The day gradually turns to dusk. See. Hair. Line. Middle. Wen. net

After Chenyang dealt with Wang Yu's affairs, he did not take the next step, but returned to Zhang Li's courtyard.

Rest in your room, recharge your batteries, and get ready for tonight's late-night escape game.

After three nights, that ghost has successfully killed Qian Ke and Qiu Yao, and its strength has improved greatly, even if Chenyang has a ghost tooth bracelet in his hand, it will be difficult to defeat it.

During this time period, if they can't meet in the game, the demon will take advantage of it and let it find a chance to catch the order.

Then it will be like a snowball, making its advantages bigger and bigger, and finally forming a crushing trend.

That kind of irresistible danger is something that Chenyang has always been unwilling to face.

Now that the ghost has a tendency in this regard, it is impossible for Chenyang to let it continue to act recklessly.

This time in the late-night escape game, even if Chenyang is fighting to get injured, he must make that ghost suffer.

"Whew~"

The cold wind howled in the alley, and it could not stop for a moment.

In the alley, the morning sun walked briskly against the cold wind, and the wind blew his clothes back and popped.

Chenyang's feet were getting faster and faster, and his gaze looked ahead, but it seemed to be cast into the air, and his gaze did not gather in any place.

In the morning sun's field of vision, his eyes were fixed on the fugitive's radar interface.

On the interface, the point of light that symbolizes the fugitive is far, far away from him, almost spanning most of the village, and I don't know if it is a deliberate attempt by some hidden existence.

Chenyang didn't think about it, looked at the moving point of light, confirmed a general direction, and turned off the radar interface.

On both sides of the street, the cold wind blows stronger and stronger, making people feel like they have been blown by knives, and people are a little afraid to move forward.

Chenyang didn't notice the strangeness of the alley wind, and continued to stride forward.

Suddenly, he noticed a lot of eyes, as if there were many people watching him around him. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

Chenyang felt the slightest bit wrong, and then he reacted, and the plant perception turned on, detecting the entire range within 100 meters.

In this alley, I don't know when, a cloud of black fog slightly larger than a fist appeared, just like the black fog outside the cemetery, the house, and Zhang Xueying's body.

These black fogs are distributed very regularly, facing each other in pairs, and there is a pair at a distance, extending to the end of this alley.

The morning sun turned off the plant sense, and looked at the location of the black fog in this alley.

Looking at it, Chenyang's forehead couldn't help but form a cold sweat.

In front of him, in the doorways of the entire alley, hanging puppet dolls were blown by the wind, swaying and spinning in the wind.

But their heads, always in the direction of the morning sun, showed no signs of shifting.

On the surface of their bodies, in addition to the white paint that covered their faces, the blood red of their grinning eyes, and the black and white robes, there were a little more colors.

However, this color is hidden in the previous color, making it difficult for Chenyang to see the difference for a while.

Chenyang can only determine the difference between this group of dolls through his previous memories.

Glancing, Chenyang forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and observed the strangeness of this pile of dolls.

Finally, at their necks, something else was visible.

A small tear was made in the part of the neck that covered the cheongsam, and it looked like a wound that had been cut with a knife.

The wounds were covered with blood-red paint, as if they were real wounds.

The group of dolls noticed that Chenyang's eyes were wrong, and seemed to sense that he had noticed a change in himself, and his mouth seemed to be grinning wider.

Chenyang's eyes were a little blurry, and he unconsciously heard some ethereal children's laughter, which sounded innocent, but gave people a deep weirdness and fear.

Chenyang hurriedly shook his head, trying to break free from this strange state.

After his mind cleared up a little, Chenyang looked at the dozen dolls, and his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

Stepping forward with his legs, he made a dull footstep on the ground.

The group of dolls saw Chenyang's thoughts, and they didn't know if they were afraid or what, so they stopped laughing at the same time, not daring to face Chenyang at this time.

Chenyang didn't care whether they knew each other or not, when he approached the dolls, the blades in his hands flew in the wind, cutting out dazzling knife lights.

He chopped along the way, chopping all the dolls along the way into crumbs.

By the time he reached the end of the alley, all the dolls in the alley had turned into wood chips.

Chenyang looked at the broken wood on the ground, the depression in his heart improved slightly, and he exhaled lightly, feeling glad that he had relieved this weirdness.

As he reached the second street, the wind around him blew much louder, and the familiar laughter rang in his ears again.

Looking up, the group of dolls were still looking at him, and the smile on their faces became more and more intense, and the smile was frightening.

Chenyang looked at the scene in front of him, and the fear in his heart suddenly decreased a lot, and his eyes immediately turned to the light point of the radar interface.

The point of light was moving rapidly, as if something terrible had happened to it.

And I don't know if it's Chenyang's illusion, that point of light seems to be forced by something, and is gradually escaping farther away from him.

Combined with the strange doll in front of him, Chenyang could easily see that he seemed to be being delayed in order to prevent him from approaching the fugitive quickly.

After Chenyang found out, he looked at the smiling and cruel dolls around him, and there was no longer any fear, and the laughter in his ears gradually faded away.

"Is it all an illusion?" Chenyang muttered softly and looked at the alley in the distance: "It seems that if I go to find the fugitive, it will have a great impact on this ghost."

As he spoke, Chenyang's figure changed suddenly, and he rushed forward in an instant, crossing the alley in three or five steps.

With the help of plant sensing and the dual detection of the radar interface, Chenyang is running in the direction of the fugitives at an alarming speed.

At his current rate, it would take him five minutes at most to feel the fugitive's side.

Just as the morning sun was rushing forward, the plant sense happened to spot a figure.

That figure Chenyang is very familiar with, it is Wang Yu, who is good at spiritual power.

After Chenyang saw Wang Yu, his forward speed slowed down a little, and stopped beside Wang Yu, who was walking slowly.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say much.

Wang Yu saw Chenyang stop, took two steps closer, and said loudly: "Did I guess wrong this time, it turns out that I am not a fugitive."

"Don't say so much." Chenyang didn't have time to chat with Wang Yu, and said loudly: "You and I are not fugitives, but the guardian necklace and the ghost tooth bracelet are in our hands, find the fugitive as soon as possible, so that the ghost will not kill the other planes again."

After Wang Yu heard this, he reacted at this time, revealing a sudden expression, his eyes looked into the void, as if he was checking the situation on the radar interface.

He seemed to see the fugitive's predicament, and hurriedly said, "The ghost must have found the fugitive, we must hurry over."

Chenyang didn't answer, but ran forward first, and soon rushed to the next alley.

Wang Yu looked at Chenyang's back, exerted his legs, and quickly followed Chenyang's back, the speed was not much faster than Chenyang's.

With the advantage of speed, the two quickly rushed around the fugitives.

With the ability to sense plants, Chenyang quickly sensed the location of the fugitives and ran from the alley to an adjacent alley.

Looking ahead, I saw a young woman covered in blood striding forward, panting in her mouth, her right hand into her pocket, taking out a green pill, and swallowing it in one gulp.

After swallowing this pill, Juya's body injuries have recovered well, and many wounds have even begun to heal.

The effect of the pill is so powerful, and Chenyang is also seen in his life.