Chapter 122 National Destiny: The Evil Cultivator’s Playground 10
Fine beads of sweat oozed from Liu Lei's forehead. His lips were tightly closed, and the slight pain from the tip of his tongue became his only support. He bit his tongue tip all the time, using the pain to resist the desire to turn back, and tried to keep his breathing steady so that no one could see his abnormality.
However, the call from the little ghost behind him became clearer and more frequent. Every call was like a gentle breeze in his ear, making him want to look back involuntarily. He felt that the little ghost's resentment was getting heavier, and it seemed to be angry at his indifference.
"Liu Lei, Liu Lei, why are you ignoring me?" The little ghost's voice was low and eerie, with an indescribable weirdness.
Liu Lei's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by a big hand, making it impossible for him to breathe. He clenched his teeth and tried to keep himself calm. He knew that he could not turn back now, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.
At this moment, he felt a cold little hand gently resting on his shoulder. The little hand was cold and stiff, as if it had no life. Liu Lei's body stiffened instantly, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
However, at this moment, he heard Zhu Lili’s voice: “Liu Lei, keep going and don’t look back.”
Zhu Lili's voice seemed to give him strength and courage. He took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and continued to play according to the rules of the game. He felt the little hand stay on his shoulder for a moment, and then slowly left.
He glanced at Zhu Lili with resentment, but he felt a hint of danger from her and did not dare to act rashly, so he had to target Zhao Guanyu.
He then lay on Zhao Guanyu's back and said in a seductive tone like Gu Ronger: "Guanyu, Guanyu, look at me, I am Ronger, how can you ignore me?"
Zhao Guanyu's body trembled violently, and he felt a cold presence behind him. A strong sense of fear surged in his heart, but he knew he couldn't turn back.
He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. However, the voice of the little ghost became more and more gentle and charming, as if it had a magical power that made him want to look back involuntarily.
"Guanyu, look at me. I love you so much, how could you forget me?" The little ghost's voice became more and more charming and sad.
A strong urge surged in Zhao Guanyu's heart, and he wanted to look back at the woman he once loved deeply. However, at this moment, he heard Zhu Lili's voice: "Zhao Guanyu, you can't look back! This is the rule of the game, Gu Ronger died a long time ago!"
Zhu Lili's voice was cold, as if it had an unquestionable power. If she didn't have a live broadcast room, she would never pay attention to Zhao Guanyu. Zhao Guanyu's heart trembled suddenly, and he realized that he couldn't turn back. He took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the impulse in his heart.
We must not look back now, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted.
As the game progressed, the temperature in the classroom became lower and lower, and a strong chill filled the air.
Hearing Zhu Lili's reminder, the little ghost's resentful look instantly became more sinister. Her eyes flashed with a faint green light, like two burning will-o'-the-wisp fires, shooting straight at Zhao Guanyu's back.
Her voice became even sharper and harsher, as if it could penetrate people's souls and make them fall into fear involuntarily.
The little ghost pressed tightly against Zhao Guanyu's back, and gently stroked his skin with her cold and stiff fingers. Her voice sounded again, with a hint of sadness and resentment:
"Guanyu, how could you forget me? I am Rong'er, the woman you once loved deeply. Why don't you look back at me? Have you really forgotten me?"
Zhao Guanyu's body was shaking, his heart was filled with fear and struggle. He felt a chill on his back, as if a cold hand was slowly eroding his soul. However, he knew he couldn't turn back, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.
He clenched his teeth tightly and tried to keep himself calm. However, the little ghost's voice was like a sharp knife, constantly cutting his heart. He felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by a big hand, making it impossible for him to breathe.
"Guanyu, look at me! I'm really not dead. I'm here, always with you. Why can't you look at me? Why do you abandon me?" The little ghost's voice became more and more shrill, as if carrying endless sorrow and anger.
Zhao Guanyu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hands tightly grasped his clothes, as if he wanted to find a trace of strength from there. However, the little ghost's voice was like an invisible shackle that bound him tightly.
"Guanyu, why didn't you save me? Why couldn't you protect me? Why did you choose to leave when I needed you the most?" The little ghost's voice became more and more sharp, as if to tear Zhao Guanyu's soul apart.
A strong sense of pain and guilt surged in Zhao Guanyu's heart. He recalled every little detail of his past with Gu Ronger, and those beautiful times seemed to be just yesterday. However, due to his momentary fear and cowardice, he chose to stand by and watch, leaving her to face death alone.
"Rong'er, I...I really didn't mean to do that." Zhao Guanyu's voice was trembling and choking. "I was so scared at the time, I didn't know what to do. I really didn't mean to abandon you."
However, the little ghost's voice became even colder and more ruthless: "Guanyu, you are wrong. You have abandoned not only me, but also your own soul and conscience. You chose to escape and be cowardly instead of facing and taking responsibility. Do you think you can escape from all this? No, you can't!"
The little ghost's words were like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into Zhao Guanyu's heart. He felt as if his heart was torn apart, and a strong pain spread throughout his body. He felt as if he was pushed into a dark abyss by an invisible force, unable to extricate himself.
"Guanyu, I can forgive you. Can you turn around and look at me again?"
However, at this moment, Zhu Lili's voice rang out again: "Zhao Guanyu, don't be fooled by this little devil! She is not Gu Ronger at all, she is not here to save you. You must hold on and not be swayed by her voice."
Zhu Lili's words were like a ray of light, illuminating Zhao Guanyu's shaky heart, and his brain suddenly became clear.
Rong'er, I know I was wrong. But I can't be fooled by your voice. I must walk out of this abyss and face my own fear and cowardice. Zhao Guanyu kept hypnotizing himself in his heart.
He forced himself to cheer up, stopped talking, and walked step by step towards the person in front of him.
The kid had no choice but to get off him and went to the empty corner waiting for Zhao Guanyu to pat his shoulder.