Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

There seemed to be an ominous silence in the air. Xiao Jin glanced around with an eagle-like gaze, but saw nothing unusual.

Suddenly, the tranquility in the toilet was broken. The light that was originally extinguished suddenly flickered as if controlled by an invisible hand. However, in this brief light, Xiao Jin keenly caught a glimpse of an extra figure.

From the mirror with his back to him, Xiao Jin saw a bloody shadow suddenly appear beside him. The other person was wearing a loose black and blue school uniform, and a short skirt at the knees. He looked like he had walked out of a sea of ​​blood, and his whole body was soaked with shocking bloodstains.

Its face was blurry, blocked by long wet hair.

The next second after seeing the ghost shadow, the broken shadow appeared in Xiao Jin's hand, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at the location of the ghost shadow.

But unfortunately, Xiao Jin's sword hit nothing, the light only came on for a moment, and the figure that suddenly appeared also only appeared for a moment.

The darkness could not hinder Xiao Jin's vision at all, and the passive concealment effect of the Feather of Ashes began to appear.

Suddenly, Xiao Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill rushed from her spine to the top of her head. She reacted almost instinctively, and her body retreated backwards like lightning, accurately avoiding the dark red liquid dripping from the top of her head.

The liquid fell on the cold ground, making a "tick-tick" sound, and Xiao Jin looked up.

On the ceiling, the female ghost was like a phantom in the dark night, with a twisted and strange figure. Her long hair was as black as ink, messily covering her pale and bloodless face. Only a pair of pitch-black pupils penetrated the gaps between her hair, emitting hatred that was enough to freeze the blood, and locked onto Xiao Jin.

The air seemed to freeze, and the female ghost turned over and lay on the ceiling, but her head suddenly rotated 360 degrees, and many bones in her body began to twist and deform, making crackling sounds.

A piercing roar broke the silence, and the female ghost's figure seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, swooping down from the ceiling. Her purple-blue hands, with slender and sharp fingertips, went straight for Xiao Jin's throat.

Xiao Jin reacted quickly. He turned his body to the side, and the long sword in his hand drew a sharp arc with a cold glow, colliding with the female ghost's claws. The sound of metal clashing echoed in the small space, shaking people's minds.

The battle started instantly, and the man and the ghost fought each other in this narrow space.

The female ghost's figure was erratic, sometimes turning into nothingness, sometimes appearing as a solid entity, and every attack was aimed at Xiao Jin's fatal spot.

The long sword missed again. Xiao Jin stood alone with the sword, his ears shaking frequently, trying to find the opponent's trace.

Although Xiao Jin failed to kill it in the previous battle, the opponent was hit hard by Xiao Jin's two swords, one of which was about to cut off its head.

The female ghost was seriously injured and hid in the dark for a while, not daring to attack again, as if she wanted to find Xiao Jin's weakness.

Taking advantage of this time, Xiao Jin recalled the scene of her previous fight with the female ghost. Suddenly, something moved in her heart, as if she thought of something.

Xiao Jin looked around quickly, his eyes immediately locked on the huge mirror hanging on the side wall. Through it, the faint moonlight struggled to penetrate the thick clouds, casting mottled light and shadows.

A sharp cold light was coming from it.

Xiao Jin exerted force suddenly and jumped up, but this time the knife was aimed at the huge mirror, and the fragments smashed it into pieces accurately.

As the mirror collapsed with a loud bang, fragments flew everywhere, the sound of wind behind the ears suddenly disappeared, and the bathroom suddenly became as bright as day. The warm yellow light illuminated the entire bathroom without any blind spots. There was no female ghost or blood. Apart from the mirror fragments scattered on the ground, the only thing that could prove that everything before was not her illusion was the black and red bloodstain on the tip of Xiao Jin's knife.

After a moment, Xiao Jin swiftly retracted the fragments and his murderous intent subsided.

The opponent should be able to attack you flexibly with the help of a mirror.

Now that the mirror was trapped by the mirror and it was seriously injured, it must have seen that it could not kill Xiao Jin, so it just ran away.

The sound of the shattering mirror echoed in the quiet fourth floor, like an explosive being detonated.

In room 414, Han Chuan was so frightened that he sat directly down from the stool.

"This..." Wu Tianjin looked at Lu Jing with an unpleasant expression.

"What was that sound just now?" Han Chuan asked hesitantly while sitting on the ground.

But Wu Tianjin and the other two ignored him. Lu Jing jumped directly from the bed, ran to the door, opened it and rushed out.

Who would have thought that just as he stepped out of the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure out of the corner of his eye. Lu Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, and half of his body that had rushed out involuntarily stepped back.

It was a monster that was almost two meters tall, with tattered cloth wrapped around its sturdy body. The cloth was covered with mottled rust and dried bloodstains.

Its neck is half a meter long, and as flexible as a snake, swaying slightly. On top is a head with eight eyes.

Eight eyes as big as fists were blinking wildly, and under the nose, the grinning mouth was slightly opened, revealing circles of small sharp teeth surrounding it.

After Lu Jing saw the other party's appearance clearly, the expression on his face was not very good, especially when his eyes fell on a book clip in the monster's hand.

The iron clamps looked like those used to clamp medical records in old hospitals, and at the moment, the monster also had a piece of white paper on the clamps. Every time it passed a room, its sturdy fists would forcefully push the door open, and its long neck would thrust its head full of compound eyes into the room, as if it was observing something.

Another thing that made people feel heartbroken was that the other person actually held a pen in his other hand. Every time he came out of a dormitory, the tip of the pen would draw two strokes on the white paper.

Seeing this, Lu Jing decisively took a step back, and then he closed the door with a 'click'.

It took only a few seconds from the time Lu Jing opened the door to the time he closed it. Wu Tianjin and Han Chuan behind him had no idea what was going on.

Aren’t you going to look for Xiao Jin? Why did you close the door again?

Wu Tianjin stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Lu Jing on the shoulder: "Why don't you leave..." But his hand hit nothing, and a hint of surprise appeared in Wu Tianjin's eyes.

But then Lu Jing turned around, and after seeing his pale face that had lost its color due to fear, Wu Tianjin immediately forgot about the previous episode.

He asked anxiously: "What did you see!!"

Wu Tianjin's voice was shaking when he said this.