Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

The game is like a broken old-fashioned tape, repeating that sentence——

[The second step, please bid. ]

[The second step, please bid. ]

[The second step, please bid. ]

The space is distorted and skewed, like fabric that has been forcibly stitched together.

The place where Yin Changxia stood was like a small Chinese magic circle.

It's just that darkness is shrouded, and Yin Qi gathers from all directions, continuously providing nourishment for this place.

——This is the core of the game.

Above the head is a row of gate knives, the sharp and smooth tip of which is aimed at the two of them.

The green coffin was not fully opened, but many spiders piled up, forming a human-like shape.

It was obvious that Sheng Qian was about to touch Yin Changxia's body, but the pile of human-like things actually twisted Sheng Qian's wrist, not wanting him to get closer.

An extremely spooky touch.

Sheng Gan's eyes were about to burst, and when he spoke, the female voice was high-pitched: "Who the hell!?"

How could there be such a powerful character in the game!

However, the terrifying thing made of spiders pulled Shenggan's hand vigorously, then bent his head slightly, and carefully sniffed the smell on his body.

The guy who doesn't even have eyes and nose is imitating human movements?

Sheng Gan stared straight at him, feeling that he was underestimated.

He had already absorbed part of the inner core, so he dared to show himself in front of Yin Changxia.

Sheng Gan opened his mouth and closed his mouth, with an accent in his voice, and the male and female voices intertwined and entangled one after the other: "Yin Changxia, what kind of tricks are you playing!?"

Shenggan's arms were covered with black mist, and his clothes were gradually dissolved and crumbled by the ominous thing.

He raised his hand, and then punched over there!

Countless spiders fell down like snow one after another, revealing the wrapped things inside.

Yin Changxia looked at Jiang Tingyun in a daze: "You..."

——It was a person whose whole body was covered with white gauze, both hands and feet were wrapped.His body was covered with weird talisman papers, and every gap in his face was covered tightly, only two nostrils were exposed.

He cannot see, hear, or touch.

Just... sniffing.

This is Jiang Tingyun?

Seemingly feeling that the taste was wrong, Jiang Tingyun twisted the white gauze on his body after receiving Sheng Gan's punch.

Jiang Tingyun became impatient, controlled Baisha, and suddenly hit Sheng Gan.

The strength of Baisha is great!

Sheng Qian's body was knocked backwards, countless bells were raised, and they rang together, like white rain jumping from beads or knocking on ice and jade.

The beheading knife on the top of the head slid down again——

[The second step, please bid, if no player bids, it will be automatically judged as a failure. ]

[three. ]

[two. ]

[one. ]

Before Sheng Qian could react, Yin Changxia immediately held up a black coin: "Bid for a year of longevity!"

[Accepted. ]

The coin in his hand suddenly shattered, turning into a pile of white powder and dissipating around.

Yin Changxia has no chance to make a choice at all, and there is a big threat around him.

He had no choice but to pull a wooden stick at random, and the beheading knife on the top of his head fell down, indicating that the wooden stick he chose was wrong!

Sure enough, it didn't go so smoothly?

"Damn!"

At the same time, Jiang Tingyun, who was beside Yin Changxia, suddenly turned around and slowly attacked in Yin Changxia's direction.

Yin Changxia's body was dripping with cold sweat, he didn't dare to breathe, and all his senses trembled.

He shrank back almost subconsciously.

But behind him is the green coffin, which has reached the point where there is no way to retreat.

Jiang Tingyun floated in the air and slowly walked towards him.

Yin Changxia swallowed, trembling while breathing, his slender neck leaned back, and his thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, showing a kind of fragile beauty.

Jiang Tingyun: "Ah..."

A few vague words came out of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding, this guy couldn't even speak?

Just by... smell?

Boom, boom——

The chaotic heartbeats filled the eardrums everywhere, and even Yin Changxia was praying secretly, hoping to calm down.

Jiang Tingyun: "Ah..."

Still that vague tone of voice.

I have no idea what I'm talking about!

Not far away, Sheng Qian had come to his senses, with resentment in his eyes, controlling the black mist, and madly attacking Jiang Tingyun and Yin Changxia.

Such a sinister trick did not affect Jiang Tingyun, and the white gauze floating on his body formed a protection, blocking the black mist.

Sheng Qian's expression became distorted, and his voice sounded like a female voice after a sudden sharp sound: "Why doesn't it work!"

Yin Changxia's eyelids twitched, and he felt that the person he was betting with now was both Sheng Qian and Yang Ai's biological mother!

Things really are not that simple!

Jiang Tingyun couldn't hear at all, and he still went his own way, indulging in his own thoughts.

The invasion of the black mist and the overwhelming hostility failed to distract him in the slightest.

Instead... it made him sniff more carefully.

Yin Changxia: "..."

A full ten seconds passed, but it was as long as a whole year.

Jiang Tingyun didn't care about the attack from the other side at all, but he was just sniffing him?

Are you looking for something?

This knowledge alone made Yin Changxia feel goosebumps all over his body, and a great sense of fear and horror hit him directly, as if he had been touched by a dead man's hand.

[The third step, please bid. ]

After hearing this voice, Sheng Qian finally calmed down.

He lowered his head, and the black mist on his body seemed to be adding to it, gradually combining into long hair, dress, high heels, and chest.

This is undoubtedly weird.

Looking at this scene, Yin Changxia's scalp was numb.

The connection between the black mist and the human body is very clear from his perspective.

Flesh is flesh, black mist is black mist.

But it is indeed mixed and entangled.

Sheng Qian is no longer Sheng Qian, he has no thinking, no reason, he only knows blind revenge.

Sheng Gan laughed, his eyes curled up: "Hehehe..."

Even though the rules of the game will protect the player, he cannot take Yin Changxia's life, but he can do anything else.

Broken hands, broken feet.

He imagined in his heart how Yin Changxia begged for mercy and cried in front of him.

Yin Changxia looks so good-looking, I don't know if she will be even more astonishingly beautiful after being covered in blood.

Sheng Qian was full of malice: "Bid five years of longevity."

[No bids, paid. ]

Sheng Qian pulled out a wooden stick at random again, and at this time the beheading knife above his head had dropped more than two meters.

In the space that was originally only five meters high, the beheading knife was almost within reach.

The situation is getting more and more critical, and the next seven steps can no longer be tolerated!

Yin Changxia's eyes were slightly cold, and he became more disgusted and disgusted with Sheng Qian.

Jiao Xingkai has a total of 30 years of life, all of which are spent in this game. Even if Jiao Xingkai's body is taken back, he will die immediately.

Sheng Qian was playing with other people's longevity.

As the wooden sticks were pulled out, the floor was also cracking, like a building that lost its foundation, and it fell only at that moment.

There was thick fog, and there was the sound of wind whizzing back and forth, as if thousands of ghosts were crying together.

Jiang Tingyun has been standing by Yin Changxia's side since just now.

The aura around him became extremely oppressive little by little, and he finally smelled the smell on Yin Changxia's body, and seemed a little disappointed: "Ah... Guh."

Yin Changxia's heart sank to the bottom, Jiang Tingyun's feeling that he was looking for something became more and more obvious.

—he was not the one he was looking for.

The disappointed tone seemed to be expressing this meaning.

Jiang Tingyun's hands were also tied, but it didn't affect Jiang Tingyun's hands.

Those white veils that seemed to be alive slowly covered Yin Changxia's neck, like the hands of a dead man.

Then... pinch tightly.

Yin Changxia's eyes were red, he didn't expect Jiang Tingyun to want to kill him!

Not only Sheng Qian, but everything close to Jiang Tingyun was hostile to him.

This undoubtedly made the situation worse.

Jiang Tingyun attacked indiscriminately!

The neck was aching from the white gauze, and the air was being pulled away little by little during breathing, and finally even the lungs ached.

The white gauze dragged Yin Changxia, until finally Yin Changxia's body also left the ground.

"Let's...cough!"

This special space does not allow the use of objects and props. Before he was about to lose consciousness, Yin Changxia had no time to think about it. After reaching out his right hand, he desperately grasped the white gauze wrapped around his neck.

Those white gauzes are so powerful that even the black mist can't corrode them, but...the right hand is enough to resist!

This is a game between the half-ghost king and the half-ghost king.

Yin Changxia's face flushed, and his sickly white cheeks were stained with a layer of deep red. At that moment, it seemed as if his own life was burning.

Just listen to the sound of tearing——

Between the pulls on both sides, it actually came off.

The white gauze broke into several pieces and scattered on the floor.

The second finger of Yin Changxia's right hand began to turn black, which is proof that he borrowed Zong Tan's power.

After the white gauze broke, Yin Changxia also fell to the ground.

He coughed violently, his throat filled with the smell of blood.

Jiang Tingyun: "Ghost...bone."

He finally had a reaction, and a muffled sound came out of his mouth.

Then the next second... Countless white gauzes suddenly covered Yin Changxia's right hand, and they pulled desperately, as if to separate the right hand from Yin Changxia's body.

Sheng Qian had recovered his breath at this time, and laughed loudly: "Yin Changxia, I thought this was here to help you, but it turned out that he was here to kill you, just like me."

He took the initiative to participate in order to use Jiao Xingkai's body to win the game and get a complete core!

If he can do that, he will become stronger in the shortest possible time.

maybe……

It can also become the boss of the B-level field, to torture the players.

Hee hee hee.

As those white gauzes continued to pull his body, Yin Changxia felt a tearing pain.

Sheng Qian was still laughing like watching a play, his eyes were full of malice: "Is the pain of the body about to be separated uncomfortable?"

The female voice attached to Sheng Gan's words became tactful, giggling non-stop.

Yin Changxia was shivering in pain. It had been a long time since the ghost feast and resentment pool, he hadn't felt such pain: "I inherited...cough, haunted house, Jiang Tingyun..."

But Jiang Tingyun couldn't hear at all, and his senses all over his body had nothing to say except his sense of smell.

Wait, sniff?

That being the case...

Yin Changxia gritted his teeth tightly, and at this dangerous moment, he lifted the restriction of ghost bones.

Before Zong Tan fell into a deep sleep, he had already handed over the control to him, and Yin Changxia could release it at his own will!

He only has a sense of smell, so let him feel enough!

This is how the physique of nourishing the spirit is exposed.

Originally, it had to be known at a very close distance, but this is the core space of the old building. Whether it is negative emotions or resentment, a series of things are being radiated and enlarged.

Naturally... also includes this smell.

Not only Jiang Tingyun, but even Sheng Gan's expression changed, he was no longer as sarcastic as before.

He stared straight at Yin Changxia, and the fluid in his mouth kept overflowing.

Gollum.

Sheng Qian kept swallowing, his eyes turned from shock to longing.

When he was still alive, he couldn't understand why those evil spirits were scrambling to get close to Yin Changxia.

It was only now that Sheng Qian understood clearly.

It is indescribable, but the attraction goes deep into the bone marrow.

But only for ghosts.

Sheng Qian's eyes turned red, and he looked at Yin Changxia dully.Then, like fighting for food, he attacked Yin Changxia crazily.

He was still laughing at Yin Changxia just now, but now he has become one of the ghosts.

In the dark and silent space, eyes began to grow one after another on the wooden stick.

"Nursing spiritual physique..."

"It's a spiritual physique!"

"Hee hee hee, you actually locked in the cultivation of spiritual physique."

In the end, the eyes on the wooden stick were all aimed at Yin Changxia, full of longing and greed.

Naturally, Sheng Qian didn't understand what nourishing the spirit was. He had lost his sanity a long time ago, and acted entirely on that negative emotion.

Confusion in thinking, confusion in logic, confusion in memory.

Only that deep hatred is firmly rooted in my heart!

It was by virtue of these that he attracted many negative fragments of Yang Ai's biological mother.

After Yin Changxia showed his spiritual physique, Sheng Qian also began to yearn for Yin Changxia very much, wanting to swallow him in one gulp.

As Sheng Qian rushed towards this side, countless bells rang again——

In the darkness, an invisible force unexpectedly formed, blocking Sheng Qian's footsteps.

Those scarlet ghost hands grabbed Sheng Gan's feet.

"Can't kill him..."

"No eating."

"He has enough longevity."

There are men and women in these voices, old and young, overlapping each other, conveying their meaning in a stern and cold voice.

However, Yin Changxia found that the attitude of these ghosts towards him had changed.

At first during the ghost banquet, the four ghosts were filled with joy, anger, sorrow, and fear, always repeating over and over again——

"It's a pity that his life span is not long, otherwise..."

Yin Changxia couldn't hear what was said later.

Obviously those ghosts were chasing him to kill him, but at this moment, because of Yin Changxia's longevity, they even controlled those terrible appetites.

The ghost is protecting him!

Yin Changxia's palms were covered in cold sweat, and he was so nervous that he never thought it would turn out like this.

He has never enjoyed such treatment!

Sheng Qian couldn't care so much, his eyes were already red with anxiety.

"Continue to play."

"Stop him..."

"Don't let him come near!"

[The fourth step, please bid. ]

Sheng Gan sneered, accompanied by a sharp female voice: "If I win the game and get all the ghost power in the core, you ghosts won't kneel at my feet!?"

He has already obtained part of it, and the rest is naturally in his pocket.

Can Yin Changxia be held in the palm of his hand by winning the game?

Sheng Qian's eyes became more eager, and the skirt formed by the black mist all over his body was blown up by the wind, and the high-heeled shoes could be heard even while walking.

The sound stepped on other people's fragile nerves, making Yin Changxia's eardrums ache.

Jiang Tingyun finally reacted and stopped attacking Yin Changxia.

At the same time, in order to protect him, those ghosts showed courtesy in front of Yin Changxia, and even set up a barrier with ghost power to wrap Yin Changxia tightly inside.

Safe is safe...

But Yin Changxia suddenly stretched out a pair of hands from his feet, extending from his ankle to his calf vaguely.

Yin Changxia turned pale with fright, but saw that grimace slowly grinning.

"dad……"

Before he could finish calling that word, he was kicked back by Yin Changxia.

Father you uncle!

scare who! ?

I don't have a son like you!

After doing this, Yin Changxia trembled all over.

It should be that this space is too distorted, and the Yin Qi is too heavy, causing the evil ghost to appear, and he can still step on it directly with his feet.

If it is outside, the situation is different, stepping on it is useless!

"How cunning..."

"It's so courteous."

"I also……"

These voices came and went one after another, and only after combining the words one after another did they roughly understand what they meant.

These ghosts have already lost their sanity, and the evil ghosts, who have no other reactions except killing and appetite, have even developed a new emotion - fighting for favor?

Yin Changxia's teeth trembled like leaves falling in the wind, feeling that he was thinking too much.

But...it's just like fighting for favor!

Another evil spirit entered the protection circle, and the originally narrow space was squeezed by countless forces.

Just when Yin Changxia felt that it was safe inside, he was severely slapped in the face.

Safety shit!

As more and more evil spirits appeared in that narrow space, they almost filled every gap.

Yin Changxia kept going backwards, struggling to get out of it.

At the critical juncture, the semicircle was broken and shattered into several large pieces like an eggshell, and Jiang Tingyun, who was bound by the talisman paper seal all over his body, controlled the stretching of the white gauze and arrived in front of Yin Changxia.

Yin Changxia's muscles trembled, and his mind was full of danger signals.

However, those white gauzes that hurt him just now didn't strangle him, instead they gently bound him with a very comfortable strength.

"Half ghost king..."

"grab……"

"Can't grab..."

The corner of Yin Changxia's mouth twitched, are you still struggling?

Those white gauzes pulled him closer and closer, gradually reaching Jiang Tingyun's side.

"He wants to monopolize it all by himself?"

"unforgivable……"

"Even if it's a half-ghost king..."

What was even more frightening was that the ghosts started howling, and the ghost chirping bursts, accompanied by the bells in the darkness, played together like a background sound.

"Eight……"

Yin Changxia was stunned, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

He suddenly thought of the paper man who stretched out his arms and wanted him to hug him.

No!Don't think too much!

Jiang Tingyun was silent all the time, his whole body was wrapped in white gauze, without any gaps.But the circle of yellow talisman paper on his body suppressed him like a curse.

It was a silent power.

Everything around Jiang Tingyun was quiet, as if the sound of the wind would freeze in front of him.

Jiang Tingyun: "Nurture...spirit..."

He didn't show too many waves, but after all, he had a little reaction.

Yin Changxia frowned. For a while, he couldn't tell what Jiang Tingyun wanted to do. He had already clenched his right hand, hesitating whether to attack first.

This space has undergone new changes, and countless evil spirits have expanded a larger and wider space for Yin Changxia.

They formed the cornerstones in those spaces one after another, extending outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The space is getting wider and higher.

The outside world is like an abyss.

Danger!

Yin Changxia's whole body was tense, and such signals kept sending out in his brain.

Zong Tan obviously couldn't be woken up by such a big commotion just now, but when he was about to approach Jiang Tingyun, Zong Tan opened his eyes.

This time it was no longer Yin Changxia's lead, but Zong Tan controlled his right hand and punched Jiang Tingyun.

"Aim at the Lingtai if you want to fight."

That punch was aimed at Jiang Tingyun's forehead, with such force that the talisman paper on Jiang Tingyun's body flew up.

bell bell -

As the space distance increased, the ringtone also appeared more resentful and empty.

Jiang Tingyun was attacked on both sides, and after passive defense, he ignored the ghosts that were about to move in the dark, and even the white gauze on his body was burned a lot.

At the same time, Sheng Qian finally got rid of the shackles.

When he thought he could finally touch Yin Changxia, a dazzling red dress appeared in the darkness.

An extremely aggressive red, just looking at it will make you want to take over all eyes.

Zong Tan's eyes were extremely cold, scanning Sheng Qian and Jiang Tingyun.

"You are...!" Sheng Qian was stiff all over, and the female voice was high.

No matter what, I never imagined that Yin Changxia and Zong Tan shared the same right hand!

This is simply unheard of!

Cold sweat clings to the skin, Sheng Qian still remembers that when he just died, he was captured by the inner core, and then killed and devoured by many evil spirits, and absorbed a large part of the negative fragments of Yang Ai's biological mother, but he failed to give birth to such a a feeling of.

That is natural fear.

A strong sense of oppression made him breathless.

His mind became much clearer, and even the black mist on Sheng Qian's body seemed to be frightened.

Originally, he was clamoring for revenge all over his body and mind, but now he couldn't help feeling afraid.

Yin Changxia: "Why are you awake?"

Hearing his voice, Zong Tan finally withdrew his gaze, but when he saw the scar on Yin Changxia's neck, he became displeased.

Yin Changxia's complexion seemed to be raised from snow, so that some small wounds on his body would become extremely serious.The place where I was strangled was red and swollen, and I can only imagine how much pain I suffered.

Zong Tan: "Who?"

Yin Changxia: "?"

Zong Tan's eyes kept flicking across the many evil spirits, Sheng Gan, and Jiang Tingyun in the distance.

This look made them stiffen, and they immediately shrank in the dark, trembling like leaves blown by the wind.

So scary!

More terrifying than a scourge!

Yin Changxia touched the wound on his neck and said with a playful smile, "Do you want to support me?"

Zong Tan did not refute.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Not to refute is even more terrifying.

Zong Tan felt the irritability of that day again, it was the feeling of anger in his heart after the ghost bone was taken away.

——Why was the prey I fancy being bullied by these ants?

Over there, Jiang Tingyun had already got up from the ground, and Zong Tan sneered condescendingly: "Jiang Tingyun, you've woken up a long time ago? You didn't dare to approach him until I fell asleep. Your endurance is really strong."

Zong Tan raised his hand, and a blue will-o'-the-wisp sprang out.

Yin Changxia immediately shouted: "We can't burn this place!"

Zong Tan's expression darkened slightly: "Tsk."

But in the end it was persuaded.

The ghosts hiding in the dark watched this scene in shock.

They originally thought that cultivating spirit physique was just a rumor. After all, if someone said something about controlling the ghost king, it would be the funniest joke.

But when they really saw this scene, they understood what shock was.

The half-ghost king... actually listened?

Although I was very reluctant and looked irritable, I really listened!

There is nothing more spooky than this.

Zong Tan has been waiting for this day, otherwise Yin Changxia would not have been fed, allowing him to recover his strength in a short time.

Jiang Tingyun's timing was too good, he did not have time to 'digest' it, but the strength in his hand... was enough!

Zong Tan looked at Yin Changxia: "Show off your angry face."

Yin Changxia: "...props cannot be used here."

Zong Tan raised the corners of his lips, and stretched out his hand towards Yin Changxia in an arrogant and cold arc: "Then, share with me."

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding: "What do you mean...?"

Zong Tan whispered softly like a devil: "Didn't I say that it's fine to just let yourself go?"

Yin Changxia's breathing became short of breath.

Zong Tan: "The yin energy here is so strong, ordinary people have already been affected, and only you... hmph."

The heart lake is surging.

It is hot in the ear.

Yin Changxia laughed silently, is this Zong Tan's approval of him?

Yin Changxia squeezed the clothes around his heart, strangely, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

That addictive feeling cannot be stripped away, obviously without using the angry face.

A word of indulgence...

It's like a psychological suggestion.

Every inch of this place is infested by all the ghosts, it's hard to maintain one's heart, but if you want to let go...

That only takes about a second.

Zong Tan: "Yin Changxia, I don't like you losing to those ants, you can only lose to me."

Yin Changxia couldn't help but laugh, what do you mean you can only lose to him?

Obviously never lost!

He stopped hesitating and touched the hand that Zong Tan extended towards him.

Zong Tan is a spirit body, if it is not for the extremely strong yin energy, it is absolutely impossible for him to appear.

Yin Changxia couldn't touch Zong Tan's other parts, but only his right hand...

All the sensory nerves are intertwined with the right hand!

Heart trembling.

The body was filled with ghost power and became light and light, as if in a cloud.

The madness value began to transfer.

The angry face was just a leading role, and Yin Changxia was really close to this state because of the role of the ghost bone.

As long as Fan Zongtan's bones are on Yin Changxia's body, the ghost power will work on Yin Changxia's body.

This feeling is not only addictive, but also straight up, refreshing to the head.

In the end...the whole body trembled.

Yin Changxia knew that Zong Tan wanted him to face Sheng Qian alone, so he took the initiative to arouse the ghost bones.

From those dreams, it was clear that Zong Tan and Jiang Tingyun probably had a grudge against each other.

Yin Changxia: "You want to concentrate on dealing with Jiang Tingyun, right?"

The simplest statement tone.

Zong Tan snorted heavily, but there was some appreciation in his eyes: "When did you notice it?"

Yin Changxia: "In the beginning, when you asked me to feed you, it was because you weren't the kind of person who likes to be controlled by others and negotiate conditions with others."

Zong Tan: "..."

Really...

Zong Tan laughed viciously, it was never necessary to talk to smart people.

Zong Tan stopped talking to Yin Changxia, he raised his hand suddenly, and rolled Jiang Tingyun to the top of the entire space.

From his point of view, he could still see all kinds of living beings stacked on top of each other by the evil spirits below.

Zong Tan: "What's wrong? A tamed dog can't find its owner, are you in a hurry?"

Jiang Tingyun's mouth was slurred and he couldn't make too many sounds.

Jiang Tingyun really couldn't hear, his whole body was sealed by those talisman papers.

But Li Gui, who is also one of the seven coffins, can talk to Jiang Tingyun.

"Xia family?" Zong Tan squinted his eyes, "They used a murderous coffin to support the family's well-being, and they have already suffered backlash. I am afraid that all descendants will die one by one."

These words angered Jiang Tingyun.

Even after waking up for such a long time, there are no memories left, and the past grievances are completely forgotten, but only the word 'Xia Family' seems to be carved into his bones.

Countless white gauzes attacked Zong Tan, as if they wanted to tear Zong Tan's body apart.

Zong Tan waved his hand casually, and the will-o'-the-wisp sprang up, quickly burning the white gauze.

But he still remembered Yin Changxia's words, he didn't want to destroy this place, and the will-o'-the-wisp precisely controlled the amount.

Zong Tan's eyes were extremely cold: "After waking up, I sniffed here and there, looking for someone from the Xia family? You are such a good dog."

such a pity……

Jiang Tingyun was destined not to be found.

Because Jiang Tingyun has no chance to get out of the game!

Jiang Tingyun: "Ah..."

Zong Tan frowned, feeling that Jiang Tingyun was a little strange, as if he didn't know him at all.

The person seems to be a little stupid, and he can't see his previous personality at all, and he doesn't know if he is pretending.

After all, he was not like this before!

The two sides confronted each other again, refusing to give in to each other.Zong Tan regained some strength, logically speaking, it was enough to defeat Jiang Tingyun, but Jiang Tingyun seemed to be desperately mad, and formed a confrontation with Zong Tan.

Looking at this scene, Yin Changxia's heart tightened slightly.

But at this moment, he is not allowed to think too much, because Sheng Qian who has lost those restraints has already attacked him.

Strangely, those fears were allayed little by little.

His right hand was heating up slightly, making his body much lighter.

Even the thoughts that had been confused by fear just now became much clearer.

[Increased berserk value... 18%. ]

The sharp claws on Sheng Gan's hands stretched out, and his eyes were already red.

Yin Changxia raised his eyebrows: "The rules of the game say that players cannot hurt each other, Sheng Qian... Have you forgotten that you are using Jiao Xingkai's body?"

Sure enough, as soon as he touched Yin Changxia, Sheng Gan fell hard to the ground.

game rules!

Sheng Qian was firmly pressed to the ground by that force, and a long-lost voice suddenly sounded beside his ear——

[The fourth step, please bid, if no player bids, it will be automatically judged as a failure. ]

[three. ]

Yin Changxia sat down on the green coffin slowly, resting his chin with one hand: "The fourth step has already started bidding, let's count."

Sweat dripped from Shenggan's chin.

pat-

The sound seemed to hit the apex of his heart, causing countless tremors in his body.

[two. ]

Sheng Gan's eyes were full of anger. He had fifteen coins representing Yangshou left in his hand, while Yin Changxia only had nine. No matter what, he crushed them by himself.

Heh... well, after winning the game, not only can he get the core to enhance his strength, but he can also get Yin Changxia.

Thinking of this, Sheng Gan swallowed his saliva.

Gollum.

That kind of heart-biting hunger was about to drive him crazy.

I feel so empty inside that I want to be filled.

Especially... there is Yin Changxia in front of him, the allure can be imagined!

That thinking ability was quickly overwhelmed by appetite, and Sheng Qian only had one thought——

Win the game!

The strong temptation made Sheng Qian almost instinctively shout: "Bid for a Yangshou."

That voice is always accompanied by a female voice, one after the other.

Yin Changxia suddenly understood what the monster in front of him was.

The ghosts of the mass grave were attracted by the love in the heart of Yang Aisheng's mother, so they kept gathering towards her, forming a huge monster, and finally became the core of the old building.

Yang Aisheng's mother no longer has a complete ghost, and has been cut into pieces.

And what Sheng Qian got was all the negative fragments of Yang Ai's biological mother.

"That's all right, don't you want to play games with me? I'm the best at playing games."

Yin Changxia laughed, "Take one."

Sheng Gan's heart tightened, isn't Yin Changxia afraid at all?

Why can such an understatement!

Yin Changxia and Zheng Xuanhai shared Yangshou, and when he was exchanging coins just now, he was so picky, he only dared to give out ten years.

Sheng Qian sneered, and felt that he was bothering others.

Anyway, even if he gambled everything, it would still be Jiao Xingkai's Yangshou, so what does it matter to him?

"Add two more." As Sheng Qian's voice fell, the black coin dissipated, heralding the disappearance of two years of life.

Yin Changxia raised the corners of his lips, his eyes couldn't stop being excited, and his voice slowed down: "That's... that's right."

what?

Sheng Qian suspected that he had heard wrong.

Yin Changxia: "Two."

Two more coins disappeared from Yin Changxia's hand. He looked at Sheng Qian with burning eyes, and his excitement caused his cheeks to flush, beautiful and eye-catching, like the color of a peach blossom in March.

Yin Changxia really thinks this is a game!

A... game that made him indulge and delight!

Sheng Gan stared straight at him, and suddenly felt that the coins in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties.

His momentum changed from high to low: "...I, I follow! Three pieces."

Yin Changxia laughed sullenly, picked up three coins between his fingers, and tossed them forward.

The coin fell to the ground and made a crisp sound when it collided.

Such a light weight, just throw it down.

With such a heavy weight, three years of life are fleeting.

"Three."

The blue will-o'-the-wisps kept flickering in the sky, and the only light shone on Yin Changxia's face, which was extremely beautiful and dazzling.

He rested his chin halfway, very comfortable and leisurely, the flame seemed to be crowning him.

Yin Changxia was originally wearing a retro navy blue gown from the Republic of China. This kind of attire made him not like a player at all, but like a boss in a game.

Sheng Qian seemed to be choked by the throat, staring blankly at this scene, his heart was like a tumbling wave.

Scared, withdrawn.

These two emotions are intertwined.

He is obviously the ghost, Yin Changxia is just a human being!

He shouldn't be afraid, but Yin Changxia should be afraid of him!

The veins on Sheng Qian's body were bulging, although he comforted himself like this, they were still tense.

Yin Changxia: "Don't add it? Want to admit defeat?"

Sheng Qian: "No..."

Yin Changxia chuckled and made a gesture of invitation.

Sheng Qian was short of breath and didn't understand what Yin Changxia wanted to do.

But no matter what... he is using someone else's Yangshou, and he won't lose anything.

Sheng Qian said sharply: "Four pieces!"

[No players continue to bet. ]

[Statistics players remaining coins——]

[Yin Changxia: Three pieces. ]

[Sheng Gan: five pieces. ]

Sheng Qian: "..."

The gap is narrowing?

Sheng Qian turned cold, and pulled out a wooden stick casually, but unexpectedly, a piece of the floor lit up.

Right?

A conversation that came from nowhere reverberated——

"They had a teacher-student relationship. It was he who seduced my daughter and made my daughter pregnant. He must give me the money today! Otherwise, I will make a big fuss about it!"

"His mother is hospitalized? Bah, I don't care! Let him sell the family house!"

A timid voice stopped her: "Mom, I beg you to stop making trouble... I really like the teacher."

However, the only answer to her was a crisp slap in the face.

"It's fine if you don't take the money, and turn your elbows out?"

It turned out to be a teacher-student relationship.

Yin Changxia raised his eyebrows and finally understood the meaning of the game.

This room is a huge memory, and the wooden sticks on the ground are the thorns in Yang Aisheng's mother's heart.

They are pulling thorns!

And... 30 years later, it is very likely that it will be her father who will avenge Yang Ai.

These small memory fragments can easily sort out the story.

Yin Changxia lowered her eyes slightly