Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

Yin Changxia's eyelids twitched, and the sense of horror penetrated into his limbs and bones instantly, with an indescribable uneasiness.

Jiang Tingyun wanted to kill him just now!

If it wasn't for being squeezed out by the core of the game, wouldn't Jiang Tingyun have already gotten started?

Yin Changxia didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, as if he had been nailed to the ground with nails, not only his body but also his thinking became confused.

Seeing that Yin Changxia was unmoved, Jiang Tingyun repeated: "Boast...boast..."

He seemed to hear the grievance in that sentence?

Yin Changxia looked at Jiang Tingyun steadfastly. Several talisman papers on the other party's body were burnt black.

Zong Tan was merciless.

The white long veil protruding from the surroundings, like a pair of hands, replaced Jiang Tingyun who was wrapped, and slowly moved towards Yin Changxia.

He seemed to want to touch it, so he shrank back.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Jiang Tingyun felt too dangerous.

Vicious, but docile?

Yin Changxia's breathing trembled slightly, and a biting chill adhered to his skin: "Don't you want to kill me?"

Jiang Tingyun's whole body was wrapped, except for his sense of smell, he didn't have any perception ability.

He couldn't hear, touch, and lost his memory, let alone understand Yin Changxia's words.

Jiang Tingyun was just indulging in his own world, saying over and over again: "Boast...boast..."

The more times I speak, the more clearly I speak.

When Jiang Tingyun spoke before, it was just a muffled muffled voice, unable to understand the meaning at all.

Yin Changxia swallowed his saliva: "Thank you?"

Jiang Tingyun didn't hear it: "Ah..."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Yin Changxia's heart sank to the bottom, so he had to raise his hand.

His fingers were stiff, and he curled up again, not wanting to touch Jiang Tingyun at all.

He encouraged himself in his heart, if Jiang Tingyun wanted to do something, he wouldn't have saved himself just now.

How about... Try it?

Yin Changxia slightly relaxed his clenched fingers, and then lifted them in the direction of Jiang Tingyun little by little.

Jiang Tingyun was taller than him, so he could only slightly padded his feet.

Yin Changxia became ruthless, and finally touched Jiang Tingyun's head.

Then the response was a sudden lift.

Originally, he just wanted to touch Jiang Tingyun with a finger, but he took the initiative to touch Yin Changxia's entire palm.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Oh my god, what a horror!

This is the person who just wanted to strangle him?

The fragmented room was being divided bit by bit, and then Jiang Tingyun was finally expelled.

But he seemed reluctant, until the last second when he was expelled, the hand-like white gauze touched Yin Changxia's hand, and he muttered for a long time: "Xia... family..."

All the wooden sticks in the space have withered and withered, leaving only an empty field-like world.

Those large and small copper bells are like wildfires living in the sky.

Only Yin Changxia was left around, and he calmly observed the entire inner core.

The bells in the room that had not dissipated began to ring, and every time it rang, something like a firefly gathered in front of Yin Changxia.

Countless light clusters like dust particles gathered in front of Yin Changxia——

[Please accept. ]

This is the core of the game?

Yin Changxia was engrossed in watching it, and always felt that this ball of light was gorgeous and disorienting, like the universe.

He couldn't help being attracted, and stopped to admire for a minute before stretching out his hand.

As soon as the fingertips touched, a notification sounded in the ear.

[You have obtained one of the A-level player certificates, and you can complete the promotion task by collecting the cores of the three games. ]

[Currently: 1/3. ]

Before Yin Changxia could respond, the notification sounded again——

[Congratulations to player Yin Changxia for winning the ten-year longevity reward, and randomly obtaining a B-level item, please draw a number from 0-9. ]

Yin Changxia: "7."

Since it is seven fierce coffins, let's smoke this one!

The number in front of him kept jumping, and finally stopped at 7.

[Congratulations on getting the blood-stained bronze mirror (fierce), a B-level prop. ]

[Instructions for use: The blood-stained copper mirror has two purposes. First, it can illuminate people with ghosts on their bodies.[-]. Temporarily block the action of the ghost, but you need to get close to the ghost and reflect all his figure into the bronze mirror. ]

[Use count 0/5. ]

Is it a prop with a limit on the number of times?

Yin Changxia burst into tears, she really is lucky!

However, in a short period of time, he has earned ten years of longevity, which can be considered a bit of comfort.

He had already used Zheng Xuanhai's Yangshou several times, so he had to earn some back. It would be great if he could return some of it to Zheng Xuanhai.

I'm afraid we'll have to wait until we go home to talk about it.

Yangshou is so attractive, Yin Changxia is extremely eager, wanting more and more.

Yin Changxia feels that he has the desire to hoard. It would be great if he could earn a 100-year lifespan. Who wouldn't like a long life?

After all the rewards have been distributed, the surrounding space has completely changed between opening and closing eyes.

——It’s a commissary.

Zheng Xuanhai has been staying here for more than a day, his eyes are bloodshot, and he dare not fall asleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, the darkness has faded, the sky is full of rays of light outside, and the clouds are burnt and dyed orange-gold.

Even though there was still the smell of rotting corpses in the canteen, it seemed less lifeless because of the light from it.

When seeing Yin Changxia's figure appear, Zheng Xuanhai hurried forward: "Yin Changxia!"

When Yin Changxia was using Yangshou, he knew that Yin Changxia must not be dead!

There are often such phenomena in the game that the space is distorted due to too many evil spirits.

Zheng Xuanhai was not surprised by the disappearance of Yin Changxia and Jiao Xingkai, but was afraid that they would spend too much time, and when they came out, they would go straight to the seventh night.

Yin Changxia: "Have you been staying here?"

"Yeah." Zheng Xuanhai's eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for several days, "It's fine."

Zheng Xuanhai breathed a sigh of relief just now, but in the blink of an eye, he saw Jiao Xingkai in the corner, and his muscles stiffened.

After Sheng Qian's ghost disappeared, it seemed that he had absorbed Jiao Xingkai's energy, making his skin wrinkled and aging.

In this short period of time, Jiao Xingkai seemed to have suddenly become an old man.

His skin lost its luster and elasticity, his lips peeled, and his black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Xuanhai's pupils tightened, and he immediately walked towards him: "Xing Kai! This..."

Jiao Xingkai looked at his skinny fingers and guessed what happened.

But he didn't cry or make trouble, he just felt extremely tired.

Zheng Xuanhai's eyes were red, and his body was trembling slightly: "Why...why?"

Yin Changxia's voice was hoarse: "He was possessed by a ghost, it was... Sheng Qian."

Zheng Xuanhai clenched his fingers desperately, and at this moment a strong hatred for Sheng Qian broke out.

Since he was also an examiner, he thought that Sheng Qian was bitten by evil spirits and died a miserable death.

But the current Zheng Xuanhai just wanted to scold him severely to wake up his original self.

Even the slightest sympathy is superfluous, Sheng Qian is not worthy.

Damn him!

Zheng Xuanhai wished he could be hacked into pieces!

Zheng Xuanhai hurriedly supported Jiao Xingkai's body, seeing that he was struggling to breathe, a sense of powerlessness suddenly came to his heart.

Jiao Xingkai managed to recover, but when he looked up, he saw Zheng Xuanhai's face about to cry, and he couldn't help but laugh.

It was strange that he didn't feel sad, but felt a sense of relief.

Jiao Xingkai leaned his back against the wall and said in a hoarse voice: "I really...haven't breathed like this for a long time..."

He is too tired.

Since entering the game, he has been under high pressure and high strength.

His body was as heavy as a thousand-jin boulder, which gradually crushed him, making him lost in this darkness.

In the end, he chose to surrender.

There is no longer any resistance and struggle, just accept everything obediently.

Zheng Xuanhai's body trembled: "Xing Kai, I..."

Jiao Xingkai didn't know where the strength came from, and he grabbed Zheng Xuanhai's hand desperately, as if he was going to use up all his courage in his life: "Zheng Xuanhai, don't be like me, don't admit defeat, don't admit defeat, don't admit defeat!"

He said it three times in a row, and his eyes turned red.

The desire that should have died long ago was awakened by death.

Jiao Xingkai's cloudy and dull pupils burst out with light for a moment, and then dissipated more intensely.

——It was a flashback.

After saying this, Jiao Xingkai pushed Zheng Xuanhai away, his body swayed and fell to the ground, and began the longest crawl in his life.

The evening light casts a warm tone on the corridor on the first floor.

He didn't want to die in this cold, bloody canteen where someone had just died, but only wanted to find a warm place for his own death.

Zheng Xuanhai wanted to help him very much, but was stopped by Yin Changxia.

Yin Changxia shook his head at him, at least this time, let him crawl by himself.

Yes, even crawling.

Jiao Xingkai touched the warmth at the last second with his broken and skinny fingers, and then lay on the ground, bathed in those gorgeous and illusory light.

"It's a pity...it's not real sunlight, it's just a game simulation..."

He couldn't do that when those hands were strong and powerful.

When his hands were dry and old, he thought of struggling once.

Jiao Xingkai laughed silently: "Hahahaha..."

Jiao Xingkai laughed enough before looking at Zheng Xuanhai calmly.

That gaze was no longer cowardly, resentful, and self-defeating. He looked at Zheng Xuanhai firmly and slowly, and finally he did not get lost again.

"He's different from Lu Ziheng..."

"Zheng Xuanhai, keep going."

After saying this, Jiao Xingkai closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

Zheng Xuanhai's whole body was tense, and the blood in his brain was on a rampage.

He felt cold and thin.

Obviously facing the death of his friend, this moment is not only negative, but a strong desire to survive bursts out at that moment.

Somewhere in my heart seemed to be on fire, wanting to scream loudly.

"I want to live..."

"I want to live!"

He repeated it twice in a row.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Xuanhai seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and never spoke again.

Yin Changxia also accompanied him, waiting for the sunset to gradually set and the night to come again.

The last ray of light in the sky was annihilated, and was crushed by heavy dark clouds. The night turned from light to dark, engulfing everything like a giant beast.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how long I have been looking straight like this before Zheng Xuanhai pulled out of that emotion in a trance.

Zheng Xuanhai: "...Let's go."

Yin Changxia: "Stop staying with him for a while longer?"

Zheng Xuanhai shook his head.

His eyes were warm, and he almost gritted his teeth and said these words: "I... I must keep going! Can't stop!"

Yin Changxia: "..."

Yeah, can't stop.

Next, he must win the game well!

The two left the first floor, and finally arrived at the seventh floor after what seemed like a long winter.

Now it has darkened, and the wandering soul reappeared on the seventh floor.

When a piece of paper money was blown over, it accidentally touched those wandering souls, it was immediately ignited, and turned into ashes in a short while.

Those wandering souls are like white phosphorus with an extremely low ignition point.

Fortunately, it was just nightfall, and the number of wandering souls was not too high.

It took Yin Changxia and Zheng Xuanhai a lot of effort to avoid those wandering spirits.

They couldn't help being a little dignified. If they accidentally touched it, their bodies might be set on fire!

Tang Qize has been staying at 702, waiting for Xiang Sisi's corpse to change.

Although he knew that Yin Changxia was missing during the period, he always abided by the mission Yin Changxia gave him.

If not, God knows how much he would think about it!

When seeing the two of them, Tang Qize's eyes burst into ecstasy: "Oh my God, you finally came out. What happened? Why did you disappear for two days? Where's Jiao Xingkai?"

Yin Changxia said helplessly: "You suddenly have so many questions, how can I answer them?"

Tang Qize laughed twice, but still couldn't hide his joy at seeing Yin Changxia, he bargained and said, "Okay, then answer me a question for the head office, okay? Where have you been these two days?"

Yin Changxia simply explained: "I strayed into the core space of the old building and found Yang Ai's biological mother. It should be because the flow rate is different, so it was delayed for two days."

Tang Qize was dumbfounded: "You won't have taken the core of the game..."

Yin Changxia: "It should be."

Tang Qize: "!!!"

He took a breath, looked at Yin Changxia in shock, and couldn't say anything for a long time: "Do you know that the promotion task for A-level players..."

Yin Changxia nodded: "I just found out."

Tang Qize lost his breath, his lips trembled, unable to organize his words.

Zheng Xuanhai: "What shocked him was that no player could get the core of the game during the novice period."

If it wasn't for the fact that Jiao Xingkai had just died, his mood was extremely depressed, which would have been several times worse than Tang Qize's reaction.

After all, this kind of thing is beyond common sense.

Tang Qize nodded wildly.

Or Zheng Xuanhai is experienced and knows what he means.

Yin Changxia: "Then there is no way, I can get it all."

Then, there, what, what, way, method?

Do you speak Chinese!

He knew every word in this sentence, but after putting it together, Tang Qize became stupid.

Tang Qize: "You, the core of the game, do you know what it is?"

Yin Changxia became a little interested: "I already said that I am Mengxin, brothers, take me with you?"

Tang Qize: "..."

Zheng Xuanhai: "..."

Bah, who wants a younger brother like you who can turn the sky upside down!

Seeing that Tang Qize didn't even want to say anything, he fell into autism.

Zheng Xuanhai took over the conversation, and said in a low voice: "After getting three game cores, you can design the game yourself, but you need the same level of ghosts to sit in charge."

Yin Changxia's eyes widened: "Can you still design your own games?"

"Yeah...how else would A-level players be so precious?" Zheng Xuanhai shook the contents of the cigarette case, unexpectedly, there was still the last cigarette left.

He picked up the lighter and didn't take it out for a long time.

Yin Changxia: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Xuanhai squeezed tightly, threw the entire cigarette pack into the trash can, and never took out the last cigarette.

"It's nothing, let's go back to the topic just now."

Zheng Xuanhai was as calm as a mountain, and his mood seemed much calmer.

He sat on the sofa and looked at Yin Changxia with his hands crossed.

"The reason why A-level players are so powerful is because they each control a game, and can design rewards and tasks based on their own preferences."

"The game will reward A-level players with continuous feedback, including the upgrade of the load."

"The longer they become A-level players, the more powerful the core of the game they control will be. Do you know that all A-level players want to grow ghost kings?"

Hearing these two words, Yin Changxia's expression became solemn.

The load in his hand seems to be hooked to the game.

All of a sudden, it seems to be connected.

The game seems to be brewing a huge conspiracy.

——Ghost King?

There was a sudden thunder outside, tearing the gloomy sky.Silver lightning loomed in the thick clouds, and the ever-increasing rumbling sound seemed terrifying.

The thin curtains couldn't block the thunder at all, illuminating the profile faces of the three of them.

Yin Changxia: "Raised to become a ghost king?"

Zheng Xuanhai: "I'm afraid only the seven A-level players know the specifics."

Tang Qize added another sentence: "Don't have such a stiff expression, before you are promoted to A-level player, don't tell others that you have obtained the core of the game!"

Zheng Xuanhai's eyes were deep, and he also agreed with Tang Qize's point of view: "...um."

Or, you will be robbed by Homeworld players.

Or, you are being robbed of your things by homeland players.

Of course Yin Changxia understood the crime of carrying Bi.

The three of them ended this topic and stopped discussing it too much.

What happened tonight, they thought it was rotten in their stomachs.

The heavy rain has not yet fallen, and the lightning roared again, and there was a very close roar——

After listening to Yin Changxia's words, Tang Qize finally understood that Yin Changxia was also close to death, and the danger was no less than what they had experienced in the past two days.

"It's my turn." Tang Qize looked serious, "Xiang Sisi died on the fourth night, Dai Jia died on the fifth night, and now it's the sixth night."

Yin Changxia's eyes widened: "The one who died on the fifth night was... Dai Jia? Didn't he have the number plate number 03!"

Speaking of this, Tang Qize's expression turned ugly.

"Do you still remember that Qiu Ping targeted him a little on the first night?"

Yin Changxia nodded. When searching the murderer's house, he could already see the clues.

Although Qiu Ping took the number plate of 06, he was jealous of Dai Jia who was number 03.

Ever since Xiang Sisi's death, those anxieties have arisen spontaneously.

The false peace maintained within the players is also falling apart and falling apart at this moment.

Tang Qize: "I went to see Dai Jia's body, and his number plate was taken away."

Yin Changxia: "..."

His voice was hoarse, and remembering that Tang Qize had asked for a number plate for Dai Jia before, he subconsciously felt that Tang Qize and Dai Jia had a very good relationship: "Sorry, I didn't expect to be involved in the core of the old building, and the flow of time would be different from outside."

Tang Qize was extremely helpless, he and Dai Jia also met in the game, so it's better to get along with Yin Changxia more.

"What are you apologizing for! I'm more worried about you during this period of time. I'm so anxious that I'm going to get angry. Look at this pimple on my lip!"

Yin Changxia was amused by him: "Hahahaha acne is too real."

Thinking about Jiao Xingkai, Yin Changxia asked again: "Have you found your internal response?"

Tang Qize sighed and shook his head.

Yin Changxia: "Then... what has Ran Xue been doing these days?"

Tang Qize was slightly startled: "Her? She has always been very rational, and nothing happened. "

Yin Changxia: "That's good."

It's fine if nothing goes wrong.

Tang Qize didn't understand Yin Changxia's meaning for a while, and jokingly said: "Could it be that you are still worried that Ran Xue is responding internally? She has a good relationship with Xiang Sisi, and she came all the way here. How could she do anything to Xiang Sisi?"

Yin Changxia didn't speak, but his expression was serious.

Tang Qize: "..."

Are you kidding me?

Tang Qize stammered and said, "If you doubt that fool Qiu Ping, you can't doubt Ran Xue either!"

Yin Changxia: "Do you still remember... At the very beginning, Ran Xue once said, 'So what if you inherit? The benefits come with risks, and all the things you carry are evil things, and it is extremely easy to be backlashed.'"

Tang Qize: "..."

It's so dangerous these days, how can he remember these details?

Yin Changxia: "She is a newcomer with us. You have been collecting and paying attention to your elder brother's daily words because of your elder brother and wanting to enter the game. But what about Ran Xue? Does she have anyone related to tell her this?"

Tang Qize immediately reacted: "You mean that Ran Xue and Jiao Xingkai in the real world..."

Zheng Xuanhai frowned, and said in disgust: "It's a Jackdaw!"

Tang Qize: "?"

Only then did Zheng Xuanhai realize that his tone was too aggressive, and quickly pressed his temple: "Some game organizations will search for potential newcomers in the real world, and deliberately arrange for them to be evil, so as to enter the game."

Tang Qize: "So... mean?"

Zheng Xuanhai whitened his hands: "Casting the net everywhere, you can always hit one, even if you get someone with a load, it is considered a profit for them. They did it once four years ago."

After these words, there was a long silence.

Not only the law of the homeland is the law of the jungle, but also the organizations that rely on the homeland.

In order to monopolize newcomers who have loads, they will do everything possible.

Loading is everything.

Rao is an experienced player, but he is still obsessed with carrying objects, and many cults are born because of this.

About the only ones who can be compared with Zaiwu are the seven A-level players in the homeland.

People are all Mu Qiang, and this is what Homeworld players have done to the extreme.

The thunder light flickered again, and the rumbling sound pierced the eardrums, but the rain did not see it falling down for a long time.The sky is getting darker, and you can't see your fingers, making it extremely easy to get lost in it.

four years ago?

It reminded him of the time when he broke up with Zhou Ying.

Yin Changxia was not in a good mood, and what he saw and heard seemed to have infected his emotions.

"Speaking of which, have you found any other clues outside?"

Tang Qize became depressed: "It's because I haven't found it that I'm so anxious. If the sixth night is over and the murderer hasn't been identified yet, then..."

The game mission will fail.

Yin Changxia understood what Tang Qize meant.

Yin Changxia: "It's 07:30 now, four and a half hours before the end of the sixth night, and we still have one last place to check."

Tang Qize's heart beat faster: "You mean... Uncle Qin?"

Yin Changxia nodded.

Tang Qize said with difficulty: "But...every time we go in, we are stopped..."

Yin Changxia: "I accidentally entered the core of the old building and saw some memories about Yang Ai's biological mother. The person she gave birth to out of wedlock was her high school teacher, and this person... changed his name."

Tang Qize finally understood the reason for Yin Changxia's persistence, and immediately realized: "So if we can find everything before the name change, it means that Uncle Qin is probably the murderer?"

Yin Changxia emphasized: "It will be the murderer 30 years later."

Tang Qize: "...It is indeed worth the risk."

The end of the sixth night, there is only one chance to answer!

You can't rely on guesswork, you must have enough evidence!

If you can't answer the murderer correctly, you won't even be able to participate in the Soul Resurrection Night of the Seventh Night Killer, let alone clear the game.

They must answer with precision and care.

Tang Qize thought about it, and the blood in his heart was on fire.

"Go, go, do it!"

Yin Changxia smiled, and soon reached a consensus with Tang Qize.

Zheng Xuanhai remained silent the entire time, not even intervening in the conversation between the two of them just now.

Yin Changxia knew that he was sad: "You just stay here and wait for our news?"

Zheng Xuanhai: "...No!"

He has already thought clearly, he has to act, and he doesn't want to be so passive anymore.

Jiao Xingkai's death gave him the shock of all his previous actions.

Yin Changxia said softly, "Okay."

The clouds outside are getting thicker and thicker, absorbing enough water, and there will be a downpour at any time.

The clouds are getting lower and lower, making the space oppressive.

The air has become more humid, and mold has proliferated in the building, feeding on it and thriving.

Yin Changxia opened the door cautiously, and found that the number of wandering spirits outside had increased.

Originally there were only four or five, but now they have at least doubled.

The gate leading to the seventh night is really extremely dangerous.

Before Yin Changxia left, he turned his attention to the corpse inside.

Since the night of Xiang Sisi's death, the temperature in the old building has become lower and lower, not like summer temperature at all.

Xiang Sisi was used corpse oil, and there was no rotten smell.

Yin Changxia: "Did she successfully transform into a dead body?"

Tang Qize shook his head: "At first I had some expectations, but the corpses of the Ghost Banquet changed very quickly, but now it's been two days for Xiang Sisi, and it's still the same."

Yin Changxia: "...Maybe it's because there is too little corpse oil."

Tang Qize hummed muffledly.

But whatever the outcome, at least they did their best.

Several people turned off the lights, walked out of the house cautiously, and were about to walk towards the first floor.

However, what a few people didn't see was that the corpse wrapped in sheets in the room suddenly trembled.

Then the trembling became bigger and bigger, and the bed sheet became more and more bulging.

A hand suddenly protruded from the inside, with bulging veins on it, and even the nails had turned black, becoming sharp and aggressive.

Her legs were very stiff, but she slowly sat up from the bed, trying to struggle to walk.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure slipped to 702.

Ke Yu'an wanted to take advantage of the night to come over and ask Tang Qize, did Yin Changxia find it?

He was very worried for a while. After all, it was the sixth day. If he couldn't find it again, it would mean that Yin Changxia would never be able to pass the level.

However, Ke Yu'an finally came in and saw this scene.

"Ahhh-"

Help!Scared to death!

Xiang Sisi: "..."

The first person to be intimidated was not the enemy, but his companions.

Happy to mention a blood.

—

The three had already reached the corridor, but they heard screams from behind.

Tang Qize: "Wo Cao, it's too miserable!"

Yin Changxia rubbed the goosebumps on his body: "It seems to be Ke Yu'an's voice, I don't know what I saw, I was so scared."

The last four hours of the sixth night were indeed extremely dangerous.

The cry made the expressions of the three of them more serious, and they kept fantasizing about some extremely terrifying scenes, praying that Ke Yu'an would be fine.

Yin Changxia put his trembling hands on Tang Qize's shoulder: "We must be more rigorous in our actions."

Tang Qize nodded deeply: "You are right."

Zheng Xuanhai: "..."

The night was as thick as ink, and there was no light at all.

After the core disappeared, the old building looked even more dilapidated, like a dying old man who was about to die.

The ground was full of plastic bags and discarded newspapers, and there were piles of disgusting-smelling kitchen waste in the corners. Rats creaked in the corners, and the black pupils as big as peas seemed to be infected with venom.

Yin Changxia really wanted to know where Jiang Tingyun had gone, but now he couldn't care about anything else, so he had to find out the last clue first.

The closer it gets to midnight, the more wandering spirits get up.

A mouse in the corridor accidentally ran into the wandering soul, and immediately alarmed all the wandering souls patrolling like NPCs in the corridor.

Though insane, it is extremely flammable.

"Rush to the first floor in one breath! Hesitation makes it easy to get tricked!"

Yin Changxia lowered his voice, "Be careful, you must not touch those monsters!"

Tang Qize and Zheng Xuanhai nodded solemnly. After seeing this scene, who would dare to be careless?

It is probably because the core of the game has been obtained by someone, and the ghosts are scattered like this when they lose the working things.

Even so, it can't stop their determination to move forward.

The target is Uncle Qin's house!

The three of them moved quickly, wanting to rush over as fast as possible.

However, as soon as they bypassed a wandering soul, they realized that it was useless at all.

Because there are already wandering spirits blocking the only exit, standing there like gatekeepers.

The short distance of more than ten meters seemed extremely far away.

We have to find a way to lure these things away!

Yin Changxia saw the rats clearly again in a daze: "Catch a few and let them lure away the wandering souls first!"

Tang Qize walked over quickly, ignoring his nausea, he dug out several of them from the trash, and grabbed them in his hands.

The three of them tried again and rushed forward.

The cooperation between them was very tacit, when encountering a wandering soul that could not be avoided, Tang Qize threw out a mouse.

When the mouse touched the wandering soul, several wandering souls seemed to be triggered, and suddenly gathered towards the place where the sound was made.

squeak-

In the silent darkness, the mouse roared, and then the three of them saw that its body was also set on fire, and burned to ashes in the shortest possible time.

Yin Changxia: "..."

I couldn't help being scared, but I didn't dare to stop.

Three meters...two meters...one meter...

Getting closer!

When they were about to arrive, Tang Qize deliberately threw a mouse, trying to distract the wandering soul guarding the stairs.

It's useless!

He was different from other wandering spirits, he glanced at them coldly, as if possessing sanity.

Yin Changxia immediately sensed that something was wrong, and quickly shouted: "Hide quickly!"

But in the end it was a beat too late, the fire on Youhun's body had already reached Tang Qize's pants.

Tang Qize stared straight, the fire burned over very quickly, instantly igniting Tang Qize's pants.This fire is also different from other fires, it is extremely fast!

Yin Changxia: "Take off your pants!"

Tang Qize was trembling with fright, his hands were shaking unbearably.

The two hurriedly pulled him to the corner, but when they were dragging, the ground seemed to be on fire.

Seeing that it was too late, Zheng Xuanhai violently pulled Tang Qize's pants, and only heard a ripping sound, they were all pulled off.

Tang Qize: "..."

shame.

He didn't dare to look at his miserable appearance at all, and got up from the ground.

When the wandering soul was about to attack the three of them, they dispersed immediately. After standing very close behind the wandering soul, Yin Changxia took out the B-level item he had just obtained - the blood-stained bronze mirror.

The whole figure was reflected in the bronze mirror, and the wandering soul was fixed in place.

Yin Changxia shouted: "Enter the corridor!"

Several people no longer hesitated, and immediately ran in.

They didn't gasp until they confirmed that the wandering soul hadn't caught up.

It’s too thrilling!

Tang Qize leaned his back against the wall, covered in cold sweat: "What kind of prop is that suddenly enlarged bronze mirror?"

Yin Changxia was so tired that he was out of breath: "The B-level props I just got can stop low-level ghosts, but they can only be used when they shine on his whole body."

Tang Qize: "Wo Cao's B-level props, did you just leave it there?"

Yin Changxia: "That has to be taken back by life."

Tang Qize thought about it, and it was true.

It's a pity!

My heart is bleeding!

The three of them did not dare to stay, for fear that there would be more ghosts as it got to midnight.

The first floor has appeared in front of the eyes, and it will arrive soon.

Tang Qize was shy, it was extremely miserable not to have any pants, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

Tang Qize: "Brothers, do you have any extra pants..."

Yin Changxia: "How is it possible? It doesn't matter, as long as you are not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed is someone else."

Tang Qize: "..."

He lowered his head even more, and followed them in the dark.

Zong Tan, who had slept for a while, finally woke up: [Tsk, it's obstructive. ]

Yin Changxia: [Hahahahahaha. ]

If Tang Qize knew that Zong Tan arranged him like this, he didn't know whether he would cry or be afraid.

Yin Changxia: [Are you finally awake? ]

Zong Tan frowned, somewhat disgusted: [Don't move your eyes that way. ]

Yin Changxia: [Okay, I won’t watch it. ]

Zong Tan may have been dead for a long time, and I always feel that he is arrogant, rebellious and conservative in some aspects.

After coaxing people, Yin Changxia asked curiously: [What happened to you and Jiang Tingyun? ]

Zong Tan: […]

He didn't want to answer, but smiled strangely, speaking in a light tone: [The more you know, the faster you die, I hope you live longer. ]

Yin Changxia groaned, don't think he didn't understand this.

I just don't want to say it.

Yin Changxia didn't continue to ask, but secretly complained: [Jiang Tingyun feels a little stupid. ]

Zong Tan: […]

If that guy was said to be stupid when he was alive, I'm afraid everyone would be so scared that their jaws would drop.

Not only is he not stupid, but he is also very smart.

Jiang Tingyun was persistent in what he believed, even at all costs.

Just like... the Xia family.

Zong Tan was full of disdain: [He?Some wolves think that wearing sheep's clothing will make them behave better. ]

It is rare to hear evaluations of others from Zong Tan's mouth!

Yin Changxia added one more sentence: [What about me? ]

Zong Tan was lazy and undisciplined: [Some little lambs feel that if they act harder, they will feel that others will be afraid. ]

Yin Changxia: […]

Who is the little lamb?

Yin Changxia was a little unconvinced, and in a blink of an eye, he remembered that Zong Tan had been dead for many years: [Yes, yes, yes, my wife is old and qualified, so I dare not be cruel in front of you. ]

Zong Tan was not angry, but chuckled lightly, and even Jiang Tingyun's irritability of waking up gradually dissipated.

Although take advantage of verbal advantage.

Yin Changxia and Zheng Xuanhai in front suddenly stopped and did not move on.

Tang Qize asked curiously: "Why don't you continue walking?"

Yin Changxia frowned: "I always feel that something is staring at me."

That feeling is all too familiar.

Is it Jiang Tingyun?

Tang Qize: "It must be because we have encountered too many dangers. We are so nervous that we are all in danger."

Yin Chang