Deadly Cards [Unlimited]

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The white wooden horse slowly turned to the player's eyes, and the end of the cloth stuffed in its mouth was still dripping with bright red blood.

"Let's clap our hands together"

"The doll neither cries nor fusses."

The child's voice repeated these two sentences, and the sharp voice made it uncomfortable for the ears, and it didn't feel hairy in the heart.

"Xue Xiaoxiao!" Nanjia called out, after all, he proposed to be with her, so we can't just let it go.

The man on the wooden horse still covered his face, his shoulders shrugged more violently.

The white horse was the innermost one, and it was the most rusted. Several pieces of white paint had fallen off its face, and the red embroidery inside was leaking out one after another.

It looks like a skinned horse.

"Xue Xiaoxiao!" Nanjia took a step forward and opened his mouth to call out.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Xue Xiaoxiao was getting closer, and the crying could be heard a little bit.

"The Trojan horse is high, the Trojan horse is high."

"Put dolls on top of the wooden horse."

The ear-piercing and weird child's voice was still ringing, and Nan Jia was tired of hearing it, so he turned over and jumped up from the merry-go-round, followed closely by Ruan Mingxiu.

The other players panicked and didn't move.

Nan Jia walked up to Xue Xiaoxiao, and just when he was about to stretch out his hand to pull, suddenly a black shadow appeared behind the white horse, and then the black shadow gradually became apparent.

"Ga Beng Beng...Ga Beng Beng..."

The black shadow turned his head slowly, and his neck began to fold at a twisted angle, until the whole flesh was torn open a crack. He turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Nanjia with a smile.

It was a boy with a pale face as if he had just rolled through white paint, his scarlet lips were parted little by little, his eyes were dark, and he held a blood-red balloon in his hand and stretched out his hand.

"Brother, do you want a balloon?"

Nanjia was frozen in place, not daring to take a big breath. He could hear Xue Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in front of the boy, repeating it over and over again.

"I'm in so much pain...please...let me go..."

"I'm in so much pain....I'm in so much pain....I'm in so much pain..."

This voice is obviously not Xue Xiaoxiao, this voice is more immature than Xue Xiaoxiao's voice, Nanjia's heart twitches together, this nursery rhyme is passed down from the top of Zheng's head.

Although he had already guessed what was going on above his head, Nan Jia still couldn't hold back and slowly raised his head.

On the top beam of the merry-go-round above her head, there was a long-haired girl lying on her stomach. A pair of black eyes stared at Nanjia.

"Brother, can you see me?"

"Brother, do you want a balloon?"

A gloomy voice came from in front of him, he stretched out his hand and wanted to stuff the balloon into Nanjia's hand, and there were intermittent sounds of joints twisting on the beam above his head

"Gee-chi-chi...Keep-chi-chi."

The merry-go-round turned little by little, and soon left the player's sight, and gradually turned towards the back. Nanjia wanted to reach out, but the face in front of him had already determined that he could see him.

Can't act rashly.

"What are you doing?" Ruan Mingxiu walked to Nan Jia, only to find that the side of the man's face was already sweating.

The boy also noticed Ruan Mingxiu's existence, and turned to Ruan Mingxiu from the balloon handed to Nan Jia.

"Brother, do you want to come and only pilling?"

Even with a cute expression, but with the twisted neck and the lips that are about to part behind the ears, no one can associate this with cuteness.

Seeing that Nan Jia hadn't moved, Ruan Mingxiu raised his eyebrows and was about to reach out, but Nan Jia suddenly stopped him the next second.

"Wait!" Nan Jia yelled fiercely, grabbing Ruan Mingxiu's wrist, his chest heaving a little obviously.

"Wait a minute."

Nan Jia pulled Ruan Mingxiu's hand back, and stared fiercely at the boy holding the red balloon in front of him.

Now I can only ask for more, Nanjia frowned, and put her other hand into the pocket of her trousers.

"The doll screamed in pain."

"Let's clap our hands together."

"The doll neither cries nor fusses."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Xue Xiaoxiao sat on the wooden horse, covered her face and wept, her body was shaking and started to twitch, Nan Jia had thought about the effect of this nursery rhyme.

But his intuition told him that this was a trap, and a very obvious one, although there was no evidence to prove it.

"Ruan Mingxiu, don't be afraid later." Seeing that the merry-go-round was about to turn to the dark side, Nan Jia said with her head sideways.

The green fluorescence began to gradually turn black, and the sound of nursery rhymes was constantly amplifying in my ears.

The child with his head on his back in front of him was shaking his head along the nursery rhymes, and the cervical spine in his neck was creaking.

Some flesh and blood couldn't stand the torture, and the blood and bone dregs gushed out through the cracks in the skin.

Right now!

The merry-go-round just missed the sight of all the players. Nanjia tightened his hand, pulled out his own paper talisman, and slapped it on the forehead of the person in front of him mercilessly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

There was a burst of desolate and miserable screams, piercing and piercing, sharp, rough, barbaric, and extremely unpleasant screams.

Immediately afterwards, a disgusting burning smell burst out from before him.

Because of the talisman paper, Ruan Mingxiu could vaguely see some of these things, but in the end he just frowned slightly and didn't make much movement. After taking a look, his eyes fell on Nan Jia's back.

The pure black short sleeves make the fair skin look unreal, and because of the tension, the hair on the temples and forehead is sticking to the face.

Gradually, the things in front of me began to gradually turn into ashes, and the blood-red balloon flew into the sky along with the green light, and the children's song above her head stopped abruptly, as if she had fled in despair.

Nanjia was still panting heavily, and every time he used this kind of talisman paper, it was always exhausting, as if something had disappeared from his body.

"How long will you hold me?" Ruan Mingxiu opened his mouth and asked as the surrounding gradually quieted down.

At this time, Nan Jia realized that she turned around and found that she was still holding Ruan Mingxiu's hand and did not let go.

But Nan Jia, who never liked to take the lead, froze, and then threw Ruan Mingxiu's hand away, with a provocative expression in his eyes.

"It feels good. Was I handsome just now? Have you been fascinated by me?"

Ruan Mingxiu looked down at his hand, which was still sweating from the hand that Nan Jia held his hand just now.

After a while, Ruan Mingxiu took out a handkerchief from nowhere, wiped his hands slowly, and opened his mouth solemnly.

"You're too nervous, your hands are a little sweaty."

Nanjia's face darkened, and there were a few black lines. After Ruan Mingxiu finished wiping, he leaned forward to support Xue Xiaoxiao, trying to lift him off.

"Come and help." Ruan Mingxiu opened his mouth.

Nanjia lowered his head, his forehead was full of fine sweat. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but that he was so dizzy and weak that he couldn't walk. Why did he consume so much this time.

Seeing that the wooden horse was about to turn around, Nanjia couldn't stand still, so he could only support Qingming and take a step forward. When he was about to approach Ruan Mingxiu, his head seemed to be completely dead, and the screen was completely black.

Nanjia's legs went limp, and she fell forward.

The movement was so fast that Ruan Mingxiu had no time to go to Fu Nan Jia, and could only watch Nan Jia fall hard to the ground.