Hu Jing is actually dead?

Chen Xi felt incredulous, could a man with a strange shadow fall so easily?

He thought that Hu Jing was hiding in the gray world, planning some unknown things, or secretly waiting for the opportunity to assassinate Chen Xi and the others.

He didn't know why Hu Jing wanted to kill his own brother, maybe he suffered from persecution paranoia after a big change in mentality, but that's not the point.

The point is that Chen Xi didn't believe he was dead.

"Ash, suck his shadow."

In order to confirm whether he is dead or not, let Ash take a sip before speaking.

Xiao Ash walked to Hu Jing's side, opened his mouth and inhaled, and after a few exhalations, he didn't get anything, indicating that the corpse was so cold that there was not even a "shadow".

Chen Xi frowned, Hu Jingzhen is dead?

After confirming whether Hu Jing was dead or not, the ghosts began to search the house and rummage through the house to see if there were any murderous swords.

This investigation really found that the murderous sword was hidden behind the curtain, and the sword body was stained with a layer of red blood.

When the ghost found the curtain, it suddenly cut open the curtain and turned into a silver light and slashed at Chen Xi outside the door.

Chen Xi was taken aback, he hadn't sensed the abnormal high-frequency fluctuations before, thinking that there was no sword inside.

And the moment the long sword suddenly broke through the curtain, he sensed a faint and inaudible small frequency, which suddenly became as violent as a typhoon.

This is a long sword that will self-converge and fluctuate in frequency!

There was a sound of breaking the air, but fortunately, the black iron rod and fruit knife in the air had been spinning at high speed, and they met it the moment the long sword came.

While!

The black iron rod hit the long sword with a stick, and a five-millimeter-thick sword mark appeared on the body of the stick, and the attack power was much stronger than the previous two swords.

The fruit knife slashed sideways, leaving a shallow cut on the blade.

There is no doubt that the fierce sword in the third level has greatly improved both attack and defense, and the speed has also increased a little, but in front of Chen Xi's one-stick and one-knife mixed doubles, the fierce sword was slowly beaten to the point that it could not be backhanded.

For example, after the difficulty of the third level of the fierce sword has been strengthened in the game, its strength can be compared to the fruit knife controlled by Chen Xi.

But it can't do it with a one-on-two, especially since the stick can blunt its sharp edge, and the fierce sword can't beat it.

Ping Pong!

Every time the long sword and the black iron rod are stiffened, the combat effectiveness decreases a little.

The side bed soon became a brawl between the three, with a dozen cuts cut out of the gray curtains, broken with sticks on the transparent glass, and smashed to pieces on the gray tabletop.

Even the corpses lying on the floor were affected by the battle, and they were stabbed in the back.

Chen Xi and the head of the room had already retreated to the corridor, each secretly watching the battle in their own ways.

After a while, the fierce sword and the knife and stick were struck outside, and then back indoors from the outside.

The black iron rod and fruit knife became more and more fierce, and the long sword became more and more intimidating, and the scene was no longer intense.

By the seventy-first encounter, eighty percent of the long sword had become dull, and its strength had dropped by three or four times.

Chen Xi found a wave of opportunities, controlled the stick to suddenly change the offensive route, shook a feint, and then the fruit knife sneak attack succeeded, and then the black iron rod hit seamlessly, pressing the long sword to the ground.

Eleven ghosts came out of the corner, and they all vigorously suppressed, pressing their long swords to the ground and rubbing them.

The fierce sword itself was extremely tyrannical, and it was pressed to the ground by eleven ghosts and rubbed, and struggled angrily.

There were several times when it almost broke free, but it couldn't stand the strength of the ghost, and its own combat power was reduced by three or four times, and it was finally rubbed into suspicion of the sword.

Half a minute later, the longsword was disheartened and stopped resisting.

Seeing this, the eleven ghosts joined forces to the wind chimes and tied the red rope.

Wind chimes are windless and automatic, making a singular ringtone.

"Jingle bell."

The crisp sound of the wind chimes flickers and flickers far and near, which is very weird, proving that the fourth level is coming.

After three seconds, the ringtone stops, and the ambient brightness is dimmed for another two minutes.

Chen Xi saw this with an extra mind, and the current environment was 50% darker than the first level.

Some corners seem to be covered with a black veil, and it is impossible to see if there are supernatural beings hidden there.

At this level, Zhou Wenbin also clearly felt the danger of the fourth level.

"It's so dark, I can't even see the end of the hallway." The head muttered.

He took out his flashlight to illuminate the front, and the darkness was dispelled, allowing the head to see the corridor wall ten meters away again, where it was empty.

"The flashlight can last about four hours at a time, and I have three spare batteries, so let's turn on the flashlight the whole time." Chen Xi took out a flashlight and said.

This is the equipment that Chen Xi bought before, and now it comes in handy.

Turn on the low-light function of the flashlight and barely break through the darkness in the corner.

Chen Xi walked to the window to look outside, it was already dark outside the window, only there was black, white and gray within more than 30 meters downstairs.

Further afield, such as beyond the river, were in the dark.

Even if his yin and yang eyes have extraordinary vision, he can't see the outline of distant objects clearly.

Chen Xi turned on the strong light function to shine into the darkness, and the river outside the building was barely illuminated, revealing the pitch-black river and the river on the opposite bank, indicating that the gray world outside was still there, but the ambient brightness was too dark, causing him to see objects clearly.

Chen Xi turned off the strong light of the flashlight and changed it to a weak light to save electricity.

As a shadow creature, Xiao Gray is an assassin in the shadows, and his eyesight is much better than Chen Xi's, but the environment is abnormally dark, and it can't see things in the distance clearly, and its visual range is just a few meters more than Chen Xi's.

Looking around, he didn't have any more clues about where the fourth sword was hiding, maybe the door on the right side of the corridor was where it was hiding.

However, before opening the door on the right, Chen Xi planned to go back to the bedroom on the left side to investigate the cause of Hu Jing's death.

"Let's go, go back to Hu Jing's corpse."

The head of the room nodded, letting the ghosts find their way.

Then the two returned to the place where Hu Jing died.

In the side bedroom, it was dark inside.

Even the blood on the ground was no longer red and shiny, but precipitated into black and red.

Chen Xi looked at the corpse covered with a veil of darkness, and his body only had a vague outline in the dark, and immediately turned on the flashlight light to illuminate the corpse.

The corpse was still lying down, face down, with a knife in the back and a knife in the abdomen, and no abnormalities had been seen.

Several ghost creatures stepped forward and turned Hu Jing's body up, turning their bodies face up.

After Hu Jing was turned over, his coat was full of blood, and his face was also a layer of blood, looking extremely terrifying, like a bloody corpse in a horror movie.

Chen Xi and the head of the room were mentally prepared, and they were still startled when they saw the blood sample, and they nervously thought that Hu Jing would cheat the corpse, and the knife and stick that accelerated in the air almost destroyed the corpse ruthlessly.

After waiting for a few seconds and not moving, Chen Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, he didn't cheat the corpse." ”

"This face is so frighteningly red." The head of the room palpitated.

Because the color of blood interfered with vision, several ghosts opened their mouths to suck blood, and the blood quickly merged into a small floating stream of water, which was cleaned up.

Without the terrifying visual picture of blood and blood all over the ground, Chen Xi refocused his eyes on Hu Jing's face, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, causing goosebumps all over his body.

I saw Hu Jing closing his eyes, pursing his mouth, and his facial expression was soothing and natural, without any pain.

It was as if he was still sleeping, unaware of his own death.

But how is this possible!

It had obviously fallen in a pool of blood, and it had just been scraped, and the bloody wounds that pierced it all proved that he had died from bleeding from his abdomen.

You must know that the process of death from a knife wound is painful, and the expression should be as if life is worse than death.

But what is this Hu Jing's expression?

An expression of a peaceful death!

Thinking of Hu Jing's strange shadow, Chen Xi had a hunch that Hu Jing's death was not so simple.