Horror, my mental hospital has become a weird restricted area

"Something went wrong, and now the entire courtyard is in the haunted domain of that A-level ghost, bah, I'm a crow mouth, I know those big guys will definitely cause trouble!"

"I said why it's the same as having a sex change, and I actually went to be a band for someone else!"

In the dark and cold environment, Lu Chen grabbed Liu Cheng's hand beside him and said fearfully.

At the same time, he tried his best to use his extraordinary ability to resist the erosion of supernatural power.

"Hey, brother, don't be afraid, why are your hands so cold, you look like a ghost!"

"Lu Chen? Who are you talking to!"

"Fuck, shit, I'm talking to you, don't scare me!"

After Lu Chen heard Liu Chen's voice from a distance, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.

The body is stiff.

"I am a flight attendant on the No. 7 subway, brother, please take me out of here, those people in blue and white clothes are not human, they beat me all the way, and put me in other places of existence, I am afraid, brother! "

Suddenly, Lu Chen felt a pair of strong and cold arms hugging his thigh tightly.

While speaking, there was a strange vibrato, as if she was crying.

"Fuck, I've been haunted by a b-level ghost, today's discount is here!"

Lu Chen's hairs stood on end, but no matter how much he resisted, it was useless.

After all, he is a b-level ghost, even if he has already taken the extraordinary potential pill, he is not far from being promoted to b-level.

However, this place was already shrouded in the b-level ghost domain, and its own abilities have been greatly weakened.

Whether he can protect himself or not is a problem, let alone a tough ghost.

He is not those perverts.

When he was in despair, a strange and holy golden light broke through the dark mist.

Let the players in the courtyard recover most of their vision again.

I saw a figure wearing a mental hospital suit, a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, golden brown eyes, and a face outlined by cinnabar, with his hands clasped.

In an extremely weird way, he rushed into the hall of the courtyard like an ape.

Faint phantoms were left along the road.

"Old Sun's guess is indeed correct, the things in those rooms will not come out!"

"Little ones, kill these things for me!"

At the same time, Aaron looked excitedly at the ghosts except the flight attendants.

These are not so much ghosts, but rather the ghost slaves of the old woman with a level A ghosts.

The moment the candle was extinguished, an attack had already been launched against Zhang Mazi in the hall.

This is also the reason why other players can survive.

Up to now, the three of Aaron also understand that the existence in this courtyard room is not the same thing.

It is no different from the courtyard house where ordinary people live. As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke them, you don't have to worry about it at all.

Shadow guards of twisted figures wandered from the corners of the courtyard and the walls.

In the end, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up, and countless plum blossom darts shone coldly, falling towards the ghost.

The long and narrow scimitar, like a sickle for harvesting life, is guarded by shadows, wrapping the cloth at the end in his hand, and slashing mercilessly around.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff ~
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff ~
Although the horror level is not as high as those of those ghosts, it can't hold up to many people.

Black and red blood splattered on the surrounding walls and on the players.