The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 295 Guardian (610, autumn subscription)

Seeing that Haiming ignored him, Liao Moran became even more angry, pointing at him and cursing: Nonsense! Have you lost your memory? The three of us were stripped of our shadows in that dark room just now, and our tail was injured!

But Haiming still ignored her, but groped the ground for a while, and slumped on the ground: It's gone! It's gone, it's gone... It's gone! It's gone! It's gone!! I have no shadow!! I What has become of it!

Haiming cried anxiously, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.

Liao Moran was stunned for a while, then fell silent for a while, then patted him on the shoulder: Don't cry, we also have no shadow. But Captain Ye will help us find the shadow, and he will definitely come back with the shadow!

You know what!!

With a snap, Haiming slapped Liao Moran's hand away!

The force was so great that the back of Liao Moran's hands were a little red and swollen when he slapped him. Anger surged up, and he cursed harshly.

Tail frowned, feeling a little weird.

The shadow is gone, isn't it something he knew before going offline? As for such a big reaction?

Seeing that Liao Moran scolded more and more vigorously, and Haiming's eyes became more stern and cold, Tail quickly stood up and said, Okay, okay, both of you take a step back...

Click!

Liao Moran, who was cursing, suddenly snapped his arm in a strange 180-degree reverse, and went directly behind him.

At the scene, there was a momentary pause.

next moment……

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!

A shrill scream resounded throughout the space.

Before Tail and Haiming could react... click!

Liao Moran's head suddenly turned 180 degrees, her head was facing the tail on her back, her terrified eyes, and her mouth wide open became her last expression before she died.

poof.

Liao Moran, who broke his neck, fell to the ground.

But... this is not the end.

Click! Click! Click!

Her body is still spinning, twisting, and folding!

The original height of about 1.65 meters is now folded into a rectangular volume with only the chest left. All other organs, arms, long legs, and head, are all folded on the chest, like neatly arranged clothes, folded in half neatly!

It's just that the blood slowly overflowed from the half-folded corpse, and the terrified expression that Liao Moran showed at the end, looking at the two people who were still alive like a death stare.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Haiming held his head and screamed.

His whole body was shaking, more violent than ever before.

Because his life is very likely to end here!

In his mind, there is only one thing on his mind right now.

That's why he's playing this game, why he's playing this crap! !

I'm going to die... I'm going to die! !

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Haiming's trembling body paused inexplicably.

Like a basin of cold water, pouring it from head to toe, Haiming felt his whole body was icy cold.

He raised his head, looked at the tail that was also looking at him, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Tail, I, I don't want to die...

Boom! !

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, Haiming's head exploded!

Blood spattered on Tail's face, and Haiming's body fell to the ground.

Tail shook his hands, wiped the blood off his face, took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down, and kept mumbling to himself, suggesting to himself.

It's just a game, it's just a game, it's just a game...

But for some reason, at this moment, in her mind, the last hopeless smiling face of Haiming before his death was uglier than crying.

It's obviously just a game, why... is he so afraid?

It was as if... when he died in the game, he would also die in reality.

That's not possible...it should be...

Tread Tread!

But at this moment, footsteps sounded in the darkness ahead, and a black figure could be faintly seen approaching the preparation.

...

Ah ah ah ah ah!!

Haiming screamed! It was as if all the strength in his body had been exhausted.

And what rang in my ears was thump, thump, thump! Boom boom boom! violent impact.

Here is... where?

Slowly opened his eyes, the glaring light made him a little uncomfortable.

Squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, what caught his eyes was the familiar ceiling.

This is...my room?

I... didn't die?

It seems that Haimin's thinking has become dull due to excessive stimulation.

It wasn't until his eyes got used to the light and he got up from the bed that he gradually felt the reality.

Me, I'm not dead! I'm really not dead! !

His body was trembling, trembling with excitement, and the excitement of escaping from death made his whole spirit excited.

Boom! Boom! Boom! !

The pounding sound that rang in my ears just now reappeared.

It was the door to his room, and something was banging on it.

Just when Haiming was about to open the door...

boom! !

An ax directly chopped through the door and cut a gap.

Haiming was startled, startled, and took a step back subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, a face appeared at the gap in the door, as if saying: Let me be healthy! !

After careful identification, it was his father's bearded face!

Haming! Haiming, are you okay!

Seeing Haiming, Haiming's father shouted excitedly, then shrank his face back, reached in through the gap, and opened the door.

Dad rushed in and immediately hugged Haiming, followed by mom's embrace and the sound of crying.

Scared me to death, scared me to death. You snatched the game watch and kept hiding in the room, and then suddenly started screaming, scared me to death, scared me to death.

The family of three embraced each other, and Haiming felt a strange sense of peace of mind.

Games, not playing worth mentioning!

Just when Haiming thought of this, he suddenly felt a little itchy and aching in his head.

This feeling has an indescribable familiarity.

It's like, like... the dying feeling in the game!

Almost when Haiming thought of this, his pupils shrank suddenly...

Boom! !

Head, explode.

Blood stained the room red.

The old parents, who were still immersed in joy, stared blankly at the headless corpse and fell to the ground.

They slowly opened their mouths wide and made a sound.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The shrill and painful cry spread out along the open window of the room.

And on the roof of this tall building, there were two people standing, turning a blind eye to the shouting downstairs.

One has long hair fluttering and is wearing an ancient costume.

One was smoking a cigarette with a deep expression on his face.

Another one died. The smoking man exhaled smoke rings.

What can we do? We have rushed to fix the loophole as quickly as possible. The man in costume looked into the distance with an ethereal voice.

The smoking man flicked off the cigarette ash: I won't be able to hide it.

If you can't hide it, you have to hide it. The more people know the truth, the faster the deception line will rise. The less time we have to prepare.

The smoked man glanced at his companion: You are talking more and more like the people above, the trick you applied for last time, has it been approved?

Well, it will be available in two days.

Hmph! I don't want to hold so many of these things. You can't cry anymore, you can't eat, and even your heart is replaced by an artificial machine to live. It's so miserable, and you want to apply for a new monster? It's just looking for death.

The catastrophe is coming, and no one can escape. I would rather do something wrong than do nothing.

……madman.