Conquer the beast in the doomsday game

Chapter 291 Ling Xuan’s Death

"Let me go, let me go, what are you going to do, you vicious woman?" The oil lamp flickered with flames, and the faces inside showed a look of horror as the flames jumped.

"A person who is neither a human nor a ghost and lives by catching strangers deserves to be called cruel?"

When this inhuman face heard this, her eyes suddenly flickered, showing a guilty expression. It was obvious that her words were exactly what she wanted.

Ignoring the man's screams, Shen Qiutang took the oil lamp and poured it directly onto the pillar that was already burning red and the surrounding air was distorted by the heat.

"Ahhh! Let me go -"

The strange human face was instantly swallowed up by the flames on the pillar, making a sharp and piercing scream. Black mist emitted from the pillar, and was finally completely swallowed up by the flames.

Suddenly, her vision went dark, and she found herself in a strange mourning hall again, surrounded by the same group of weirdos wearing mourning clothes, Feng Buxian and other players.

Jian Wushuang saw that her expression was strange and came over and asked, "What's wrong with you? You don't look good?"

Just as Shen Qiutang was about to speak, he saw a spiritual tablet enshrined above snap into two pieces. These weirdos didn't seem to notice. At this time, a vicious look shot directly from behind.

"Ling Yi, calm down first. The most important thing now is to find a way to get out of here."

"Besides, he died in the illusion set up by this old ghost. Why is it that he is the only one who died here while all of us are fine? Isn't it because he is not as skilled as others?"

"Ling Yi, if you want to go crazy, don't go crazy with me. We all came in together, and I don't have the ability to predict the future. I just saw that the statue's dress resembled Ling Xuan's, so how could I know Will he die here?"

Not only the two Ling brothers, but also Feng Buyimian, Thirteen, Mo Li and Huang Yueying also closed their eyes and remained motionless.

Ling Yi looked at Huang Yueying with fierce eyes and let out a heartbreaking roar, "How can you tell me to calm down? It's not your brother who died. If you didn't insist on following me, my brother wouldn't have died!"

Ling Yi was silent when he heard this. No one knew what he was thinking, but no one cared what he was thinking. In this situation, everyone was too busy taking care of themselves, so how could they care about other people's thoughts?

He looked at his brother's body quietly and put it into the props. Then Ling Yi acted like nothing happened, as if nothing had happened before.

"Miss Shen, don't they look right?" Jian Wushuang said to the Ling brothers as he closed his eyes and looked a little painful.

Ling Xuan didn't say a word, but looked at him blankly. Suddenly, his head rolled down from his neck like a rubber ball.

Suddenly he remembered the headless statue he saw at the entrance to the underground palace. The woman Huang Yueying seemed to have been looking at the statue for a long time.

The old man's body was frighteningly cold, his body temperature was not like that of a normal person, as if he had been refrigerated in an ice cellar for a long time.

The tablets above were all broken into two pieces, and the old man's sinister gaze almost threatened to kill someone. However, he seemed to be afraid of something, even if he was extremely angry, he did not dare to do anything.

Shen Qiutang guessed that they should be like herself and enter the place she just experienced.

She followed her gaze and saw the old man behind him, wearing sackcloth and mourning, looking at her with a hateful look that wanted to cut her into pieces.

"Pfft -" Ling Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his face was pale, he knelt on the ground and covered his chest, vomiting a large mouthful of blood, and the tablet above was broken into pieces.

"Are the guests dissatisfied with my poor hospitality at Huo House? Don't worry, I will make sure to satisfy you." A sinister smile appeared on the old man's pale face, which made people feel that he had evil intentions.

At this moment, a pair of pale golden eyes suddenly looked at Shen Qiutang. There was a flash of confusion and weirdness in Feng Buli's eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the tablet above came again. There was a clicking sound, and another wooden sign was broken.

The face of the old man in the back looked even more ugly. Apart from him, this group of pale-faced and mourning weirdos repeated the mourning movements as always. They were like ruthless NPCs performing mourning tasks.

Ling Yi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this and walked up to him, "That's great, brother, just be fine."

"Brother!——" Ling Yi picked up Ling Xuan's head with red eyes and disbelief, and cried bitterly while holding Ling Xuan's head.

Shen Qiutang recalled everything she had just experienced in that weird place, the inexplicable oil lamp with a human face, and the tablet that suddenly broke after she came back. She suddenly understood everything.

Feng Buyimian and others stood aside indifferently, watching him hysterical. Huang Yueying was pointed at and scolded by Ling Yi. It was rare for Shen Qiutang to see an unhappy look on her face.

No matter how hard he beat him, the old man still showed that weird smile and looked at Ling Yi ferociously.

At the same time, the tablet named Huo Jun glowed red, and there seemed to be a noise coming from a coffin on the far right side of the rows of wooden coffins, as if something was coming out of it.

"I'm going to kill you!" Ling Yi's bloodshot eyes were filled with tears, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. His blood-stained hands tightly grasped the old man's collar. He seemed like a wild beast that had lost its mind, and his fists kept pounding like raindrops. It fell on the old man.

Ling Yi beat him like crazy, and finally lost all strength and sat on the ground with dull eyes.

The remaining Ling Xuan and Shi San also opened their eyes at the same time, and two of the tablets above were broken again. At this time, the old man could hardly hold back his emotions, and his face was as gloomy as a wild beast.

Shen Qiutang's heart skipped a beat and he directly told her that this old guy was going to cause trouble again.

"It must be because of you. Did you realize something was wrong when you first entered the underground palace? I clearly remember you hitting the statue for a long time at that time!"

The old man, who had a sinister look on his face and almost wanted to go berserk, then his expression softened.

At the same time, Huang Yueying also opened her eyes. Her condition seemed much better than Ling Yi's, with no trace of injury at all. Mo Li also woke up at the moment she woke up.

"Bang bang——"

In the silent mourning hall, a thumping sound was heard from the coffin again. Several people looked at the source of the sound, and saw a coffin lid flying to the side with a bang in the distance, and a young man wearing navy blue silk satin. , He is not as pale as weirdos like the old man, his skin color looks the same as that of ordinary people.

Is it possible that because of Ling Xuan's death, he became like this and closer to a normal person?

I saw that this strange man had just been resurrected and had not yet adapted to his body, so he jumped out of the coffin stiffly.

"What the hell is this? Is it a fake corpse?"

(End of chapter)