My Thriller Survival Game

Hearing the word "hee hee", Xu Yang knew that he would be in big trouble next.

Sure enough, just after the sound of the system fell, the entire Niuma Street shook, and countless footsteps sounded in the originally silent street.

In addition to the sutured cow-horse monster chasing behind him, shadowy figures appeared in the blood mist ahead, and Xu Yang had to constantly adjust his escape route.

However, no matter how he ran, there were monsters chasing him all around.

What's even more annoying is that the patron saint has been running in front of him, very jubilant, not at all afraid of being chased, but instead acting very excited.

"Damn it, if I had known this, I should have killed you no matter what I said just now."

But the matter has come to an end. What's the use of talking about it now? He can't do anything except run away.

Fortunately, due to the existence of the blood mist, the terrain of Niu Ma Street was already complicated, and the Niu Ma Monster was unable to catch up for a while. However, after running for a while, Xu Yang felt that his physical strength was constantly declining.

Hearing the noisy footsteps getting closer and closer, Xu Yang wanted to use all his firepower and use Ghost Step to escape quickly, but he resisted.

"No, it can't be used now."

The blood mist became thicker at some point, and the rotten smell in the air became more and more intense. What was even worse was that after running in the blood mist for a long time, the emotion of killing emerged involuntarily.

Xu Yang ran and observed his surroundings.

He found that the further he went, the thicker the surrounding blood mist became, and the surrounding shops became more dilapidated, the smell of blood became stronger, and the more broken limbs he saw, and of course, the more cow and horse monsters he saw.

The monsters that had been hiding in the shop to eat now also came out one after another.

"We can't run around like this anymore. We must find a place to take shelter."

At this moment, Xu Yang saw a shop. The shop was badly damaged. Countless skeletons were scattered at the door, and several skeletons were hanging at the door, swaying in the wind.

Normal people would subconsciously avoid it when they saw this scene. However, Xu Yang not only did not avoid it, but rushed over because he saw the kitchen knife stuck in the wall at the door.

He knew this kitchen knife and was very familiar with it. It was Qian Qingyue's kitchen knife.

Since Qian Qingyue's kitchen knife is here, it means that she is also here. Thinking of this, Xu Yang quickened his pace.

The patron saint can run faster than Xu Yang, but as he runs fast, so does the unlucky one.

He just rushed in and flew out in the next second. If Xu Yang hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been hit by the patron saint.

When the patron saint flew out, a figure stood at the door holding two swords.

When Xu Yang saw the figure, his heart skipped a beat.

This figure was nearly two meters tall, wearing a bull-head mask, and had thick hair on his body. Not only was it soaked in too much blood, but it was also its own color. The hair was scarlet, and the pungent smell of blood was prohibitive.

"I wipe it, right~~~"

The moment he saw the monster, Xu Yang turned around and planned to run away, thinking to himself: "It's bad, something happened to Qian Qingyue too."

But the next second, a strange yet familiar voice sounded.

"Xu Yang? Is it you?"

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was slightly startled, subconsciously stopped, looked at the figure, and asked tentatively: "Sister Qian?"

"it's me."

Although the other party admitted his identity, Xu Yang did not approach hastily. Instead, he held the redemption butcher knife tightly and looked at the other party warily.

When the other party was about to approach, when he saw this scene, he quickly stopped and took off the bull-head mask on his face, revealing a human face, which was Qian Qingyue.

"It's really you."

"Why are you here? I was just going to find you."

Just as Xu Yang was about to answer, he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and his expression suddenly changed.

Qian Qingyue also noticed something strange, put on a mask and said quickly: "Come in quickly."

Xu Yang did not hesitate and rushed into the store quickly. The patron saint who was kicked out also got up from the ground and followed Xu Yang into the store.

As soon as she entered the shop, Qian Qingyue took out a horse head mask from her arms and threw it to Xu Yang.

After Xu Yang took it, he was stunned.

"Put it on quickly!"

Hearing this, Xu Yang didn't hesitate at all and directly put the mask on his face.

As soon as Xu Yang put on his mask, he saw Qian Qingyue throwing skeletons towards the door. Xu Yang was filled with doubts.

"Stop looking and come and help."

Xu Yang heard this and hurried over to help. While moving the skeleton, he asked: "What is this?"

"Keep those monsters out."

"is that useful?"

"I've tried it before, and it works."

Hearing what Qian Qingyue said, Xu Yang couldn't help but speed up the movements of his hands, and the patron saint was not idle either. He came behind the pile of skeletons, raised his hooves and started kicking, which was much faster than Xu Yang and the others.

Qian Qingyue was a little surprised when she saw this scene and asked, "Where did you pick up the calf?"

"He is not a calf."

"what is that?"

"The patron saint of Niuma Street."

"ah?!"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Qingyue's hand movements suddenly stopped and she looked at the patron saint in disbelief.

It took him a long time to regain his composure and said, "Is this the virtue of the patron saint of Niu Ma Street?"

Qian Qingyue's words made Xu Yang very speechless, but he still nodded and said: "Although I don't want to admit it, he is indeed the patron saint of Niu Ma Street."

"Patronus?"

Hearing this, Xu Yang was about to nod, but he immediately noticed that Qian Qingyue's aura had changed, and an undisguised murderous intent enveloped the entire audience.

Xu Yang was startled and quickly looked up at Qian Qingyue and found that she had dropped the skeleton in her hand and had two kitchen knives in her hand, and was approaching the patron saint step by step.

"Sister! What are you going to do?"

Qian Qingyue said without raising her head: "Of course I will kill him."

"ah?!"

This time it was Xu Yang's turn to be shocked and subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"After my investigation, I found that the reason why Niuma Street is like this is because of that bullshit patron saint. As long as we kill him, we can get out."

Xu Yang was shocked again. Just when he was about to ask how you knew, he found that Qian Qingyue had already rushed towards the patron saint with a knife.

The patron saint also immediately noticed Qian Qingyue's hostility, and didn't care about picking up the skeleton. He ran to Xu Yang and hid behind Xu Yang, and then looked at Xu Yang pitifully, with full expression in his eyes.

Full of desire to live.

Seeing this, Qian Qingyue turned around and walked straight towards Xu Yang. As she walked, she said: "Administrator, get out of the way."

Seeing this scene, although Xu Yang was very curious as to why Qian Qingyue wanted to kill the patron saint, at this time, he had to stop him. After all, the patron saint could not die.