[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

"Call me brother, and I'll give you my life."

To a certain extent, Li Xunhuan did it. That night, he almost lost his life.

The younger brothers played for most of the night until they were tired. Li Xunhuan finally broke free from the control of the repeated calls of "brother" and lay down in his own palace, exhausted both physically and mentally.

A palace maid had already helped him undress and take off his boots. He drank a cup of throat-moistening rock sugar and pear tea, which slightly relieved his almost smoking throat. He then asked for a hot towel to put on his eyes.

It's fine to have people call him husband over and over again, but he doesn't understand why his eyes are red? They were red all night, and his eyeballs were about to burst!

But this night was not in vain, at least it allowed Li Xunhuan to figure out this skill.

Firstly, shouting "brother" can indeed teleport you instantly, from him to the person shouting, and then to pushing the person against the wall. The whole process can be completed in an instant no matter how far away they are, and it ignores any obstacles. When he is saying the fixed lines, the whole process cannot be resisted or interfered with.

Secondly, teleportation is also conditional, that is, the call of "brother" must be heard by Li Xunhuan himself. As for whether it can achieve the effect of freely traveling through copies, further attempts are needed.

Finally, and most importantly, this skill has no limit on the number of people. Even if a hundred people shout "brother" at the same time, as long as Li Xunhuan can hear it, he will find a way to press all of them into the corner and say affectionately, "Be good, don't call me brother, call me husband."

It's just magical.

Teleportation is just a bonus of the skill. The real killer move [Red Eyes Give Life] has not been used yet. Li Xunhuan certainly doesn't want to use it. He is almost going into PTSD because of "brother". He doesn't want to hear the word "brother" again in his life!
Wuhua and Shangguan Jinhong were both beside him, and both of them were almost about to faint from laughing. Ever since he was controlled by his skills to run around the room, the two of them had not stopped laughing. Li Xunhuan almost thought that someone had hit their funny points.

Now that the two of them have finally managed to control their facial nerves, it's time to get down to business.

Shangguan Jinhong said: "Since you have opened up such a skill, we should change our plan."

Li Xun Huan asked: "What do you mean?"

Shangguan Jinhong said: "To bring down the imperial concubine and overthrow the queen, this skill is enough."

Wuhua said: "Yes, I think so too. No emperor can tolerate his woman...his man falling in love with another man. You can use your skills to control the queen and the concubine and make them fall in love with you. It would be best if you can do it in front of the emperor."

This idea was really bad, Li Xun Huan couldn't help but say: "Why not control the emperor and make him fall in love with me, wouldn't it be much more convenient this way?"

Shangguan Jinhong and Wuhua shook their heads in unison: "No."

Wuhua said: "You have been in the palace for so long, haven't you noticed that this little emperor never acts out of love or hate? She likes the imperial concubine so much, and they have been childhood sweethearts, but she did not make the imperial concubine the queen, nor did she promote his family because of her feelings for the imperial concubine."

Shangguan Jinhong said: "So she won't promote you to be the queen just because she loves you."

Li Xun Huan sighed deeply, and suddenly said: "It's not that I don't understand this principle, but..." He smiled, and his slightly red eyes revealed a gentle look at the right time: "Any skill has risks when used, so..."

So before he could finish the two words, Wuhua and Shangguan Jinhong's radars went off, and they rushed out the door like they were being chased by wolves. But it was too late. Li Xunhuan had already said those words:
"Call me brother and I'll give you my life."

After a while, Li Xunhuan successfully captured a delicate and soft monk, Qi Jue Miao, and the tearful leader Shangguan. They timidly walked back step by step.

Wuhua: "I hate you~ You just talk nonsense, I won't pay attention to you~"

Shangguan Jinhong: "You are so bad, how can there be such a bad man like you in the world?"

The effect of the skill was so terrifying that Li Xunhuan hugged his quilt tightly.

……

The wind blew and the leaves rustled. The Zhengyang Palace was completely silent. Xiao Xia Zi was allowed to visit Yang Muching in the cold palace. The other servants were also sent far away. The three of them squatted under a tree and selected the next unlucky person to be persecuted by their skills - the pregnant imperial concubine.

At this time, three days had passed since Shangguan Jinhong and Wuhua were controlled by the skill.

Three days of living a life worse than death!
After waking up, if the skill deterrence was not still there, the two of them would rather die together than cut Li Xunhuan into pieces.

Shangguan Jinhong said, "The imperial concubine is afraid of heat. His Majesty has just issued an order to go to her palace when the heat is at its worst and bring snow to cool her down. I will then say that I cannot accomplish anything on my own and that I need His Majesty's assistance. You will take the opportunity to sneak in first and say, 'Your Majesty, I am innocent.' When you hear this, use your skills and make sure His Majesty sees you and the imperial concubine being intimate."

Li Xun Huan said: "...If Your Majesty chooses to protect the Imperial Concubine and only punishes me, what should I do?"

Wuhua glanced at him and said, "Then you can use your skill on the little emperor once, and we will switch to the backup plan." Shangguan Jinhong looked at the sky and said, "There is no time to lose, you should leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking and Li Xun Huan stood up, he heard someone outside the palace shouting, "The Emperor has arrived—"

All three of them were startled. Why was the emperor here at this critical moment? Did the emperor know about what happened in Zhaoyang Palace the day before yesterday? Did she also come to experience the joy of teleportation?

It's really not their fault for having such an idea. The people here just have weird brain circuits. Not only weird, but also full of pragmatism.

Soon, the emperor's ceremonial procession entered the palace gate.

The grove of trees in the yard should have disappeared. After all, the longest duration of the atmosphere group skills is only one day. However, Shangguan Jinhong likes this shade of trees, and he will ask Xiao Xiazi to cooperate with him in mourning and afforestation every other day, which is very efficient.

So as soon as the emperor's mighty guard of honor entered the palace gate, they rustled into the woods.

The emperor was not afraid at all. Not only was he not afraid, he was even excited.

"My dear ministers? Where are you? Why don't you come out to greet me? Do you want to have some fun with me in this forest?"

Helplessly, the plan had to be put on hold for the time being, and I had to pack up and prepare to welcome the emperor.

Shangguan Jinhong led the team out, and before he had time to salute, he saw the person standing next to the emperor.

His pupils jumped and he asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

……

three days ago.

A loud scream suddenly rang out in the castle.

A woman screams.

The screams were heart-wrenching, and coincided with the rumbling of wind, rain and thunder outside the window. It sounded extremely terrifying. Then, large pools of blood flowed in from outside the corridor.

Tick, tick, it seemed like something was dripping very slowly, falling on the floor, splashing water.

Hu Fei said: "Something happened again! Go and take a look!"

He had already reached the door, but couldn't help turning back: "Are you not going?"

Jing Wuming ignored him and sat down by the windowsill, sorting out the pile of manuscripts.

Hu Fei had no choice but to go out by himself.

Even he couldn't help but feel terrified when he suddenly saw the tragic scene of blood and flesh flying in the corridor.

The corridor has completely changed. The wooden floor has disappeared, and the exquisite classical paintings have also disappeared. Instead, there is an endless abyss.

A huge pot was hanging over the abyss, with soup cooking in it. The soup was boiling, and firewood was burning under the pot. The flame was dark green. A pitch-black ghost hand was stirring a huge wooden spoon.

The ghost hand almost merged with the darkness, and it looked like a spoon stirring in the air. After a moment, a head was scooped out of the wooden spoon and handed to Hu Fei.

I couldn't tell whose head it was because the skull had been boiled into a pulp and the eyeballs were gone. With just a slight shake, the skin on the head began to fall off, revealing the pale bones.

Hu Fei stared at the wooden spoon for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, I can tell you've never cooked a real human head before."

He said: "A cooked human head doesn't look like this. The bones are not flavorful at first glance."

The black hand that was shaking the wooden spoon suddenly stopped, and began to tremble like the auntie serving food in the cafeteria.

(End of this chapter)