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Ah-hee stood in the fog, watching them look panicked. A gleam flashed in her eyes, and the red-clothed ghost began to move.

She twisted her neck, made a shrill sound, and then looked at the three of them with godless eyes, "Let's play a game." She moved her lips, and the sound was as hoarse as a piece of iron rubbing against sand.

The three of them huddled together and looked at the "person" in front of them in great panic. One of the sons was quite bold, swallowed his saliva and asked, "What...... What game? ”

"Let's play a voting game." The red-clothed ghost pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, blood flowing down from the corners of her mouth, "In the first round, each of the four of you has three votes. The one with the least votes, die! ”

She stretched out her bony finger and pointed at the son among them: "You vote first." ”

"I ...... The three of us ......" He was frightened by the dead word spoken by the ghost, and stumbled as he spoke. He quickly pointed himself and his parents at it, as if he hadn't seen his fainting sister.

And the answers of the other two people were also expected by Yaxi. Song Yaxi was indeed the first to be abandoned, and was unanimously abandoned. She pinched a few fingers and hit the red-clothed ghost.

The red-clothed ghost immediately showed a fierce face, and as soon as he sucked Song Yaxi on the ground, he began to gnaw. In between the movements, blood spurted out and splashed the three of them.

Where have the three of them seen such a scene, they were suddenly frightened and stupid. Yaxi doesn't have to doubt that they are in a state of soul now, otherwise they must have peed their pants. But these are just phantoms, extracted by Ah-hee from the memories of the previous lost world.

It's fake, but it's definitely enough to scare them. The red-clothed ghost tore the fake Song Yaxi into a bad shape, and most of them were devoured by her, and only one arm was thrown down.

The arm seemed to still move, and he crawled little by little towards the three people who were huddled in a ball, and finally grabbed one of the middle-aged man's ankles. The middle-aged man hurriedly used his other foot to kick this hand down.

His son and wife immediately moved farther away, but the middle-aged man, who was in great panic, did not notice it, and he tried his best to kick the severed arm away as if he were crazy.

It took him a long time, but the broken arm seemed to be getting tighter and tighter. He yelled in fear, trying to get his son and wife to help him. Only then did he realize that his wife and son had fled farther away.

He froze where he was, his face full of disbelief. A chuckle came from the air, it was Song Yaxi's voice. And at this time, the broken arm also seemed to lose its vitality and fell down.

The middle-aged man quickly kicked him away, and then stared at his wife and son with some anger. The woman and the young man on one side barely dared to look at him, and the two huddled together.

And at this time, the red-clothed ghost spoke again: "The game is too slow!" It's better to do that, only one of you will survive anyway, vote. ”

"Me! I'm still young, I can't die! "After experiencing extreme fear, the young man's mind was left with the thought of his own survival. So as soon as he heard her words, he immediately shouted loudly.

The woman also seemed to be frightened, knocked her desperately struggling son to the side, glared at a pair of eyes, and her voice was a little sharp: "I! I want to live! ”

"Mother, you are so old, and you have lived enough. I'm still young. Let me live! Let me live! The young man was as if he had gone mad, and his voice was hoarse.

Then the two began to fight each other-for-tat, as if the other party was their own enemy. In contrast, the middle-aged man was relatively calm, just sitting on the side and watching quietly.

Yaxi, who was hiding in the fog, looked at the farce in front of him and smiled at the corners of his mouth. It's so interesting! After laughing for a while, she hit another ray of light on the red-clothed ghost.

The red-clothed ghost immediately let out a piercing scream, and the two who were still arguing turned their heads to look at her after a pause.

"Since the two of you have finished choosing. Then you choose. ”

As soon as they heard this, the two people who were arguing just now looked at the middle-aged man with expectant eyes. He looked at the two of his loved ones and sighed heavily: "Let my son live!" He is the only seedling of the old Song family! ”

"Ahh Old Song! I have been married to you for so many years, and I have been a cow and a horse for your old Song family, how can you treat me like this! Hearing the middle-aged man's choice, the woman screamed and pounced. But because her hands and feet are tied, she can't do any effective attacks.

The young man was smiling, he looked at the red-clothed ghost and said, "I can survive!" ”

The red-clothed ghost suddenly let out a "click" laugh, and then with a movement of his fingers, the rope on the young man's body broke at once. As soon as he showed his joy, he heard the red-clothed ghost say, "Originally, if you all chose someone else, I would have let you go." ”

The three of them all had stiff expressions, and at this moment, the red-clothed ghost condensed an axe and threw it at the young man's feet: "Kill them, and you can leave." ”

The young man was startled and hurriedly took a few steps back. After all, he is an ordinary person, and he doesn't dare to kill people no matter what.

Seeing his timid appearance, the red-clothed ghost waved his hand, and a huge hourglass appeared on one side: "If the sand leaks out, you haven't done it yet." Die together. She grinned and laughed cruelly.

"No...... Don't ......" The young man struggled to get up, turned around and wanted to run. But this was his dream, and where could he go? After doing a lot of useless work, he saw that the hourglass was only half left.

"Actually, it's not so hard to accept that a family dies together." As if to stimulate him, the red-clothed ghost moved his stiff lips and said.

Her words really caused the man to go crazy. No, he can't die, he definitely can't die. He swallowed, bent down to pick up the axe, clenched his fists, and walked to his parents.

The middle-aged woman immediately showed a look of fear, and she didn't care about finding someone to settle the score. She was tied hand and foot, and could only rub back a little: "Don't!" Son don't! Her screams were interrupted by the sound of an axe.

Bright red blood splattered on the young man's face, but he didn't notice it. Her face was full of crazy colors, and the axe was desperately slashing at the woman. Until the ground was covered with flesh and blood, he even grinned and turned his head to look at his father.

At this time, the middle-aged man couldn't believe it, looked at his son, and was speechless for a long time. Although he decided to let his son survive and leave a bloodline for the Song family, he never thought of being killed by his son.

By this time, the young man had raised his axe and slashed it down. (To be continued.) )