The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 93 Infighting
"In other words, there is no way to avoid it, right." Chen Chunyuan said with a solemn expression: "Staying here is death, and going forward is death. This time the ceremony is really ruthless."

Fang Diyuan nodded. The last game he cleared was Battle Royale. It was simple and straightforward. A total of seven people killed each other in a small western-style building, and the last person who survived could advance to the second level of the game.

After going out from here, Fang Diyuan also searched for information about the Ping An Inn through various channels, but unfortunately there was not much useful information.

It was at this time that a sudden change occurred.

Everyone suddenly felt the vibrations coming from the stairs under their feet, and everyone's expressions changed, because the stairs they were stepping on seemed to be shortened by a section.

According to this speed of disappearance, I am afraid that it will take less than an hour for all of them to fall from here.

"Bastard, what are you kidding?" Yang Xilou almost lost his footing at the very edge of the stairs, he was the first to curse uncontrollably.

His eyes revealed a strange scarlet at this time, and several terrifying cracks appeared on his face, as if a terrifying ghost was lurking in his body and was about to escape.

Seeing this, several people around took a step back, and everyone knew in their hearts that this Yang Xilou might be about to revive a ghost.

"Before thinking about the issue of the stairs, why not deal with him first, so as to save us a mess later." At this time, the cold young man who had been sitting in the corner and had not spoken for a while said.

There are mottled patterns on the young man's face, like tattoos or birthmarks, as if they are integrated with his face, revealing a little bit of weirdness, his eyes are also extremely sharp, at first glance, he looks like a ruthless character who has stepped out of a sea of ​​swords and blood.

"Yes, I agree." Chen Chunyuan touched his chin and said.

Fang Diyuan didn't make a statement, and still sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, while Wen Zhong also watched coldly, not because he sympathized with the man in black, but because his attention was focused on finding the rules of the stairs.

"It's not necessary, we still have to engage in infighting at this time." Somewhat unexpectedly, the bearded man Xue Mang rejected the cold man's proposal.

"That's right, are you crazy? You are still engaging in internal strife at this moment. Be careful not to force me to die here with you!" Yang Xilou looked at the cruel young man with a ferocious face.

"What are you waiting for? Do it!"

At this time, Fang Diyuan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly.

He stretched out his right hand and gently grasped Yang Xilou, his five pitch-black fingers were clenched into a ball and hid in his palm, only to hear a bang, Fang Diyuan's originally pitch-black five fingers turned scarlet .

"You, you, what did you do!?" Yang Xilou's body turned cold, and he found that he had lost contact with the ghost in his body. There was no doubt that Fang Diyuan's attack had successfully suppressed the ghost in his body.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a pain in his lower limbs, and saw a pair of blue-purple palm prints clinging to his ankles at some point, and the next second he fell straight on the ground.

Yang Xilou fell to the ground and his eyes widened unconsciously. Dense corpse spots began to grow on his whole body, and he died in a short while.

"The curse of falling to the ground is really powerful." Fang Diyuan praised Chen Chunyuan, who smiled and said nothing.

Chen Chunyuan controls a special ghost. As long as the target is standing, he can drive the ghost to drag the target to the ground, thereby imposing a curse of mortal death. Therefore, he gave himself a code name - ghost dragging people.

"The fast-recovering ghost master was suppressed by you all at once, you are really scary." The young man with a cold face said, he seemed to be hiding a strange short knife in his arms, but now it seems that it is Can't use it anymore.

Yang Xilou's body didn't move at all, just like Qi Hu's at the beginning, just lying on the spot quietly.

Seeing this, Xue Mang snorted coldly, turned his head to Wen Zhong and said, "Hey, He Youxu, you kid have been messing around here for a long time, did you find anything?"

Wen Zhong heard the words and only replied lightly: "Why are you in a hurry, you already have a clue."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong looked up at the hole in the middle of the stairs. He had a premonition that the back-shaped stairs were not for living people at all, and there should be another way to get to the second floor.

"Tell me, maybe we can help." Chen Chunyuan said.

Wen Zhong immediately shared his thoughts with everyone. After hearing that the stairs might be a trap, everyone nodded thoughtfully.

"Do you still remember the ghost downstairs?" After everyone digested it, Wen Zhong said again: "It's the ghost hidden behind the red wooden door. I think the human skin balloon it blows is the one who left here. The essential."

"Did any of you get that human balloon?"

When Wen Zhong went behind the wooden door, there was only the human skin balloon belonging to the man in black left, and his own human skin balloon was snatched away by Li Gui before he could blow it up.

Everyone looked at each other when they heard the words, and finally Xue Mang said: "Here, who dares to let that thing blow up, anyway, I wouldn't dare."

"Then what about the human skin, what did you do with it in the end." Wen Zhong asked.

Xue Mang said hesitantly: "Hey, I think that thing is too unlucky and let me throw it away."

Wen Zhong didn't delve into it. He looked at other people, and the answers he got were almost the same, either throwing away the human skin or destroying it. Among them, Fang Diyuan's statement was the most outrageous. He didn't meet the ghost at all, and came to the stairs by chance. superior.

"So, don't talk about human skin balloons, you don't even have a single human skin here?" Wen Zhong wasn't very surprised to get this answer, it might as well be better.

As he said that, Wen Zhong took out the complete human skin made by Li Gui from the back of his waist, and everyone was stunned when they saw this, among them, Chen Chunyuan called himself an expert, and repeatedly urged Wen Zhong to blow up the balloon quickly.

But Wen Zhong acted unhurriedly, everyone understood when he saw this, at this moment the cruel young man said: "He Youxu, what kind of benefits do you need to take us away, let's make a price."

Then he and Chen Chunyuan took half a step forward at the same time, together with Xue Mang who was staring at him, they surrounded Wen Zhong in a double-team pattern, as if they might attack at any time.

"Benefits?" Wen Zhong smiled, with a calm expression on his face without any panic, "It's okay if you want me to take you away, but you need to help me kill someone."

"Kill? Who do you want to kill?" Xue Mang stared at Wen Zhong with rounded eyes, his hands cracking.

(End of this chapter)