Invade the World

   Chapter 435 Memory Labyrinth

  This old house is shaking violently, like a sampan sailing on the rough sea. It is helpless and looks very pitiful.

  The earthquake affected the entire city. The foundations of the streets sank, the ground cracked, and with a loud "rumbling" sound, some buildings sank straight into the ground. The scene was terrifying, like a person who accidentally stepped into the mud and could only sink in despair, or had no roots. The water was over the head of the drowning person.

   And in this room, the only two people in the city who can speak, are both motionless and silent.

  Xu Xiangyang grabbed Fake Qingyue's hand and refused to let go. At the same time, he immediately activated his ability to spread the tentacles of consciousness toward the opponent, trying to grasp the flaws in his consciousness.

  The biggest fear in this world comes from the unknown, and an opponent who does not understand his character and whole picture is the most terrifying.

After the first confrontation with "Fake Qingyue", he has always had all kinds of guesses; because the other party is very likely to be the biggest enemy on his way back to Qingyue, Xu Xiangyang certainly hopes to do his best to understand She just suffers from lack of information all the time.

   However, even Xu Xiangyang himself could not have imagined that when they met for the second time, he could already see through the essence of the fake Qingyue...

   Although the other party's style seems to be mystical, in Xu Xiangyang's opinion, she is too eager for success and too honest with her own desires, so she exposed the details early.

   She is indeed "inhuman", whether it is her way of thinking or ability, but she inevitably has a certain aspect that belongs to human beings, which is greed.

   In short, this guy is actually someone who can be used.

   "You... what are you talking about?!"

   Just as he expected, the other party's emotional ups and downs were very strong, even stronger than ordinary humans.

"I did not lie to you."

  Xu Xiangyang's voice was quiet.

   When the two were talking, there was also a fierce confrontation and competition at the level of consciousness.

  Xu Xiangyang's psychic was blocked, and the opponent organized a strong barrier of consciousness, so that he couldn't find a loophole for a while.

   But in terms of intensity…

  Xu Xiangyang narrowed his eyes.

   That is not an insurmountable barrier.

   Maybe it's because he has become stronger, or because the other party is not yet a complete divine match.

   "You want to find her through me?"

   Fake Qingyue showed a sneer on her face. In fact, she could directly use the power of the outside world to get rid of Xu Xiangyang on the physical level; but instead of doing so, she began to argue.

   "Maybe, all you find is a corpse."

   Even after hearing this kind of cruel words, Xu Xiangyang's expression remained unchanged, and his mentality was not affected by her words at all.

   "I know she's not dead, otherwise you wouldn't be here and come to trade with me. You said before that as long as you live, you can prove that she's still alive... I'm willing to believe you."

   However, Xu Xiangyang thought to himself, if this guy really took away the power of the divine media from Qingyue and obtained the "existence proof" she called, the situation might be different.

   He couldn't entrust the safety of the monitor to such a person's commitment and moral values, so he didn't listen to a word of the so-called "cooperation" proposed by the other party.

"It's true that my daughter will not die." Fake Qingyue continued, "However, how long she lived in this place, even I forget the specific time. Maybe by the time you find her, she has already Become a middle-aged woman with a big shoulder and a round waist."

"If that person is Qingyue, it's not impossible for me..." Xu Xiangyang replied solemnly, "Also, Qingyue still has the habit of doing yoga exercises every night, even if she is older and mature, I will I believe she will still be able to maintain a good figure."

   "If, if..." Fake Qingyue was a little anxious, "What if I became an old lady?"

   "No matter what she becomes, I will choose to be with her."

  Xu Xiangyang's tone was very affectionate, but the offensive he launched using his psychic abilities was getting more and more violent one by one.

   Soon... He can feel it, and he can immediately seize the flaw.

   "A man's mouth." Fake Qingyue stared at him gloomily, while Xu Xiangyang's expression was calm.

He was still worried about whether Fake Qingyue might be some kind of incarnation of Ningshen, but she was too human-like in all aspects, so he wasn't sure; and now it seems that Fake Qingyue's existence is even more serious. like a medium.

   Zhu Qingyue, who is a divine mediator, cannot directly use her power due to psychological factors, so she subconsciously needs to use her own creation as an intermediary.

   Over time, this "media" has its own will and wants to realize its existence in the true sense, so it borrows the power of the gods, which is probably the case.

"You are just imitating Qingyue. Although you are Qingyue's mother in name, compared to her being a real person, you have never been out of the house. After being created, you have been staying there. In this room, I have never taken half a step out of the door, and I have never contacted other people or the society. I think, all your knowledge and insights are obtained from Qingyue... In essence, you are a baby ."

   "…Yeah, I was a kid."

   The other shrugged. For some reason, her mood suddenly stabilized and she said calmly.

   "Sounds cute, doesn't it?"

   This kind of intense emotional ups and downs seems to be a feature of her being like a person—or rather, she looks like a human figure too far, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it seems to be abnormal.

   "Stop imitating Qingyue."

  Xu Xiangyang said in a deep voice.

"Since you put forward such conditions, it means that you haven't completely taken away Qingyue's power. That's why I said that you are afraid of her. Qingyue is a real **** match, and her power was taken away by you only temporarily. It's possible to be snatched back at any time, right?"

   "What do you want to say?"

  Fake Qingyue started to laugh again, with a gentle and charming smile, she shook her hand, her wrist was still tightly grasped by Xu Xiangyang.

   "Also, can you let me go? Hurry up and let go. It's so nasty to keep holding on to the girl's hand."

  Xu Xiangyang pretended not to hear, and said to himself:

   "Since you are afraid and apprehensive, it means that you must be taking care of Qingyue and have a close relationship with her, so you dare not relax your vigilance. In other words, you are the key and bridge to her side."

  Others can’t trace back to the source from the complicated information flow that twists and turns like a coil, but Xu Xiangyang can.

   "Come on, key, are you ready?"

"I am going to kill you."

   Fake Kiyomizu's face changed again, this time with a vicious and murderous look.

   Her emotions fluctuated violently and changed very fast, but each time she was sincere, but her emotions and thoughts were generally chaotic and unpredictable.

   Killing people is often a matter of an instant, so Xu Xiangyang knew that she did not lie.

   A chill ran down his spine. Xu Xiangyang didn't look back, but he knew that something must be watching behind him and was ready to kill him at any time.

  But before that—

The shaking of   City of Shadows never stopped.

   Not only the walls and ground were cracking, but the entire cement roof was blown away, and the dazzling sunlight fell lightly like pieces of feathers.

   Everyone knows what is the reason for this situation.

   The fake Qingyue, who currently holds the power of the gods, obviously will not have anything to do to destroy his own haunted house;

   Such earth-shattering and subversive destruction originates from the unstable state of the creator…

   is Lin Xingjie, she is in the outside world, and she is fighting fiercely with the goddess [nest mother], and it will affect this haunted house created by its power;

   As an intermediary that establishes a close relationship with the goddess, Fake Qingyue is naturally impossible to get rid of this influence.

   He kept holding on, waiting, until that moment came—

   Fake Qingyue's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and the dark eyes lost their spirits.

   "Psychic!"

  Xu Xiangyang finally seized the opportunity.

  …

  Electric flint, or fleeting.

   in a time shorter than one breath.

   Intense light flashed before his eyes.

   He saw Fake Qingyue's presumptuous smiling face, but her eyes were cold, and Fake Qingyue's mockery sounded in his ears.

"You want to psychic me? You don't understand at all, you don't understand how I came here. Zhu Qingyue threw all her sorrows and pains to me... Since things have come to this point, if you love her so much, why don't you just get along with her? Let me feel it together, and immerse myself in the labyrinth made up by her memories!"

   "If you can get out of the labyrinth, maybe you can really find your Qingyue; otherwise, just drown in it!"

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"haha a…"

   In the middle of the night, Zhu Qingyue woke up.

   She woke up from a soft bed and found herself sweating as if from a long nightmare.

  There was no light on in the bedroom, and the wardrobe, desks, chairs, and door were shrouded in darkness that could not be seen, except for the snow globe at the head of the bed, which occasionally flickered and reflected light in the dimness.

  Zhu Qingyue stared at it for a while, with small dimples floating on her side cheeks unconsciously. She shook the glass ball in her hand, and put it under her eyes, admiring the snowflakes of the miniature world reflected in the crystal.

  This is a gift that her parents brought her at Christmas the year before last. Zhu Qingyue has always cherished it and kept it as the most valuable treasure.

  Zhu Qingyue covered the crystal ball to her chest, got off the bed, put on slippers, and was ready to go to the toilet.

   It was late at night, but she heard someone talking downstairs.

   The voice became more and more hazy in the night, and she couldn't hear the specific content. It reached her ears intermittently, and she could only feel that the speaker was suppressing his anger, like before the storm.

   "Mom... is calling again."

   Zhu Qingyue thought.

   She knew who her mother was calling. Dad had been away from home for a while, and Mom always complained that she couldn't get in touch with him.

  Zhu Qingyue sighed softly.

   She walked to the bedroom door. As she was about to pass the large mirror, the girl glanced at it.

   Appeared in the standing mirror was a little girl in furry pajamas, who looked like she had just entered elementary school, with a bunny hood with two big ears hanging from her back. The girl's appearance is cute and cute, and her eyes are smart. Any elder who sees it will not help but praise "This little girl is so beautiful."

   However, affected by the relatively depressing family environment in the recent period, there is a bit of worry that does not belong to her age on this pink and jade face.

  Zhu Qingyue glanced at the mirror in the dark, always feeling a little scary, so she didn't dare to look any more, and pushed the door out without looking back. Cotton slippers stepped on the long corridor, leaving a series of taps.

   (end of this chapter)