Please breed an escape boss! [unlimited]

The name made Zhou Ying move slowly.

He was struggling, and there was a trace of pain in his empty expression, and even the black nails were constantly shrinking and shrinking.

"Well……!"

Yin Changxia fell into great consternation. It seemed that his emotions fluctuated more violently than before when he was in the docking state.So much so that the player who was caught by the ghost in front of him was about to attack, Yin Changxia was not slowed down.

Fu Wanqing shouted behind him: "What are you doing? Don't stop!"

Yin Changxia gasped slightly, grabbed the dagger in his hand, and stabbed forward fiercely.

Hot blood was dripping on his cheeks, and Yin Changxia's breath was even hotter than the blood.

His chest heaved up and down, and he clenched his teeth and shouted, "Xu Mo!"

As soon as the name came out, gusts of wind blew up near Zhengyang Street, blowing the wreaths with the word "Dian" tottering.

Before Yin Changxia was attacked, Xu Mo had already shown the coercion of the boss.

The player with the upper body of the ghost felt severe pain, and his arm had been pierced by a blood hole here.

The ghost has not yet left the body, and looked at Yin Changxia in a trance, it turned out to be endless darkness and twists, and his coercion was scarier than that of Li Gui.

The emotions of the player and the ghost were in harmony, and they suddenly shuddered and shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The player fell to the ground, but Yin Changxia missed his vitals. Although he was injured, he helped him indirectly.

The ghost in his body had already been frightened out, and was immediately bewitched by the light of the lantern in Yin Changxia's hand, and rolled to the back of the ghost team.

Only then did Yin Changxia look at Zhou Ying, with intense emotions surging in his heart.

"Where's Ji Jintang?"

The ghost in Zhou Ying's body still refused to give up, grabbing the body tightly.

Yin Changxia walked over there in a few steps, dropped his weapon, and clenched his fingers into fists: "Since you don't want to come out, I'll beat you out!"

White smoke rose from the right hand, turning from flesh and blood into white bones.

When Yin Changxia punched away, there seemed to be a mountain of ghosts behind him, and a large piece of darkness followed behind him, like wings blooming in the dark night.

bump--

As soon as he made a move, the ghost in Zhou Ying's body started to fight back, using the long blade in Zhou Ying's hand to catch the ghost bone's attack.

It's just that Zhou Ying was still affected by the coercion of Ghost Bone and Xu Mo's boss, so he took several steps back.

Zhou Ying still couldn't wake up, his hands were spinning like twists and turns.

A little bit, a little bit, until the human body can't bear it.

This is the ghost provoking him.

Yin Changxia's expression became more and more serious, and the ghost in Zhou Ying's body completely angered him: "Xu Mo, tear him apart."

The cultivator's order greatly affected Xu Mo.

He looked at the other person again, full of bloody smell, and only regarded him as food.

Gollum.

The hunger suppressed by the breeder broke out at this moment.

Xu Mo was also there when Yin Changxia exposed his spiritual physique, so how could he not be affected?

He looked up at Yin Changxia like looking up at a mountain, and he didn't dare to stick out his fangs to him, so naturally he didn't dare to yearn for a spiritual physique.

But now this longing has all turned into a desire that needs to be vented.

Xu Mo suddenly got into Zhou Ying's body. At that moment, he was not afraid, but excited.

He was playing with other ghosts.

It turns out that this is the thrill of being a B-level field boss.

Hee hee hee.

The surrounding wreaths were all blown out by the gloomy wind, and the glaring founding characters were scattered all over the ground, some of which were even stained with the mud on the ground. They lay sideways like this, as if they had grown two pairs of eyes, looking gloomy. watching them.

Such an eerie night makes everything unpredictable.

What will happen?

Fu Wanqing looked at this side with deep eyes, and slowly covered the weapon knife cover with his hands. If something was wrong, he would strike immediately.

The rotation of Zhou Ying's arm stopped.

What followed was Zhou Ying's expression as if he was bursting, rolling on the ground in pain: "Oh! Ah Qi...help me."

"Zhou Ying never called me Ah Qi. In the confusion, did you even find the wrong memory?"

Yin Changxia watched coldly, "Xu Mo, eat him."

To be so sweet and tired of calling him by this name, there is only one Ji Jintang in the world.

The ghost didn't expect Yin Changxia to be crazier than him. He wanted to run away, but he saw the ghost that had left the player's body before, and was affected by the light of the lantern and lost his sanity.

He was in a dilemma for a while, but Xu Mo bit his ghost core directly.

It's over...!

The moment of hesitation is defeat.

The ghost core broke like a crystal, and the ghost screamed: "Ah!"

The body was torn apart and disappeared completely.

Zhou Ying's expression also lost the pain and became peaceful.

Fu Wanqing looked at Yin Changxia in astonishment. He knew that Yin Changxia was strong, but he didn't expect Yin Changxia to act so simply.

It's just that Yin Changxia's various behaviors made Fu Wanqing confused.

"Are you ordering the ghost in your cargo to let him haunt you?"

"Don't you know that the ghost in the cargo is more eager to get a body than ordinary ghosts? You are letting go of the rein and letting him grab the bodies of other players."

"I got rid of a small one and replaced it with a big one."

Yin Changxia: "He dare not."

Fu Wanqing: "Naive!"

Fu Wanqing couldn't care less about looking for Xu Jiao in the back, and he finally walked to Yin Changxia's side, thinking that even if he destroyed that body and dragged out that ghost alive, it would not be able to interrupt Yin Changxia's docking state.

No one can interrupt him to complete the ghost talk [-]!

Yin Changxia grabbed his arm: "What are you doing?"

Fu Wanqing: "Of course I killed the player who stood in the way."

There was blood in his tone, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he was talking about the weather.

How many lives have passed in this person's hands?

Yin Changxia: "He's not a ghost in my stuff."

Fu Wanqing: "You think I'm an idiot? It's not a ghost in your cargo, why can you order him?"

Seeing the fierce dispute ahead, Cao Deng couldn't care less, time waits for no one!

Cao Deng in the rear shouted: "He is a boss breeder!"

Fu Wanqing's furious expression froze on his face, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, and his brain completely cooled down.

Boss breeder?

Fu Wanqing looked Yin Changxia up and down, and couldn't believe that the player he picked up was someone who could change the game.

It was only a few seconds of shock before he returned to normal.

"Even if it's a boss breeder..."

Fu Wanqing was deeply disgusted by all ghosts, "Can you guarantee that he will listen to you?"

His teammates in Lie Yu died because they believed in ghosts.

At that time, Fu Wanqing knew that as long as it was a ghost, no one could be trusted!

Of course, it also includes ghosts in the load.

Yin Changxia supported his forehead with a headache: "Get out of that body."

Fu Wanqing's expression was a little cold, and the shadows of dead branches beside the building fell on his cheeks, like hideous scars.

However, what Fu Wanqing didn't expect was that Xu Mo really struggled to get out of Zhou Ying's body.

Under the light of the lantern, although the ghost cannot see the whole picture, the general outline can still be seen clearly.

"I……"

"I made a promise." Submission is the core of his ghost core, and Xu Mo will never violate it. "I will sharpen it into a sharp knife."

Fu Wanqing's eyes were straightened, as if he had heard something that he couldn't believe.

Grind?

It's just a ghost, so much determination?

Xu Mo's voice echoed in Fu Wanqing's ears coldly and distantly: "He can't use a blunt knife."

Fu Wanqing: "..."

Why do you hear this with a trace of grievance?

Xu Mo's figure disappeared again, quietly buried by the darkness.

[Quickly...]

[The loading and docking must be completed. ]

[Otherwise, I will...]

Xu Mo's words were intermittent, and even Yin Changxia, the cultivator, was about to lose his hearing.

Things are imminent.

Whether it's the docking of objects, the second strange story, or the matter of Ji Jintang, it's like three knives hanging over Yin Changxia's head.

Yin Changxia bent down and picked up Zhou Ying, his face enlarged in front of Zhou Ying's eyes: "Are you awake?"

Zhou Ying was exhausted and was still panting, as if he hadn't reacted.

During this period, Yin Changxia did not stop. The burning time of the green candle was limited, and it was impossible to walk from Zhengyang Street to the execution platform.

He must speed up.

He was in such a bad state under the load docking that he didn't want to expend any more energy.Only by holding this lantern in your hand can you not be delayed by ghosts on the road.

On both sides of the wet and slippery streets, there are only mottled and simple traces left.

Stepping on it with the soles of your feet gives you the illusion of being in the clouds.

There are dilapidated houses everywhere, and the original vermilion windows have long since peeled off their paint, like scenes from old movies.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ying yelled, "Chang Xia?"

Yin Changxia frowned: "Open your mouth and call this name, it seems that you know I'm here to play?"

Zhou Ying: "..."

People with unstable minds are prone to ghosts.

Obviously, what he had experienced in the tenant game, he made another mistake.

Yin Changxia: "Where's Ji Jintang?"

As soon as Zhou Ying heard this name, he became excited. He didn't dare to ask Yin Changxia for help, and he struggled to stand up straight, even if he almost stumbled and fell halfway.

"Long summer..."

"I must get you out of this ghost game."

Seeing him like this, Yin Changxia felt a little sad in his heart. It seemed that Ji Jintang was indeed in danger.

Yin Changxia: "What happened?"

Zhou Ying was still stubborn and said: "This game can't be left behind. How can this kind of rubbish and bullshit world be regarded as salvation? It's clearly a purgatory on earth!"

Zhou Ying's memory still stays in Yin Changxia in the tenant's game.

For his longevity, he had to participate in the game.

How could anyone really like such a hopeless and painful place?

Zhou Ying finally regained some energy, and looked towards Yin Changxia——

He held the lamp, followed by a large number of ghosts.

This palace lantern is very special, the road under Yin Changxia's feet is like stepping out of a galaxy, in which there are dots of stars, shining like fine diamonds, reflecting Yin Changxia's thrilling beauty.

like...

The king of ghosts comes to the world, and all ghosts travel at night.

Zhou Ying was lost for a moment, attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

The next second, Zhou Ying came back to his senses and asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Yin Changxia: "The execution platform."

Zhou Ying's eyes narrowed: "No way! I just escaped from there!"

Didn't he see that so many players were possessed by ghosts?

Yin Changxia said calmly: "It seems that the decision to go to the execution platform is right."

Zhou Ying's tone trembled: "Chang, Chang Xia, listen to me!"

His tone was choked with sobs, guilt, self-blame, and all emotions came at the same time: "I heard from A-level players that as long as they pay a one-time payment of a hundred years of life, they can completely escape from this ghost game."

Ji Jintang had already had an accident, and he didn't want Yin Changxia to have another accident.

Yin Changxia: "A-level player? Which A-level player?"

It seems to be Li Pupa.

No wonder Zhou Ying appeared in the corridor of Wuding Inn.

Zhou Ying didn't answer, as if thinking of something, his expression looked painful.

Yin Changxia already guessed it anyway: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. But you can only leave the game after a hundred years of longevity. Have you really thought about what this means?"

Zhou Ying: "I'll make it up for you!"

In order to make up for the vacancy in his heart, Zhou Ying looked at Yin Changxia, as if he wanted to get salvation from him, and repeated: "I will help you, as long as you are safe."

Fu Wanqing in front of him sneered, he hadn't heard such a funny joke for a long time.

If he can live a hundred years, how much worse will his strength be?

His eager appearance was not really for Yin Changxia, but for his own peace of mind.

He never asked a single word—

Is Yin Changxia willing?

"Chang Xia, make a decision quickly, you..."

When Zhou Ying touched Yin Changxia's body, his face was startled, and he almost lost his mind and shouted, "Are you in the docking state?"

Yin Changxia: "..."

The tragedy was once again staged in front of him, and Zhou Ying's mood could no longer be stabilized.

That scene resurfaced in his mind again, laughing wildly at him like a monster.

Can't escape...

I can't escape wherever I go...

Zhou Ying yelled: "These things are all damned, they are all evil spirits, they must get out of this game!"

Between the ghost bone and the lantern, Zhou Ying actually thought that the lantern was Yin Changxia's possession. After all, the lantern could attract hundreds of ghosts to follow, which ordinary props couldn't do.

Zhou Ying quickly stretched out his hand, which is bound to interrupt Yin Changxia's current docking of loads.

Fu Wanqing no longer dared to stay out of the matter and laugh at it. He hadn't expected Zhou Ying's actions at all, and hadn't expected Zhou Ying to misunderstand this level at all.

"Stop! Are you looking for death?"

But it was too late to reach out again.

Zhou Ying touched the long pole of the lantern and accidentally became skewed.Fortunately, Yin Changxia stepped up his strength so that the lantern did not fall to the ground.

Yin Changxia's face darkened suddenly, and he lifted the lantern far away, and changed his right hand to lift it.

Yin Changxia grabbed Zhou Ying's collar with his left hand: "Then I will tell you clearly, no one can take the game away from me, who said I am willing to leave?"

Zhou Ying: "Chang Xia, I am doing it for your own good."

Yin Changxia: "During the years when you let me go, I didn't dare to have too much relationship with anyone. After my parents died, I was alone. There was no room for me in the world. I even got terminally ill. It's a game! I have a ray of hope and have earned part of my life."

Zhou Ying's heart was like a heavy hammer.

"I……"

Yin Changxia: "Aren't you always jealous of Tang Qize? Then I'll tell you why I consider him a friend. He met me in this state."

Among them, Zong Tan was naturally included.

The registration field was when he was in his worst condition. No matter how he used it, even if it was forcibly linked together, Zong Tan gave him different meanings.

The timing of their meeting was too coincidental.

Yin Changxia: "I don't need others to redeem me, the one who redeems me is myself."

Zhou Ying finally calmed down, as if he had lost all his strength, and was unable to say a word again.

He and Ji Jintang had a bad time since childhood.

Probably it was Yin Changxia's tenacity that attracted countless people to follow.

He always shines.

It's ridiculous that such a person also has his lowest point.

The night wind is thin and cool, as cold as penetrating into the bone marrow.

Obviously he was half a head taller than Yin Changxia, but at this moment he was looking up at Yin Changxia.

It was only then that Zhou Ying realized that the distance between them had been stretched extremely far, as if there was a huge gap between the past and the present.Yin Changxia has already stood in the 'now', but he is still addicted to the 'past'.

Zhou Ying was silent for a long time, then pointed forward: "Jintang—he is in front."

—

It's finally here.

When everyone arrived at the gate of the execution platform, Yin Changxia found that the surrounding area was surrounded by sharp iron fences.

The scary thing is that above the iron fence, there are heads bleeding with blood and tears.All of them had their hair shaved, round and round, with their eyes closed, and they all had mournful expressions.

The night wind swirled on the wooden platform, and there were blood stains on it that were difficult to wash off.

How many people died here?

Yin Changxia: "Where's Ji Jintang?"

However, because of Zhou Ying's snatching action just now, Yin Changxia changed hands, but suddenly found that the black paint on the long lantern pole held by the ghost bone was fading, and then turned into a bone.

Fu Wanqing said in surprise, "It's the ribs."

Yin Changxia: "..."

If Zhou Ying hadn't made such a fuss just now, Yin Changxia would not have changed hands yet.

After all, Li Pu took part of the bone from his right hand before to make Zong Tan's body. As a result, Yin Changxia in this game has been in a state where it is not easy to control the ghost bone, so he is used to using his left hand.

It turns out that only by touching the ghost bone can the long pole of the lantern show its true appearance?

Such a mistake made Yin Changxia discover some clues: "There are words engraved on it."

Fu Wanqing hurried over: "Quickly read!"

Yin Changxia stroked the words on it: "Ailang... Your wife restrains you and doesn't want you to make those little things. You must be itching for the past three years, right? I'm sending you the ribs of my slave, hoping that Ailang will do as usual .”

The atmosphere suddenly became weird, and everyone was quiet.

The ghosts following Yin Changxia woke up at this second, desperately trying to break free.

But how evil is this lantern?

It restrained these ghosts and prevented them from fleeing, so these ghosts locked their targets on Yin Changxia.

They stretched out their hands one after another, and the scarlet ghost hands were stacked one after another, as if seeing a high wall.

A dark wind blew in Yin Changxia's ears, and a gloomy voice sounded——

"Return~my~life~come."

To scare him back?

Yin Changxia didn't care about the docking state of the load at all, and his fear was a little deeper than others.As soon as his body trembled, he took out the angry mask and put it on his face. After the ghost bone's attack power increased, he punched a few times to the side.

"You guys, get out." While hammering, he was still trembling.

Zhou Ying: "..."

Fu Wanqing: "..."

It's just that it's not lethal, but Yin Changxia's punches are very lethal.

The ghosts in the rear no longer dared to be scary, and hid one after another, crying with their heads in their arms, doubting life.

Who is the ghost?

Zhou Ying was still doubting what he saw, and couldn't believe that it was the work of Yin Changxia, who was 'very ill'.

Fu Wanqing coughed dryly: "They haven't shouted at the back, maybe they couldn't find Xu Jiao. Let's go to the execution platform, Xu Jiao may be here. Just walk around inside, and you will definitely find her."

Every step I take, I think it must be extremely dangerous.

Seeing that there were only three or ten minutes left before the gate of hell opened, Yin Changxia stepped onto the execution platform without any hesitation.

Every step he took, he really felt a strong resentment.

Zhou Ying stood below and looked at Fu Wanqing angrily: "You deliberately let Chang Xia hold the lantern because you know that the ghost's mood swings are the most serious in the docking state, right? Most of them are scenes before death, resentment , despair, so as to overshadow the pain of the execution platform?”

The scene before death?

He had seen it before, and what he saw when they were docking was not the scene of Zong Tan's death at all, but his appearance like a prison bird.

What Zong Tan fears most is not death, but being trapped in a prison.

Yin Changxia's nose was sore, and his heart felt stuffy, and he understood Zong Tan little by little from other people's words.

"This is a deal between us, you have nothing to do with it."

Fu Wanqing looked at Yin Changxia with admiration in his eyes, "Every step you take, I will tell you about the craftsman until Xu Jiao shows up."

Yin Changxia focused his attention: "Deal."

The execution platform is not too big, and it takes at least one and a half minutes to complete it at his speed.

"You must already know the general situation, right? I found three in-depth things in total."

"First, the ghost city kills a lot of people every year. Those are people who want to flee with their families. After they die, their heads will be stuck on these iron bars, so that they are not allowed to leave the ghost city after death."

Yin Changxia's expression froze every time he took a step.

It turned out that the voices he heard on Zhengyang Street were these dead people.

"The reason for this is, of course, that some weird babies are often born in the ghost town. They look like they have not drank Meng Po soup, but have been reincarnated directly."

"Ghost towns are places between yin and yang. These families who give birth to weird babies are not afraid at all, and even live in ghost towns specifically, hoping that their dead relatives can live again in this way. But such children are flawed, just None of them can live past the age of 30. If they reincarnate again, the number of years they can live will be halved again."

"They buried the news and killed people who fled in fear."

Sweat dripped from Yin Changxia's forehead, and he suddenly thought of Wan Hailiang and Master Wan.

Wan Hailiang will plant ghost seeds on other people, which is enough to make Yin Changxia strange.

Now it seems……

Perhaps Wan Hailiang also revived for the second time in this way.

Doubts are cleared up.

"Second, the craftsman also lived in this way for the second time."

"At that stage just now, it was the beginning of the ghost city. After 500 years, the increase of outsiders caused this idea to be cast aside. Those who did not support it gained the upper hand, and began to hunt and kill such people."

"These heads you see are the targets of massacres."

"They are called alien souls."

"I don't need to say more about the process of the craftsman getting to know his wife. But it was different from the rumors. At that time, the confrontation between the two parties was already the most intense. The craftsman betrayed the ghosts and carved Buddha statues to suppress them."

Another doubt was solved.

Yin Changxia resisted the feeling of chills and trembling all over his body, and continued walking, hoping to hear more.

"But a monster is a monster, how can it be recognized by forcibly assimilating into humans?"

"The common people are starting to settle."

"In addition, the craftsman's wife found that he continued to make those gadgets, and some ghosts even sent him countless materials. His wife was afraid of being retaliated by the people, so she stayed behind closed doors all day long. "

"The massacre of the craftsman also happened at this time."

Yin Changxia looked at Fu Wanqing: "So the craftsman wants to kill everyone in the ghost town in a fit of anger?"

Even the hags released by the players are those ghosts who were born once with memories, right?

Fu Wanqing hummed: "Everyone in the ghost town, including the hag...is indeed suspected, but this is a B-level arena, how can the game make such a simple puzzle? The massacre of the craftsman still needs to read Xu Jiao's confession .”

Speaking of this, Fu Wanqing had an ugly expression.

"hateful!"

"I've tried to avoid suspense games as much as possible. I didn't expect that comprehensive games still rely on my brain."

Yin Changxia: "..."

Then he can be considered a leak.

After Guai Tan II, they never collected information on their own initiative.

When Fu Wanqing was about to say the third point, he saw a faint figure behind Yin Changxia.

Fu Wanqing wanted to distinguish her carefully, but after looking at her outline, he immediately understood: "It's Xu Jiao!"

Everyone understood the importance of Xu Jiao, and quickly reached out to her.

"Don't let her run away!"

But before they wanted to enter, they discovered that the execution platform only allowed Yin Changxia to enter. When they started to act, a huge crack appeared.

This crack blocked them, with a width of two meters, as if it wanted to tear apart the space.

"Ah Qi..."

A voice sounded from high above, and Yin Changxia suddenly looked up.

This time there is no combination of yin jade and yang jade, and the core of the game is gradually revealed.

There are towering gods and Buddhas above them all, and they all hold weapons in their hands. It looks like a weapon warehouse, and it also looks like a tomb for weapons.

Yin Changxia called out the name heavily: "Ji Jintang."

Fu Wanqing's eyes turned red in anxiety, he didn't expect the core of the game to appear in such a form.

It looks like this...

Why is it somewhat incomplete?

Zhou Ying cried out in pain: "Jintang..."

At first, they just wanted to become stronger.

Zhou Ying once again fell into blaming himself. He didn't realize that something was wrong with Ji Jintang. At that time, he was in a state where the main personality and the secondary personality were competing with each other.

But he is so powerless...

weak……

Unbearable...

So much so that in the end nothing was found and nothing could help.

Zhou Ying couldn't help thinking to himself, if Yin Changxia and him switched positions and entered the game with Ji Jintang, things would definitely not go to such a situation.

Fu Wanqing couldn't care less, before the crack widened, he used a weapon in the knife sheath, and broke into it with the thought of burning everything together.

The core of the game hides all the surrounding ghosts together with the execution platform.

"Brother Xia!"

Shi Yao couldn't help shouting, but she never got a response.

—

There is only a whirlwind in front of my eyes.

The outline of the core of the game gradually changed from phantom to real.

Yin Changxia didn't resist, and when he opened and closed his eyes, he had already entered inside.

The surrounding area is extremely cold, there is obviously no ice, and the water on the bottom of the feet has not condensed, but one can feel a piercing cold.And the Buddha statue above holds countless huge weapons in its hands, as if it will stab them down all the time.

The core of the game is not only the game itself, but also the player's heart.

Really like Ji Jintang...

Yin Changxia has already made mental preparations, knowing that there must be many dangers here, and it is not impossible to fight directly.

However, after the dizziness passed, he felt that someone had pressed him on the Buddha statue.

There was a phantom behind him, like Ji Jintang's remaining fragments of consciousness, this posture was full of ambiguity, he was so close that he seemed to be kissing his ear.

"Ah Qi..."

"Finally see you."

Yin Changxia's expression was slightly cold, he didn't know what it was, but it didn't look like Ji Jintang anyway.

Yin Changxia didn't do anything else, but just observed him quietly.

Beside another Buddha statue more than [-] meters away, there was a figure hiding. He came in a step earlier, and happened to see this scene in his eyes.

Zong Tan: "..."

His mind was full of one sentence——

Why, what, what, no, anti, anti?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Zong Tan: I am very unhappy today, and the report is over.

Ji Jintang: You will be even more unhappy tomorrow (quietly).

Zong Tan: ...

A green shadow suddenly floated above his head.