Let's play horror games

"You should die! Hurry up, kill him for me!!"

Huang Zhui's face was distorted, almost crazy.

He tried to control the black mist to attack, but for some reason, the black mist lingered around, but there was no intention of attacking.

Like, watching a good show.

After trying in vain for a few times, Huang Zhui finally broke down and squatted down: "Ahhhhhh! Why did you abandon me!"

The girl smiled and stretched out her hand: "I said earlier that we are all guilty. Let's go to hell together..."

Then, he grabbed Huang Zhui's throat with one hand!

Changmao's body is quite strong, Huang Zhui painfully grasped the big hand that was holding his breath, scratching out bloodstains, his eyes were bloodshot: "No... Father ignores me, it must be... because I don't... completely kill you!"

He grabbed the hard rock with sharp angles in one hand, and slammed it on the "girl" head!

The girl tilted her head to avoid it, and squinted her eyes: "'Father'..."

"Many years ago, you, me and others, as failed players, were left in this world to experience eternal reincarnation."

Ignoring Huang Zhui's struggle, she said slowly, "When everyone's faces were taken away one after another, only the two of us barely maintained ourselves by relying on a few poems we secretly kept."

Huang Zhui's panting became more and more urgent, her feet kicked the sand in vain, she whimpered in pain, her eyes popped out, and her tongue stuck out.

"Remember? 'Father' doesn't help anyone. He creates an illusion of kindness, but it's just a collection of vast consciousness. He only chooses what can be used for himself. Once he feels bad, he immediately discards it."

The girl leaned close to Huang Zhui's terrifying face, showing a malicious smile. "Do you know why you were abandoned?"

"Because you are worthless in the first place."

After finishing speaking, she slammed her hands together!

Huang Zhui's eyes widened suddenly, and he made a slight "hissing" gasp, after that, his body convulsed violently for a few times, and then he fell limp, his eyes still open.

The girl let go of her hand, and looked at the man lying on the ground with a blank expression. Unlike the previous high-spirited man, he looked weak and useless.

"Although I can bluff for a while, it's just a puppet."

Then, she raised her head slightly. "Don't make noise."

A long-haired voice suddenly came out of her mouth: "Ah, big sister!! Why do you really do it! I want to wash my hands so much!!"

Then, it immediately changed back to the girl's indifferent voice: "Whispering....Just now, I was helping He Rou to return favors. You have no contribution, so you have no right to pick and choose."

Changmao once helped He Rou's friend when she was still a human in the laboratory.Unexpectedly, even after being assimilated, the main body was wiped out, and only the spirit fragments remained, she still remembered it.

Huang Zhui's lover has long been asleep in the ground, and his flesh and blood have been drained.The one who spoke just now, from the beginning to the end, was because of He Rou who came to this world early, saw everything that happened, and then took advantage of the long hair to lose consciousness and possessed him.

In fact, He Rou has almost no strength, she just took advantage of Huang Zhui's weakness, and took a risk with the character of the master of this level.

Fortunately, it succeeded.

Yan Li walked over staggeringly, as if in a dream, touched Long Mao's face, and then put her hand on his carotid artery.

"Alive..." she murmured, tears falling.

Changmao: "Don't cry, Yan Dingdang! I'm fine, don't be afraid. Besides, not everyone will abandon others like this guy."

"Like Xixi's mother, although she has that kind of virtue, she didn't let her daughter die for her."

It was indeed Xixi's mother who died today.Human skin and bones can all testify.

Human nature is complicated.The aunt who yells at people and often beats her daughter did not do the worst evil in the end.

And a young man who loves to laugh and is sensitive, usually dare not kill a chicken, but under oppression, brutally kills his lover, and with an attitude of watching the show, laughs at the deceased who does not do so, and stuffs her human skin into the In the hands of her own daughter.

Yan Li was stunned: "Xi... no, does he know about it?"

Changmao: "Eighty percent. That's why he was so angry that he was going crazy in the morning, and he didn't even want to act with girls."

Regardless of the wound on his back, he rolled up his sleeves: "Don't talk about this, let's dig the hole quickly, otherwise Old Hei and Xueba will be cold!"