Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

reality 5

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Toolbox suffers again

Zhou Yan, who experienced two soul withdrawals in a very short period of time, only felt that he was placed in a huge front-loading washing machine, and after turning it countless times, he was thrown back to his body.

Suddenly, the sense of weightlessness strengthened and consciousness returned. Zhou Yan, who was extremely exhausted, had no time to react, and a sense of crisis immediately filled his heart.

The constant feeling of pushing back from his body told him that at this moment, he was in a speeding car!

Zhou Yan opened his eyes suddenly and looked in the rearview mirror.

As he expected, Yin Haojie's face in the driver's seat was gradually shrinking, red evil runes appeared under his skin, and he turned into a withered yellow corpse in a short while.

The same change happened to Huang Chunling in the passenger seat. Dark red blood slowly flowed out of her empty eyes, and she was slowly turning her head, looking at Zhou Yan with her black hole-like eye sockets, her chapped lips parted in a weird way. smile.

A skeleton-like hand reached out to Zhou Yan, grabbing his wrist extremely quickly.

It was the first time Zhou Yan encountered such a situation in the real world, and for a while he couldn't tell whether it was reality or he had entered the dungeon again.

He tried his best to break away the chicken-claw-like hand. He didn't know whether his own strength had really grown, or the bones were already fragile. Huang Chunling's outstretched fingers were unexpectedly snapped off.

Zhou Yan hurriedly broke free from her restraint, and hurriedly opened the car door.

The cold wind poured into the narrow compartment in an instant, and Yin Haojie's foot was still stepping on the accelerator. At this time, he didn't know how much the speed had reached, but Zhou Yan was sure that if he jumped at this time, he would definitely die !

Huang Chunling still didn't give up trying to catch Zhou Yan, but the tight seat belt at the beginning made her unable to get up, let alone crawl to the rear to catch Zhou Yan.Her skinny and thin body kept getting up and sitting down, performing mechanical movements all the time.

But his crisis didn't stop there.

Before entering the dungeon, the three of them were driving on the mountain road, looking for that mysterious ancient village.

The mountain road is rugged and there are countless curves. If you keep driving at this speed, you will fall into the cliff sooner or later. At that time, Zhou Yan will also die.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan looked at Yin Haojie's driver's seat as if death was at home, as long as he could remove that foot, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Just when he avoided Huang Chunling's hand that was trying to grab him again, the most worrying situation happened. The whole car began to shake irregularly from side to side on the road, and even the people in the car were constantly jolting violently.yes;

If it hadn't been for Zhou Yan's quick reaction to grab the back of the seat just now, he would have been thrown out of the car at this moment, and he would fall to his death, maybe his head would explode.

Zhou Yan tightly grasped the back of the seat, and closed the car door with the other hand. He caught a glimpse of Huang Chunling's head, unable to withstand the strong impact at this moment. With a click, the whole head fell off and rolled under the seat. , and she was still fiddling with her hands aimlessly, and she was bound to catch Zhou Yan.

When he gritted his teeth and stepped into the gap between the seats, he saw a warning sign indicating slow turning ahead across the front window.

Are you really going to die here today?

Zhou Yan stopped his messy thoughts, calmed down, and when he reached out to untie Yin Haojie's seat belt, both hands were grabbed by the two at the same time.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw Yin Haojie's skull-like face facing him.

It turned out that he had been pretending just now!Just wait until this time to stop him!

Zhou Yan used both hands and feet to break off the two withered hands again, but the more he struggled, the tighter he was bound, and obvious purple-black bruises appeared on his wrists.

Suddenly, there was a roar in his ears, as if a vehicle that was driven to the limit was approaching from far and near.

A wave of hope rose in my heart, although I didn't know if the people who came would save me, at least there were people on this deserted road.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, and a motorcycle that looked expensive was approaching the out-of-control vehicle, and within a moment, it came to the window.

The man was dressed in black and black trousers, tall and tall, wearing a black helmet, so he couldn't see his face clearly at all.There is a layer of shimmer on the metal body with a strong sense of design, and the constant roar shows that its speed has reached the limit.

The man in black turned his head to look inside the car, meeting Zhou Yan's gaze.

For some reason, for a moment, Zhou Yan always felt that he knew this person.

The man in black was driving the locomotive, stretched out his black gloves, and put them on the door.

When Zhou Yan thought he was about to open the car door, he saw him make a shocking move.

The man in black seemed to grab the door very easily, as if grabbing a thin piece of paper. He tore the entire door and threw it on the road. It kept ringing.

In an instant, a more violent gust of wind swept into the interior of the carriage. Before Zhou Yan could react, he felt his world spinning, the back of his neck tightened, and his whole body was pulled out by him, and landed firmly on the back seat of the locomotive.

As soon as it was dark, someone put on a helmet, and a faint scent of pine enveloped him.

Zhou Yan was in a daze. All this happened too fast and unbelievably. Just as he subconsciously grasped the clothes of the man in black, he heard him say two words: "Hold tight."

This voice is very familiar!

When Zhou Yan opened his mouth to call out that person's name, there was another violent collision sound in his ears, the motorcycle under him quickly turned and braked, and his helmet-wearing head hit the person's back again.

He turned his head and looked forward. The black car that originally carried three people crashed into the stone guardrail on the side of the road. The partner still turned around and was staring at Zhou Yan.

"They're still in there!"

Zhou Yan jumped out of the car and walked forward involuntarily, but was stopped by the man in black and said, "It's about to explode."

As soon as the words fell, the smoky vehicle suddenly exploded with huge sparks, and a heat wave hit the face.

Immediately, flames ignited soaring to the sky on the vehicle, and even the two mummified corpses were reduced to two balls of ashes.

Along with the burning toolbox on the back seat, it also turned into a piece of black charcoal.

Toolbox——

Zhou Yan shouted silently, why does it suffer every time!

Facing the car that had become a waste of copper and iron, Zhou Yan still couldn't recover, until he heard the roar of a motor again, and he turned his head in a daze.

The young man on the locomotive had his arms crossed. Since he had just taken off his helmet, his black hair was a little messy, and his facial features were sharp and angular. It was clearly Ji Fangwei's appearance, but he was much more mature than in the copy.

Facing Ji Fangwei who seemed to have grown up in an instant, Zhou Yan had countless questions in his heart, but in the end, he said: "You seem to be driving illegally."

Ji Fangwei was obviously choked, he turned his face away, changed the subject, looked at the burning vehicle, and said, "They are not your friends."

Zhou Yan came back to his senses and said, "What's going on?"

Ji Fangwei pointed to the two clumps of ashes and said, "Don't you think it looks familiar?"

Zhou Yan suddenly realized, and said, "Are they paper figures? They were manipulated?"

Ji Fangwei nodded and said, "Master Zhiyan did it."

"Wait," Zhou Yan thought about the system prompts before sending out the copy, and said, "Why did Yin Haojie and Huang Chunling not prompt, and why did that He Mian die suddenly before the transfer? It seems that he was replaced by a man called Ghost player?"

Ji Fangwei spread out his palms, which were two simple hollow bells, and said: "The souls of your friends are here, they have been absorbed into their souls, and they haven't really died."

Zhou Yan's eyes widened, and the joy in his tone could not be concealed, and he said, "No wonder you were so slow in getting rid of that dead tree bark. It turned out that you were looking for the two of them!"

Ji Fangwei couldn't help turning his head to suppress a smile, he folded his palms together and said, "Yes, so they don't count as completing the task."

"Then," Zhou Yan kept thinking, and said, "Their bodies should still be in the hotel, and we should go back early."

Ji Fangwei turned to look at him, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and said, "Yes, but you need to rest."

Zhou Yan suddenly heard a soft sound in his head, and suddenly, his mind went blank. He only felt exhausted all over his body, and when he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

Supporting the sleeping Zhou Yan, Ji Fangwei's ears moved slightly, and he quickly picked up Zhou Yan and jumped off his motorcycle.

The moment he backed away, the expensive locomotive suddenly burst into blue flames, and as the flames intensified, terrifying grimaces appeared in those flames and wailed in mourning.

Obviously, if it wasn't for Ji Fangwei's quick response, he and Zhou Yan would also be part of this will-o'-the-wisp at this moment.

Ji Fangwei stood in the middle of the road, his face gradually turned cold, and his eyes looked up like a falcon.

On the winding mountain road on the next level, there was a wheelchair, and a young man with a thin face and a shriveled body sat slumped on it.

He said he was a young man, because his facial features looked to be about 20 years old, and his eyes were clear, but his skin was full of grooves, as if he was 80 or [-] years old.He was wearing a white gown that looked like a hospital patient, revealing two thin, withered legs.

"It actually allowed you to hide." His mouth didn't move, but his voice came from the wheelchair under him strangely, "It's a pity, although you have completed the task, I still got the keel!"

Ji Fangwei was not surprised by the sudden appearance of this strange person, and said, "You are the king of Nanyan, and you are also the master of Zhiyan."

"Ahem, I didn't expect you to guess Gu's identity," the young man said with his chest heaving excitedly, "Although I don't know what you have experienced in the dungeon, it is still not easy to pass the dungeon. .”

Ji Fangwei was not happy with his praise, and said, "Are you trying to kill people for Li Xiao?"

King Nanyan's sinister laughter came, and said: "No, no, Gu never does anything for those people, it's just a deal, just a deal."

After he finished speaking, thick water mist suddenly filled the deserted winding mountain road, as if he had just entered a copy, the rustling sound of paper rubbing came from the depths of the mist, and the faces were all white, The blood-smeared paper figurine is grinning its lips, slowly floating out with a malicious smile.

Ji Fangwei was holding a person in his arms, facing the paper figurines who surrounded him, he said calmly, "You have lived for thousands of years, have you ever heard such a sentence?"

King Nanyan smiled and said, "What?"

"The cunning rabbit is a dead dog." Ji Fangwei said coldly.

A nonchalant smile floated on King Nanyan's stiff face, but stopped abruptly.He could clearly feel that his connection with that ghost had been cut off!

"How could it be! How could it be like this!" King Nanyan couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, his dark eyes were ignited, and he shouted, "Stupid, stupid mortal! How dare you tease the gods!"

Ji Fangwei showed an extremely mocking expression on his face, and said: "You have lived enough."

King Nanyan, who has lived for thousands of years, was about to refute the mortal in front of him, but for some reason, he always felt the faint sound of iron chains coming from a very far away behind him.

It seemed that someone was dragging a heavy iron chain on the ground.

The cold breath continuously stimulated the skin on his back. It seemed to be the breath from hell, which made him terrified.

"No, it's impossible. They told me that there are no ghosts here! No!" King Nanyan hurriedly pressed the switch of the wheelchair, trying to escape from this place in a panic.

Ji Fangwei looked at King Nanyan who was in a panic and said, "Without the protection of those Fengshui, you will be found eventually."

Two ghost messengers holding black umbrellas, shackles on their hands, and dragging chains on their blue and white bare feet, appeared at the end of the road. Their long and narrow eyes on their distorted cheeks were slightly opened, and their gray eyes moved sideways, looking at the person who looked like a ghost. The mad Nanyan King.

After breathing, they came behind the wheelchair.

King Nanyan wanted to struggle to move forward, but his withered legs couldn't stand up at all. He stretched out his hands to ask for help from the void, but he didn't know who to pray to.

Thick black iron chains encircled his neck, and Guichai's long, blue and white fingers rested on his shoulders, and his purple-black nails gleamed coldly.

"what--"

King Nanyan let out a bellows-like roar from his throat. He widened his eyes and looked at all this in disbelief. He widened his mouth in horror, and spit out a wisp of a smoky soul from his dark throat.

A ghost messenger threw up a chain to hook the soul that wanted to escape, and another ghost messenger used shackles to trap the withered body, and slowly dragged it back. Behind them appeared a whirlpool of black... cloud.

"Kill him! Kill him! He!" At the last second of being dragged into hell, King Nanyan let out a mournful howl. In the end, the undead king in reality was dragged into Infernal Purgatory by ghost messengers.

And when his mournful wailing stopped, the faces of those paper figurines in the dense fog became more ferocious, they showed their white teeth, and they were about to complete the final mission assigned by their master.

Ji Fangwei looked at Guicha who was slowly walking into the space crack, and frowned slightly. The energy fluctuations generated here can only make them appear temporarily once, and the remaining paper puppets must be solved by themselves.

He took out the quaint bell, and there were already many small cracks on it, and the soul bell could no longer withstand the frequency of overload.

Just when he was about to drive this soul bell, there was a dragon's chant from the sky and the earth, and even the air froze and stood still for a while, even the breeze in the mountains stagnated.

At the end of the thick fog, a huge black shadow appeared, slowly approaching with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Every paper figurine stopped moving forward, and they were afraid from the depths of their souls about the earth-shattering roar.

"Ow—"

There was another roar of dragons, and the trees on the side of the mountain road dropped dead leaves one after another.

Fiery golden flames spewed out from the huge black shadow, contaminating the nearest paper figurine.

In an instant, all the paper figurines ignited bright fireworks one by one, and the souls imprisoned in the paper figurines also broke free from the eternal curse. In the steaming blue smoke, blurred figures appeared, gradually disappearing in the thick fog .

Ji Fangwei was not surprised by the sudden appearance of Long Yan, turned around while holding Zhou Yan who was still sleeping, and said to the black shadow, "Come out."

The black shadow paused, moved its body, and slowly walked out from the thick fog.

A small golden snake appeared on the mountain road.It was about the size of chopsticks, and its green eyes were like two high-quality emeralds. When it saw the person in Ji Fangwei's arms, two crystal clear teardrops immediately fell to the ground.

It twisted its body vigorously and came to Ji Fangwei's side. Its golden scales were shining brightly. After bouncing around, it found that its claws hadn't grown yet, and it couldn't fly like before.

Thinking of this, it belched aggrievedly, and a transparent blue flame burst out of its mouth, almost burning the corner of Ji Fangwei's clothes.

Ji Fangwei took a step back and said, "You have to pretend that you don't know him."

The golden snake immediately bared its teeth, puffed up its mouth and wanted to breathe out, but found that it seemed that it had used up all the dragon flames it had accumulated.

Ji Fangwei glanced at the obvious depression on its back, and said, "If you weren't running around, how could such a thing be found here?"

The golden snake lowered its small head and shook its body, as if it couldn't bear such a blow.

Looking at the motorcycle that was also burnt black, even the seemingly omnipotent Ji Fangwei sighed and said, "We can only go to Huaishui Village first, and then make plans."

He carried Zhou Yan, who was unconscious, on his back, and took off the helmet that was in the way. His hair was already wet with sweat and stuck to his smooth forehead, and his cheeks were blushing from sleep.

Ji Fangwei said to the silly snake on the ground: "Follow."

The little golden snake's eyes glowed green, and it immediately stood up like an excited cat's tail, turning into a golden light, wrapping around Zhou Yan's ankles, and even stuck its cold head to his skin.

The sleeping Zhou Yan frowned and kicked his feet unconsciously.

The author says:

Toolbox: As a cp who is going to be locked up with Zhou Yan, why do I end up be every time!Beep!

Xiao Ji:?

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!