Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Hua Xia pointed at Jia Ren's embarrassed look as he went upstairs and wanted to say something, but turned around and found that Bai Chu didn't even give him a glance when someone else came in. His gaze was different from his body temperature and was even a little hot.

"Bai Chu?" Hua Xia waved her hand in front of his eyes, and the next second her hand was grabbed.

Bai Chu said bitterly: "There is no time..."

The other people are not important, not important at all.

Bai Chu suddenly had the idea of ​​asking them all to disappear, so that he wouldn't have to waste time on others.

Hua Xia did not struggle and was held by Bai Chu. He forgot to hold back the coldness in his arms. He had just figured out his love, and now he was about to be separated. It was really hard for him to accept it. Bai Chu closed his eyes: "If..."

"I am imprisoned here to wait for you to come. No matter how long it takes, I am willing."

Hua Xia's eyes were calm and she reached out to hug the man back, patting him gently on the back. Her voice seemed to echo in the empty valley: "We will meet in the end."

Bai Chu's cold lips pressed against her forehead, and he responded softly, "Yeah."

The next day, Hua Xia and Bai Chu did not go downstairs. Since everyone had seen each other last night, they naturally knew that last night was Christmas Eve. The light screen in the lobby was printed with the names of the seven dead. The players gathered there quickly glanced at it and then dispersed.

The pace is hurried, and starting today, there will be no more collective action.

Most people have ventured into the mine, and they all clearly realize that the list of the dead is not enough for the rest of them to survive. Next, a hunting game will begin.

Jia Ren set his sights on Huang Yu again. Last time Huang Yu used props, both of them were injured. When they met again, the atmosphere immediately became tense. Their eyes met in the air, and after a moment they separated. Jia Ren turned and went downstairs.

Both sides clearly realized that if they couldn't kill the enemy with one strike, there was no need to do anything, as it might allow others to take advantage.

In the evening, when it was dark, Jia Ren stopped in front of the mirror in the hotel room. He looked in the mirror and saw more and more strange things bulging out of his body. His skin turned gray and black, and his face became gradually distorted, even worse than yesterday.

"There is something wrong with that mine." He finally realized it for sure, and his tone became distorted, getting closer and closer to the sounds made by those monsters.

All he has left is a list of the dead. After tonight, he won’t know what to submit tomorrow.

If he doesn't make plans, his name might appear on the list!

Jia Ren unfolded the ball of paper in his hand. It was the names of six people written on the white paper he took from the front desk. The characters in some of the names could not be confirmed, and if he wrote them wrong, he would be doomed!

He stretched out his hand and drew a circle around the three words "Li Yiyi".

There are eight people in the team. The one named Qin Han is a high-level player and the one you should never mess with. Then there is the man who has always been with Li Yiyi. Jia Ren found that he could not remember what that man looked like.

I don't even know his name.

It seems someone is smarter than them.

The one who discovered all this was Qin Han. He gave him a dagger and a hint, and Jia Ren went to find Li Yiyi yesterday. Now that he thinks about it, he was being used as a gun. It was Qin Han who first discovered it and used him as a test.

Now, no matter what, Jia Ren has no way out. After today, how will he get through tomorrow?

Putting the dagger in his arms, Jia Ren went up to the third floor. There were only three people living on the third floor. Apart from Zhang Zhong who died the next day, the rest were Li Yiyi and the man whose name was unknown.

Jia Ren knocked on the door of room 3-7 and waited with bated breath. If the door opened at this time, he would kill her. If the woman was in the room of the mysterious man, he would use another method.

When he knocked for the second time, the door opened, but it was not 3-7, but 3-8. When the cool wind blew behind him, Jia Ren didn't even have time to react. His body had already flown out and fell several meters away. He even felt his lungs shifted when he landed heavily on the ground.

"Pah." Jia Ren bent over and spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with black blood. He looked with fear at the end of the dark corridor, at the upright figure.

It was like the god of death hidden in the darkness, more terrifying than those monsters, and he had hit a wall.

Jia Ren wanted to get up and heard the sound of his chest bones breaking. After his body mutated at night, it was actually stronger than before the mutation. Jia Ren suspected that if it weren't for this unexpected mutation, he would have died by now.

At this moment of death, a pair of dark eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. He had seen them last night. Jia Ren suddenly woke up. It turned out that he wanted to kill him at that time.

The black shadow walked towards him, and Jia Ren's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand. He couldn't even shout for help. The ever-shortening distance announced the end of his life. He shouldn't have come. The dagger in his arms was digging into his broken bones.

Jia Ren's eyes were filled with fear. Why did he think that he could kill someone who even Qin Han wanted to test? It was probably just luck, and even if he couldn't kill him, he could give up.

Every step taken by the black shadow was infinitely magnified in Jia Ren's eyes. Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the air. After the characteristics of a monster appeared, Jia Ren's five senses became more sensitive than before. He could see more clearly at night without wearing glasses than with glasses in the daytime.

The shadow apparently heard it and stopped.

A figure that was much smaller than the other appeared at the door of 3-8, which immediately made the mysterious and terrifying man change direction and walk back with big strides. Jia Ren heard a light and gentle male voice echoing in the silent corridor.

"Did it wake you up?"

The other person didn't say anything, probably just shook his head, and the male voice replied, "It will be fine soon."

Jia Ren had a bad feeling. He stared at the other end with his eyes almost popping out of his head. He opened his throat with great effort and shouted, "Li Yiyi!"

"I am! Jia Ren!"

What is a real person or a fake person?

Hua Xia muttered something, and soon the place became quiet, falling into dead silence and despair.

Not sure if it was because of the broken body or because of fear, Jia Ren couldn't get up for a while. He struggled to move towards the corridor entrance. Suddenly, a pair of clean women's round-toed short boots appeared in front of him. Jia Ren looked up and met a pair of pure eyes with a hint of sleepiness.

The girl squatted in front of him, blinked and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jia Ren's breath was filled with a strange, rotten smell of blood. When he heard her words, he took a deep breath. The smell went straight into his chest. His stomach churned and he was very angry.

what happened?

I'm dying!

"You, you save me, save me."

Hua Xia took a step back and asked curiously, "Do you live on the third floor?"

"No, it's not." Jia Ren answered with difficulty, and repeated, "Save me, save me."

Bai Chu was standing next to Hua Xia, staring at Jia Ren with an unhappy look on his face, feeling depressed at being interrupted. He quietly suggested, "Let me handle it, okay?"

Dealing with what?!

Jia Ren shook his head desperately and climbed up to the corridor. It was also pitch black down there. If he climbed down, he would at least have a chance of survival. With a crisp sound, the dagger in his arms rolled out. Hua Xia pointed at the dagger and asked, "What is this used for?"

Jia Ren's throat sounded like it was cut by an electric saw, and he said, "Let me go, let me go, let me go."

Hua Xia was numb from squatting, so she stood up to make way. Bai Chu immediately supported her arm and she leaned into his arms. Jia Ren suddenly burst out with the strength to survive, and rolled downstairs like a skateboard. After the mutation, his recovery ability was much faster than before.

The twisted body was like a python. If someone was standing downstairs late at night, they would probably be scared to death.

Hua Xia kicked the dagger that Jia Ren dropped with some disdain and said in a low voice: "You dropped your stuff."

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