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Chen Zhiyuan's situation... is getting more and more difficult.

As a doctor, Yan Xiao asked Chen Zhiyuan to have a head CT scan, but the images that came out made Yan Xiao not sure what to do.

Chen Zhiyuan's brain... Strictly speaking, it has almost stopped thinking.

But Chen Zhiyuan himself didn't care much. When Yan Xiao asked, he sighed and said, "Zhong Xueran."

"She?" Yan Xiao was a little surprised.

Zhong Xueran is usually the one who takes care of others. She is always full of energy. She doesn't have much need to worry about, right?

"Yang said that from the day she entered this game, she had a deeply hidden self-destructive tendency."

Chen Zhiyuan said something that surprised Yan Xiao.

Chen Zhiyuan turned his head, looked at Yan Xiao, and said, "Moreover, this self-destructive tendency does not come from the pressure of the world of ghost stories, but existed before she entered the world of ghost stories."

"It can be said... Zhong Xueran was a person who wanted to commit suicide from the beginning."

"On the contrary, after entering such a world and constantly helping others between life and death, she found some value of existence and self-awareness, and she did not reach the worst stage." Looking at Yan Xiao Showing surprise for the first time, Chen Zhiyuan said, "Yang told me these."

"Yang also told Zhong Xueran that her ability is very powerful and she can help more people while protecting herself."

"Zhong Xueran is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of ghosts..."

"In reality, her family... should make her more desperate than this world full of evil spirits."

After Yan Xiao listened silently, he sorted out everything Chen Zhiyuan told him tonight, stood up, looked at him, and asked, "What about you?"

"I?"

Chen Zhiyuan seemed a little surprised. His brain had lost the ability to think deeply and slowly began to lose the memory of the past.

He couldn't answer Yan Xiao's question. Chen Zhiyuan just felt that... there were some things he had to do.

For example, if you promise Yang...

"I want more people to live."

Chen Zhiyuan said this sentence blankly.

Then he looked at Yan Xiao stupidly and smiled: "But I might forget about it."

Yan Xiao held the paper full of words and subconsciously squeezed it tighter.

"I'm leaving," he said.

"It's raining outside! Let's stay here tonight." Chen Zhiyuan said.

Yan Xiao left Chen Zhiyuan's house without looking back and closed the door.

He lowered his head, took out his cell phone, thought for a long time, and finally... made a call.

"Who is it? Look what time it is now? It's past three in the morning! Are you crazy!"

The voice of a middle-aged man kept shouting, but he didn't mean to hang up the phone at all, as if he knew who was calling.

"All the players in Fucheng, I want them to survive."

"Of course!" Faced with Yan Xiao's exaggerated request, the middle-aged man agreed, "You know me. I am a scholar and a businessman. If you want me to help you fulfill such a big wish, you have to give The price...you know, right?"

"What do you want?" Yan Xiao asked.

The man opposite smiled and slowly said a few words: "Spiritual pupils, the...spiritual pupils of all the players in Fucheng."

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Yang's feeling was right, Qin Manjiang's feeling was right, and Xu Yi's feeling was also right.

From the day he entered this game, Zhong Xueran had a self-destructive tendency brought about by real life.

She doesn't care about her own life or death at all. Even in this terrifying game, she can gain the value of her existence through other people's eyes and words.

If Xu Yi hadn't seen her crying behind a tree, he wouldn't have thought that this seemingly stubborn and strong woman was actually more fragile than anyone else.

Zhong Xueran herself seemed to have seen her own end at this moment. She calmly put down her other leg and released her left hand from holding the tree trunk.

But at this moment, Xueran realized that his falling body suddenly stopped!

Her right hand was still held tightly.

The person holding her was none other than Xu Yi.

Zhong Xueran raised her head, and the raindrops were blown hard on her face by the strong wind. The blurred water splash and dim light made it difficult for her to see the expression on Xu Yi's face.

But she could feel the arm that had been devoured by the curse of flesh and blood and was already dry and thin. The arm that looked like it might break at any time, the force holding her was actually stronger than the ghost holding her ankle below. Be big!

"release!"

Zhong Xueran shouted amidst the noisy wind and rain.

But at this moment, a pale electric light illuminated everything.

This thunder was more violent than any thunder tonight.

"boom!!!"

The violent thunder came belatedly, and Zhong Xueran raised his head in confusion, looking at the strangely shaped black mask...

This is... [Nuo Opera Mask]!

She knew the existence of this thing and its terrifying side effects. The moment she put it on, humans were no different from ghosts.

If you don’t take it off within three minutes, it’s almost impossible to take it off again…

Xu Yi...this idiot!

Zhong Xueran was about to speak when he saw a figure jumping down from the tree!

"Click——"

Xu Yi hit the fierce ghost holding her ankle directly!

The ghost was knocked to the ground by Xu Yi, who was wearing a Nuo opera mask, but he didn't let go. Instead, Zhong Xueran was pulled by it and fell down the tree.

Ke Xu Yi's grip on her wrist never let go. Seeing Zhong Xueran's foot being pulled by a ghost and one hand being pulled by Xu Yi, her body completely lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground, but Xu Yi backhanded her. With a hug, he held her waist and caught her firmly!

Zhong Xueran was taken into his arms, and his eyes blurred. When he looked up again, he only saw a cold black mask, covered with raindrops.

And Xu Yi's body exudes endless terrifying malice!

Just being held by him made dense goosebumps appear on Zhong Xueran's body.

The ghost holding her ankle also had its arm broken off by Xu Yi's kick. It fell completely to the ground and slowly tried to get up.

"Xu Yi?"

Zhong Xueran stared blankly at the man wearing a black mask, feeling strong uneasiness in her heart. Although this man was helping her, she could hardly feel Xu Yi's aura from his body.

When he heard Zhong Xueran's shout, the man wearing a black mask just hugged her, nodded slightly, and did not speak.

It's him!

Zhong Xueran suddenly felt a great surprise in her heart. She subconsciously hugged Xu Yi's neck and leaned into his arms.

And Xu Yi, holding Zhong Xueran in his arms, stepped over Li Gui who fell on the ground, and walked straight towards the courtyard gate.

The densely packed fierce ghosts around him had already picked up Zhong Xueran's [Sanqing Bell] and had already formed a siege. They were roaring crazily. The ghosts' shrill howls were intertwined with the sound of wind and rain, supplemented by the uninterrupted Thunder, this dark rainy night seemed like the end of a ruined world.

Zhong Xueran said nothing. She looked at the ghost who picked up her [Sanqing Bell]. What surprised her was that when she threw it just now, she used all her strength. When these ghosts chased after and picked up the Sanqing Bell, , has exceeded the shade range of the old locust tree crown.

But the strange thing is that the group of ghosts outside the scope of the old locust tree not only no longer slow down, but their aggressiveness has also increased countless times! They roared like crazy, just like the lowest level zombies in the movie, which can only move slowly and slowly, into extremely fast and terrifying predators!

She turned her head and glanced at the old locust tree, and a very strange idea suddenly came to her mind.

This tree... does not seem like the source of a curse that turns people into ghosts, but rather seems to be suppressing these ghosts.

But if you want to leave this courtyard, you must get past the dozens of terrifying ghosts surrounding it.

Xu Yi...is that okay?

Zhong Xueran's heart was pounding.

Xu Yi's pace was not fast, but he was extremely steady, and every step was very solid. He did not dodge or dodge, holding Zhong Xueran in his arms, and walked towards the siege of the ghosts in the violent storm.

The black Nuo face was extremely mysterious, and his body exuded an extremely unfamiliar and terrifying aura.

Xu Yi...

Zhong Xueran raised his head and looked at him slightly absentmindedly. She could not see the expression behind his mask.

She knew very well that she only had three minutes to escape from the wave of ghosts.

While wearing the [Nuo Opera Mask], if you cannot get rid of these ghosts within three minutes.

Then Xu Yi... will never be able to take off this mask.

Thank you Doudouquanquan! Thanks Weilin! Thanks to Xixi Miaomiao for the tip, thank you all, and good night!