Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Gu Ling and Gu Yao are a pair of twins. One of them has a birthmark on her face and is disgusted by others; the other has a beautiful face and makes people happy.

Slowly, the ugly Gu Ling began to envy the pretty Gu Yao.

She learned about a formation that could summon evil gods from a book.

As long as 49 lives are sacrificed to the evil god, the evil god can grant her one wish.

Her wish is to 'become Gu Yao'.

The sacrifice was successful, and she became Gu Yao, but not as a human being...

She has become a monster who can only wear the skin of 'Gu Yao', unless there is a living person as her substitute, otherwise she can only be trapped in the dungeon forever, neither human nor ghost...

Tongues of fire licked everything around, and the sky turned pale.

A familiar metallic sound sounded in Fu Yan's mind.

[Di! game over. 】

A beam of white light flashed, and the moment before leaving the dungeon, Fu Yan heard a alarming sound in his mind.

"Ding! Horror value +100"

It belongs to Gu Yao.

The horror value is the trembling from the depths of the soul.

Gu Yao and Gu Ling exchanged souls before, so neither of them contributed horror value to Fu Yan.

Now that both of them are dead, and their souls have returned to their bodies, it stands to reason that the horror value should be credited together, but where did Gu Ling's horror value go?

Fu Yan began to reflect.

Is he not scary enough?

At the same time, a metal sound of gnashing teeth sounded again on the World Channel.

[Player Fu Yan and He Shuyang successfully cleared the copy of "Ghost Story in High School". 】

[The dungeon of "High School Ghost Story" is permanently damaged, and the dungeon will be temporarily refreshed. 】

There was another burst of cheers in the live broadcast room.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! I knew it! I knew it! As soon as God Fu makes a move, he will know if there is one! 】

[Fu Shen is so awesome, he beat the dungeon to autism again. 】

[I was worried about what to do if I got unlucky one day and got this instance. Although I know the clues, I can't beat the monsters! Don't worry now, Long live God Fu! 】

[According to Fu Shengan's speed of flipping through dungeons, will we have no dungeons to live in in the future! 】

[Can I go home without a copy, I miss my parents...]

【I! God Fu is awesome! You are the cutest! ! ! My pants are saved! ! ! 】

[What's creeping in upstairs? 】

The discussion in the live broadcast room was so intense that no one cared when the system announced on the World Channel that "Chen Sheng successfully cleared the copy of 'Ghost Story in High School'".

There is nothing to discuss about a person who can only live out the dungeon by relying on Fu Yan.

Fu Yan and He Shuyang finished the dungeon and were sent back to the castle directly.

Fu Yan opened his eyes and found that he was still lying on the big bed in the old castle.

The clock in the house said seven o'clock.

He stayed in the dungeon for a day and a night, but the time outside the dungeon was only one hour.

Fu Yan sat up, looked down at his clothes, and took a breath.

I hurried to the mirror and looked in the mirror.

I saw that the originally clean and tidy suit was red and green, stained with the blood and brains of those monsters.

He looked back at his bed again.

A "p" blurted out.

Damn it, dogs are nothing more than games!

Can't you wash him before sending it!

destroyed! All ruined!

His high bed soft pillow Simmons!

Thriller Game: Hehe! Blame me? Aren't you very happy when you explode monsters! [gnashing teeth jpg]

At the same time, in the Floating Life Menghua guild.

More than a dozen players with healing talents gathered around Chen Sheng's bed, taking turns to use their talents to help him heal his hands.

But Chen Sheng was injured so badly that his entire arm was broken.

Even if it can be cured, this arm is useless, and it will be a decoration in the future.

Chen Sheng lay on the bed and moaned in pain, wishing he could tear Fu Yan to pieces.

It was Fu Yan who killed him!

He must kill him! kill him!

Everyone's treatment didn't work, Lin Qingyun, the president of Fushengmenghua, waved everyone away.

He sat in front of Chen Sheng's bed and tucked the quilt for Chen Sheng, "I usually tell you to keep a low profile, but you just don't listen!"

At this moment, there were only the two of them left in the room, and Chen Sheng's tears fell down. He grabbed Lin Qingyun's arm, "Uncle, I don't want to become a useless person, you have to think of a way, Uncle!"

Although Lin Qingyun was furious, he was his own nephew after all, "Uncle will help you find a way, and I won't leave you alone."

Chen Sheng wiped away the tears on his face, and said bitterly: "Uncle! It's all Fu Yan's fault, it's him! It's him who caused me to be like this, you have to avenge me! Kill him, you help me kill him!" he!"

Lin Qingyun: "Don't worry about Fu Yan's affairs anymore. Your task now is to take good care of your injuries, and nothing else matters! The guild still has something to do. I'll let Huang Mao come in to take care of you."

After Lin Qingyun left, Huang Mao twisted his waist and walked in.

He sat beside Chen Sheng and handed Chen Sheng a glass of water.

Chen Sheng pushed his hand away, "You said you would help me."

Huang Mao put down his water glass, and pointed his finger on Chen Sheng's chest in circles, "Of course I will help you, we have a common enemy..."

"Ah-choo!"

Fu Yan sneezed, not knowing who was talking about him.

He took a shower, cleaned himself up, and ordered a new bed from the points mall.

Now the general bed can no longer satisfy him.

This time he bought a giant retro bed made of golden nanmu, wrapped in all directions and capable of lying five or six people.

Check out this workmanship.

Look at the texture.

It is said that it is still a limited edition, and this is the only one for the entire game.

Fu Yan closed his eyes and brushed over the edge of the bed.

Sure enough, it is still such a graceful and luxurious thing carved with dragons and phoenixes, which is in line with his noble temperament.

"hiss!"

Why do you touch him with one hand? !

When He Shuyang brought his younger sister to say goodbye to Fu Yan, he saw Fu Yan's door was wide open.

There is a huge... coffin in the room?

That coffin looks very familiar...

Isn't this a coffin without a lid that has been in the points mall for 800 years and no one has bought it, and it can only be used to hold soil later!

This thing was also on the official live broadcast room of Points Mall a while ago.

At that time, NPC was introducing a universal cement, and when mixing cement, he was afraid of dirtying the ground of the live broadcast room, so he mixed it in this coffin.

My friends even booed at that time, saying that the coffin is not covered anyway, so it’s better for the anchor to paste it into a kang with cement, and maybe you can meet a buyer who is stupid and rich.

I didn't expect the word to become a prophecy. Although it didn't make a kang, I also met a wronged buyer... a buyer who appreciates it.

After the experience of last night, no matter what Fu Yan does now, He Shuyang doesn't feel strange anymore.

Let alone a coffin, even if he bought a spaceship, He Shuyang would think, 'Well, it's something Fu Yan can do'.

No, he can't open this idea to Fu Yan.

He Shuyang shook his head, cut off the thoughts in his head, and then knocked on the door of Fu Yan's room.

Hearing the knock on the door, Fu Yan raised his head and crawled out of the coffin, holding a dusty rag in his hand.

It looked like he was wiping the coffin just now.

"Come here, sit wherever you want." Fu Yan jumped out of the coffin, patted the ashes on his body, "Look at how my new bed looks!"

He Shuyang: "Well... quite... special."