Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

This hand definitely doesn't belong to Sui Ying.

Sui Ying is small and has delicate hands.

The young girl had soft palms, and when she got close to her, Xiao Jin could smell a fragrance at the tip of his nose.

But the hand just now was more like bones than a hand. The fingers were very long and very strong, as if it wanted to crush Xiao Jin's shoulder.

After missing the first strike, the opponent seemed not to want to attack again. Seeing this, Xiao Jin slowly lowered the hand holding the long knife and continued to move forward.

In the dim and depressing darkness, time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, another five minutes had passed.

Xiao Jin stopped suddenly. After the hand disappeared, she kept walking forward along the wall. According to the rules of the game, she needed to find the middle-aged male player, but along the way, Xiao Jin had never encountered a corner, let alone a person.

She stroked the cold wall and kept moving forward, but the house was so small that she should have arrived long ago.

Xiao Jin took a deep breath. The surroundings became increasingly quiet, and the chill gradually spread upwards from the soles of his feet.

In desperation, Xiao Jin quickly pulled out a yellowed ghost-chasing talisman from her backpack. With a flick of her fingertips, the talisman was instantly activated by an invisible force, emitting a dazzling golden light in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a "hissing" sound erupted in the air, and the yellow talisman suddenly turned into a raging flame, illuminating the dead silence around it.

In the midst of the fire, an extremely shrill scream broke the silence. The sound was sharp and desperate, coming directly from above Xiao Jin's head, making people shudder.

Xiao Jin's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked up. A figure was half hanging in the air. His head was buried in the ceiling, but his body was struggling below.

Perhaps the exorcism talisman worked, the figure screamed and disappeared in an instant.

At that time, the light from the talisman paper disappeared, and the surroundings were once again immersed in darkness. But Xiao Jin also heard the air flow and breathing sounds around him.

Following the direction of her memory, Xiao Jin continued to move forward, and this time she smoothly touched the back of the middle-aged male player.

Xiao Jin didn't know how long she had been haunted by the ghost, but the next second when she touched the middle-aged man, a very short cry came out of his mouth.

Although the sound was not loud, it was very clear inside the house.

Oops!

After hearing this sudden sound, the same thought popped up in the minds of the four people.

Sure enough, before Xiao Jin could react, a pair of arms quickly grabbed the middle-aged male player's head from top to bottom, and then twisted it hard.

The groaning sounds of twisted and torn bones echoed throughout the house, and a large amount of blood splattered everywhere, some of which even sprayed onto the ceiling.

This time Xiao Jin saw clearly that the owner of the arms was a pale man who looked to be in his thirties and had a handsome appearance. Unfortunately, the fine stitches on his neck ruined his temperament.

Seeing that the ghost was about to run away with the middle-aged player's head in his hands, Xiao Jin swung his long sword over, but unfortunately he was still a step too slow. The blade hit the roof and then fell down and was caught by Xiao Jin.

Now that the person in front of her was gone, according to the rules, the game had to start from Xiao Jin. She continued to move forward and soon came behind Sui Feng.

The handover was normal this time and the fourth lap was passed safely.

But by the fifth round, the unlucky person changed from Xiao Jin to Sui Feng.

Sui Feng was also attacked by a ghost. If he could talk to Xiao Jin, he would find that the ghost he encountered was completely different from the one Xiao Jin encountered.

At the beginning, Sui Feng only felt that his whole body was quietly invaded by an inexplicable feeling of fatigue. Every step forward seemed to be carrying a heavy weight. The air seemed to be filled with a suffocating silence, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Seeing this, Sui Feng tried hard to adjust his breathing, trying to dispel the sudden discomfort, but the more he struggled, the more obvious the heaviness became.

Suddenly, Sui Feng suddenly realized that he had been walking for a long time, but why hadn’t he met Aying yet!

An ominous premonition pierced his heart like ice, causing Sui Feng to stop involuntarily. The air around him seemed to freeze at this moment.

At this moment, a clearly audible gasp broke the silence, and Sui Feng's expression froze, because he actually heard two breathing sounds.

One of them was his own, quick and heavy.

And another panting sound, as light as if it were not heard, yet extremely clear, it was close to Sui Feng's ear, with an icy touch that made Sui Feng's spine instantly chilled.

Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the cold ground, making a subtle but harsh sound.

The next second, Sui Feng felt a strange feeling on his back, as if something was tightly attached to his spine, and a pair of soft and boneless arms went from his shoulders to his chest and slowly closed.

Sui Feng's eyes widened and his heart was beating wildly. He cursed and a copper bell appeared in his hand.

Damn it, what the hell is this? Are you worthy of coveting my chastity? Get down from here!

Sui Feng gently spun the bronze bell in his hand. In an instant, a series of rapid and crisp bell sounds surged out like a tide, echoing in the surrounding space.

As the ringing sound spread, chains gleaming with golden luster appeared out of thin air. They meandered and moved like living things, aiming directly at the eerie and terrifying female ghost behind Sui Feng.

Sui Feng's expression was grim, his hands like iron clamps, tightly clasping the struggling pale arms on his chest, not allowing the ghost girl any chance to escape. The ghost girl's face was twisted with anger and unwillingness, but she could only scream in vain under Sui Feng's clamp.

As soon as those golden chains touched the female ghost's body, they immediately wrapped around her, getting tighter and tighter, making a series of heart-pounding creaking sounds.

At this critical moment, Sui Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. It turned out that the female ghost had unexpectedly produced sharp nails and scratched his protective suit.

Several shocking bloodstains suddenly appeared on his solid chest, and blood slowly oozed out.

hiss~

Sui Feng pressed hard against the ghost girl's arm, preventing her nails from moving forward even a single step.

Shameless! Why are you even tearing clothes?

"Hmm~"

Sui Feng's face flushed red, and he slowly pried the ghost's arms apart. At the same time, he pulled the chain behind him a little bit, and soon pulled her off Sui Feng's back.

He took a long breath, and the heaviness around him suddenly disappeared. Under inertia, Sui Feng leaned forward a few steps.

When he came to his senses, the surroundings had returned to normal and the female ghost had disappeared. If it weren't for the scraps of cloth swaying in front of him, he would have really thought that everything that happened before was an illusion!

And the other side.

At the same time when Sui Feng encountered the ghost, Xiao Jin also keenly noticed something unusual.