"Are you a human or a ghost?" Duan Mo's voice began to tremble, this strange night brought him extremely great pressure, he looked behind him, Zuimeng and Doudou were standing behind the wall, looking at him through the dense barbed wire.

Duan Mo's Adam's apple rolled a little, slowly lifted the pan and took two steps forward, stopping two meters away from the girl, and the girl's voice began to become more and more weird-

"I died so miserably—"

Duan Mo's waist was slightly bent, like a bowstring full of strength, and he reached out and gently touched the girl's shoulder.

At the moment when the two of them met, the girl raised her head suddenly, revealing a pair of dark red eyes, her hands covering her face quickly reached into her arms, took out a handful of * from her tattered clothes, and stabbed straight under Duan Mo's ribs!

"Sure enough!" Duan Mo secretly screamed in his heart, although he was a little scared before, he would never lose his ability to think, he was a person who had received an atheist education since he was a child, not to mention that this was a game world - if there were really ghosts, then more than a million unjust souls in this world would be haunted all day long.

Because Duan Mo had a little vigilance in his heart, he quickly reacted when he saw the girl burst out, he stepped back, and the pan in his hand quickly blocked in front of him, and the girl's military thorn met the pan, scraping a piercing sound, and sparks splashed everywhere.

At this moment, with the faint light, Duan Mo finally saw the girl's face clearly, it was an extremely ordinary face, neither ugly nor beautiful, but the murderous and bloodthirsty light in her eyes made Duan Mo shudder.

After Duan Mo blocked the girl's sneak attack, he jumped back and distanced himself from her, and at this time, Doudou and the others saw the military thorn shining with cold light in the girl's hand and let out an exclamation.

"Girl, you're not suitable, are you? I came to save you with good intentions, but you tricked me? After Duan Mo saw that the enemy's hole card was just a military thorn, his heart was much more relaxed, after all, Duan Mo was a strong man, and he would never be able to beat this girl.

The girl's eyes were still full of hatred and disgust, but the corners of her mouth were upturned, and a smile was pulled, and two completely opposite expressions appeared at the same time, making her face look a little distorted, and Duan Mo faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Duan Mo, I'll open the door, come in!" Drunken Dream shouted from within the walls.

Duan Mo stared at the girl tightly, made a defensive gesture again, and said to Drunken Dream at the same time: "Don't! Don't open the door, I'm fine-"

Before the words fell, the girl suddenly pounced!

She moves extremely fast, and the way she uses her feet is even different from the average person - her ankles are about to twist to 60 degrees, which is the most effective way to exert power, but if she is not trained, she is almost ravaging her own ligaments.

Duan Mo hurriedly dodged sideways, but he didn't expect the girl's movements to be so fast, and when he couldn't dodge, he was slashed a long line on his chest by the sharp blade of *.

"Damn, are you going to cut off Lao Tzu's niuniu?" Duan Mo looked down and saw that the clothes on his chest had been torn for a long time, and the blood was slowly flowing down, but fortunately, the cutting ability of the military thorn was limited, so Duan Mo's wound was not deep, but the location of the injury was really a little embarrassing.

The girl missed the blow and was dodged by Duan Mo, so she flipped her wrist, changed the stab to a piercing, and stabbed Duan Mo's back with her backhand, Duan Mo was mentally prepared this time, and he didn't dare to underestimate the girl, he used his forearm to block the girl's hand, and then gently patted the back of her head with a frying pan.

Although it was a light pat, the pan also weighed a few pounds, and Duan Mo heard a muffled sound, and knew that he would definitely make the back of her head a big bag.

"Okay, you can't beat me!" Duan Mo dodged back again, ready to persuade him.

But the girl was smashed, the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger, and her eyes became more and more crazy.

Duan Mo frowned, "If you don't stop—"

Before Duan Mo could finish this threat, the girl attacked again, and a snoring sound came out of her throat, like the sound of a mad dog biting, Duan Mo had completely understood this time - this was a madman.

So he stopped dwelling, turned and ran, and began to run around the low wall of his own courtyard, the cold night wind pouring into his throat, and he didn't quite understand how this girl was so fierce as if she was infected with a zombie virus.

He climbed over the low wall and walked through the block, the girl had been following closely behind him, and she kept letting out oozing laughter, Duan Mo gradually exhausted his strength, his steps floated, the distance between the two became shorter and shorter, the girl kept waving*, the blade was tightly attached to the clothes on Duan Mo's back, and a centimeter or two further forward could pierce his skin.

Duan Mo snorted and panted, thinking that this madman was quite fast, as soon as this thought flashed, the girl behind him pounced violently, fell directly behind Duan Mo's feet, grabbed his ankles fiercely, and dragged him down.

"Crazy man, you!" Duan Mo was heavily planted on the ground, and when she caught a glimpse of the cold in the darkness, she picked up the military thorn and stabbed it at herself!

Duan Mo was pressed to the ground, and there was no way to resist and dodge for a while, the girl laughed, raised her military thorn high, and stabbed it hard!

"Whoosh-"

A low sound of breaking the air sounded, Duan Mo had already closed his eyes tightly, he only felt a heavy object hit his body, and a stream of heat slowly flowed down.

"Duan Mo, come in!" Drunken Dream whispered from the low wall.

Duan Mo opened his eyes, only to see a bow and arrow stuck in the back of the girl's head, her eyes were still wide open, and there was still a smile on her face. A rotten and rusty iron box tape player fell out of her chest, Duan Mo glanced at it, and immediately understood - the man's voice she heard before, I am afraid that she had already recorded it.

"It's so scary!" Duan Mo wiped his face, wiped all kinds of messy liquids off his face, quickly pushed the girl away, and then trotted all the way back to the gate.

Drunken Dream had already untied the chains on the gate and was waiting for Duan Mo.

"What the hell is going on with that girl?" Drunken Dream wiped the red and white marks from his face for him.

"It's a madman," Duan Mo spat angrily, "I guess I've been driven crazy, right?" ”

Drunken Dream looked out again, and then quickly locked the iron door again.

After experiencing this twist and turn, the four of them were in a little heavy, Doudou and Chunxia stood in front of Duan Mo, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

He climbed over the low wall and walked through the block, the girl had been following closely behind him, and she kept letting out oozing laughter, Duan Mo gradually exhausted his strength, his steps floated, the distance between the two became shorter and shorter, the girl kept waving*, the blade was tightly attached to the clothes on Duan Mo's back, and a centimeter or two further forward could pierce his skin.

Duan Mo snorted and panted, thinking that this madman was quite fast, as soon as this thought flashed, the girl behind him pounced violently, fell directly behind Duan Mo's feet, grabbed his ankles fiercely, and dragged him down.

"Crazy man, you!" Duan Mo was heavily planted on the ground, and when she caught a glimpse of the cold in the darkness, she picked up the military thorn and stabbed it at herself!

Duan Mo was pressed to the ground, and there was no way to resist and dodge for a while, the girl laughed, raised her military thorn high, and stabbed it hard!

"Whoosh-"

A low sound of breaking the air sounded, Duan Mo had already closed his eyes tightly, he only felt a heavy object hit his body, and a stream of heat slowly flowed down.

"Duan Mo, come in!" Drunken Dream whispered from the low wall.

Duan Mo opened his eyes, only to see a bow and arrow stuck in the back of the girl's head, her eyes were still wide open, and there was still a smile on her face. A rotten and rusty iron box tape player fell out of her chest, Duan Mo glanced at it, and immediately understood - the man's voice she heard before, I am afraid that she had already recorded it.

"It's so scary!" Duan Mo wiped his face, wiped all kinds of messy liquids off his face, quickly pushed the girl away, and then trotted all the way back to the gate.

Drunken Dream had already untied the chains on the gate and was waiting for Duan Mo.

"What the hell is going on with that girl?" Drunken Dream wiped the red and white marks from his face for him.

"It's a madman," Duan Mo spat angrily, "I guess I've been driven crazy, right?" ”

Drunken Dream looked out again, and then quickly locked the iron door again.

After experiencing this twist and turn, the four of them were in a little heavy, Doudou and Chunxia stood in front of Duan Mo, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

He climbed over the low wall and walked through the block, the girl had been following closely behind him, and she kept letting out oozing laughter, Duan Mo gradually exhausted his strength, his steps floated, the distance between the two became shorter and shorter, the girl kept waving*, the blade was tightly attached to the clothes on Duan Mo's back, and a centimeter or two further forward could pierce his skin.

Duan Mo snorted and panted, thinking that this madman was quite fast, as soon as this thought flashed, the girl behind him pounced violently, fell directly behind Duan Mo's feet, grabbed his ankles fiercely, and dragged him down.

"Crazy man, you!" Duan Mo was heavily planted on the ground, and when she caught a glimpse of the cold in the darkness, she picked up the military thorn and stabbed it at herself!

Duan Mo was pressed to the ground, and there was no way to resist and dodge for a while, the girl laughed, raised her military thorn high, and stabbed it hard!

"Whoosh-"

A low sound of breaking the air sounded, Duan Mo had already closed his eyes tightly, he only felt a heavy object hit his body, and a stream of heat slowly flowed down.

"Duan Mo, come in!" Drunken Dream whispered from the low wall.

Duan Mo opened his eyes, only to see a bow and arrow stuck in the back of the girl's head, her eyes were still wide open, and there was still a smile on her face. A rotten and rusty iron box tape player fell out of her chest, Duan Mo glanced at it, and immediately understood - the man's voice she heard before, I am afraid that she had already recorded it.

"It's so scary!" Duan Mo wiped his face, wiped all kinds of messy liquids off his face, quickly pushed the girl away, and then trotted all the way back to the gate.

Drunken Dream had already untied the chains on the gate and was waiting for Duan Mo.

"What the hell is going on with that girl?" Drunken Dream wiped the red and white marks from his face for him.

"It's a madman," Duan Mo spat angrily, "I guess I've been driven crazy, right?" ”

Drunken Dream looked out again, and then quickly locked the iron door again.

After experiencing this twist and turn, the four of them were in a little heavy, Doudou and Chunxia stood in front of Duan Mo, and they didn't know what to say for a while.