I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

After knocking down Mo Yu and Yan Wei twice, Fang Xiaoxiao stared at Wang Zun. Her anger made the flesh and blood space tremble and beat, and ghost claws stretched out from the flesh and blood.

Getting closer step by step, Fang Xiaoxiao did not hide his intention to tear Wang Zun's heart to pieces.

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was nervous, but he was not afraid. He hugged the black earthen jar tightly, and his hand had already reached to the lid of the jar, ready to open it.

The grimace on the can is constantly changing, and the little black guy in the can is also extremely excited.

Looking at Mo Yu who was struggling to get up from the ground, his red hijab was about to be smashed off.

Zhu Jin, Xiao Ling, and Da Tou were unable to escape.

Yan Wei was also struggling, and was obviously seriously injured again.

Wang Zun gritted his teeth and could only rely on himself.

There was no hesitation. Fang Xiaoxiao had already been forced several meters away. There was no hesitation. Ghosts of this level had many methods and they would be killed if they hesitated even a little.

boom!

Wang Zun pulled off the lid of the jar, and instantly a dark wind hit him, and all the blood was shrouded in darkness.

In the darkness, a small figure loomed, with a bloody tongue hanging in front of it, shaking gently.

It was as if the ghost king was born, and a cold and terrifying wind was raging.

Fang Xiaoxiao stopped and narrowed her bloody eyes. She seemed to feel something terrible.

Next second!

puff!

Blood light flashed, and a blood-red tongue pierced Fang Xiaoxiao's chest. Immediately afterwards, a small figure rushed forward and fought with Fang Xiaoxiao.

Wang Zun opened his eyes wide, trying to see Xiao Hei's appearance clearly, but it was too dark, and he could only see a bloody tongue shaking, stabbing.

Very fierce!

Very cool!

Xiao Hei almost suppressed Fang Xiaoxiao and beat him with such overwhelming force that Fang Xiaoxiao didn't even have a chance to resist.

The bloody tongue was very fast, leaving a trail of shadows as it penetrated, stabbing Fang Xiaoxiao riddled with holes.

"Tear her to pieces, Xiaohei!"

Wang Zun shouted, Xiao Hei did not respond, but his movements became more fierce, more powerful, and more terrifying!

Xiao Hei forced Fang Xiaoxiao into a desperate situation and used his hands, feet and tongue to attack like crazy.

Fang Xiaoxiao was roaring, struggling, trying to fight back, but Xiaohei didn't give her this chance at all, and the attacks came down like a violent storm.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Wang Zun urged, and couldn't help but rush forward, stabbing with the ghost vines and swinging the ghost hammer.

Little did he know that the wave of the two ghosts fighting had him thrown away, without even a chance to get close.

Wang Zun put all his hopes on Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei did not bear the burden. Although he could not see her appearance, he could see her non-stop crazy attacks.

"hurry up!"

However!

As soon as Wang Zun finished speaking, the darkness disappeared instantly, Xiao Hei also disappeared, and the scene of flesh and blood reappeared.

Fang Xiaoxiao was not eliminated. She was still standing in the same place, but her body was riddled with holes, and countless blood holes were spurting out blood.

You won’t die this way!

Wang Zun squinted his eyes, without further hesitation, and opened the lid of the jar again. His eyes once again became dark, a sinister wind rose, and Xiao Hei's figure appeared again.

Without any unnecessary words, Xiao Hei didn't stop for a moment, like a tiger, he rushed forward and fought with Fang Xiaoxiao again.

This time, Xiao Hei learned cleverly and used deadly moves to attack Fang Xiaoxiao's fatal weakness.

Thirty seconds is not enough time at all, so it must be fatal. Any delay is a waste of time.

Xiao Hei wanted to use these thirty seconds to kill Fang Xiaoxiao, but this time Fang Xiaoxiao also had a helper.

A clown doll walked out of the wall of flesh and blood. He held a sharp knife in his hand and stabbed Xiao Hei!

With quick eyes and quick hands, the little black tongue pierced out and collided with the sharp knife, causing sparks to fly.

"It's you again, it's not over, right?"

Wang Zun was angry and rushed forward with the ghost hammer. The ghost vine twitched and the blue light flashed.

The clown smiled ferociously, cut off the ghost vine with one knife, and laughed sinisterly.

"Wang Zun, you have repeatedly ruined my good deeds and hindered my plans. Don't think that I really dare not kill you!"

The clown spoke, and his sinister voice made people cringe.

"Come on, come and kill me, come on, come on if you can!"

Wang Zun didn't want to talk too much nonsense with the clown, so he smashed the ghost hammer against him.

The clown had a sharp knife and could easily block the ghost hammer, laughing out loud.

This is also a clown doll, but this doll is the size of a normal human and is more realistic.

"Don't be anxious, you will die in my hands, you will sooner or later!"

The clown's weird voice echoed, as if he never cared about Wang Zun, but Wang Zun always ruined his plans, which made him very distressed.

As for why he didn't destroy Wang Zun, outsiders have no way of knowing.

Thirty seconds passed, and Xiao Hei was unable to eliminate Fang Xiaoxiao due to the clown's obstruction, wasting an opportunity and wasting three years of his life.

Everywhere he looked, there was blood red, the darkness disappeared, the black earthen jar was beating on the ground, the faces on the jar were changing, and Xiao Hei still wanted to come out.

He seemed unconvinced, as if he was unwilling to eliminate Fang Xiaoxiao.

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, he was unwilling to do so, but he had no choice.

Yan Wei was struggling, but he still got up. One of his bloody eyes turned, crazy and violent.

Mo Yu also got up. She was seriously injured and exhausted. Her large wedding dress was swaying and making a snapping sound.

Zhu Jin, Xiao Ling, and Da Tou were still blocked and overwhelmed by those ghosts, and they were unable to do anything at all. It would be great if they could protect themselves.

The clown was laughing not far away, holding a sharp knife in his hand and shaking it gently, as if he was watching a good show.

"Mom...Mom...tear him to pieces..."

The clown screamed again in a young and disgusting voice, looking pitiful, aggrieved and sad.

Wang Zun gritted his teeth. He wanted to tear the clown's mouth apart. When he saw the clown, he felt unhappy, unhappy and uncomfortable.

The bloody hole on Fang Xiaoxiao's body that was stabbed by Xiao Hei was difficult to heal. Xiao Hei's tongue seemed to have a curse, and the wound was unable to heal.

"Don't worry, son, anyone who wants to snatch you away or hurt you, mother will not let them live."

Fang Xiaoxiao's blood eyes glowed, and he took a step forward. The bloody space shook, flying blood and cracking, as if it was about to collapse.

Wang Zun sighed, pulled Mo Yu in front of him, and pushed her back.

Mo Yu:?

What's the meaning?

"Uncle, leave the next step to me!"

Wang Zun stopped Yan Wei, who was about to go up, and shook his head gently, "You two, help me block those ghosts that are coming. Just leave Fang Xiaoxiao to me!"

Wang Zun was very serious, and everyone looked puzzled.

Why?

Why does Wang Zun have such a loud tone?

One person and one ghost is a mind full of symbols, with ten thousand puzzles.

Wang Zun didn't explain, he was still thinking, but he had no choice but to go.

It's death if you get there, and you're death if you don't get it, so why not give it a try?

Wang Zun walked directly towards Fang Xiaoxiao with an expressionless face. He put away the ghost vine and ghost hammer. He stared at Fang Xiaoxiao and approached step by step.

There was no momentum, just seriousness and apprehension.

The clown watched all this with pride, and he also wanted to see what method Wang Zun used to break this situation.

In his eyes, this situation is already a dead end for Wang Zun.

What does Wang Zun want to do?

How to break the situation?

He couldn't understand it, so he wanted to take a closer look.

"He is not your son!"

Wang Zun came to Fang Xiaoxiao, their eyes met, and he looked at Fang Xiaoxiao very seriously.

"He is my son, he is!"

Fang Xiaoxiao roared and slapped Wang Zun on the chest, sending him flying away.

Mo Yu's eyes widened and he looked solemn, and Zhu Jin and the other four also screamed in surprise.

Xiao Ling even wanted to rush forward to protect Wang Zun. Although she was very weak, she was Wang Zun's first family member and had the deepest feelings!

Yes!

Wang Zun immediately got up, patted his clothes and smiled, showing no signs of injury.

They were all surprised and looked at Wang Zun in disbelief.

The palm of a fierce ghost with red eyes and red clothes couldn't kill an ordinary person?

really?

The smile on the clown's face also disappeared, his face tightened, and a feeling of uneasiness surged into his heart.

Wang Zun is not hot-headed, but has thought carefully and has his own plans.

"This kid can take more beatings than your uncle?"

Yan Wei was stunned, took out a cigarette and lit it, and stared at all this curiously.

Wang Zun came to Fang Xiaoxiao again and said the same words, he is not your son!

Of course Fang Xiaoxiao would not spoil him, so he slapped Wang Zun away with his palm and roared.

Wang Zun got up again, unscathed, walking as fast as flying, and walked up again. It was the same sentence, and the same fate, and he was shot out again.

Ghost Skin Armor's three chances have been used up. If Fang Xiaoxiao gives Wang Zun a slap, he will definitely burp on the spot.

The clown stopped talking and had a heavy look on his face. He couldn't understand what Wang Zun wanted to do, let alone why Wang Zun could bear Fang Xiaoxiao's three palms without getting hurt.

This is not something one person can do.

the fourth time!

This time, if Fang Xiaoxiao slaps Wang Zun again, Wang Zun will definitely be killed on the spot.

Wang Zun also understood that this time, he was also gambling.

"He is not your son, really not. Your son has a bear-shaped birthmark on his arm. Have you forgotten?"

Wang Zun was very serious, and at the same time his heart was tense.

Fang Xiaoxiao actually had doubts in his heart. He looked back at the clown, but the clown softly called her mother.

This mother's voice swept away all the worries in her mind, and she no longer had any doubts.

He raised his hand, wanting to give Wang Zun another slap.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zun took out his mobile phone and played Lu Xiaofang's video.

"He is your son!"

"He is living a good and happy life now. The people who took him away from you are all dead. Now he is adopted by a couple. They are very good to Lu Xiaofang. He is very obedient and motivated. He misses you.

But he definitely doesn’t want to see you now!”

Wang Zun clicked the play button and handed it to Fang Xiaoxiao.

Fang Xiaoxiao was stunned, and the expression on her face froze. Lu Xiaofang's "Mother" teared a hole in her memory that had been sleeping for many years.

Seeing something was wrong, the clown rushed up to try to stop Wang Zun while his mother yelled.

Without Wang Zun taking action, Fang Xiaoxiao waved his hand and the clown was swept away.

The clown understood at this moment that he was afraid that he would lose again.

The video was not very long, and Fang Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded after watching it, with blood-red eyes shedding tears.