I'm a god in the infinite game

Mu Sicheng stopped fighting back, and the "Mu Sicheng" who flew over him grabbed the flesh from his neck, but what was sucked was not blood, but soul, and Mu Sicheng's face was so painful that it was almost a phantom , and finally completely disappeared on the pillar.

After ingesting the soul, the "Mu Sicheng" zombie turned his shoulders comfortably, jumped off the pillar, and walked towards Bai Liu with a cruel expression.

Bai Liu lowered her head, as if she didn't notice Mu Sicheng walking this way.

Mu Sicheng walked in front of Bai Liu, and just when he was about to bite someone, he knelt down suddenly, his face changed as if two faces were merging, and his body kept struggling.

Bai Liu raised his head slowly: "Mu Sicheng, it will take some time for you to fuse with your soul, can you control this zombie body?"

Mu Sicheng's soul twisted out of his face, and he replied hoarsely: "Barely... yes!"

"It's two minutes to twelve, when yin and yang converge, and yang qi pours backwards, it happens to be the time when the yin is at its weakest." Bai Liu jumped out of bed, and calmly narrated, "Now that the yin and yang paths overlap, we are all strangers, and we can go back to the yang path. , is the best time to escape."

"The only problem is." Bai Liu turned her head and looked there without moving, covering her head and staring at Mu Sicheng's bride, "Your body is already their husband, and you are also one of the owners of this tomb, the guest of honour. Flee, and the ghouls of these tombs will surely come after you."

"I need you not to completely devour your soul, so that you can not only maintain your zombie body, but also retain part of your mind, so that we have the ability to fight."

Mu Sicheng panted heavily: "So you let the po devour me, didn't you?"

Bai Liu nodded.

Mu Sicheng's face was ferocious, his fangs were exposed, his limbs with sharp nails scratched the ground, and he exhaled two breaths of white air: "...I will try my best."

"Then I'll count one, two..." Bai Liu paused for a second, looked down at his watch, knelt on Mu Sicheng's back on one knee, grabbed Mu Sicheng's shoulder, raised his eyes and ordered, "—three, run .”

Mu Sicheng shot out like an arrow off the string.

The flames of the lanterns in the house behind were swayed by the wind that Mu Sicheng rushed out, and looked dark for a moment. When it was lit again, all the brides in the house had disappeared.

Mu Sicheng ran quickly on all fours in the dark tomb, and Bai Liu knelt on Mu Sicheng's back with one knee.

At a corner, a headless bride appeared in front of them, and she was about to stick in front of them in a few blinks. Mu Sicheng turned sideways sharply, and with his fingers, he grabbed the side wall of the tomb passage directly, and ran past the bride.

As a result, when she turned around, another bride approached, and Bai Liu swiftly blocked it with a joy stick, and the hijab was lifted.

One turned completely upside down, Yan Yan laughed, her head with white face and red lips looked down at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu pressed down on the back of Mu Sicheng's neck, and Mu Sicheng jumped off the side wall, lowering his body and sprinting past the bride's blind spot.

Running all the way to the main hall, the shadows who were chatting and laughing all stopped at the moment when Mu Sicheng ran in with Bai Liu on his back, and they all turned their eyes to look over, and the cruelty in their eyes could no longer be concealed.

In front of the exit door stood two people wearing melon caps, bowing and kicking their hands, with obsequious smiles and crescent-like smiles welcoming guests, their voices were male and female, sharp as eunuchs: "Honored guest sees off—!"

Mu Sicheng didn't stop at all, and rushed out from the main entrance with Bai Liu.

The smiles on the faces of the billionaires disappeared, and they sternly stopped: "The guest snatches the marriage, the uninvited guest! Kill the guest to welcome the guest of honor!"

All the shadows seemed to be waiting for this order, and shrill and frantic screams came out from the wall chaotically, the corners of the mouth split into a blood-red and ferocious arc, and the eyes were curved and wide open with a smile.

The moment Mu Sicheng ran out of the main entrance, these shadows turned into thin black lines and rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

Mu Sicheng glanced back, the two faces on his face were constantly changing, and the words he said were like schizophrenia, full of malice at times, and full of vigilance at other times:

"The billionaires are about to catch up, what should we do!"

"Die here, Bai Liu!"

"It's so fast!"

"You can't run away from these souls."

Mu Sicheng ran in the tomb passage, and the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the tomb passage reflected the shadows moving fast on the wall, like a lot of red-eyed black snakes wriggling and chasing people.

"In the underworld, we really have nothing to do with these evil spirits." Bai Liu looked calmly, "But it's twelve o'clock now, and Yin and Yang meet."

"In Yangjian, there is no light without fire, no shadow without light, and no soul without soul."

Bai Liu propped up his body and leaned forward, holding the joy stick and quickly hooking the lanterns hanging on both sides of the wall left and right. As soon as the candles of the lanterns were extinguished, there was a puff of blue smoke, the red light disappeared, and the tomb was plunged into darkness.

Lost the light source, the soul reflected on the wall was swallowed by the darkness, and the screaming sound was left far behind.

Mu Sicheng jumped out of the tomb passage from the wall, and the paper bridge that had been swallowed by darkness reappeared in front of him.

On the bridge, the bridge martyr who jumped off was holding an umbrella, with half of his head looking at Mu Sicheng and the others who were coming up the bridge. Under the bridge were countless corpses that were rising and falling.

Mu Sicheng jumped onto the bridge pier with a leap, with a fierce look on his face, and after a few big jumps at high speed, he swayed past the side of the ghost who died on the bridge.

Bai Liu turned his head, and the bridge ghost was holding an umbrella, running towards this side quickly, but Mu Sicheng moved very fast, but the speed of the bridge ghost was not as fast as before, and was quickly run away by Mu Sicheng. Cheng left behind and was finally trapped on the bridge, watching Mu Sicheng go away resentfully.

"It's one past twelve." Bai Liu turned her head, leaned over Mu Sicheng's back, and ordered very quickly, "We must return to the land before twelve fifteen, and the time limit for the confluence of Yin and Yang is For a quarter of an hour, run as fast as you can."

"It's already the fastest!" Mu Sicheng ran so fast that his tongue almost flew out of his mouth, and he gasped for breath when he spoke, "At this speed, I can go back safely!"

While Mu Sicheng was replying, he bit a ghost that crawled out of the jar on the side of the tomb passage with a vicious expression, and shook his head hard, with his fangs embedded in the ghost's neck.

Hearing the sound of bones being bitten, Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's head: "Don't suck the blood of the ghost, too much yin will do you no good."

"And the blood of the water ghost's corpse is not good to drink." Bai Liu added.

Mu Sicheng spat out the ghost's neck that had been bitten soft by him, and poohed twice in disgust: "Damn, you didn't say it earlier, it's watery and smelly!"

"It's you who spoke too quickly." Bai Liu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the jars that kept rolling over from the dark tomb passage, and the ghost crawling out of the jars with twisted bodies, "Where these jars were originally placed Not near here, but in a partial tomb where I fell."

"Someone rolled these jars over to block us."

Mu Sicheng tilted his head and sniffed, crawled forward with his hands, frowned and asked, "This smell is so messy, who is it?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes slowly: "Of course it's Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi who hope we lose the game and die in the grave, and are now standing at the exit."

The door of the tomb.

Kong Xuyang held half of the [Yin-Yang Road-Separating Talisman] in his hand, shook it and sneered at Yang Zhi, "Bai Liu actually used the Yin-Yang Road-Separating Talisman in this kind of place, he is really asking for his own death."

Yang Zhi complimented without any trace: "That's because I was forced to rush, so I used it only when I broke the jar."

"Then Bai Liu has already come this far." Kong Xuyang looked at the trap door at the entrance of the tomb, and smiled maliciously, "It's not kind for us to stand on the sidelines if we don't help him at a time like this. ?”

"That's it." Yang Zhi looked at the door, "I remember falling from here, would it fall into a side chamber full of jars?"

Kong Xuyang nodded, and he couldn't hide his embarrassment: "That's right, the tomb on that side is full of jar water ghosts, and if you scratch one, you can be caught as a stand-in."

"I remember Brother Kong, when you played Yinshan Village for the first time, you used this side tomb to kill two players and swallowed their property." Yang Zhi recalled, "How did you get it?"

Kong Xuyang rolled his eyes: "You still have memory skills, and you can't remember anything."

Yang Zhi smiled obsequiously, and admitted: "Brother Kong, you are a professional-level trap player. The trap moves you use, in and out of the game, are so many that even I can't remember them."

Kong Xuyang tilted his neck back, hummed arrogantly, and then waved away Yang Zhi who was standing at the door of the trap: "If you know, don't block the way."

"Using the yin-yang road-blocking charm, as long as you don't return to the yang world before [-]:[-], you will be trapped in the underworld." Yang Zhi looked at the jar under the trap door, with a vicious and pleasant light in his eyes, "—and Although the jar ghost is not strong, it is the most difficult ghost in Yinshan Village, and it can be used to delay time."

"All you need is a small [driver talisman]." Kong Xuyang pulled out the yellow talisman, tapped the cinnabar, and drew on it with a brush stroke, and stuck it on the trap door with bright eyes, "The billionaires will do it for you." I drive to prevent the people in the tomb from going out."

The yellow talisman was attached to the trap door so that a burst of red light suddenly burst out, and under the reflection of the red light, the jar below wobbled and stood upright, rolling towards a certain direction as if being summoned by some kind of feeling.

Yang Zhi praised: "Brother Kong, your trap is still as sinister as ever."

"Non-toxic and not a husband." The smile on Kong Xuyang's face was still there, and a hurricane suddenly burst out from the trap door in front of him, turning over and over again, and finally exploded.

There seemed to be two people standing in the dusty sky.

Before Yang Zhi could see who these two people were, a ghoul whose neck had been bitten softly was smashed viciously on the faces of Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang, directly smashing them against the door, vomiting blood.

The dust gradually receded, revealing the figures of the two people hidden in it.

Lying on the ground, Mu Sicheng's face was black and blue, his fangs were stained with blood, he spat out a mouthful of the ghost's blood viciously, staring at Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang who kept approaching.

Bai Liu, who was kneeling and riding on Mu Sicheng, had blood stains on his side face and shirt, and his face was unbelievably pale, but he had that kind of friendly smile on his face that made people feel shuddering.

Bai Liu smiled and looked at Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang who were lying on the ground coughing and coughing: "My fellow, we meet again."