This Game is Not Easy

"Huh? How are you..."

Brush brush.

The faces of the six people in the temple all turned to panic and despair, and they stepped back in unison.

However, the candle light is too strong, even if it retreats to the temple wall, it is still clearly illuminated by the light.

"It's over, it's over!"

Sister Die's face was pale, sweat was pouring down like rain, and even her clothes became wet.

The situation of the others was not much better. All were pale and stared at the candle.

"You guys, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng... Huh?! This candle, what about this candle..."

The candles that used to only emit white smoke now emit black smoke.

Seemingly unbearable, Sister Die shouted to Fang Yi: "Yilang, go and stick it by the wall! Don't get close to that candle!"

As soon as the voice fell, the three people beside her suddenly glared at Sister Die viciously, and even the grandfather and grandson looked at Sister Die resentfully.

The ugly and strong man warned in a low voice, "Wang Budie, are you going to be a sacrifice for him?"

Hearing the word sacrifice, Sister Die's body trembled even more, and she pursed her lips.

"It's just a candle, it's a big deal... The big deal is that I'm going to put it out..."

Probably did not expect such a big reaction from everyone, Fang Yi took a deep breath and blew it hard!

call!

Candlelight, motionless.

"idiot!"

The ugly and strong man sneered and looked on with the others.

Sister Die was also controlled by others, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense any more.

Fang Yi also seemed a little panicked. After blowing hard at close range several times, but to no avail, he gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the candle...

"seek death!"

The eyes of the five people watching were bright.

Only Sister Die had a sigh in her eyes.

However, the final result surprised everyone.

I saw Fang Yi's outstretched hand actually went straight through the candle.

"This is impossible! Yesterday, old man Hu touched the source of the fire and died on the spot!"

"That kid is weird!"

"No...it's that thing, it's already out!"

The ugly strong man shook his head vigorously, shaking his fingers, pointing above the candle.

But he didn't notice that his fingers were melting like ice water.

The skin of the fingers melted like rags, sticking sticky to the bones of the hand.

The pieces of meat under the skin had long since disappeared, and only blood was splashed all over the floor.

This melting, spreading like a plague, will soon cover the entire arm...

"Ahhhh! My hand! My hand!"

This kind of ablation had no pain or induction, until the arm turned into a bone, and the ablation started to erode the chest along the arm, and the ugly and strong man finally reacted, screamed in horror, and kept rolling on the ground.

"Cut off the arm! Dig out the infected area!"

The little boy from Grandpa Sunlian's personal group suddenly shouted.

Under desperation, the ugly and strong man has no choice at all.

"Listen to him! Idiot, come and help me cut off my arm and dig out the infected flesh!"

The two of Hongyuan Gang looked at each other, hesitating and not making a move.

"Who is willing to help me! After I go back, I will be able to get the position of the head of the Qinglong Hall! In addition, I will give you everything I can give!"

It is self-evident that things outside the body are lighter than life.

Under the heavy reward, one of them finally stood up.

"I'll help you!"

Zheng!

Draw the knife, cut it off!

when!

Cut off, die!

The hopeful eyes of the ugly and strong man instantly turned to panic and despair.

When Pu Dao was cut down, he thought he could save his life temporarily.

As a result, Pu Dao slashed on the bone of his hand, and it broke into two pieces.

And that helper, his eyes burst into blood mist, and his seven orifices bleed.

"Don't...don't...don't!"

Struggling to get up, the ugly and strong man fled outside frantically.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the temple on his front foot and was baptized by the rainstorm, his whole body was like a basket full of holes. It was drenched in a hornet's nest, dripping with blood, and fell down with a thud, and he died without a whole corpse.

Every drop of rain was like a sharp hidden weapon.

To be bathed in the rainstorm is to be bathed in the baptism of immeasurable hidden weapons, which is equivalent to a strengthened super machine gun, which performs continuous and indiscriminate shooting.

That density, that strength, even a first-class warrior, there is no chance of survival.

The tragic state of the two made the rest of them huddle in the corner obediently, trembling and daring not to act rashly.

"Two, two people, it should be enough..."

The little boy of the grandfather and grandson duo suddenly lowered his voice.

The old man shook his head slightly, speculating to make a guess.

"No... The smoke didn't dissipate. That existence was awakened in advance by the candlelight, and I am afraid that he is angry..."

Suddenly, his words stopped, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

At that moment just now, he saw his shadow and waved at him, as if smiling.

It's not a hallucination, it's actually happening!

"why me…"

Woo!

A huge suction force came from the shadow, and the old man's body was sucked to the shadow on the ground on the spot.

Like being stabbed and split into two halves~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the upper body of the old man's body disappeared directly into the shadow of his own shadow, while the lower body was struggling desperately, resisting, and carrying out the final self-rescue of life.

"Grandpa Tomb?!"

The little boy's face changed greatly, and he quickly reached out to pull the old man's body, but unfortunately he was too weak, so he could only watch the old man being dragged into the shadows little by little.

The group of shadows that originally belonged to the old man trembled and made a gesture of wild laughter, but no sound came out.

"Grandpa Tomb!"

Looking at the people around him, only two legs were left outside, and the arc of resistance was getting smaller and smaller. The little boy finally panicked and looked at the people around him for help.

Hongyuan helped the remaining two people and ignored him.

Sister Die pursed her lips, lowered her head and looked away, indicating her meaning.

Despair flashed in the little boy's heart.

All that's left is...

"let me help you!"

what! ?

Hongyuan sneered for the two of them.

Sister Butterfly hesitated and sighed deeply.

Only the little boy who had just fallen into despair showed excitement and gratitude on his face.

"Thank you! Thank you! If I can go out alive, I will definitely return your favor!"

Fang Yi just arrived at this time.

The little boy noticed that the scholar's body was also shaking violently, and he was probably frightened.

I don't know how much courage I mustered to stand up and save people with myself.

Great gratitude rose in his heart, resisting the urge to cry, he and Fang Yi each had one leg, and pulled Grandpa Tomb's two legs out!

呲!

With a light hand, blood spilled down from the air, splashing the faces of the two of them.

The little boy dazedly touched the blood on his face, and when he saw the corpse that had just been pulled out, only half of the corpse was left, and he was completely dumbfounded.