Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

When facing the drawn stiff face, Zhang Mimi's whole body felt a chill, but she still reacted quickly.

He jumped under the bed reflexively.

The world spun in front of his eyes, and he came to the third painting in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Mimi looked at the white clouds drawn by the brush in front of her.

Baiyun...?

The third painting is daytime?

Zhang Mimi was inexplicably moved—it's been a long time since I've seen such a bright environment.

But the excitement is the excitement, this is still in the dungeon. Zhang Mimi didn't dare to relax, so he sat up quickly, and then found that he was actually sitting on a slightly dry soil. Broken house.

But apart from this small broken house, there is nothing in the world in this third painting.

a vast expanse of whiteness,

Therefore, Zhang Mimi's first thought was - the third painting has only one road and a small shabby house, so the medium here should be easy to find.

But the next moment, he was stunned again when he saw the woman standing at the door of the shabby house.

The woman was dressed plainly and had a gentle smile, but even though she looked like an ordinary peasant girl, the fineness was the best in this painting, which was obviously the key point.

But Zhang Mimi was stunned not because of the fineness of the woman in this painting, but because of that face!

This is clearly the appearance of the bride in the second painting.

Underground of the Nine Eight Pagodas.

After the blind old man passed the room they were in again, Luo Yiran went out of the room and followed.

After careful probing, he found a suitable distance, so that he would not be noticed by the old man, and he could barely see the figure of the other party.

——The guardian knows which clue room is.

Luo Yiran squinted his eyes and watched the action of the guard in front of him. He did not miss all the visible reactions of the other party, and after a circle, he found the location of the remaining two clue rooms.

Then the two temporarily returned to the second room.

He Xiaoye saw that the person did not leave him and went directly to the clue room, but actually came back, so he was moved to meet him: "How is it?"

Luo Yiran closed his eyes, the silver chains on his wrists and ankles inadvertently made a slight sound, the scenery in his mind kept changing, and he sifted through the information: "I found it."

He Xiaoye's eyes showed surprise, he returned the fire bag in his hand and went back - there were two reasons why he didn't go out with Luo Yiran just now.

One is because of his shadow ghost.

There are lights in the corridor, and as soon as he goes out, a shadow ghost that is exactly like him will appear. Although he is active now, the shadow ghost should not approach, but what if?

In case the old man stopped somewhere suddenly, wouldn't he just have to stop and be forced to trigger the condition?If he was touched by the shadow ghost again, he would probably die.

And the second reason is to keep people to threaten the people in the painting, that is, to threaten the people in the painting not to close the door.

Because if Luo Yiran and the two were discovered by the old man halfway, and if they couldn't fight, they could run back and temporarily hide with the screen to cover their breath.

The person in the painting was full of suspicion on one side, and he wrote: [You really know? 】

Luo Yiran was paying attention to him from the corner of his eye, and he smiled: "There are always traces of what you care about."

The old man knows which clue room is, so he will definitely pay attention to it.

The person in the painting tilts his head.

Luo Yiran didn't want to waste time, he grabbed the corner of the magician's clothes, and said to He Xiaoye: "Let's go."

He Xiaoye nodded. From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at Luo Yiran, who was pulling the corner of the magician's clothes, and then followed without squinting.

The old man's movements were very slow, and he had just passed the door, so the three of them had plenty of time.

As soon as he went out, the person in the painting quickly closed it, and the feeling of being swept out was very strong.

But the sound was so loud that He Xiaoye didn't dare to look back. He followed behind the magician without moving his head, because he knew that the shadow ghosts of himself and Luo Yiran must have appeared.

Watching Luo Yiran stop in front of a room without hesitation, the magician stretched out his hand and pushed it, but when he found that he didn't push it away, he kicked it away.

He Xiaoye: "..."

Although shocked, He Xiaoye still reacted quickly and followed the two into the room.

When the door was closing, He Xiaoye couldn't help but glance behind him.

Then he met the face that was exactly the same as his own. The person's eyes were full of curiosity and inquiry, and there was a strange sense of disharmony. When He Xiaoye looked at him, he pulled out a smile.

The moment this smile appeared, He Xiaoye quickly closed the door in a jerk, and stared at the door frame with horror—it seemed.

That smile is very like him.

He Xiaoye recalled the word "replacement" mentioned by Luo Yiran, and his body felt chills—this shadow ghost's body language was becoming more and more like him... Could it be that he was just observing and learning to replace him?

Could it be that at some point, the shadow ghost would quietly live in his place... What about him?

What would happen if he was replaced?

Thinking of this, He Xiaoye turned to Luo Yiran in a panic: "I..."

He said a word, then stopped - what can Luo Yiran do?

What's more, even if there is a way, why help him? He just saw that Luo Yiran's shadow ghost is not only a black shadow, but also lags behind his shadow ghost by a long way.

He didn't need to rush at all.

So, He Xiaoye lowered his head dejectedly.

Luo Yiran looked at him: "Do the task first. The shadow ghost has no solution at present, but it is impossible to be lifeless... Maybe the solution lies in the task."

For example, their mission one is the secret of eternal life, but there is still no clue about eternal life...

Luo Yiran gave a sudden pause—Eternal Life and Shadow Ghost?

His pause was exaggerated, not only the magician noticed it, but also He Xiaoye looked over in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Luo Yiran didn't speak, he just smiled after being quiet for a while: "I just thought of something, and I still need to verify it."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the paper screen in this room, and skillfully extended his hand to the magician.

The magician gave him a lighter, Luo Yiran glanced at it, and then looked at the magician's pocket.

The magician's cyan ghost mask approached him a little bit, and said in a serious tone, "Is there anything else you want, Master?"

Luo Yiran's eyes moved up, he glanced at him, and then said: "No need for anything."

The magician sighed regretfully.

Luo Yiran withdrew his gaze, and he looked at the characters on the screen this time.

This man was an old man dressed in rags, but he was full of energy. He was sitting casually on a stone with a fan in his hand.

Luo Yiran seemed to be watching it seriously, but in fact he was distracted because he suddenly thought of something just now.

The magician is so calm.

After the playground, it was eerily quiet.

In fact, according to the temperament of a magician, Luo Yiran once thought that after he gave a response, he would take the opportunity to attack.

But in fact, he stood still, and even seemed to take a few steps back.

Especially recently when his body was broken by Bai He, the magician hugged him from time to time, although his movements seemed ambiguous, but he didn't actually do any intimate behavior.

Luo suddenly thought about this, and then couldn't hold back a sneer.

magician:"?"

He Xiaoye: "?"

Both of them were taken aback by Luo Yiran's sudden sound.

The magician's neck went cold, and He Xiaoye was about to ask if he found anything, but Luo Yiran spoke first: "Go and search this room."

He Xiaoye instantly forgot Luo Yiran's inexplicable sneer just now, then turned his head and ran to the bed.

The magician smiled and wanted to ask himself.

In the end, Luo Yiran turned his head as if he didn't see him, approached the old man on the paper screen with a cold face, and said to the old man while keeping a little distance: "Turn the fan over."

magician:"……"

He looked fiercely at the old man in the painting.

The old man in the painting: "..."

Luo Yiran stared impatiently at the still motionless old man: "Stop pretending, I've got a clue."

The old man in the painting blinked slowly, and his eyes fell on the lighter in Luo Yiran's hand.

Luo Yiran threatened to get on the right track, while the magician stood motionless behind him.The two of them stayed together for too long, and the atmosphere has been unusually harmonious recently, so even this is not abrupt at all, as if such a person should be around Luo Yiran, even if he doesn't do anything.

It's strange not to be there.

The magician twirled his fingers and stared at the back of Luo Yi's neck—pale and slender.

He is in a very good state now, the young master can even be called docile in front of him, which makes him a little cautious.

but.

The magician stretched out his hand, and he stroked the back of Luo Yi's neck in the air—should he no longer want to leave, right?

Ok……

There was a little warmth under his hand, but it was fleeting.

The magician lowered his head, and he saw that Luo Yiran took a step back and the back of his neck hit his palm, but he took another step forward because his palm was cold.

But Luo Yiran just turned around and frowned at him, without saying anything.

The magician raised his mouth and leaned over, he bent slightly, resting his chin on Luo Yiran's shoulder, the blue and red masks touched, the magician dragged out a long voice, as if coquettishly: "Young master is angry with me ? What did I do wrong?"

Luo Yiran: "..."

The magician really didn't know, but Luo Yiran's sneer just now was definitely aimed at him.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Luo Yiran say in a calm voice: "I'm not angry with you."

...Aren't you angry with him?The magician was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his face and lowered his voice: "Who is the young master angry with?"

He glanced at He Xiaoye, who was not aware of it, and lowered his voice: "But you think he is annoying? Then let's drive away..."

Luo Yiran couldn't hold back: "You must be sick."

magician:"……"

The magician's voice carried a deliberate sense of pity, and he deliberately said: "Then the young master is not breathing with the air, is he?"

Luo Yiran smiled: "Yes."

The magician was stunned: "...what?"

Under the mask, Luo Yiran maintained an unchanged smile: "I don't like the air here, so I'm not happy."