Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

, the thick black eyelashes cast a shadow, and when he rested his chin with one hand, he covered the half smile on his lips: "This game is quite interesting."

interesting……?

Such a dangerous game, but Yin Changxia only said it was interesting?

Sheng Qian thought he would be angry, but he couldn't.

What rose up in my heart was not other emotions, but... panic!

Sheng Qian's body became numb and stiff unconsciously, and he always felt that he and Yin Changxia's positions were reversed.

"I'm the ghost..."

Yin Changxia: "So?"

Sheng Qian: "..."

Yin Changxia: "It's just a game, don't panic."

Sheng Qian: "..."

[The fifth step, please bid. ]

Yin Changxia said slowly: "One piece."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the black mist on Sheng Qian's body seems to be hesitating and shrinking after hearing the conversation just now.

The black mist is the negative fragment of Yang Ai's biological mother, and the memory stimulates it.

really……

The influence of this thing was increasing, which made Sheng Qian stunned for ten seconds.

After hearing this, Sheng Gan's pupils dilated and shrunk, and the blackness in his eyes almost occupied all the whites of his eyes.

[No bids, congratulations. ]

Yin Changxia casually pulled out a wooden stick, but unexpectedly lit up another floor.

Right again?

The conversation continues—

"Hey... the teacher is finished in this life. Not only was he suspended, but his parents were drowned in spit. His mother died because she wanted to raise money. She died three months after returning home. Dad died because of Afraid of other people's eyes, he jumped into the river and died."

"Yang Zhen's family is too ruthless. I heard that Yang Zhen didn't kill the child and ran away. Is it true?"

"The teacher seems to have moved away. I heard that he changed his name and career? The whole person is ruined."

A male voice broke into the conversation: "You can't say that, there is no need to sympathize, there is a difference of ten years between them, this kind of thing shouldn't have happened!"

Yin Changxia: "..."

Yin Changxia understood the question that had been perplexing her all the time—why did Yang Ai's biological mother insist on sending the child out.

Probably for this man.

In that era, spittle stars could drown people, indeed, they would ruin their lives.

Those gossips are like knives that cut people's hearts, piercing people's wounds everywhere, bleeding in silent places, but they have to cover up their hysteria with smiles and gentleness.

Onlookers.

These three words are too heavy.

No wonder after arriving at the core, the game prompt is saying——

Find the last puzzle piece of the story.

Sheng Qian's expression was even more wrong, and he gasped heavily.

With the help of the faint light, he finally saw what he looked like at the moment.

"Ahhh-!"

The black mist clings to his body, consisting of a dress and high heels, what the hell is that?

Sheng Qian's eyes turned hard, and he couldn't pull it out anymore!

Otherwise, those things that make up his soul power will be split little by little!

[The sixth step, please bid. ]

The game made a silent reminder, and Sheng Qian raised his head and shouted: "I will offer three!"

There are only two left in Yin Changxia's hand, and there is absolutely no time to follow them!

Yin Changxia laughed out loud, "Pfft."

Sheng Qian: "..."

Yin Changxia asked in a low voice: "Can you increase the size?"

[Can. ]

Yin Changxia pretended to think: "Well, then..."

Sheng Qian hurriedly shouted: "I am willing to take out all the props in my hand!"

[Four props have been recovered, three C grades, one D grade, a total of thirty coins. ]

Sheng Gan had a proud face, Yin Changxia couldn't compare to him now, right?

Yin Changxia: "Then I will..."

He suddenly pointed to where he was sitting: "Pawn this green coffin."

Sheng Qian: "..."

Jiang Tingyun: "..."

Can you be any more shameless?

The game seemed to be in chaos. After precise calculations, a number was obtained: [Confirmed, 31 pieces of Yangshou. ]

31 coins appeared out of thin air in Yin Changxia's hand, and he held them in his hands.

Sheng Ganqi is crazy, it's just a coffin, it's even heavier than the weight of four props! ?

He suddenly remembered Yin Changxia's behavior just now, and finally reacted at this moment.

Sheng Qian said bitterly: "Yin Changxia, you plot against me!"

Yin Changxia held the coin in his hand, playing with it between his fingers, and the coin was also turning back and forth in his slender fingers: "How can this be a calculation? It's a game, it's interesting to add more chips."

He is actively increasing his chips and betting more.

The man across from him looked like a desperate gambler.

Sheng Qian panted heavily, feeling the panic in his heart again.

His teeth were trembling, as if he was about to drag someone into the abyss.

When Sheng Qian died, he felt that he was already in the abyss. After experiencing the deepest fear, he was no longer afraid of anything.

But now he only feels pain in the face.

It is not only the nerves that tremble, but also the broken soul.

[The sixth step, please bid. ]

Sheng Qian has gone crazy, he must win the game and get the core.

He threw away all the things he held, and the female voice echoed sharply in the space: "I give everything!!"

Yin Changxia: "Do you think there will be more of me?"

Yin Changxia let go of his fingers, and the coin fell to the ground automatically, turning into a ball of white powder.

He said word by word: "In addition to this green coffin, I also have two B-level props and one C-level prop..."

Every word Yin Changxia uttered made Sheng Gan's heart skip a beat.

I thought it was almost over, but Yin Changxia's words were not finished: "I still have a haunted house."

Sheng Qian: "..."

Yin Changxia smiled so much that he showed his small canine teeth: "There are still five more people in the coffin."

The remaining five people in the house—fierce, trembling suddenly, coffin.

Sheng Gan's eyes were straightened, and he was almost numb when he heard the end.

Even if Yin Changxia took out more at this moment, Sheng Qian didn't think it was unusual.

[No bids, congratulations. ]

In the previous two times of pulling out the right wooden sticks, Yin Changxia had already seen the difference between those two sticks and the others.

They are buried deeper and sharper.

If one wants to understand that these wooden sticks are the thorns in Yang Aisheng's mother's heart, the ones that are pulled out correctly will naturally be the ones that pierce the deepest.

Yin Changxia walked to the deepest root, and then pulled hard——

It was a song—

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, mother's hands are gently shaking you..."

At first it was just a soft female voice, and then the childish voice joined in.

She was babbling, as if she was at the age of learning to speak, and she couldn't even utter words clearly.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, my numb hands are gently shaking you."

The singing and syllables are different, but the voices of the two are extremely harmonious, so warm that people want to continue listening.

But as they sang, their voices began to jam.

zizi.

Like a broken tape recorder.

"what--!"

A sharp voice sounded, panic and anger.

Blood gushed out continuously, staining the entire floor red, like a blooming flower.

click-

The lights were all on.

With the help of those lights, Yin Changxia could see this place clearly.

This is the girl's bedroom, Yang Ai's body is not far away, there are piles of teddy bears, and the walls are also pale pink.

If it wasn't for the cold doll-like body, the whole room would be cozy.

Yang Ai's body has pinch marks and abrasions, and every place can be associated with what she suffered at that time.

Another whimper came, and the room began to thump violently.

"Mom will avenge you."

In the end the sound died away.

Countless letter papers appeared on the ground, each of which was filled with love and sympathy, but none of them were sent.

[I named my daughter Ai, I was too weak to stop my family and caused your family to be ruined, I wanted to atone for my sin. ]

[My daughter is full moon, and we have all arrived in a new city.I heard about you again. I heard that you changed your name and career, and you are no longer a teacher?I don't dare to ruin you again, absolutely no one can discover what happened before. ]

[Maybe I'm too tired, I'm seriously ill, and I don't know if I can handle it.The Chen family has no children and said they would treat my daughter well. I don't know what to do. ]

[I entrusted someone to hand over my daughter to them, but half a year later... the Chen family is pregnant. ]

[Chen Lin has been spoiled by her family since she was a child, and she is not easy to get along with at all, but the Chen family still loves her daughter. ]

[The Chen family went bankrupt...]

[I didn't know that would happen!Damn those men! ]

[Sorry. ]

[Sorry. ]

[Sorry. ]

Countless sheets of paper were filled with this word, and it was unknown whether it was guilt towards Yang Ai or guilt towards Yang Ai's biological father.

Next to Yang Ai's body, a new body appeared.

She wrapped her arms around Yang Ai, and bloody tears flowed from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.

Only then did Yin Changxia recognize where the blood flowed from, one was on Yang Ai's wrist, and the other was in the eyes of Yang Ai's biological mother.

[Three puzzle pieces have been found, the game is over. ]

[Statistics are--]

[2:1. ]

[Player Yin Changxia wins! ]

Yin Changxia fell silent. Even though he had already guessed the outline of the story, it was still not as touching as being on the scene.

What would happen if these letters were read by Yang Ai's biological father?

Almost really seen.

Yin Changxia probably guessed who the murderer was, Uncle Qin who dared to buy the old building after the Yang Ai incident.

That's why he said... He will also investigate what happened 30 years ago.

Sheng Qian could no longer hold that power, he began to vomit, and black mist leaked out from his throat crazily.

He beat the floor frantically: "No—!"

However, no matter how unwilling it is, it will not help.

He couldn't stop the power from dissipating.

Sheng Qian began to curse, originally relying on resentment to condense these powers, while gaining power, he naturally lost his mind.

Now, when the strength disappeared, I gradually found myself.

The room was collapsing into pieces.

Those warm and bloody things all began to collapse and disappeared into the depths of darkness.

Silence overwhelmed everything, like the curtain call of a drama.

[Congratulations to player Yin Changxia for winning this game, you have obtained one of the A-level player cores: (1/3)]

As the sound of the game fell, all irrelevant people began to be squeezed out, including Zong Tan, Jiang Tingyun, and Sheng Qian.

Zong Tan was the first to be recruited.

He is the most powerful, and the core is most aimed at him.

Zong Tan's face froze slightly, and he saw Yin Changxia on the ground again.He stands tall, like a cedar standing on a lonely mountain, swaying in the wind, fragile and tough.

That kind of beauty is breathtaking, like the remaining snow on a dead branch, which will melt away the unresolved stubbornness.

The more this is the case, the more I want to peel him off and see what is there.

People can't help but want to play with it, and then watch him fall in their own hands.

Zong Tan's attack was only one step away. He thought he would be angry because of Yin Changxia's interruption, but the result was unexpected.

With Jiang Tingyun's appearance like this, he probably really lost his memory.

He was more interested in Yin Changxia than taking revenge on Jiang Tingyun at this moment.

Yin Changxia suddenly noticed Zong Tan's gaze, stood below him and looked at him from a distance: "Quickly return to your right hand!"

When Zong Tan was about to be pushed out, he suddenly walked towards Yin Changxia.

Taking advantage of the last moment, Zong Tan covered his face, which was warm and soft when touched.

Zong Tan was fascinated, and didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes flickered slightly.

But the movements of his hands were completely non-stop, as if kneading dough, he rubbed Yin Changxia's face several times.

Yin Changxia felt his face was flushed red, showing a fierce look: "It's fun?"

But this kind of counterattack is too soft, right?

Zong Tan raised the corners of his lips in a rare way, and then entered into the ghost bones.

And then... a long sleep.

"Yin Changxia, don't lose to anyone except me."

Zong Tan repeated this sentence again.

It was almost a whisper that would burn one's ears.

Yin Changxia covered his ears, always feeling a little itchy in his heart: "Who is going to lose."

Except for that contemptuous smile, Zong Tan doesn't smile very much at ordinary times, he can even be called cold.

Just now... Yin Changxia really saw him smile.

When Zong Tan's figure disappeared, the inner core squeezed out Jiang Tingyun again.

Taking advantage of this short opportunity, Sheng Qian has completely turned into a ghost, leaving only black in his pupils.

No matter what, he never thought that he just wanted to take revenge, but he lost his wife and lost his army, and he couldn't even maintain the strength to swallow.

Sheng Qian attacked Yin Changxia recklessly, even if he disappeared, he would let Yin Changxia be buried with him.

The sharp nails stretched suddenly, and Yin Changxia had no time to dodge, and his arm was scratched.

Fine drops of blood seeped out.

Then... Jiang Tingyun, who was standing opposite them, suddenly looked in Yin Changxia's direction.

The spider hiding on the ground bites towards Shenggan——

Jiang Tingyun hurriedly arrived at Yin Changxia's side, like a dog that had finally found its owner, and kept sniffing the smell.

"Blood... veins... Xia family..."

How could Yin Changxia understand what he was talking about?

But Jiang Tingyun was still saying intermittently: "I found... I found..."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Jiang Tingyun has been looking for something since just now.

Since waking up, even the trajectory of his actions has been chaotic. No wonder Zong Tan would scold him, saying that he is like a dog that cannot find its owner.

Such an urgent look was the complete opposite of Jiang Tingyun's just now.

Yin Changxia's scalp was numb: "My surname is Yin, what Xia family?"

Jiang Tingyun, who was deprived of everything, couldn't hear the voice at all. He could only rely on instinct, sniffing the blood from Yin Changxia's wound over and over again.

Yin Changxia: "..."

The inner core collapsed faster, and the bell rang softly in the wind.

There are not many places to stand, and Sheng Qian has only his last breath left. The resentment around him is so strong that the naked eye can see it. He lost all reason and insisted on revenge on Yin Changxia.

When he was about to make the final blow, the white gauze on Jiang Tingyun pierced through, pulled out Sheng Qian's soul body, and tore him to pieces.

Probably because Zong Tan and Jiang Tingyun's power systems are different, Zong Tan's power is extremely violent, and most of this space will be destroyed if a will-o'-the-wisp fire burns out, but Jiang Tingyun's power is not enough.

But Jiang Tingyun can still do things that Zongtan can't...such as uncovering Shenggan's ghost.

Sheng Qian didn't even have time to react, and disappeared into the darkness.

Yin Changxia looked at this scene in shock, his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

As expected of a half-ghost king like Zong Tan.

This powerful force, the shot is simply vicious.

Jiang Tingyun just strangled him just now, and he really showed mercy.

Jiang Tingyun repeated over and over again: "Boast...boast...I..."