and intoxicating smell of wine was carried far and wide by the wind.

Forced estrus is also one of the torture methods against Omegas, and it will naturally be written into the handcuffs program.

Chu Liuxiang arched his body uncomfortably and bit his lips hard, but he still couldn't suppress the sound that made him feel so ashamed and angry.

Shi Guanyin kicked him, tore open his protective suit, and said with a smile: "You may not know yet, but in this world, people and insects can also be... It's a pity that I didn't leave a single one just now, but it doesn't matter, there will be no shortage of insects here."

Chu Liuxiang glared at her angrily, but the tears that gradually seeped out of his eyes made this look not intimidating at all, it only made people want to destroy her.

Shi Guanyin laughed loudly, but after just two laughs, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell straight to the ground, and immediately fell into a coma - the injury that Ximen Chuxue had barely managed to survive by adding all his points to his life fell on the unsuspecting Shi Guanyin, causing her to lose consciousness directly.

The retribution came so quickly that Chu Liuxiang was caught off guard. It was difficult for him to react as the fire of lust had already burned him!
There was a rustling sound in the woods.

……

People will change as the environment changes.

Shangguan Jinhong always believed this.

Chu Liuxiang is a good example. He used to kill zombies without mercy and could live well on his own. How come after training in the base for half a year, he became a coward and even more timid than a mouse? Isn't it because he was spoiled by the comfortable life?

When Shangguan Jinhong was the gang leader, he spent ten hours a day standing in front of his big table to handle gang affairs. He lived and died for power, was intoxicated by power, and never felt tired. He ate simple meals every day, never drank alcohol, never wore fancy clothes, and lived a very simple life. He would never ride a horse if he could walk, and would never take a car if he could ride a horse.

Now he is completely changed.

This change surprised even himself. He spent ten hours a day lying on the very comfortable recliner he got himself, often scratching the chin of a kitten while doing nothing.

How incredible it is that Shangguan Jinhong, a man who kills people as easily as drinking water, would one day pet a cat.

All in all, in the entire cold palace, apart from the great enemy teammate who came in with him, only this kitten was not stolen, but was given to him by a mother cat - the mother cat jumped in from the top of the wall, holding the kitten in its mouth, threw it into his arms, and then turned around and ran away.

From then on, Gang Leader Shangguan's boring palace fighting life became a little more interesting.

He suddenly understood why the men in the harem all wanted to get something to nourish themselves.

One day, he was petting his cat when the long-silent door of the cold palace suddenly opened.

You don't need to look, just listen to know that there must be a new unlucky person.

(End of this chapter)