Undead Chessboard

"Really, don't you need to look for them? Will you get lost if you walk like this..." Yu Zhuo talked about a lot of his fears, and walked beside Xing Shengli because he didn't dare to walk behind.

"You are very noisy." Xing Shengli said in a deep voice, mainly because the other party was arguing in his ear, it was so annoying that he wanted to throw the other party into the river.

"Oh..." Yu Zhuo shut up.

On the stone railing on the left, countless hands are climbing, and the stiff movements are somewhat clumsy. The blue hands are under the moon, and the raised veins on the back of the hands are more obvious. The fingernails seem to have not stopped growing after death. It's scary.

"Mom, are these things really okay?" Yuzhuo was particularly afraid that those hands would suddenly move, and then they would rush towards her face, and she would be dragged into the river.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhuo shivered and shook his head, he couldn't think about these things, what if his crow's mouth worked, he would die.

"If there are no accidents, these things are just to scare you." Xing Shengli looked at these twisted things that were not like human hands with contempt written all over his face.

There are so many hands above, it is enough to see how many bones were buried under the river. This can be regarded as a small mass grave.

"Fuck! Slot!!" Yu Zhuo screamed, because there were hands behind her, coming towards her hair, and there were actually a pair of mouths on the palms, as if saying, I want a substitute! !

"Get out of the way!" Xing Shengli pushed Yu Zhuo away, and then grabbed the ghost's wrist with both hands, the veins of the ghost's hand bulged, and the mouth showed its fangs, wanting to eat the damned People who hinder it from getting a substitute.

The fangs are white and densely connected with flesh and blood. In the middle, you can see the thorns on the tongue, which are connected with the disgusting green mucus. It is very disgusting, and when it is opened, it emits a green gas.

Xing Shengli frowned, broke off the ghost hand at an extremely fast speed, and threw it to the river. His disgusted brows never let go, watching these ghost hands crawling towards the bank one by one as if they were alive.

"By the way, brother, are you really not worried?" Brother Chang actually had a bad sixth sense, but seeing Yan Yu's unhurried appearance, he finally decided to trust his sixth sense I'm reminding you again.

This time Yan Yu didn't return, but looked at the same hair as Xing Shengli's on the steps, but it disappeared, and the original steps were restored.

"Haha, it's okay, I still believe that the boss can beat those ghosts." Qing Yu drank a little tiredly.

"Okay, I always feel that there is something terrible over there. By the way, boy, why are you weak? Drink water after walking such a distance. I haven't drunk a drop yet." Brother Chang patted He patted Qingyu on the back.

"Hahaha, I'm not physically weak, I'm tired from walking." Qingyu replied with a smile, and glanced at it from the corner of the eye. Yan Yu was sitting in front of the steps, looking at the steps.

"It's really unlucky for you too. I moved when I met you." Xing Sheng looked expressionlessly at the densely packed ghost hands crawling towards him in front of him. The accomplice was trampled to death.

"Big... big brother, why don't you talk about this at this time, okay, I'm afraid of death" Yu Zhuo said tremblingly, saying that he was afraid of death, mainly because of pain, if death was not accompanied by any pain, then he would rather to die.

"Oh, do you know that on the chessboard, excessive dependence on others is fatal? What else can you do now other than take up your own weapons and fight? I leave this to you." Xing Shengli jumped onto the dense leaves Thick branches below.

Looking at the ghost hands that started to gather beside Yu Zhuo, he raised his eyebrows, threw a small bottle down, and said, "It's cheap for you."

The small bottle is the blood left by the last chessboard game. It is easy to copy that thing, but the effect is still not as good as the original effect, but it is almost the same. It is more than enough to destroy these.

On the chessboard, if it depends on others, then sorry, your life can only be extended until the person who protects you dies, and if you can’t grow by yourself, death will erode your mind.

Yu Zhuo was hit on the head by the small bottle, and he caught it with question marks all over his face, what the hell is this.

"Kill those things," Xing Shengli said coldly, "This bottle of blood, what you let him change into depends entirely on your own strength, and I'm on it."

Yu Zhuo raised her head, and saw Xing Sheng, who was hiding under the leaves, looking down at him with cold eyes, but she seemed to see a hint of encouragement from those cold and ruthless eyes.

So, Yu Zhuo encouraged himself, picked up a stone from the ground in his hand, and smashed the stone at the damn ghost hand. Unfortunately, the mouth in the palm of the ghost hand was not a vegetarian either. He bit the stone and chewed it up. The voice is mocking the general.

Like a flea, the ghost hand rushed towards Yu Zhuo's face,

Yu Zhuo was really stupefied, he didn't know what to do at this time, but he seemed to have remembered what Xing Shengli said: What you let him change depends on your own strength.

That is, whether you want it to be turned into a weapon is fine.

Yu Zhuo believed in his mind that a game he loved to play when he was alive, seemed to change in that bottle of blood in an instant, it opened automatically, slipped out, and was still frozen in his hand for a while. The appearance of a gun.

Yuzhuo's eyes showed a look of joy at the beginning, and he was about to slash the spear in his hand at these ghost hands.It turns out that the gun in my hand is actually only half..., and the blade has not been transformed completely, only one side.

Yuzhuo: "..."

Xing Shengli: "..." It shouldn't be a question of how much blood there is.

But the situation did not allow Yu Zhuo to stay in a daze any longer, seeing that the nearest ghost hand had already started to bite down on his leg, and the ghost hands around him were getting closer and closer.

Xing Shengli raised his eyebrows, wanting to see how the other party would choose.

Yu Zhuo couldn't think so much, the gun in his hand had followed his instinct to survive, and slashed towards the thing that was so ugly that he couldn't describe it in words.

This gun was a semi-finished product, but it was bitten by the ghost's hand, and it couldn't be pulled out, and it began to disappear gradually from the tip.

Xing Shengli: "..." This is not a problem with the quality of the blood.

"Think of something practical." Xing Shengli reminded, besides cold weapons, there are other things that can be used. These cold weapons are not comparable to those that have been evolving since ancient times.

"What..." Yu Zhuo was pawing at the ghost hand under his feet with his hands. At that moment, he ignored the fear and threw the ghost hand under the bridge. But what was one ghost hand? The other ghost hands were like fleas. It's not over, one is lost, and the next one will come.

The ghost hands began to climb up one by one, and some of them had already taken Yu Zhuo's knees.

Think of something practical and practical! !fire! ! !This is practical, at least it will not be bitten, the gun in Yuzhuo's hand begins to dissolve and change, and Yuzhuo himself is surrounded by ghost hands.

She was betting that her strength was not that bad, and that the ability of this bottle of blood was not that weak. Of course, she was also betting that Xing Shengli would not let herself die so easily.

The ghost hand surrounded Yu Zhuo's whole body, it looked like a meat ball, the blood in every vein on the meat ball was beating, as if to show his excitement.

The bottle of blood did not disappoint Yu Zhuo, a spark jumped onto the wriggling meat ball, ordinary sparks, relying on this is useless.

But the vial of blood itself was nothing normal.

"It's enough." Xing Shengli jumped down, watching the meat ball being burned by sparks, the fire spread, illuminating the bones on the river surface, and the bones on it floated up one by one.Floating beneath the moonlight.

The flames illuminated Xing Shengli's face, making it look even more flawless.The meat ball began to turn into ashes, and the ashes were blown away by the wind.

Seeing Yu Zhuo fainted on the ground, the remaining blood returned to the bottle, Xing Shengli picked it up and stuffed it into Yu Zhuo's pocket, then picked him up and walked up the steps.

There are even more terrifying things on the steps, countless faces, faces inlaid on the steps.They opened their evil teeth, waiting for the prey to move towards their mouths.

"Tsk, it's still very troublesome, but fighting with fate, is it really a battle? No matter what the fate is, the final fate of the chessboard must never disappear," Xing Shengli said to himself.

Those gods of destiny in the West, in fact, gods also have destiny. Destiny is everywhere and can be changed but never allowed to disappear.

Xing Shengli stopped in front of the steps "Working for the rebellion, flagrantly violating the chessboard and atonement, death penalty"

"Burning Sacrifice" flames suddenly appeared in front of Xing Shengli, squandering towards the sky.Dye the whole sky yellow, like dusk.

No one can escape responsibility for the sins they have committed.

Even the Taiping world has the death penalty.

"Fuck, big brother, here we come." Brother Chang watched Xing Shengli come out with Yu Zhuo in his arms, and Yu Zhuo's body... seemed to be full of bite wounds, so he looked at Xing Shengli in disbelief.

"Look, I'm a good person." Xing Shengli didn't expect that the other party would suspect that he was a hypocrite?

"How can it be solved quickly? Haha, then come and see what's so mysterious about this test of courage with us." Yan Yu got up for the first time since sitting down, and walked in the direction of Xing Shengli.

"This person is from your side, then" Xing Shengli threw Yu Zhuo to Yan Yu, clapped his hands "he's weak enough" Xing Shengli rolled his eyes.

Xing Shengli "What do you see here?"

Yan Yu "I didn't see anything, but I think Qingyu is a little suspicious. I don't know if this is the person you are looking for?"

Xing Shengli "don't know"

Yan Yu "..."

"Their skin-changing skills are considered top-notch, and although their strength is not that strong, they have been spent on defense for thousands of years. It is not easy to find them." Xing Shengli also knows that if they don't want us to know, in addition to showing their feet, It is difficult to find.

However, as long as he is alive, there is no way to escape from him.

"I think Qing is a character in this game," Yan Yu said again.

"Oh, where did you guess?" Xing Shengli knew that the other party's IQ was good, but now there were not enough clues, so even if he had a guess, he couldn't verify it.A guess is a guess after all.

"Guess from your heart, I know you have thoughts in your heart, so, don't keep these things in your heart all day..." When Yan Yu was about to start pouring chicken soup for the soul, Xing Shengli felt that he told the other party to stop.

"Shut up, although I don't know where you are, and although you are not an ordinary person, these things are beyond your control.

"..." Yan Yu was silent for a while, her smile restrained

"...Sorry" Although Xing Shengli didn't know what he was sorry for, but he remembered that he was angry with me... right...

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