The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

In the dark night, three steel wires lay across Chen Xi's head, waiting for the long sword to descend.

However, the fierce sword seemed to have eyes. During the flight, it reversed the sword's momentum, bypassing the steel wire just in time, and slashed at Chen Xi's head forcefully.

But when the long sword approached Chen Xi, a black iron rod suddenly appeared, and the long sword slashed on the black iron rod unexpectedly, making a crisp sound.

when!

The black iron rod was not cut off, and flew away by itself, fighting with the fierce sword, hitting left and right in the air, making a ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping.

Seeing the iron rod slipping into the air, the head of the room opened his mouth and lamented how powerful Chen Xi's ability is.

"Director, can I borrow your knife?"

Zhou Wenbin froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Use it whatever you want."

Then the fruit knife, which was cutting bricks like mud, also flew up. After a circle of acceleration, the knife was tricky, and it cut at the same part every time.

With the addition of sharp fruit knives, the situation immediately became one-sided, with one knife and one stick pressed against the long sword.

Every time the stick is hit, the long sword becomes blunt, and every time the fruit knife is cut, conspicuous knife marks are left on the long sword.

It's a pity that Chen Xi couldn't directly control the fierce sword, otherwise the battle would be easier.

After half a minute.

The long sword was covered with scars, and the blade was almost split, lying motionless on the ground.

Chen Xi walked over and grabbed the hilt of the sword, the fierce sword trembled by itself, trying to break free from Chen Xi's clutches, but it was a pity that it was no longer able to fight anymore.

"Let's go, go back and hang the sword." Chen Xi said.

"Okay." Zhou Wenbin took back his fruit knife, and was extremely envious when he saw the black iron rod slowly put into his backpack.

The two returned the same way, passed the door and returned to the unfamiliar hall. The inside was still very empty, and the corridor was still the passageway of more than ten meters around the corner. There were sword marks on the wall, and there were two doors on the left and right. The head of the room on the first floor.

Using a group of little ghosts to explore the way, after confirming that nothing happened, he entered the room, and Chen Xi saw a strange picture.

The three candles are still burning, which is different from the room in the gray world.

"What's going on?" Chen Xi asked.

"I don't know." The head of the room didn't understand either.

But seeing this scene, the two of them had the same thought at the same time - to step on Hu Jing's candle!

Anyway, everyone is tearing their skins apart, so there is no need to treat them kindly.

"Let me step on it." The room chief took the initiative to step forward and stepped on it.

However, he stepped on an empty space, and what he stepped on was a phantom. The green flame candle was still burning quietly in the darkness, which was very strange.

Chen Xi stretched out his hand and touched a piece of air.

Xiao Hui stepped forward and opened his mouth to inhale, but got nothing.

Thinking of this, Chen Xi summoned the guide lights again, and suddenly saw that the phantom of the candle was empty and did not exist at all.

Chen Xi sighed, if it doesn't exist, then it doesn't exist.

Walking to the wind chime, the red thread was very bright red under the light of the street lights. Chen Xi tied the hilt of his sword, and the first wind chime made a very crisp sound.

Hearing the ringing of the bell, the surrounding atmosphere quietly became gloomy.

After picking up the first sword, Chen Xi planned to pick up the second sword.

The location of the second sword is six meters away, and the location is the toilet in the real world.

Due to the complexity of the space, Chen Xi could not go to the third-floor space in the real world in the normal way.

Either jump from the balcony to the second floor of the real world, then from the second floor to the third floor, to the toilet on the third floor, hold the hilt of the fierce sword tightly after the battle, and prevent the blade from cutting yourself.

This is a normal strategy method, but Chen Xi has another method in hand.

Some ghosts can pass through walls, and some can automatically open locks, which are very suitable for seducing the fierce sword.

After the head of the room knew what Chen Xi was thinking, he stood on the balcony and summoned three ghosts. The ghosts started to float and hit the wall directly.

However, the ghost hit the wall and was bounced back, unable to pass through the wall, as if the wall had been blessed by some unknown ability, making it impossible for the ghost to pass through.

No more, the ghosts floated from the balcony on the third floor to the window sill next door, unlocked automatically, then opened the door from the side room, and slowly sneaked to the toilet.

The ghosts didn't know what was inside, so they listened to the order and opened the toilet door.

The toilet was not quiet, there was intermittent sound of water dripping, and the sound of water dripping sounded twice, but there was no water tap or shower dripping, I don't know where the dripping sound came from.

A few ghosts squeezed into the toilet and looked left and right. When they looked up, they saw the fierce sword hanging above the toilet door, motionless.

These ghosts stretched out their hands to touch the sword, but the sword swung around immediately and chopped down with one blow.

puff!

A ghost was hit in the shoulder and made a sound of severe pain.

However, there were too many ghosts at the scene, several ghosts stretched out their hands to hold the hilt of the sword, together they suppressed the fierce sword, and rubbed against the ground continuously, making harsh scratching sounds.

The fierce sword was not happy, and he raised the sword to split them, but the head of the room knew that the fierce sword was difficult to hit, so he called all the ghosts for help.

A few seconds later, a sword was pressed to the floor by eleven ghosts, unable to move.

After waiting for a minute, there was still no movement on the blade, and the head of the room looked slightly happy, and he finally came in handy.

Don't look at Chen Xi's prestige alone, Zhou Wenbin can just lie down and call 666.

But the head of the room has no idea of ​​being a salted fish, he is eager to stand up and prove his usefulness with his ability.

No, the sword body was escorted to the balcony on the third floor under the combined force of eleven ghosts.

During this period, the black iron rod and the fruit knife kept circling at high speed, maintaining the high-speed state to maintain the destructive power, so as to prevent the second fierce sword from suddenly attacking.

The fierce sword was like a person who recognized the facts, without any resistance, and was quietly tied with a red rope.

Then the wind chime made a tinkling sound, and the darkness in the environment became two points darker.

"The third level." Chen Xi said to himself.

The progress was a little fast and a little relaxed, which made Chen Xi feel unreal.

Shouldn't ghost games be more difficult?

No, the more difficult ones are yet to come, so don't take it lightly.

Now he couldn't sense the location of the other three swords, maybe the three swords were outside the room, or they might be in the two rooms in the long corridor.

Chen Xi glanced at the room, not knowing what was hidden in it, the weapons in the air were maintaining the highest speed, ready to fire at any time.

The ghosts controlled by the head of the room walked to the door on the left side of the long corridor, preparing for the ghosts to activate the automatic unlocking function.

At this moment, a bright red liquid slowly flowed out from the crack in the door, which was very conspicuous in the dark.

Seeing this puddle of liquid, Chen Xi was even more sure that there was something ominous waiting for them inside the door.

"Open it, this door may be the clue." Chen Xi frowned, hating the smell of blood in the air.

Click.

The door opened automatically under the control of the ghosts, and slowly opened a gap, the little scorpion got in immediately and saw the whole room.

"Huh?" Zhou Wenbin made a surprised voice.

"What's inside?" Chen Xi asked suspiciously.

"It's blood, a puddle of blood!"

"Um?"

Then Xiao Hui arrived, turned his head to look into the door, and saw that the bedroom was only gray, black, and white. The layout was the same as that of an ordinary bedroom, with less furniture.

There was red blood on the floor, and there was a corpse lying face down in a pool of blood. The corpse was wearing a long black trench coat and was emaciated.

On the abdomen of the corpse, the windbreaker was cut open, like a wound pierced by a long sword, from which blood gushed out.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xi couldn't help taking a deep breath.

This corpse is Hu Jing!