Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 160 Fingers

Jiang Qi's movements were restricted, and they were like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Jiang Qi took out the Soul-Slaying Lock right in front of him. With a flick of his finger, it tightly bound Jiang Qi until he could not move.

Jiang Qi's pupils contracted sharply when he saw the familiar chains.

He knew those chains all too well.

These are the tools he has used since his previous life, accompanying him through one dangerous dungeon after another.

Now, there is still a moment when this Soul-Slaying Lock can be used on oneself.

Jiang Qi, of course, wouldn't miss a single micro-expression of his.

He was pleased.

He looked at Jiang Qi, his tone indifferent, with an air of self-righteousness and nonchalant malice.

"I never imagined that one day the Soul-Slaying Lock would be used on its own master."

"I won't hold back when it comes to myself either."

"However, I will let you die without any pain."

The Soul-Slaying Lock tightened more and more, making it difficult for Jiang Qi to breathe, and his face grew increasingly pale.

"Those killed by the Soul-Slaying Lock will never be reincarnated."

"Are you afraid of death? I know you're not."

Jiang Qi covered his face, both laughing and crying, and began to ask and answer his own questions.

Jiang Qi had no intention of paying any attention to "him" at all.

He was certain that the person in front of him was himself, but he hadn't been that crazy in his previous life.

Strange yet familiar, what has he forgotten?

The relationship between Lu Xue and herself was fairly harmonious.

"Lu Xue" even had the leisure to greet Lu Xue with a forced smile.

"Lu Xue, how come you're still like a dodder vine after all this time?"

"Do you want to hide under someone else's protection for the rest of your life?"

“In the past, it was my deceased parents, Lin Wanchu.”

"And now, there are still so many people protecting you, allowing you to remain so innocent."

Lu Xue's heart was not swayed by what "she" said.

She will always stand firmly by Lin Wanchu's side and on the side of the Monster Guild.

"Lu Xue" moved closer to her, pressing her arm tightly against Lu Xue's fragile neck.

"Look, your Achu seems to be in a lot of pain."

"You are weak and incompetent, and you can't do anything."

Lin Wanchu was pinned down and forced to face the ground.

Lin Wanchu knelt on top of her, her lips moving.

Without stopping, the tip of the knife pierced Lin Wanchu's palm.

White in, red out.

Lin Wanchu's palms had been mercilessly pierced multiple times by the sharp blade.

Fresh blood dripped from his fingertips.

Lu Xue struggled in vain, and could only let out a shrill and painful whimper.

"Don't hurt Achu!"

Every drop of blood was like a tear in Lu Xue's heart, silently telling of her pain.

Lin Wanchu was thoroughly enjoying this and didn't stop; instead, she laughed even more wildly.

She raised the knife in her hand, her eyes flashing with a fierce light.

He grabbed Lin Wanchu's wrist and pointed the blade at one of her fingers.

Lin Wanchu felt the cold blade against her fingertips.

Lu Xue hated her own incompetence; the heart-wrenching pain almost made her faint.

Lin Wanchu grinned maliciously and slowly increased the pressure on her hands.

The blade gradually cut into Lin Wanchu's fingers, and in that instant, she felt an unprecedented pain.

It was a pain that went deep into her bones, as if countless steel needles were piercing her fingers.

It felt like being torn apart alive, the kind of pain that left you bleeding profusely.

Lin Wanchu was in so much pain that she almost cried out, but she just bit her lip tightly.

His mouth was filled with a metallic sweetness, and bright red blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Wanchu's fingers gradually separated from the blade, and blood gushed out.

However, Lin Wanchu did not stop there.

She seemed to enjoy this cruel pleasure.

"How come you're still so calm?"

Lin Wanchu changed his posture, sitting on her back and crossing his legs.

He rested his chin on his hand, tapping his fingers one by one, pretending to be deep in thought.

"Hmm, let me think about your weakness..."

She looked at Lu Xue, who was crying bitterly, with a detached gaze.

"Ah, I've found your weakness, Lu Xue, haven't I?"

"A person has a fatal weakness as long as they have someone or something they care about."

"Did you see clearly?" "Lu Xue" leaned closer to her and pressed her for an answer.

Lu Xue tried her best to pry "her" arm, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't budge it an inch.

"Don't waste your energy. I have no intention of torturing you. I will give you a quick death."

"Don't be sad, you and your Achu can be a couple even in hell."

Lu Xue's eyes were red-rimmed, and her eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

"Lu Xue" twirled a strand of hair between her fingers.

"Little rabbit, that's what people always call me."

"Unfortunately, that cowardly and useless rabbit has already been killed by me."

"Close your eyes obediently, it won't hurt much."

"Lu Xue" gripped the dagger tightly with both hands, about to plunge it into her forehead.

"From now on, there will only be one Luxue in this world, and that is me."

Almost instantly, Lin Wanchu's face darkened.

Despite being tortured like this, she still had the strength to overturn "Lin Wanchu".

The knife was still firmly embedded in her palm.

Ignoring everything else, she forcefully pulled her hand out from under the blade.

"Give Xiaoxue back to me!"

Lin Wanchu's voice was hoarse as she ran towards Lu Xue's direction.

While "Lu Xue" was stunned, Lu Xue opened her mouth and bit "her" arm.

She really put a lot of effort into that bite.

If they don't bite off a layer of your skin, you're considered thick-skinned.

Lu Xue stared at "her" with wide eyes and kicked away the person who was pressing down on her.

"Lu Xue" got up and tried to pounce on her again, but was stopped by the sickle held across her neck.

Lin Wanchu's tone was ruthless and cold.

"Let's see if you're faster, or if my annihilation is faster."

She held the Extinction in one hand and stretched out the other as if to catch Lu Xue.

"Achu, watch out!"

Lu Xue rushed forward, hugged Lin Wanchu, and spun her around.

Behind her, the fierce winds that swept through the silence of "Lin Wanchu" were enough to kill a person.

Lu Xue managed to support herself and hugged Lin Wanchu tightly.

Her blood was rapidly draining away, but Lu Xue only wanted to savor this moment of tenderness one last time.

Lin Wanchu released her grip, and the Silence fell to the ground, emitting a buzzing sound.

Her body went limp and she collapsed to her knees. Lu Xue then lay down in her arms.

Lu Xue's lips moved as if she wanted to speak, but she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She stroked Lin Wanchu's face again and again: "Don't cry, Achu, forgive me for always being timid and cowardly, always being protected by you like a fledgling bird."

"But I'm brave now, aren't I?"

Hot drops fell onto Lu Xue's face, Lin Wanchu said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, our Xiaoxue has always been very brave."

"Don't talk, I'll bandage you up."

Lu Xue weakly forced a smile and teased, "Ah Chu, I thought you were going to call me stupid."

"How could I? My Xiaoxue is so good, how could I bear to part with her?"

"Lu Xue" took a step back, gave a wry smile, and said, "Lu Xue, to be honest, just looking at you makes me very envious."

"you win."

Yu Hansheng was stunned by his own words and stopped attacking.

He muttered to himself, "No, that's not how it is."

While fighting with himself, Cheng Cuo secretly diverted a bit of his attention to eavesdrop on Yu Hansheng's situation.

He should be alright, right?

"Cheng Cuo" seized the moment when he was distracted and kicked him in the stomach.

At the same time, he took out the gun and pointed it at Cheng Cuo.

"Distractions are not a good thing, don't move."

Cheng Cuo was startled by the sudden attack and staggered back a few steps.

After regaining his footing, he irritably rubbed his disheveled hair and smiled.

He raised his hands helplessly, but his eyes were filled with a lingering gloom.

Cheng Cuo was well aware of her own habits and approached him uncertainly step by step.

However, in the blink of an eye, Cheng Cuo pulled out a gun exactly like "him" and his smile turned as sinister as ever.

"What you have, I also have."

"I'm tired after playing for so long, why don't we sit down and have a good chat?"