However, the ghost did not rush to pat Zhuang Yong's shoulder, let alone launch any hallucinations, he was just like a ghost, floating quietly behind Zhuang Yong, waiting for the time to come. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuang Yong didn't notice the ghost behind him at all, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know where the ghost had gone.

The only thing he knew was that there was absolutely no way for the ghost to leave this room, and he knew even more that he was now the target of the ghost.

But what the ghost wants to do, is there something more terrifying brewing, Zhuang Yong doesn't know anything about it, and it is precisely because of this sense of fear of the unknown that the panic in Zhuang Yong's heart keeps increasing.

"Where's the damn ghost, I'm already in danger, I'm in a hallucination now, what the hell happened to me here!"

The shouts kept echoing in Zhuang Yong's heart, and he even wanted to go back and see where the ghost was, to eliminate this mental torture.

However, the rules of the game are here, and Zhuang Yong can only bear helplessly and fearlessly.

As time passed, Zhuang Yong's face has been a little distorted, if you want to kill, you will kill, or if you don't kill, you won't kill, why let yourself be in this unknown torment.

The eyes on the ghost and the chandelier were all watching Zhuang Yong closely at the moment, waiting to let Zhuang Yong break his mental defense line first, and then as long as they gently pushed, it was enough to send Zhuang Yong to hell.

After almost ten minutes, Zhuang Yong had been pushed to the edge of the cliff by this dead atmosphere and the torture of inner horror, and seizing this opportunity, the ghost immediately launched his hallucination.

Suddenly, a ghostly face appeared in front of Zhuang Yong, and he opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and bit Zhuang Yong's neck.

If the normal hallucination torture is fine, at least it will give Zhuang Yong a buffer period, and the threat caused is not as great as imagined, after all, the hallucination Zhuang Yong is not the first time to experience it.

But in such a high-tension situation for such a long time, Zhuang Yong's defense against the sudden appearance of the powerful ghost can be said to be extremely low.

"Ah!!h

Zhuang Yong subconsciously screamed by himself, and what was even more fatal was that Zhuang Yong retreated several steps after being frightened!

Then Zhuang Yong realized his mistake, but it was too late, he had already broken the rules of the game.

The ghost was not polite to Zhuang Yong, and once again stuck in front of Zhuang Yong, directly tore off one of his arms, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.

"You're mine, you're mine!!"

While eating Zhuang Yong's arm, the ghost made an almost perverted voice.

"No, I'm not going to die, I don't want to die!"

Zhuang Yong still had any precautions there at this time, and he even dared to answer the words of the ghost.

However, Zhuang Yong, who has completely collapsed in his mental defense, will not care about this problem, in the face of the current situation, Zhuang Yong has only one thing to think of, that is, how to survive.

Although he was still very skeptical of what Fang Jing said before, now he had no other choice, even if it was possible that it would bring death, but now that he was certain to die, he might be able to have a glimmer of life if he chose the former.

"Turn on the light, I want to turn on the light, and when the light is turned on, it will be regarded as dawn in the house!!"

Zhuang Yong, who had no choice, shouted out this sentence loudly in the room.

The ghost really didn't continue to hurt Zhuang Yong at this time, which made Zhuang Yong see the hope of life.

However, facing the square mirror in the other corner, he sighed in his heart, looking at the choice of turning on the light like this is not where the vitality lies.

Otherwise, at the same time as Zhuang Yong shouted these words, there should be light in the room, but the room was still shrouded in darkness at this time.

As for why the ghost didn't continue to hurt Zhuang Yong after he shouted that sentence, in fact, when Zhuang Yong said the first sentence, the ghost had already stopped moving.

After all, for the person who spoke, the ghost would not be killed instantly, but would give him a free time, which caused Zhuang Yong's misunderstanding.

"Don't face the corner, it's game over, it's game over!"

Zhuang Yong stood there laughing, glad that he had escaped, and did not forget to make the other two happy.

But at this time, the ghost licked his lips, the free time was over, and it was time to have a supper, and it was really a little disturbing to watch this fool entertain himself.

Without too many fancy movements, the ghost instantly threw Zhuang Yong to the ground and directly began to bite Zhuang Yong's stomach frantically.

"Get out of here, get out of here! What are you doing, the game is over, ahh!!hhh ”

The ghost didn't care about Zhuang Yong's crazy words, his mind was all on eating, and Zhuang Yong shouted as much as he wanted.

Dissected Zhuang Yong's stomach and pulled out his intestines and stuffed them into his mouth in front of Zhuang Yong, in the process, Zhuang Yong was still desperately resisting, but what was the use.

In the end, Zhuang Yong's hands still fell to the ground weakly, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and the ghost had devoured the contents of his stomach.

Wiping his mouth, the ghost threw Zhuang Yong's body here.

Now that Zhuang Yong is dead, it is time for him to be more interested in the target, as for Wen Bohua, it is harmless to die or not.

In fact, all this is thanks to Fang Jing, if he hadn't told Zhuang Yong this method, he gave him one more choice on the road to only bear fear, how could Zhuang Yong die so easily.

After returning to the wall, the ghost began to slowly approach the square mirror, bringing the fear of death with him.

Zhuang Yong's scream just now made Fang Jing sweat profusely at the moment.

Zhuang Yong's death is small, but the next thing he will face is big, and he will not be easy to pass. In the case of a dead person, the ghost can already leave scars on his body through hallucinations, and now that another one is dead, Fang Jing estimates that the ghost may have been able to kill him.

As for Wen Bohua, according to speculation, there is no difference between his death and immortality, because the possibility of his own fourth death is very small.

After the ghost walked to the corner where the square mirror was, his face was full of excitement, and he was ready to eat.

At this time, where do you need to use any illusion to torture the square mirror, the ghost has a more efficient method.

Facing the square mirror in the corner, he was still waiting for the hallucination to appear, but he suddenly felt that something seemed to flash through his chest, and the pain followed.

Hurriedly reached out to touch the place where the pain appeared, and to Fang Jing's extreme shock, his hands were covered with wet blood!