Summon gods in a thriller game

"Ding~" The harsh mechanical sound resounded in the mind of every sleeping person at this moment. Bai Li buried his head in the pillow, feeling irritable. Then a soft pillow was smashed out, "Who is disturbing you in the middle of the night?" People have clear dreams.”

Bai Li's violent output did not stop the voice, "The horror game has officially arrived. All human beings are forced to enter from time to time every month. This is a ghost paradise created by the fallen angel. This is a utopia of ghosts. Here you must obey the ghosts." As a rule, be careful of the eyes hidden in the dark, because you may become food for ghosts accidentally."

"The ghost live broadcast room has begun to merge. Don't try to struggle. Finally, I warn you again, don't break the rules!!!"

As the ghost live broadcast room merged, a strange icon appeared on everyone's wrist, as if melted into flesh and blood.

It was so dark in the early hours of the morning that it felt like it was about to swallow people up, and there were lights constantly coming on outside.

Bai Li, who was sleepless from the noise, sat up and raised her hand. Sure enough, she saw the so-called ghost live broadcast room system. The ugly rabbit-like mark made her look at it a few more times. It seemed familiar?

The originally dark night outside was lit up by warm lights, making it noisy.

He raised his right hand and drew a talisman on his wrist, but it had no effect at all. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't care.

She is the only direct disciple of Taiqing Temple. Although the master passed away a few years ago, Bai Li has learned ten times ten of his things. He can catch ghosts and draw talismans with ease, but they are just ghosts. Just raise your hand and give them to them. Knock it out with one fist.

Picking up the cell phone on the bedside table, the news was full of headlines about this horror game.

People who initially thought they were being pranked found that everyone around them heard the strange electronic sound, and couldn't help but feel fear. They all asked online to vent their fears.

I don’t like coriander: “What’s going on now? This electronic sound suddenly appeared in my head.”

I’m the one who loves coriander: “Who says it’s not, and whether the so-called ghosts are real or fake.”

"The one upstairs, the mark of the ghost live broadcast is melted into the hand, how can it be fake?"

……

Bai Li scrolled down and found nothing useful. From the electronic sound just now, it seemed that he emphasized not to touch the rules. What would happen if the rules were touched.

There was also the ghost live broadcast room in his hand, everything was weird, but before Bai Li could think about it, he heard another electronic sound, and in the blink of an eye, there was no figure on the big bed in the room.

With a "pop", Bai Li was thrown to the ground hard, and there were other people around him.

He rubbed his injured arm and looked around, as if he was in a reception hall.

The ghost live broadcast on my wrist automatically popped up and was suspended in the air, but there was no one in the live broadcast room.

The mechanical sound sounded again along with a strange tone, "Welcome players to the Dark Fairy Tale Dungeon."

"In a distant country, there is a princess with black hair and red lips, and the most beautiful face."

"But I didn't expect that under the curse of the witch, she became ugly. As a symbol of the empire, she was no longer beautiful. The king ordered the princess to be locked up."

"But I didn't expect that after that day, strange events suddenly occurred in the palace. Soldiers and maids kept disappearing. Rumors spread that the princess was a bad luck star. In order to cover up and appease the people, they could only order soldiers and maids to be recruited from civilians. ."