Escape by falling in love in a horror game

There is no foreign interference in his consciousness at all.

In the world of ascetics, when the mental state is concentrated to a certain level, the five senses can be closed. Although Song Chengyu in front of him is not sure if he can do it, Lu Xi feels that now he pours the medicine directly into Song Chengyu's mouth. The other party may not be able to find out.

Lu Xi took the medicine bowl and placed it lightly on the desk, and saw that the entire table was covered with dense spells. From a rough look, there were hundreds if not thousands.

For this Xuan Yin Formation, the whole sect has been busy for ten days without sleep, and now the spirit flags and altars needed by the dojo have been set up, and tonight is the night of the full moon, where life and death will be fought.

Unexpectedly, Song Chengyu stayed up all night to draw so many spells these days. If he gave an order, the disciples of Guimengzong would definitely do their best to help him complete it, but he did it all by himself without telling everyone.

When the last piece of talisman paper on the table was used up, Song Chengyu's cinnabar-stained pen fell directly on the desk and drew a red mark. His focused eyes relaxed slightly, and he looked up and noticed Lu Xi who had been standing beside him for a long time. .

Lu Xi smiled when he met his gaze, picked up the medicine on the table and teased: "Yesterday I said to take medicine at Maoshi, and now it's more than half of the time, Master. Fortunately, the disciple came to take a look today, otherwise I will be punished by you again." Get over it, Nuo, come and drink the medicine, Master."

Looking at the medicine bowl handed in front of him, Song Chengyu reached out to take it. Although the soup and medicine were dark, but when his eyes passed over the medicine bowl, Lu Xin still became nervous, worried that he might see something unusual.

Fortunately, Song Chengyu just glanced at it lightly, then raised his head and gulped it down.

Lu Xi was relieved when he saw that the soup and medicine in the bowl had all gone to the bottom and the little ball inside was gone.

Taking the medicine bowl from Song Chengyu's hand, he quickly asked, "How does Master feel? Do you feel that your body is as light as a swallow, and your body exudes a renewed sense of comfort from the inside out?"

Song Chengyu lowered his eyes and took out a stack of cut talisman papers: "I just drank the medicine, so how could it be effective immediately?"

Seeing that the scorched black scars on Song Chengyu's tiger's mouth were still there, and the bruises around her had not dissipated, Lu Xi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He even talked about a magic medicine that could cure all kinds of poisons, but the result was nothing more than that.

He could only scratch his head and said, "That's right. Then the master should rest well, and the disciples won't bother him."

In the past, when practicing swords, senior brothers would call at the door, but today, before the time came, each disciple consciously stood in a row in the yard, and the coats that had no time to take care of were all refreshed today, and the messy hair was also combed. With a meticulous appearance, a scarlet ribbon was wrapped around his forehead, and his name in the sect was written in ink on it with the sound of the wind fluttering behind his head.

Chen Shiqi, Wang Shisan, Liu Silin, Xiao Qi, Yu Wuhuan...

Some handwriting is crooked, some handwriting is powerful, some handwriting is flamboyant, and some handwriting is rigid and dignified.

Many of these children are orphans without father and mother, and some even did not even have a decent name when they entered the sect. Most of them were given by Song Chengyu and his elder brother.Also includes his name, Meng Yuxuan.

If you die in this war and your face and body are damaged, you can only confirm the identity of the body through these ribbons.

I don't know how these disciples felt when they tied the ribbon on their heads. The moment Lu Xi tied it, it was as if someone grabbed his neck and poured a bowl of strong wine head-on, burning his internal organs completely. It was unbearably sour.

He never thought that one day he would face death. What he harbored in his heart was not the fear of death, but a heroic sorrow.

The horn of departure had already sounded, and after a burst of mourning, the brothers who were going to the Xuanyin Formation, which was divided into four directions in the southeast, northwest, and four directions, had already carried the spirit flag and set off first. disciples, followed Song Chengyu to the main dojo in the center of the city.

The main ashram is set in the center in front of the palace gate. Red, yellow, blue, and white, four-color spiritual flags form an inverted triangle shape above the altar, and nine thousand colorful bells strung with red threads are like a net covering the sky. Right above the dojo, a gust of night wind blew by, and the bells hanging above seemed to be struck by pairs of invisible hands, jingling one after another.

Holding a sword, Lu Xi followed behind Song Chengyu silently, always paying attention to the changes in the surrounding environment. He found that the full moon above his head was watching them like a blood-red eye.In the middle of the huge disc, a crimson cloud bloomed, and as time approached Zishi step by step, the color of the moon also became closer to blood red.

The blood moon is at the head, a natural phenomenon.

This is never a good sign in Feng Shui.

Seeing the outline of the palace gradually appearing in front of him, Lu Xi took a deep breath and slowly clenched the long sword in his hand.And Chang Wan followed behind him step by step, looking at the red ribbon fluttering behind Lu Xi's head, just about to stretch out his hand to gently hold it, when the person next to him suddenly asked.

"Are you afraid of it?"

Chang Wan paused with her fingertips that were about to protrude, then quickly retracted them into her sleeves, pursed her lips and said, "I'm afraid."

23 quietly glanced at Chang Wan, under the dim moonlight, the young man's delicate face was smiling like a flower.Obviously what he said was fear, but there was no trace of fear on his face, instead there was a sense of peace and ease.

23 lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Then you must protect yourself on the battlefield. If it doesn't work, hide behind me."

Chang Wan stared at the child who was half a head shorter than herself, and lowered his eyes to cover the red light in his pupils: "Even the sword can be thrown out to protect me, I'm afraid there will be a war later, and the monster hasn't killed yet I was stabbed to death by your sword first."

23 was flushed from being teased by Chang Wan's words, and hurriedly argued, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was too loud, and hurriedly lowered his voice: "I, I won't let go now, and from the first set to the eighth I am already very familiar with the Chunyang swordsmanship, and if something happens to you, Senior Brother Meng will definitely be very sad, he likes you so much..."

Hearing the voice getting lower and lower, Chang Wan snorted: "Which of your eyes can see that he likes me."

23: "How can you say that? My mother said that you can't see it with your eyes, you can only feel it with your heart. I feel that Brother Meng just likes you. You, don't bully him again, okay?"

Chang Wan who was beside her didn't respond any more. Seeing that she was about to enter the dojo, Chang Wan suddenly grabbed 23's sleeve, looked him in the eyes and said: "Your Yintang is dead, you want to survive tonight , don’t leave half a step behind me. Otherwise, you will definitely die.”

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Suddenly, the closed main door in front of the palace was suddenly knocked open by a huge wind. The open door panel was like two pieces of rags that lost their support, opening and closing on the crumbling door frame, creaking.

In the quiet and dark depths of the palace, whistling winds blew out one after another, like the neighing from the depths of hell.

Song Chengyu stood in the center of the magic circle, and with the Jade Blood Sword in his hand, one after another magic talisman on the ground suddenly rose into the air, and the red runes on it glowed with dazzling golden light, spreading out in the sky, forming a huge "Yin" character.

The colorful bells strung with red lines above also began to show dazzling white light one by one, just outlining a character "Xuan", echoing Yinyao below.

Song Chengyu stood at the eye of the formation, activated the formation, and the rest of the disciples immediately retreated to their positions, and worked together with him to maintain the connection and operation of the formation.However, disciples like 23 and Chang Wan who have just started, have not yet opened up their spiritual veins, and they all stand outside the pattern of the magic circle, holding a sword and always pay attention to the movement around them, and once they find something suspicious The people in the formation, in case of accidents.

Everything was ready, but there was no sign of the male worm in the palace, and maintaining the magic circle consumed the energy of the disciples all the time.Slowly, everyone's minds wavered a little. Could it be that the monster sensed the danger and ran away early?

Just when everyone gradually changed from nervousness to laziness, the ground under their feet trembled suddenly. At first, everyone thought it was an illusion, but then the tremor became more and more obvious, and the spiritual flags planted outside the dojo began to fall one after another, covering them from the top of their heads. Large areas of colorful bells also began to collapse, and everyone was caught off guard by this unexpected accident.

Lu Xi hurriedly held up the falling red line with his sword, "No, if this continues, the Xuanyin Formation will not be able to last."

Song Chengyu looked at the cracking ground under his feet, and made a decisive decision: "Notify all the disciples in the formation, and fly to the palace with colorful bells."

All the disciples made the formula with one hand, held the red line above their heads with a sword in the other, and flew all the way to the palace. The colorful bells above their heads rang together, and Song Chengyu alone controlled the [-] talismans above his head.Lu Xi lowered his head and glanced at the gradually receding ground under his feet, and saw that countless dense and criss-crossing gaps had been cracked on the ground full of ashes, and bloodless hands and feet sprung up like mushrooms after rain. Slowly drilled out from the gap.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a luxuriant bush of limbs, and soon a crooked spine begins to rise in the center of the land, connecting these limbs and feet together, following the huge man