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

Yin Qiu’s first thought was to leave the villa.

Although it is not yet time for the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" project to start, this also means that players can stay outside the park at night.

This thought was like a flash of lightning that cut through the haze in her heart, driving Yin Qiu to act quickly.

Thinking of this, she followed the vague memory in her mind and ran quickly towards the side stairs.

The surroundings were shrouded in thick darkness and a heart-pounding silence.

It was very dark around, and Yin Qiu had no choice but to turn on the flashlight with trembling hands, but the weak light could only illuminate a few feet ahead.

The darkness seemed like a greedy beast, devouring the light of the flashlight bit by bit, and silently urging Yin Qiu.

Yin Qiu's hands tightly grasped the handrail, and the cold touch penetrated through his palms and went straight to his heart.

Soon Yin Qiu climbed down two floors, but when she thought she was about to reach the lobby on the first floor with hope, the scene before her made her freeze instantly.

The front was not the first floor lobby she was familiar with, it was still dark. The stairs continued to extend below, and the surroundings were extremely narrow, clearly a corridor.

Yin Qiu's heart sank suddenly. She looked at the familiar facilities and took two tentative steps inside.

Her guess turned out to be correct. When the flashlight shone on the side wall, a familiar room came into view, causing her eyes to widen instantly.

Isn’t that the room I just lived in!

The door was half-open. Yin Qiu was in a hurry to escape and had no time to close the door.

Yin Qiu's chest rose and fell rapidly: "No... How is this possible? Could it be... a ghost wall?"

As soon as the word came out of her lips, an inexplicable chill ran through her body like an electric current, making Yin Qiu shiver involuntarily.

At this critical moment, a pair of cold and slender arms stretched out silently from behind her, like a ghost crawling out of the abyss, and tightly locked her neck.

The arm felt sticky and cold, like a poisonous snake, carrying a suffocating murderous intent.

"Uh--" Yin Qiu felt that breathing suddenly became difficult and the world in front of him began to blur.

But she did not give up. Instead, she twisted her body desperately and used all her strength to throw the prop in her hand behind her.

With a "sizzling" sound, the evil spirit behind seemed to be briefly repelled. Yin Qiu took the opportunity to break free from the cold arms and staggered forward.

There was no time to rejoice in her escape from death. She continued to throw props backwards while gasping for breath, and she didn't even dare to look back while running.

But Yin Qiu had only run a few steps when the ground beneath her feet suddenly seemed to come alive. An invisible force suddenly grabbed her ankle and pulled her backwards.

Yin Qiu lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream broke the silence of the night, and the severe pain instantly swept through her body like a raging fire.

Yin Qiu's calf seemed to be pierced by an invisible sharp blade, and blood quickly dyed her trouser leg red. The pain made her curl up into a ball, and her wailing was endless.

At this moment, the darkness around seemed to come alive.

Several sticky, cold arms stretched out silently from all directions, moving along her trembling body, like greedy poisonous snakes, gradually wrapping around her tightly.

These arms were extremely thick, and their skin was covered with slippery mucus. Every contact made Yin Qiu feel a chill.

They became tighter and tighter, almost breaking her bones. Yin Qiu struggled with all her might, but it was in vain.

The slender fingers were like dead branches, clasping her face, and the long nails were as sharp as knives, leaving shocking red marks on her face, as if they were going to peel off her skin alive.

Yin Qiu was terrified. She tried to take out props to fight back, but because she was tied up, her arms could not move at all and she could not take out the props.

Yin Qiu couldn't help but widen his eyes, his eyes full of despair.

She wanted to shout loudly to alert nearby players and ask them to rescue her.

Although he didn't know whether those people would come, this was Yin Qiu's last resort.

However, the moment she opened her mouth, a large amount of hair suddenly rushed into her mouth and nose. The hair smelled fishy and disgusting, and Yin Qiu almost vomited.

But nausea was not the most serious thing. Because a large amount of hair blocked Yin Qiu's mouth and nose, she could no longer breathe.

The darkness gradually devoured her mind...

Yin Qiu's vision began to blur, and the world around him seemed to be shrouded in a thick black fog. Every breath seemed to pull at fragments of his lungs.

Her limbs hung limply, her fingertips almost touching the cold ground, and the fire of life swayed in the biting cold wind and was about to go out.

At this critical moment, a sudden gust of wind broke the silence, and with a force that could not be ignored, it swept away the burden on her body.

The feeling of restraint suddenly disappeared, and Yin Qiu seemed to be pulled up from the abyss.

A figure flashed by like a ghost, and Yin Qiu vaguely felt that the other party's strong arms easily lifted her up from the brink of death.

The figure's face was vaguely visible in the dim light, but those eagle-like eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing people's hearts.

The man pinched Yin Qiu's cheek mercilessly, then stretched out his fingers to pull all the messy hair out of Yin Qiu's mouth.

Every time a strand was pulled out, Yin Qiu felt a sharp pain and a feeling of nausea surge into his heart.

"Ugh~ cough cough cough~"

After a while, Yin Qiu collapsed on the ground, coughing violently. While breathing heavily, snot and tears came out, looking extremely miserable.

So much so that she didn't even have time to see who saved her.

"Tsk~"

Xiao Jin glanced at the person lying on the ground, then squatted down and carried the person out.

She came to the half-open door, kicked it open, and then put the person on the bed.

…………

Time goes back to three minutes ago.

After Xiao Jin noticed some unusual movements outside, he thought for a moment, but finally took out the fragment, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as she went out, she saw that Yin Qiu's door was open, and she subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the e-sports room.

My goodness, Yin Qiu was lying on the carpet inside, lying stiffly on the ground in a dried salted fish posture.

As her whole body twitched, Xiao Jin could also see the hair blocking her mouth.

Seeing that the man was rolling his eyes and his face was blue and purple, Xiao Jin immediately walked forward, took a quick look, took out a bottle of white holy water, and sprinkled it all on Yin Qiu's body.

As the holy water poured down, Xiao Jin seemed to hear some rustling sounds of something receding.

She pulled the hair out of Yin Qiu's mouth again, and finally pulled him back from the brink of death.