What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Don't Open Your Eyes at Midnight 15

While Qiu Yue was taking Zhou An to break through the barriers and get clues, Xiao Yuan was lying in the small space he had opened up to rest.

In the copy, even he himself needs to abide by the rules.

When he attacked Clay previously, he had already secretly used a bit of his divine power and suffered backlash immediately. However, because the backlash was relatively minor, he didn't actually feel much.

But now, he ignored the rules and attacked other players in the copy, even killing them. The backlash pain almost made him unable to move.

As a last resort, Xiao Yuan could only use a little more of his divine power to open up this space for himself to recuperate.

Xiao Yuan lay powerlessly in the space. It seemed as if ants were crawling in every bone in his body; every inch of his skin seemed to be torn apart, and there seemed to be a hammer hammering in his brain.

The pain stimulated Xiao Yuan's nerves all the time, making him clench his fists, but controlling his body made the pain even more intense.

Damn it! Xiao Yuan couldn't help but curse in his heart.

It was just this level, and he could still tolerate it; but since he had eliminated a strong competitor for Zhou An, it could be said that it was a sure win.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but laugh at himself. Zhou An was so afraid of him that he even wanted to leave him, and he actually got rid of the other players for him. It was a bit ridiculous.

Xiao Yuan thought of that night again. He originally wanted to go back to Zhou An's room to coax him, but unexpectedly the other party did not open the door for him.

After Xiao Yuan ran out of patience, he pried the door open, and then a small vase flew towards him.

"Get out!" Zhou An roared.

Xiao Yuan was hit directly, his forehead was red and swollen, and it seemed that there were some broken skin. The vase had fallen to the ground and broke, and Xiao Yuan's face became very ugly because of Zhou An's actions.

Seeing this, Zhou An started to tremble again. He remembered how Xiao Yuan had ripped him open in the illusion.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yuan asked coldly. He thought he was pretty good to Zhou An, giving him whatever he wanted, even the stars without the moon. But the result was Zhou An's inexplicable fear of him.

"Stay away from me!!" Zhou An shouted in a muffled voice, holding his head.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath, closed the door, and slowly approached Zhou An, trying to calm him down: "Xiao An, don't be afraid, calm down first, and then we can talk, okay?"

But Zhou An didn't listen at all. He just shook his head desperately and told Xiao Yuan to get out.

When Xiao Yuan approached him, Zhou An even madly tore Xiao Yuan's face, leaving four bright red marks.

Xiao Yuan touched the wound on his face, then looked at Zhou An who was on guard against him, and finally he laughed out of anger.

He suddenly grabbed Zhou An's wrist, revealing Zhou An's tear-stained face, and mocked darkly: "Don't want to see me? What qualifications do you have to not want to see me? Do you think you can complete the dungeon so smoothly without me? I was the one who dealt with the people who made you unhappy in the previous dungeon!"

Xiao Yuan grabbed Zhou An's hand and threw him onto the bed. He opened and closed his hands, but in the end he didn't have the heart to slap Zhou An.

He just looked down at Zhou An: "If it weren't for me, you would have died a thousand times. Do you think you still have the energy to yell at me? Are you worthy of yelling at me? You used me to deal with so many people you didn't like. Why do you have to pretend to be so innocent now?"