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Xu didn't say anything for a while, but continued to move forward step by step.

Indeed, although he can speak, it does not mean that he can speak casually.

He had to put more faith into the mask.

Zhong Xueran has long been determined to die. She doesn't think there is anything terrible about death, but... she is a little regretful.

It's a pity that after knowing Xu Yi for so long, I could barely see the other person at this time.

But just after seeing the other side of Xu Yi, they were about to die.

Also...I feel a little sorry for Xu Yi's last desperate effort.

Although all this has no effect.

Dense and mottled memories flashed through Zhong Xueran's mind.

In the past, she never wanted to think about those scenes.

Her origins and reasons for entering this game are different from everyone else.

[Three Clear Bells], [Single Clear Bells].

The former is a permanent prop and the latter is a one-time prop.

The functions are exactly the same.

Although everyone is a little strange, they don't know why.

Only Zhong Xueran himself knows... [Sanqing Bell] is a strange inheritance in the Zhong family's bloodline.

And [Single Qingling] is the constant curse and fate of the Zhong family.

She is different from everyone else. She will be sent into this game by her family, but she proactively enters this game in advance.

Every descendant of the Zhong family will continue this fate.

The only difference is that those in front of her left behind for the Zhong family before entering the world of ghost stories.

But this time, she did not obey her mother's marriage arrangement, and ran away from the marriage in a conventional way, and escaped into this terrifying world of ghost stories.

Is it necessary to pass on such a cursed bloodline?

Generation after generation, how many bones of ancestors have been buried...

Zhong Xueran didn't know...but she didn't want it at all. She didn't want her descendants to inherit such a fate.

She wanted to completely cut off her lineage.

Taoist family? Subjugate demons?

Ha... what a joke.

There is no Taoism in the world, only the experience accumulated from countless blood. Some ghosts are indeed afraid of black dog blood, and some ghosts are indeed afraid of strong popularity, but these... are not enough to eliminate them at all. At most, they can only protect themselves.

Zhong Xueran, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt his arm at the crook of his leg tremble.

When she came to her senses, the heavy rain was still falling, and Xu Yi... was still walking forward.

"Xu Yi, let me down."

Zhong Xueran said again.

This time, Xu Yi answered.

His voice seemed to be squeezed out from the cracks in his bones, full of pain.

"Believe me……"

Three simple words made Zhong Xueran's eyes freeze.

Does this man know what he is talking about?

The Nuo opera mask only lasted about a minute. Although he walked out of the courtyard, it was impossible to get out of the old city!

but……

do not know why.

The three words he said with difficulty hit Zhong Xueran's heart. Even the sound of wind, rain and thunder was blurred in her ears, leaving only those three words.

"Believe me."

Believe him... What do you believe in him... Does he have any backup plan?

Zhong Xueran subconsciously took out her phone. She blocked the rain with one hand and slid the screen with the other.

She didn't know anything, she didn't know what Xu Yi was going to do, and she didn't know what to do next.

But...Xu Yi hasn't given up yet.

It is very cold in Fucheng in winter, and it is even colder on this night of heavy rain.

But at this moment Zhong Xueran felt that he was surrounded by a ball of scalding fire.

His terrifying will to survive and tenacious perseverance reached her heart through those three words!

She found a taxi app, placed a call, and entered a hefty reward.

Soon, someone took the order.

I don’t know if the driver was lucky or unlucky to receive this order.

However, in this horrible weather, he grabbed the money-added order in the old city at the first time. I guess the pressure of his survival is not much different from that in the world of ghost stories.

"alright."

Zhong Xueran glanced at the phone screen and said to Xu Yi: "The driver will arrive in... twenty minutes."

It takes twenty minutes to get to the old town, which is very fast on a rainy day like this.

But it's still not enough.

What confidence does Xu Yi have to let me do this...

Zhong Xueran couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Even if he had other disposable props on him, it would be impossible to use them again.

What else could he do?

In the heavy rain, the clothes of the two of them were already soaked. Xu Yi could have put Zhong Xueran down early, but now he could not do a single word or move other than holding her mechanically and moving his steps. arrive.

Zhong Xueran raised his head and looked at Xu Yi's face through the hazy rain curtain.

The only thing visible on that mask were his eyes.

But at this moment... Xu Yi's eyes had completely lost their sparkle.

What does he want to do?

Zhong Xueran curled up quietly in his arms, completely confused.

But she had a strange feeling.

She hadn't known this feeling since the day she was born.

This is...completely protected, a sense of security.

Zhong Xueran looked at him blankly, suddenly blinked hard and looked away.

Fortunately, there are only dim street lights now, and fortunately it is raining heavily...

Xu Yi's steps were unhurried and slow, one step after another.

And the safety time of this mask is less than thirty seconds.

What will he do after taking off the mask?

Zhong Xueran knew that Xu Yi would not act without aim, and he would definitely have a way.

Yes...he must have a way.

An unprecedented sense of peace of mind surged from the bottom of my heart, even though there were densely packed dead bodies behind me, and even though I had not escaped danger at all.

Twenty seconds.

Xu Yi's steps were still strong, and he stepped on the old stone road, causing large splashes of water.

Ten seconds.

Xu Yi hugged her, his waist straight, like a precision machine. Even if the time was approaching, he could not disrupt his pace at all.

Nine……

eight……

seven……

Every step he takes coincides with every second of the final safe time.

Zhong Xueran's expression gradually changed.

No...that's not right!

Promise him...

five.

Xu Yi didn't stop at all.

Four.

He is still moving forward step by step.

three.

Zhong Xueran was struggling and wanted to jump out of his arms, but he was held tightly in his arms and couldn't struggle at all.

two.

Zhong Xueran finally understood what Xu Yi was going to do, and tears burst into his eyes.

one.

"No!"

Zhong Xueran shouted sternly.

At this moment, densely packed sharp black nails suddenly emerged from the edge of the [Nuo Opera Mask] covering Xu Yi's face, and they suddenly pierced into Xu Yi's face!

The bright red blood was washed down by the rain and slowly flowed down, mixed with the underground sewage, and quickly flowed into the darkness.

Zhong Xueran clearly felt Xu Yi's hand tighten and his pace paused...

But the next moment, he continued to move forward, and continued to move forward.

Looking at the terrifying mask that was firmly attached to Xu Yi's face, Zhong Xueran had already burst into tears.

It was just the heavy rain that prevented Xu Yi from seeing her tears again when she finally regained consciousness.

Zhong Xueran understood.

From the beginning, Xu Yi never thought about taking off the mask.

This old road is very long. Every second after three minutes, every step he takes is heading towards his own death.

But...it also sent Zhong Xueran to the direction of his death.