Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

They have been chased and beaten by the ghost of a murderer, but have they ever seen a murderer confess their love?

Tang Qize felt that he was hallucinating, and kept rubbing his eyes, but until the end of his eyes were red, the murderer was still cowering in the corner.

Tang Qize: "..."

It took him a lot of mental construction to understand that this is true!

Mom!

Tang Qize's face turned pale with shock: "Wo Cao, he was really frightened by something!"

Everyone: "..."

Tang Qize remembered again, what 'Yin Changxia' said just now - the upper body of the ghost can only be successful if it disturbs that person's mind.

He quickly put on a calm look, afraid that the killer would target him.

"The murderer seems a bit..." Zheng Xuanhai frowned, carefully using his own words, "A bit embarrassing?"

No matter how careful the wording is, just the word deflated is already terrifying, okay?

The murderer is already dead, it is simply unheard of and impossible to scare a boss who is a soul body like this!

This TM can be recorded in the history books of the game.

Everyone was shocked to the extreme, and began to be confused again.

What happened in the end?

The only difference is Yin Changxia's strange behavior just now.

Everyone turned their attention to Yin Changxia. If something went wrong, what should we do?

In the gloomy night, except for the sound of the wind, only the heavy panting of the crowd remained.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the air was full of stench. It seemed that the smell of earth, the smell of rotting corpses, and the smell of garbage dumps were mixed together, rushing straight from the nose into the lungs.

After 15 minutes, Yin Changxia regained his body.

He slandered secretly, then turned around slowly, only to see the nervous and bewildered faces of the crowd.

Yin Changxia: "..."

Is it the residual power left by Zong Tan?

Yin Changxia stood up from the ground and moved closer to the center of the light source.

This kind of action caused a high degree of tension among several people, and the sound of gasping one after another, the quieter the place, the clearer it was.

The corner of Yin Changxia's mouth twitched twice: [Look, wife, you are really scary. ]

Zong Tan: [Scared you? ]

Yin Changxia: [Ah...not really. ]

Zong Tan didn't care: [The other people, it's none of my business? ]

Yin Changxia: […]

Well, much like this madman's style.

This matter has to be fooled away, if it is pursued, it will be too easy to expose.

Yin Changxia learned from the pain and put on a tear mask: "Okay, I won't pretend anymore, in fact, I just used Zaiwu."

Everyone: "..."

Seeing that they still didn't believe it for a while, Yin Changxia sat on the ground again, with a look of exhaling less air and more intake: "I didn't take out the load before, but it was actually because my load would have a strong backlash." Consequences, you...don't blame me, right?"

Everyone was in a trance for a while. If this was the case, they would only be grateful, so how could they blame him?

Yin Changxia is a patient himself.

Tang Qize was still nervous: "Yin, Yin Changxia, is that you?"

Yin Changxia was expressionless: "Zeze, do you still borrow the pants?"

A mouthful of old blood choked in Tang Qize's throat.

Zheng Xuanhai said cautiously: "You were really abnormal just now..."

Yin Changxia: "The sandals have finally been replaced with a pair of good quality ones?"

Zheng Xuanhai immediately had a myocardial infarction.

This must be Yin Changxia!

Tang Qize and Zheng Xuanhai were thinking at the same time.

Only then did they relax their bodies, and found that they were too tense just now, and their muscles felt a little sore.

The pouring rain washed away the sweltering heat, and the coolness came to the face.

The room temperature was extremely low, as if the blood was about to be frozen, and the brain became clear at this moment.

Tang Qize complained: "Stop lifting my pants."

Zheng Xuanhai was in pain: "Can the stalk of sandals pass?"

Yin Changxia smiled so much that he showed his small canine teeth, like a prostitute patient: "I will definitely next time."

Two people: "..."

However, the two breathed a sigh of relief after all, feeling a sense of relief.

If Yin Changxia was caught by a ghost, the consequences would be disastrous.

Of the people present, probably only Ji Jintang and Zheng Xuanhai could resist one or two.

But do these two dare to resist?

The fear of fear, the distress of distress.

Thinking of this, they became even more frightened, they would not be so nervous about being possessed by ghosts, only Yin Changxia!

Yin Changxia moved closer to the candle's halo, wanting to save more energy at this time.

His complexion was pale and ugly, and his energy was exhausted. After being taken away by Zong Tan for 15 minutes, his eyelids were so tired that he wanted to pass out.

Yin Changxia muttered inwardly: [Wife, have you sucked my energy? Why am I so tired...]

Zong Tan didn't reply.

Yin Changxia remembered Zong Tan's words just now.

——The upper body of the ghost must make that person flustered in order to succeed?

Yin Changxia finally understood why the killer chose him as his target.

Zhao Yufei's words just now made him unconsciously think of Yangling's physique, and then his mind was disturbed for a while, allowing the murderer to take advantage of the loophole.

This time, Zong Tan should indeed be thanked.

Yin Changxia said quickly: [Thank you. ]

Zong Tan: […]

Yin Changxia, who doesn't talk nonsense, is actually a little cute?

Yin Changxia: [Why did you suddenly help me? ]

Zong Tan was in a better mood, and finally replied: "My right hand is inside your body, and this body is also mine. I haven't got it yet, so why would he dare?" ]

Yin Changxia was silent for a long time, feeling for this.

He really wanted to say—wife, we can't compare like this.

After thinking about it, he swallowed the words again.

Yin Changxia: [Then why can you suddenly control my body? ]

Zong Tan: [Look at your right hand. ]

Yin Changxia lowered his head, two fingers had already been dyed black.

This is evidence that he borrowed Zong Tan's power twice.

Zong Tan didn't hide it, anyway, with Yin Changxia's intelligence, he would guess it sooner or later.

He said meaningfully: [Two fingers have been dyed black, guess what will happen after five fingers are dyed black? ]

Yin Changxia knew it was not that simple!

Although he was on guard and didn't dare to use it too much, he didn't expect it to be like this.

Yin Changxia began to cheat: [I don't guess! ]

He has already learned to be smart and knows how to play Tai Chi with Zong Tan.

If such a lunatic confronts him head-on, both sides will suffer.

Sure enough, Zong Tan laughed viciously: [This is not going to work, I have to tell you. ]

Yin Changxia curled his lips, and sometimes found that this lunatic also has a childish heart, what you don't like, he just does it this way.

Then... Yin Changxia deceived him into giving valid information.

Yin Changxia: […] Damn, I feel like a little liar.

[Every time I use my right hand, the ghost power of the ghost bone will spread to the whole body, the more times, the greater the spread, and the time I can occupy the body...] Zong Tan narrowed his eyes, [there will be more. ]

Yin Changxia was not that angry.

Although Zong Tan plotted against him, if he hadn't borrowed the ghost power of his right hand twice before, Zong Tan would have been unable to save him.

There are many mistakes, one link after another.

Yin Changxia suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the murderer in the dark corner. He still wanted to break through the barrier formed by the candles.

But when Yin Changxia turned his eyes on him, the murderer flinched subconsciously.

Yin Changxia: "..."

It's him who flinches!

The murderer lost Uncle Qin's body, revealing his original appearance.

The facial features on his face were bloody and bloody, his bloodshot eyes protruded outwards, and even the eyelids were rotten.

Half of the bones at the corner of the mouth were exposed, and the lips had been cut off, creating an extremely incongruous sense of horror.

It looked even scarier.

Yin Changxia trembled several times, and his face also turned pale.

Zong Tan sneered and said, "I am much more vicious than those ants, you are not even afraid of me, why are you afraid of those things?" ]

Yin Changxia: […]

Makes sense?

When Yin Changxia looked at the murderer again, he re-imagined according to Zong Tan's face, and then hiccupped in an instant: "Hi, I... I'm still afraid."

More scary than just looking at a killer.

How could Tang Qize know that Yin Changxia's brain circuit was so strange?

"Why did you hiccup suddenly? Take a deep breath!"

Yin Changxia had a bitter face: "I... hiccup, I suddenly thought that the murderer could not stop hiccupping after imagining Zong Tan's face."

As a result, Tang Qize hiccuped as if infected.

"Oh my god, hiccup, don't scare me."

This is the shadow of his midnight dream!

Tang Qize stubbornly looked at the murderer in the corner. If he really imagined it that way, the murderer is no big deal.

Killer horror level -1-1.

murderer:"……"

I always feel like I'm being scorned.

As time passed, the candle continued to burn.

The beating candlelight gives people a warm illusion.

The ghost of the murderer had disappeared into the thick night, the rain was pouring like a basin, and the raindrops formed a thick needle, pattering against the old wall of the Tongzilou.

The murderer didn't dare to show up easily again. Hiding in the dark, he revealed a pair of eyes and carefully observed the people in the spiritual room.

Danger is everywhere, and I dare not relax completely.

Everyone gathered together, and had to get closer to the aperture, like a bunch of hypothermic people trying to keep warm.

They checked the time again——

[01:53:14. ]

Two hours left.

However, the second candle has been burning for a while, and they cannot last the last 7 minutes.

This anxiety gradually deepened as time passed.

Yin Changxia and Ji Jintang's spirits were not very good, so they were especially careful, observing their surroundings carefully, so that they could regain their energy as soon as possible.

Time keeps passing, and I can't figure out how long it has been.

The first to break the confrontation is the killer!

The wandering souls around the candle surged, and those strange tall figures seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil, and they kept wandering in the spiritual room.

"The murderer actually used Zhao Yufei's body to attract wandering spirits!"

"shit……"

The wandering souls kept hitting the light circle, trying to swallow the safe zone created by the candle with their crazy self-destruct behavior.

The candle that exists as the key to clear the level is very powerful, even with the help of wandering spirits, those evil things can't get in at all.

Yin Changxia's heart was pounding, wondering if he could live in peace.

Tang Qize: "Yin Changxia, look at the candle."

Yin Changxia looked over suspiciously, only to see that the candle was burning faster.

The candle, which was supposed to last for an hour, was almost burnt out in 10 minutes.

The candlelight shook violently, like a group of demons dancing wildly, and the candlelight became crooked and unstable.

Yin Changxia shouted in a low voice: "It's those wandering souls!"

They can use ghosts to light candles, and killers can use ghosts to make candles burn faster.

What a double-edged sword!

Just know that the game will not take sides.

Tang Qize asked in fear: "Then what should we do now...?"

Yin Changxia's face was bloodless, and the problem became serious and difficult. Even if he wanted to fight back, he became restrained because of the small number of candles.

Yin Changxia had no choice but to light the last candle.

[01:23:10. ]

dong dong dong-

The heartbeat became disorganized, and everyone's faces were ugly.

If a candle can only last for four or ten minutes, how many can survive the last time?

Once there is an association, there will be endless fear and darkness, like stepping into the abyss of thinking.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside.

The rainwater has soaked in, the concrete floor is wet, and there will be such a sound of treading water when running.

"My God, there are too many wandering souls on the first floor!"

It was Ke Yu'an's voice! ?

Yin Changxia stood up suddenly, the murderer was inside, there must be ghosts outside, right?

The murderer also heard it, and his eyes showed greed, wanting to eat Ke Yu'an like Zhao Yufei.

He rushed towards the door immediately, but Yin Changxia was faster than him, grabbed the candle on the ground, and directly blocked the door.

Do not enter the place illuminated by the aperture.

It's just that the candle was pulled up so suddenly that Zhou Ying, who was outside, was almost attacked by a wandering spirit. The corner of his clothes also burned, and the clothes were torn in half immediately.

The flames shot up in an instant, burning the half of the clothes to ashes.

Yin Changxia shouted: "Ke Yu'an, quickly enter the spiritual room!"

His voice spread out, causing Ke Yu'an, who was running, to stop: "Boss?"

Yin Changxia: "It's me, the real thing, don't delay!"

Ke Yu'an opened the door of the spiritual room, and when he saw the murderer in the corner, his whole body froze with fright.

"he……"

Yin Changxia was afraid of another accident, so he immediately dragged Ke Yu'an in.

Ke Yuan felt lingering fear, and said to Yin Changxia incoherently: "I... No, hey, what I want to say is, I saw a prop in the corridor, did you drop it?"

props...

Could it be the blood-stained bronze mirror! ?

Yin Changxia showed joy, and took the things Ke Yuan handed over.

It was probably because the killer made all the wandering souls attack them just now, so the blood-stained bronze mirror left in the corridor was picked up by Ke Yu'an.

Ke Yu'an really helped a lot!

Yin Changxia then placed the candle near the corner, so that the only opening in the aperture would be two sides, and it would be easier to keep it.

Yin Changxia stood the blood-stained bronze mirror in front of the aperture, and all wandering souls approaching were quickly frozen.

Wandering Soul, who was unable to deal with it just now, finally has the means to deal with it at this moment.

The killer's arrogant expression suddenly froze.

What followed was endless anger. Why did things that were originally smooth become like this when they met Yin Changxia.

After being safe for the time being, Ke Yu'an finally said: "Sister Ran Xue and I..."

Tang Qize: "Since when did you call her sister!?"

Ke Yu'an shouted slowly: "Don't make noise, listen to me."

He quickly reported to Yin Changxia the reason for his late arrival: "Sister Ran Xue and I found Li Ruimin!"

Yin Changxia's eyes lit up, and good news came one after another.

Yin Changxia: "What about Ran Xue?"

Ke Yu'an: "It's still outside! Thanks to you who lured away the wandering soul, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to bring Li Ruimin down."

Yin Changxia was helpless.

This is the work of a murderer.

He was too focused on this, making the players in the spiritual room a target, but he relaxed his vigilance towards the remaining two players on the seventh floor.

After Yin Changxia finished listening, he looked at Ke Yu'an with burning eyes.

Ke Yu'an suddenly felt a little nervous: "What's wrong?"

Yin Changxia: "The ghost banquet is the sign that you picked up the psychic copper coin, and it is also the seal that you destroyed the ancestral hall."

Ke Yu'an was a little confused: "That's right."

Yin Changxia: "This time you brought Li Ruimin down again."

Ke Yu'an nodded, that's right.

Yin Changxia sincerely admired: "You are so lucky!"

Ke Yu'an touched the back of his head, if Yin Changxia hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't have realized it.

Ke Yu'an: "Dare to pick up the leaks and discover the details?"

Yin Changxia suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter.

Tang Qize on the side was even more exaggerated: "Hahahahahahaha!"

Ke Yu'an suddenly saw the candle in the corner, and said slowly: "Sister Ran Xue and I seem to have it too, and the answer was told to me by sister Ran Xue, what a coincidence."

Also, also?

If it wasn't for Ke Yu'an not knowing the function of the candle, they all thought it was Versailles speaking.

Zhou Ying felt a little depressed. Ke Yu'an, who used to hug his thighs behind her in the past, got candles, but he didn't.

Yin Changxia's eyes brightened: "Okay, okay, there is no unparalleled road!"

But Ran Xue is too strong, right?

The three of them struggled to find out the context of the story.

Ran Xue was always alone, but she guessed all the murderers and got the evidence?

No wonder she was always missing during that time!

So much so that everyone suspected that she was an insider.

Yin Changxia couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, feeling very sad and happy. He was forced to a desperate situation just now, and now all the advantages are back.

The two extra candles became not only life-saving straws, but they also had great magical effects.

The mood was even more joyful. After Ke Yu'an handed the candle to Yin Changxia, Yin Changxia squeezed the candle tightly: "I kind of want to..."

Ji Jintang finally replenished his energy, and once again survived the fierce confrontation between the two personalities.

He leaned against the wall a little weakly: "Ah Qi, do you want to fight back?"

Zhou Ying: "?"

Tang Qize and Zheng Xuanhai also laughed helplessly: "Yin Changxia, I know you are not reconciled."

Zhou Ying: "?"

Ke Yu'an: "Is the boss going to start hunting the killer?"

Zhou Ying: "..."

Why is he the only one in the world who doesn't know what Yin Changxia wants to do!

Zhou Ying was in a panic, Ji Jintang just let it go, he didn't expect that he had known Yin Changxia for so long, and he was not as good as Tang Qize and the others.

This realization made his complexion change slightly, and he couldn't help pinching his hands white.

Their tacit understanding, like a soft knife, pierced his heart.

Yin Changxia lit the candle in his hand, one was left in the spiritual room as a halo to protect everyone; the other was taken by Yin Changxia, and he wanted to take the risk to get back the MP3.

With the gathering of players, the long-standing shadows are about to be gradually stripped away, and even breathing becomes smoother.

The darkness, as thick as ink, also seemed to become a little lighter.

Yin Changxia: "I remember that the canteen sells loudspeakers, who can get them?"

Zheng Xuanhai: "Very important?"

Yin Changxia made no secret of it: "It's important."

Zheng Xuanhai: "I'll go."

Jiao Xingkai's death touched him so much that Zheng Xuanhai didn't want to shrink back into his shell anymore.

Several people began to divide and cooperate, their expressions were full of eagerness to try.

Zheng Xuanhai looked outside, and under Xiang Sisi's cover, he plunged headlong into the darkness.

The goal is the commissary!

The killer quickly noticed this side, although he didn't know what Zheng Xuanhai was going to do, the soul immediately followed.

Yin Changxia immediately pulled out the dagger, and under the reflection of the candlelight, the blade shone brightly.

The murderer's pupils constricted, the lesson just now made him dare not move forward easily.

The sequelae just now.

He was afraid of Yin Changxia.

Such shrinking made the murderer's reaction slow for a second, Yin Changxia also seized the opportunity, grabbed the dagger and started to fight back.

The dagger only has damage to the soul body. Before the murderer hid in Uncle Qin's body, the dagger's effect was greatly suppressed, but at this moment, it is simply the right time, place and people.

The murderer was scratched by a knife, and suddenly retracted into the darkness in pain, scanning the crowd with resentment.

But when he glanced at Yin Changxia, he didn't even dare to complain.

Just let go of your eyes.

Yin Changxia: "..."

He silently said to Zong Tan in his heart: [Wife, look at how good you are, there must be more games in the next few games to scare people... Oh no, scare ghosts! ]

Zong Tan ignored him.

Yin Changxia let out a muffled laugh, knowing that the murderer angered Zong Tan because of the behavior of the upper body of the ghost.

If the killers don't die, I'm afraid they won't get such a big advantage.

Yin Changxia laughed limply: "Don't you want my body?"

murderer:"……"

He no longer dared to have such thoughts, and felt that Yin Changxia was like a demon.

The killer gave up the idea of ​​continuing to hunt players, and ran towards Uncle Qin instead.

The strong resentment was carried away, and suddenly penetrated into the old and thin body.

Uncle Qin is blind and deaf, with only one left eye and one right ear left, but it's better than being beaten!

The body trembled several times, its muscles twitched non-stop, and finally slowly opened its eyes.

The blood-red eyes glanced over greedily, full of malice.

The killer regained his chainsaw and finally regained some confidence.

He licked his dry lips, as long as he waited until the seventh night, he would no longer have to be afraid of anyone!

As time passed, the murderer's resentment became more intense.The tongue on the chainsaw had covered that arm, as if relying on flesh and blood for reproduction.

Wherever the tongue touched, even the hard brick walls began to become brittle.

Everyone began to deal with the murderer carefully.

But the murderer learned to be smart and hit the weakest ones.

Yin Changxia shouted: "Ke Yu'an, enter the spiritual room!"

Ke Yu'an hurriedly stepped in, and his body was almost stained with the cursed thing.

Tang Qize suddenly asked: "You said... What will happen if you get the chainsaw contaminated?"

Yin Changxia: "Those tongues can only grow by relying on flesh and blood. It should really want more petri dishes."

Tang Qize's voice became hoarse: "Isn't this just like a virus?"

"So, don't fight recklessly. Since the game has given us candles, it is for the diversity of attack methods."

Yin Changxia reminded everyone, "If you can't fight, just hide, and come out to fight after you have enough rest. Who stipulated that the boss must be solved in one go?"

Tang Qize: "..."

So cloudy!

It's just to deal with the boss, this trick is so cool!

They jumped out of the circle of light again, concentrating their firepower to temporarily suppress the killer.

In fact, a murderer is not terrible, what is terrible is that the cursed object in his hand cannot be touched by a living person.

Under the cover of everyone, Yin Changxia finally got the MP3.

The murderer's eyes were bloodshot. Even though the vision of this body was affected, after such a long time, he finally got used to listening with his ears.

In such a silent space, the sound of footsteps cannot be completely covered up no matter how lightly they are played.

The killer aimed at the source of the sound, and the chainsaw slashed hard.

The weapon in Zhou Ying's hand immediately broke into two pieces. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and hid in the candle's light circle again.

He looked over there, and the weapon that had touched the chainsaw just now had begun to grow a tongue.

Zhou Ying was dripping with cold sweat. If he was a step slower, maybe it was his hand that had the tongue!

The murderer's attack became fiercer, and Tang Qize was almost unable to resist.

The wandering souls inside the soul chamber had already gnawed away Zhao Yufei's body, turning it into a pile of skeletons.

Without any attraction, they floated out of the spiritual room one after another and came to the corridor.

After all, only a few of the blood-stained copper mirrors were fixed, and most of them were still outside.The closer to midnight, the more ferocious the ghosts, even wandering spirits.

They don't have the fear of Yin Changxia like the killers, they just attack the living things they touch indiscriminately.

When countless wandering souls attacked Yin Changxia, Zheng Xuanhai just returned here.

Zheng Xuanhai: "Yin Changxia, continue!"

Catch up!

Yin Changxia tightened the loudspeaker, then turned the volume to the maximum, and the Buddhist scriptures in the MP3 began to resound in the corridor.

The sound was so loud that it almost shook the corridor.

The murderer's eardrums were tingling, and he was pushed back step by step by this wave of sound.

The killer covered his remaining ear with his right hand. If he lost his hearing, he couldn't find a suitable body to ghost his upper body, and the chainsaw could no longer be used without flesh and blood.

Anger surged up, hitting like a torrential wave, about to overwhelm the remaining reason.

These Buddhist scriptures again!

He couldn't completely destroy it just now, it was all because of the new corpse monster!

If it wasn't for her protection, I would have crushed the MP3 with one foot.

The murderer knelt on the ground and began to whine in pain: "Woo..."

After running around all night, the players finally gained the upper hand!

They didn't give the killer a chance to breathe, and threatened to destroy his remaining sight and hearing.

Yin Changxia had joined Zheng Xuanhai, and hurriedly asked before attacking: "Will there be punishment for the examiner's mission failure?"

Zheng Xuanhai: "...Yes, but if the dungeon reward can be settled, it will be deducted."

Yin Changxia's eyelids twitched: "Isn't that a waste of work?"

Zheng Xuanhai lowered his eyes: "That can't be helped."

It's not bad to be able to survive, so why worry about so much?

Zheng Xuanhai was immersed in his own thoughts, and suddenly heard Yin Changxia yelled in a low voice: "This is not possible."

Zheng Xuanhai: "...?"

Yin Changxia showed a smile: "I don't like doing white jobs here."

Zheng Xuanhai's heart was pounding, and a bold guess flooded into his mind.

Could it be that Yin Changxia wanted to fight back because of this?

They obviously used the old-fashioned method and just waited in the soul room.Even if the killers suppress them to fight, there is nothing they can do, as long as they can clear the game, it is better than anything else.

Unexpectedly, Yin Changxia wanted them to pass the level standing up!

The blood ignited little by little, dispelling the haze in his heart. Standing behind Yin Changxia, Zheng Xuanhai saw his thin body, about to charge towards the murderer, and felt himself subconsciously attracted.

He is the lamp, I am the moth.

The murderer was trembling with rage, but he had no corpses in his hands, and he couldn't attract the wandering spirits to help him.

The killer became ruthless, and cut off the right hand of the body where it was connected with a chainsaw.

The wound was full of blood, and his face was distorted in pain. The tongue of the chainsaw quickly grew on it, and the blood was stopped.

The killer swayed, showing crazy eyes, and threw his right hand towards the sky.

The many wandering souls in the corridor smelled the fresh flesh and blood.Countless pairs of eyes aimed at this side, attacking that side like crazy.

The killer smiled: "Then go to hell together."

This is getting angry from embarrassment!

They had no choice but to retreat to the spiritual room, and saw that the candles in the room were already very dim, and they needed to replace with new candles immediately!

At the same time, the last Ran Xue arrived!

Beside her is Li Ruimin who has lived like a maggot for 30 years.

He is old and wretched, with evasive eyes, like a mouse in a stinky gutter.

This is exactly the same as the description in the diary, that is, the person who watched Yang Ai being defiled, but wrote down excitedly that 'she is defiled, she is worthy of her'.

His parents should know that their son is still alive, but they hide it from everyone with a sad expression.

He often hides in the corridors and burns paper, but also deliberately pretends.

Ran Xue handed the candle to Ke Yu'an, and the fourth candle burned, and the people in the spiritual room relied on the last candle to resist the attack of the wandering spirit.

Yin Changxia picked up the loudspeaker and shouted at the murderer: "Uncle Qin, we found the last murderer for you!"

Thunder and lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt sounded——

A broken branch fell on the window, and more rain poured in through the tiny opening.

Like a flood.

It was as if the shell that had been closed for a long time had finally cracked a gap.

Everyone saw that the murderer's eyes were obviously stunned.

Even though the chainsaw in his hand was still trying to control the body, he turned his head slowly and fixed his eyes on Li Ruimin.

He knew this man.

30 years ago, shouldn't he have died?

The killer began to be squeezed out, but the chainsaw tried to wrap around the body, but it was powerless after all. Even the tongue on it was gradually aging like a withered flower.

Uncle Qin took over his body again, he is so smart, when he saw Li Ruimin, he guessed the reason.

The little old man suddenly burst into tears.

At this moment, he is extremely miserable, without an eye, an ear, and an arm.

But he approached Li Ruimin step by step, looking at him with red eyes: "Why are you just watching?"

Li Ruimin wanted to escape, but failed in the end.

Ran Xue stood guard over the corridor and kicked Li Ruimin back.

The little old man: "Why are you just hiding in the dark?"

Li Ruimin's legs and feet were injured, and he hadn't been out of the house for many years, so his legs were weak. After being kicked by Ran Xue, his body staggered and fell forward.

Li Ruimin didn't answer a word.

The little old man suddenly burst into tears: "What justice, I have waited for 30 years, 30 years, and it never came. If this is the case, I will do my own justice!"

An old man, with a hunched body, could not even straighten his waist on weekdays, trembled slightly, and swayed when he walked.

At this moment, he held Li Ruimin down without any trembling at all.

The thin back grew taller at that moment.

Even though, behind him are countless wandering souls.

There was a huge shadow behind the little old man, he glared at him, and his anger kept climbing in his heart.

Li Ruimin struggled, and finally knew the fear: "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, please forgive me..."

The little old man pursed his lips tightly and pulled his hand very hard.

Yin Changxia hid in the dark and shouted: "Uncle Qin! The ghost of the murderer has come!"

But the little old man didn't move, he held up the chainsaw, and suddenly stabbed it towards Li Ruimin.

Blood spurted out and splashed on his aged cheeks.

While attacking, the little old man was also dragged into the abyss by the ghost of the murderer, and a long bloody band was dragged out of his body.

Until the end, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's like finally letting go.

Love never ceases, revenge never ceases.

And now, the last person who loved Yang Ai deeply also disappeared in the night.

—

Yin Changxia stared at this scene, his mind was constantly stirred.

Uncle Qin has never been a father, has no children and has never been married.He didn't know that he had a daughter until Yang Ai's mother and daughter died.

The old photos I saw at Uncle Qin's house came to mind - Uncle Qin was sitting on a rocking chair, his thin and short body seemed to be swallowed by time.

He read over and over again the letter that Yang Zhen didn't send him, and he can almost recite it after 30 years.

He began to 'empathize' with his daughter whom he had never met.

Gradually fantasizing that I have a home.

Even though the little old man has never been a father for a day, he will be a father until his death.

With Uncle Qin's death, the story ended tragically.

[00:01:00. ]

Last 1 minutes!

The murderer came out of the dark abyss again, and the resentment on his body was already so strong that it was almost irresolvable.

The game's notification sound suddenly came to my ears: [Boss is going crazy...]

Be mad! ?

The expressions on the faces of all the players have changed. Those who have experienced the registration field have already known the power of madness.

More fierce than fierce.

There was no trace of fear on Yin Changxia's face, as if he had expected this a long time ago, just waiting quietly.

The murderer took Uncle Qin's body again. Even though the body was tattered, he had no choice.

In the last minute, he wanted all these people to die!

The murderer was covered in black mist, and his breath was full of that rancid smell.The constant increase in the speed of berserk caused his soul body to begin to change.

In the last minute, the wandering souls in the corridor began to ignite spontaneously, emitting extremely hot white light.

The candle in Yin Changxia's hand was about to burn out, and he was so calm and unresponsive.

The candlelight illuminated his eyebrows and eyes, and the wandering white light reflected the entire corridor like daytime.Yin Changxia's whole body seemed to be surrounded by a faint halo.

His navy blue costume of the Republic of China blended perfectly with the background, like a beautiful ancient painting.

Such Yin Changxia is undoubtedly astonishingly beautiful, just taking a look at it will take away all eyes.

The more he is in danger and despair, the more he struggles to bloom.

[The countdown has begun—]

[30 seconds. ]

The buzzing of the chainsaw has been turned up to the maximum, and it is even more dangerous near midnight.

The killer staggered towards Yin Changxia and Zheng Xuanhai. Under the influence of madness, he became fearless, leaving only resentment towards the players.

The black air made the thin body huge, and when the shadow was reflected on the wall, it opened its teeth and claws ferociously, it really looked like a monster.

The killer didn't care, and the place the chainsaw touched seemed to be cursed, and even the concrete load-bearing pillars began to grow tongues.

[20 seconds. ]

Zheng Xuanhai was terrified when he saw it: "Hurry up, enter the spiritual room, and don't get entangled with the murderer!"

Even if Yin Changxia promised him just now, Zheng Xuanhai would rather Yin Changxia give up.

do not stay