Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng originally formulated PlanA and PlanB, and they both prepared and acted according to the situation.

Then in the auditorium, after Xiaojin and Scarman had a formal showdown, the two made a short eye contact and immediately decided to execute PlanB directly.

To guide others to vote for Fu Lanyu, to a certain extent, is equivalent to putting her in a "definitely" situation, but it is easy to alleviate the vigilance of the players.

It is true that after learning of the two people's plans, Bai Sheng said that he was frightened.

"Are you two being too bold? Will this work?!"

"If it doesn't work, you have to try to find out." Fu Lanyu tied a rope around her waist and instructed, "You will stay in the room honestly later, don't come out casually. In a dangerous situation, just turn the window and wait for us in the courtyard first, understand?"

"Understand." Bai Sheng nodded, "But where are you going to send me now?"

"Qiao Yunzheng is facing the room downstairs. There are no players living in it. After all, his room and I are not safe. Scar Man will definitely come and search after midnight."

In contrast, the second floor is the safest place, hiding there is not easy to be found by others.

At the same time, Qiao Yunzheng was suspended from the second-floor window by hemp rope, using the iron piece removed from the desk to cut the window bolt from the gap.

He assisted Fu Lanyu to take Bai Sheng, who was trembling and crawling down in the dark, into the house, and then returned to the same path with agility, like a well-trained snitch.

Bai Sheng poked his head out, and under the dim moonlight, he vaguely saw a figure flashing in the direction of the fourth floor. It is estimated that the two big brothers have successfully merged.

Alas, if these two people are living in troubled times, they might also be good seedlings for secret agents.

…

In Fu Lanyu's room.

The two sat on the side of the bed and the other on the sofa, holding a glass of water as usual, waiting for the twelve o'clock midnight clock to ring.

Qiao Yunzheng stared at the oil lamp on the wall for a long time. He suddenly turned his head and asked casually.

"Sister Lan, did you get hurt when you crossed the Golden Game?"

"Through it." Fu Lanyu said calmly, "I was the first one, but when I finally cleared the customs, I was cut in the leg. I crawled out of the door—so at the end of the month, Bai Xiao was afraid that I would go wrong. Bound with me and crossed once."

Because one month’s time is not enough for her wounds to heal completely, and when she travels through the game world under injury, both her physical and mental states will become weaker and weaker.

Easily calculated by other players.

But the system never gives people a chance to breathe.

She rolled up the trousers of her jeans to show him, and saw a light brown scar extending from the knee to the ankle. It was shocking. You can imagine how thrilling the scene was.

Qiao Yunzheng sighed almost imperceptibly, he leaned down and arranged the trousers for her very gently.

"Sister Lan, let's go through it together in the next game."

Fu Lanyu looked down at him, and the corners of his lips pressed slightly.

"Then we have to wait until this game is cleared."

Before the words were over, the bell of the old castle had already struck deeply and deeply twelve times.

It's midnight.

Not long after, the steps in the corridor were from far to near, and then the door of the room was knocked.

Tuk Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Your good friend William Butler, invites you to go up to the fifth floor and get into the iron maiden, squeeze four barrels of blood to bathe the countess.

Fu Lanyu got up and walked over to open the door calmly.

"Hello?"

"Hello." Butler William said politely. "Dear guest, the countess sincerely invites you to participate in her sacred ceremony."

Still this line.

She simply replied: "No."

Then he turned quickly and entered the house, walking extremely fast.

The housekeeper looked gloomy and immediately followed in. He reached the rope he carried around his waist and made a gesture to tie her up.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the door was directly closed with a "bang".

Qiao Yunzheng appeared from behind the door like a ghost, and suddenly strangled the butler's neck with one hand, and forcefully broke the butler's head back with the other hand.

As a golden game npc, the housekeeper is naturally not weak, struggling like crazy.

Fu Lanyu took out the knife in his pocket, stepped forward decisively, and plunged the knife into the opponent's heart. Then he applied force again with his hands, rotating until the blade was completely submerged, and there was not even a drop of blood.

There was a "click" in the housekeeper's throat, and he convulsed all over, and it didn't take long for him to collapse completely without breathing.

Fu Lanyu drew his knife, wiped the blood on it, and put it back in his pocket.

"Quickly, hurry up."

The door of A Fen's room was slightly staggered by a slit.

She and A Lu were leaning by the door, secretly peeping out.

Butler William has been in Fu Lanyu's room for a while, but he hasn't come out yet.

She sneered: "I didn't expect that girl would be able to struggle to death."

A Lu patted her on the shoulder and reminded in a low voice: "It seems to be okay."

After finishing speaking, I saw that the door not far away opened to one side, and the butler walked out with his head down. He pulled Fu Lanyu’s collar.

The striding meteor went to the direction of the stairs.

Fu Lanyu had disheveled heads, his hands tied behind his back, and his mouth was stuffed with rags, stumbled and could not resist.

The door was locked again.

"I'll follow up and have a look, there must be some clues on the fifth floor." A Fen whispered to A Lu, "You stay here, in case Scarman and Xiao Jin really go to the blue room and find any props, do you remember? Hold them and wait for me to come back."

"I understand. Be careful yourself."

"good."

…

The stairs leading to the fifth floor spiral upward, seeming to be extremely long and winding.

A Fen breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of the oil lamps on both sides to illuminate, she locked the iron fence door at the end of the stairs.

The interval between each fence on the door is very narrow, with intricate patterns carved on it, and a faint dim light glows under the lamp.

She leaned forward lightly and gave a tentative push.

Surprisingly, the door seemed to be closed, but in fact it was concealed, and I forgot to lock it.

This is an excellent opportunity.

She was secretly delighted, and after the probe confirmed that there was no one in the corridor on the fifth floor, she moved quickly and stepped in.

…Unexpectedly, there are two people who have stood in the blind spot of her vision for a long time.

The knife turned handsomely between his slender fingers twice, and Qiao Yunzheng, who was in the shape of electricity, came to her in an instant.

He raised his hand, and the blade was on her carotid artery.

Fu Lanyu followed closely behind, still holding the rope in his palm.

A Fen saw clearly the tuxedo that Qiao Yunzheng was wearing. It was originally the clothes of Butler William, and the front of the clothes was still stained with blood.

She was shocked: "You guys...!"

"Sorry sister." Fu Lanyu said quietly, "The rules of the game are like this, no one can do it-now I have to find someone to sacrifice for me."

"You **** dream! I don't...mmm!"

A Fen didn't even have time to shout, but Qiao Yunzheng relentlessly gagged her mouth with rags.

Qiao Yunzheng took the rope handed by Fu Lanyu, and skillfully cut A Fen's arms back to his back, and tied them firmly.

He pinched her neck with one hand and dragged her all the way to where the organ was.

Fu Lanyu learned from the previous housekeeper, tapping three times rhythmically somewhere on the wall. With a tremor, one of the walls turned over, revealing the iron maiden device embedded in it.

She untied the iron chain, and the dense blood-rusted sharp iron nails inside the device were displayed in front of A Fen's eyes.

This time A Fen finally knew how the girl with braided braids died the first night, and finally knew the so-called

What's the "sacred ritual" for.

She struggled frantically, glaring at Fu Lanyu, with a look of resentment, as if she was about to slash the latter.

Fu Lanyu turned his head, avoiding her sight.

Players who can rise all the way to the Golden Game, have more or less blood on their hands, are soft-hearted, and cannot survive in this system.

There is no good person who can live to the present. If he refuses to be strong, he will sooner or later become the ghost of others.

Who wants to gamble with his life?

"Close your eyes if you don't want to see it."

When Qiao Yunzheng said this to Fu Lanyu, his tone was extremely gentle, as if he were comforting.

However, his speed of action was extremely fierce, and he immediately pushed Ah Fen into the device.

He closed the iron door with his backhand, bent over and unscrewed the bottom lock button.

The sound of water gurgling, blood like a stream, gradually filled the four iron buckets in the stone trough.

This is not the time to be compassionate.

"...The iron fence door just now was opened with the key from the housekeeper." Fu Lanyu said in a deep voice, "I made a special comparison. The keyhole of this door looks like the key we found. It's similar, but it's not quite the same."

In other words, the key taken from the cellar is actually of another use.

"I'll send blood to the countess." Qiao Yunzheng gave her a serious look. "You still have time. Try all the rooms on the fifth floor. Be careful."

"I know."

The two habitually slapped their palms and acted separately.

…

At the same time, in the room on the second floor, Bai Sheng was scratching at the crack of the door, quietly watching the movement outside.

Facts have proved that although she fights the five scum, occasionally luck is good.

Because Scar Man and Xiao Jin went downstairs to find the male player with a mustache. It is estimated that these three people have formally formed an alliance, and Scar Man is going to win with the bearded man.

She put her ear to the crack in the door, holding her breath, struggling to hear their conversation clearly.

The more this happened, the more upset she became, why didn't she have the sharp senses like Fu Lanyu.

She vaguely heard that Scar Man was talking about plans to the Bearded Man.

It is a plan, but it is actually very sloppy, and it can even be described in four simple and rude words.

"The woman in black clothes, voted out tonight, she's dead... Let's go to the third floor together and force the man on the team with her to hand over clues. If we don't do it, we will kill him... The two men bound on the fourth floor are dead. People, no matter how smart they are, they are women. It’s not difficult to deal with...Oh, there is another person who stands in the wrong team, just the fool in the yellow clothes. If he can kill, he will kill together...

"

The bearded man responded in a low voice, very respectful.

They had never thought that Bai Sheng and Fu Lanyu Qiao Yunzheng were bound together, thinking that she just wanted to hold her thighs, and only helped them.

Bai Sheng gritted his teeth with anger, who is the fool? Your whole family are fools!

She figured it out. The reason why this scarred man can rise to gold is estimated to rely on brute force, prying the door first, then killing, y-i l0ng service, as long as the number of people on his side is sufficiently suppressed, the success rate can reach 100%.

I have to admit, this is a **** method that no one else can learn!

For a moment, Xiao Jin said: "We have to find what is hidden on the fifth floor, otherwise, even if we kill everyone and can't kill the countess, we still can't get through-brother, can you pry open the door on the fifth floor? "

The scar man said with a certain tone: "No problem, as long as it is a lock, I can't open it without me."

Bai Sheng overhearing: "..."

Powerful and powerful, Yigao people are bold.

Xiao Jin said again: "Then don't waste time, let's go now. It is the best way to clear the customs tonight, so as not to have another wishing ceremony tomorrow night."

"go."

The sound of footsteps went away, and the three of them went upstairs, probably looking for Qiao Yunzheng first.

It is a pity that Qiao Yunzheng is not in the room. Qiao Yunzheng is on the fifth floor at this time, busy squeezing blood for the countess.

For some reason, perhaps it was an illusion, Bai Sheng suddenly felt a chill in his back.

In many moments, a woman's instinct is always accurate for the coming danger.

She looked around nervously, her eyes finally resting on the stone wall with the oil lamp on.

She still hasn't forgotten the blood flowing from the cracks in the stone wall the first night.

Thinking about it, the corpses of the players killed by the witch in the mirror last night had disappeared somehow.

Are they being built into the wall?

-Sheng Sheng, remember, in the game, never overlook any detail.

She remembered what her brother Bai Xiao had said, and suddenly blessed her heart, and came up with a bold idea.

Now everyone is upstairs, if she moves downstairs, no one will find her.

Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng took great risks in order to clear the customs. She had to do something, what if she could help?

Making up her mind, she immediately left the room, passed the stairs on the nearest side, and ran to the first floor in small steps.

She once again walked through the long corridor that had to be walked before every meal, using the light of the oil lamp to carefully identify the weird oil paintings in turn.

These paintings are hung here and will never be worthless.

Every girl in the painting, even surrounded by flowers, still looks distorted and fearful, as if facing the silent cry of death.

She resisted her inner anxiety and bit her scalp to search for it.

Finally, she stopped in front of one of the paintings.

At first glance, the painting looks very consistent with the style of other oil paintings and is not abrupt.

But the content of the painting is worth studying.

The girl with black hair and red dress knelt by the stone wall, her feet covered with black tulips.

She turned her head in panic and looked in the mirror behind her.

Her sapphire eyes were reflected in the mirror, that face is so beautiful, but...

If you get closer, you will find that the outline of another black witch is vaguely revealed in the white mist in the mirror.

The witch's face was not very clear, but it was certain that she was grinning and grinning.

Bai Sheng shivered suddenly, she gritted her teeth, reached out and took off the painting.

The trio headed by Scar Man first pryed open Qiao Yunzheng's door and found that Qiao Yunzheng was not there. They worked together to turn the room upside down, and still found nothing.

They were suspicious and angry, still reluctant to give up, and continued to kill Fu Lanyu's room on the fourth floor.

Of course, Fu Lanyu is also impossible.

But they never expected that they would actually find that Butler William was stripped of the pale corpse in underwear under the bed.

The butler is dead? npc is dead?

So where did those two people go? !

The Scarlet man rushed out of the room, almost hitting Ah Lu outside the door.

Originally, Ah Lu just wanted to inquire about the situation, but when he saw that his expression was not right, a bad premonition surged in his heart, and he hurriedly bypassed him and ran into the house.

There is no doubt that her face changed the moment she saw the housekeeper's body.

"Why did that man pretend to be a housekeeper? Lan Lan didn't make sacrifices! They are on the fifth floor!" She hurriedly turned around and hurriedly ran upstairs, "Where's my sister? My sister hasn't come back yet!"

She smiles every time she speaks, it's rare to be so gaffey and incoherent.

But Xiaojin still extracted the point.

"A Fen, Lan Lan and that man all went up to the fifth floor, brother, let's go take a look too, and proceed with caution."

The scar man nodded in agreement: "Okay."

The bearded man didn't say a word, he just glanced at the back where A Lu had left.

When someone else rushes ahead, no matter who it is, he will always be bolder and dare to join in any excitement, as if bad luck will not happen to him.

…

A Lu hurried to the fifth floor.

She breathed with her hands on her knees, and when she lowered her head, she caught a glimpse of a bunch of keys that had fallen by the iron fence door.

Did someone forget it here?

As the saying goes, caring is chaotic. She rushed to find her companions, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she picked up the key.

At this time Scar Man and the others also caught up, Xiao Jin's eyes lighted up, relying on his own support, he immediately went over to grab the key and opened the door quickly.

A Lu gave her a bad face.

"What are you looking at?" Scar man snorted, "If she is willing to open you, let her open, so I am happy, maybe I can keep you alive for a while."

A Lu walked straight in, sneered without looking back.

"Thank you so much for that."

The group came to the corridor on the fifth floor. The corridor was empty, the temperature was gloomy and cold, and there was a faint **** atmosphere.

Strangely, no one was here, and no suspicious traces were seen at the scene.

Xiao Jin listened attentively: "Brother, there seems to be a sound of water."

The bearded man quietly pointed to a nearby place: "That door is unlocked, is it the bathroom? Brother Scar, I don't dare to go..."

The Scar Man squinted at him contemptuously: "How did you get the gold for this courage?"

The bearded man smiled with a guilty conscience: "Just lie down... lie down and win, there is always a noble person to take me, and you are also my noble person."

"Humph."

So Scar Man took the lead and brought a group of people closer to the concealed carved iron door. The sound of the water became clearer and clearer. He bowed, squinted one eye, and looked in the door.

Xiaojin also leaned over.

Speaking of peeking at a woman taking a bath, although it is generally only done by gangsters and perverts, at first mention, it is always unavoidable to make people think about it.

This time, however, it was an exception.

This is indeed a bathroom, and the oil lamp on the wall is faint, reflecting the stone bathtub shaped like a tulip.

The silk pajamas were on the shelf next to it, and the person sitting in the bathtub at this time was obviously not the countess who was all over the country.

The woman in the bathtub turned her back to the door, her long black hair pouring down her shoulders.

They couldn't see her face, but they saw her arms and back, which were originally white and delicate skin, which had become loose and wrinkled, like dry tree bark, dull and without a trace of luster.

Not only that, she is even still aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the vitality is fading little by little.

On the side of the bathtub, there are four iron buckets neatly placed. From the angle of the door, you can’t see the inside.

What's installed.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the countess suddenly picked up the wooden scoop on the shelf, scooped a scoop of red liquid from the bucket, and poured it on herself.

"..."

Now everyone finally understands where the faint **** aura came from.

The countess is bathing in blood!

They watched, the countess slowly washed the four barrels of blood, then put down the wooden scoop and stretched her hand over her head gracefully.

With only a "hiss" sound, her nails instantly became longer and sharper, and she cut a slit from the top of her head, and forcibly tore a piece of her own skin in half.

The wrinkled **** soaked in blood, easily peeled off her body, and replaced by a brand new **** that was soft and smooth.

She was transformed back into an unblemished beauty.

Fuck, this is a medieval version of painted skin!

The few people outside the door were so scared that they did not dare to move for a long time.

A Lu's face was pale, she stared at the four iron barrels full of blood, her eyes gradually sullen.

She guessed whose blood it was.

A fan, I'm afraid it is no longer there.

...Then no one wants to live.

For a moment, she turned her head and looked at the bearded man next to her.

The bearded man seemed to have a feeling, and glanced at her.

In the next second, the two simultaneously drew a knife from their sleeves, and the blade shimmered in the shadow of the lamp.

The moment Ah Lu thrust the knife into Scar's back, the bearded man also pierced the knife into the back of Scar's neck fiercely.

In the cruel game world, reversal is common, and there is never an everlasting ally.

The competition is so fierce, it is the best policy to get rid of the most arrogant strong first and put yourself in a dominant position.

So in private, the bearded man agreed to Afen and Alu's request for an alliance.

For the two girls, the threat is always much smaller.

The smell of blood was strong, Xiao Jin turned her head fiercely, her pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly she let out an angry scream.

At the same time, the countess in the bathtub also looked gloomily.

Fu Lanyu tried the key in every room on the fifth floor, and the keyholes were all inconsistent.

Only the door at the end of the corridor, the key can be inserted tightly and opened smoothly.

Behind the door is a small compartment with a floor width of no more than half a meter, which can accommodate two people at most.

A damp and rotten sour gas rushed over her face, she walked over, flipped the window bolt, and pushed the window directly opposite.

The cold night wind poured in and rolled up

She lost her long hair.

From this angle, you can see the panoramic view of the manor under the moonlight, the black tulip flowers overlap, and there is a kind of gorgeous and sad beauty.

At exactly this time, the bell of the old castle struck twice, causing Fu Lanyu's eardrums to hum.

She realized that the clock was already in front of her.

She approached the window sill to check, and found that there was a rooftop that could be set on below. Following the extension of the rooftop, the outline of the bronze bell could be vaguely seen.

She rolled up her sleeves and was about to roll down the window sill. Who knew that as soon as she stretched her body out, her arm was caught off guard from behind.

She turned her head vigilantly and saw that Qiao Yunzheng had been standing behind her without knowing when, he closed the door with his backhand and locked it again.

"Blood passed?"

"Sent over." He whispered, "I suspect that the witch has been parasitic in the countess, and the real countess has been dead for many years, so this body will not be able to hold it. It must be supplemented by spells, relying on youth. The girl’s blood is nourished, otherwise she will age quickly."

Fu Lanyu nodded, "I think too."

"What are you doing?"

She pointed out the window: "This window leads to the bronze bell of the old castle. I guess there are clues hidden in the bell. I want to see it."

"You're waiting here, I'll go."

Qiao Yunzheng patted her on the shoulder, and then supported the window sill with both hands, and flipped it out gently and skillfully, and then steadily landed on the narrow roof.

Fu Lanyu threw the rope he was carrying with him: "Tie your waist, and I can pull you up if something happens."

He looked at her and smiled slightly.

"good."

The bronze bell of the ancient castle has been old and day by day, no one has wiped it, and the outer shell has long been rusty.

The hour and minute hands of the bronze clock are both blood-red. When they turn, they will make a light "click". In the center is a black tulip. The heart of the flower is like a pair of eyes, which makes the back inexplicably cool. .

Qiao Yunzheng half-kneeled on the ground, searching carefully at the bottom of the bronze bell.

There was a very hidden small door, which was sealed with red wax on all sides, and there was no keyhole.

He took the knife out of his arms, scraped off the red wax vigorously, and then turned the handle of the knife upside down to pry open the metal door.

It was dark inside and could only hold one hand.

He reached in and fumbled, and finally took out two cylindrical iron objects about the thickness of a child's arm.

…Unexpectedly, just as he put these two pieces of iron into his pockets, the top floor suddenly raged, and there seemed to be an invisible ferocious force that would push him towards the edge of the roof.

He was only one step short of falling to the fifth floor.

At the moment of the moment, Fu Lanyu leaned back abruptly, propped his feet on the wall, and exhausted all his strength to tighten the rope, which was able to pull him back from the edge.

The power was still raging, the screaming whistling sound in the ears continued, and the rope connecting Qiao Yunzheng and Fu Lanyu had already seen deeper and deeper cracks.

Fu Lanyu's body was almost 180 degrees with the ground, and her waist strength had reached its limit.

Against the wind, Qiao Yunzheng walked forward two steps with difficulty. He pulled the rope with one hand, took out the ironware with the other hand, and unscrewed the top cover with his teeth.

A crimson flame, with scorching temperature, splashed out from the top of the iron in an instant.

The light dissipated the darkness around him, and also obviously weakened that power. The wind wall obstructing him in front of him finally slowly dissipated.

He took the opportunity to rush to the window sill, firmly grasped Fu Lanyu's stretched hand, and jumped back into the house.

"Sister Lan, are you okay?"

Fu Lanyu rubbed his painful lower back and shook his head: "It's okay."

"You stay away from me first." Qiao Yunzheng avoided her sideways, "I don't know what this thing is, it's very evil, and it may burn you."

Fu Lanyu stepped back and took another piece of iron from his pocket by the way, and unscrewed the lid as he did.

Sure enough, another cluster of flames lit up, almost burning her hair.

She brought her long hair to the back of her head with one hand, holding this strange torch, and calmly said: "I remember the legend of Bloody Mary, no matter which version, the countess or the witch, the final ending is burned to death by fire."

Therefore, fire is an important prop for destroying level bosses.

Qiao Yunzheng nodded slightly: "Let's go, let's try it."

The two opened the door and stepped on the corridor on the fifth floor again.

...Then they saw that, as they expected, all the remaining players except Bai Sheng gathered here.

It seems that there has been a round of melee.

Scar man had two knives stuck in his body, and the blood was still pouring out, but because he didn't hit the point, he still stood up stubbornly.

Not only did he not fall, he was even fighting with the bearded man, his face full of grimness, with a fierce aura of death.

"Bad son, dare to count on Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu drags you to hell!"

Xiao Jin was chasing after Ah Lu frantically, but her combat effectiveness was obviously not as good as Ah Lu's. It didn't take long for Ah Lu to twist her arm and fell to the ground with one over the shoulder.

A Lu was pinching her neck and looking up inadvertently, she found Fu Lanyu standing not far away.

With her eyes facing each other, Ah Lu's beautiful eyes slowly turned red, with killing intent.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Where is my sister?"

"Where was that girl the first night, where was your sister."

The nails were inserted into the palms until they bleed, and A Lu trembled uncontrollably. She pushed Xiaojin aside viciously, abruptly getting up, her eyes cracking.

"You killed my sister, I will let you be buried!"

"You sisters are both capable people, I'm very sorry." Fu Lanyu said calmly, "But changing places, I don't think you will let me go. You planned to let me die tonight, no NS?"

"..."

"The survival of the fittest by the rules of the game, I can only say sorry."

Everyone wants to win, and everyone wants to work hard to live.

No one is wrong, but the system is wrong.

It is the player who can bear the result.

It is these people who have survived in reality and suffered in the journey.

Xiao Jin, who was paralyzed on the ground, had no intention of listening to what they were talking about. She was in tears and froze for a while, then realized that she wanted to turn back and help Scar Man. Who knew that when she got up, she heard Scar Man roar. Screamed.

"do not come!"

This voice made everyone look in his direction—

The countess in her pajamas, Shi Shiran had already walked out of the bathroom at some point.

She has a pair of bare feet, and there are still fresh red blood stains on her snow-white skin, which is like a plum blossom in the snow, which is beautiful and tragic.

She stood there, looking down at the entangled Scar Man and Beard Man, and slowly raised her hand for a long while.

Her nails are long and sharp, and each one is glowing with pitch black, sharper than a dagger.

Xiao Jin yelled: "Brother! Brother, run away!"

The bearded man panicked, he desperately tried to push Scarman away and escape by himself, but Scarman's arms seemed to be locked, and he hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

The scar man laughed nervously: "Very good, good! Let's die together! Your dog is not worthy to live!"

The countess's nails fell immediately, and she cut the two bodies apart without even giving the bearded man a chance to wailing.

The five **** wounds pierced all the way from the top of the head to the abdomen, with deep bones visible, just like the male players who died in the mirror ceremony last night.

Xiao Jin screamed heartbreakingly. Her screams aroused the countess's interest. The countess stepped over the corpses of the scarred man and the bearded man and walked towards her instead.

But because of sadness and fear, her legs became weak and she couldn't even run.

As a result, at the moment when the countess was about to act on Xiaojin, Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng, at the same time, took out the torch hidden behind them, and threw them towards the countess from a long distance.

The ironware was unbiased, falling at the feet of the countess, the fire touched the wooden floor, and the flames instantly set on a prairie, as if the wind was supporting the combustion, spreading quickly to the surroundings.

The wall of fire was between the countess and the crowd, separating the scorching barrier, and the countess suddenly let out a sharp wailing, like the roar of a wounded beast.

Ah Lu reacted extremely quickly, she turned around abruptly, and pushed Xiaojin into the wall of fire without hesitation.

Before Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng could catch up, she broke through the iron fence gate at a speed of 100 meters, and pressed her backhand firmly against the gate, blocking the two of them on the other side.

She wanted to burn them alive.

Qiao Yunzheng’s habitually gentle eyes also raged with a severe chill at this time. He flew a kick and kicked directly towards the iron gate. The force this time was extremely fierce, even if A Lu pressed the weight of his whole body on the door, he could not carry it. live.

The door was knocked open, and she slipped and fell on her feet, and rolled down the winding stairs. She fell into embarrassment and didn't get up for a long time.

When Fu Lanyu turned his head, he vaguely saw the countess, who was lit up all over the wall of fire, whose beautiful face had been burned beyond recognition.

She was enveloped in black smoke, and she quickly paused, lying down silently on the ground, but as if there was another shadow, struggling to separate from her body.

"...It's the witch in the mirror." Fu Lanyu pushed Qiao Yunzheng's shoulder decisively, "Go!"

The two of them passed through the iron fence gate, bypassed Ah Lu, who was smashing bones on the stairs, and rushed downstairs quickly.

When turning, Fu Lanyu looked back at Ah Lu again.

Qiao Yunzheng discovered this detail. He grabbed her hand and pulled her a few steps closer to him.

"Sister Lan, you are still soft-hearted." He said softly, "If you are in the real world, you will probably become friends, but in the game world, in addition to winning or losing, it is life and death. You shouldn't look away."

Yes, even if she has gone through seven full years and is used to too much hatred and betrayal, she will still feel sad for a moment.

These people didn't have to be like this.

If it is not compelling, why bother.

Fu Lanyu turned his gaze back, following Qiao Yunzheng's footsteps, and hurried straight to the fourth floor room.

Who knows that Bai Sheng is not in the room.

"She went downstairs?"

"It should be." Qiao Yunzheng raised his head with a solemn expression, "...you don't seem to be right."

The sharp cries and laughter all around were intertwined with each other, becoming more and more intense, as if caged into a large airtight net, covering the sky and the earth.

The sound came from every wall, and it seemed that countless hands were slapped frantically on the wall, trying to break free.

The invisible pressure makes it difficult to breathe, and Fu Lanyu suddenly has a hunch:

Those things that are laid in the wall, they are going to be free.

At the same moment, the witch spirit body that had escaped from the Countess's body had appeared at the end of the corridor.

The outline of the witch is translucent. She is still wearing the black burqa. She dances without wind. She has a pale face, black eyes and scary eyes. The blood basin is wide open, two rows. The fine teeth are full of endless anger.

Her nails were dripping with blood, which was probably Ah Lu's blood.

Her flight speed was comparable to teleportation, and she was approaching where the two of them were in a blink of an eye.

One can imagine the consequences of being caught by her.

At this moment, it is tantamount to a race against death.

The two ran wildly without looking back, and when they were approaching the middle of the corridor on the third floor, Fu Lanyu once again smelled the strong **** breath.

Chill in my heart spontaneously.

"Qiao Yunzheng, there..."

She didn't even have time to finish.

The deafening sound of collapse, like an ancient thunderstorm, resounded through the entire castle in an instant.

The stone walls shattered side by side, so in these long years, the corpses piled up into the walls and piled up into the mountains have seen the night of the old castle again.

The pitch-black resentful spirit broke out, let out a miserable howl, rushing to follow the figure of the witch.

Chasing the soul for life.

The cracks on the ground underneath gradually became denser until it collapsed completely, but the bottom was not an endless abyss, but a raging river of blood.

The blood raging like a tide continued to gush out, like a huge coastal wave, and in a moment, it flooded Fu Lanyu's neck.

Fu Lanyu vaguely heard Qiao Yunzheng calling herself anxiously, but she could not answer. People were already floating in the river of blood and swept all the way down the stairs.

She took a deep breath and simply dived into the bottom of the water. With her keenness in the direction, she swam desperately forward.

She could feel that the witch and the army of wraith spirits were getting closer.

…he and