"Whew~"

The wind whistles in my ears. Look at 'Mao. Line, medium. Text, Internet

Chenyang inexplicably felt a faint coldness from this wind, not literally cold, but trembling and fear deep in his heart.

It's as if something very dangerous has happened in this game.

Chenyang was rushing to the location of the fugitives, the light point in the radar was still moving, and the trajectory of the movement had no clear target, sometimes forward, sometimes backward.

It looks like he's hiding from something, that's why he walks and stops like this, running blindly without the slightest goal.

Chenyang was clearly aware of this, but he was not in a hurry. He was very calm at this time, perhaps a calm blown by the wind.

After walking for about five or six minutes, the morning sun had already come to the vicinity of the point of light.

The plant perception turned on, and in the street less than a hundred meters away from the morning sun, Wang Yu was running away in a hurry, his sleeves dyed with scarlet blood, which was very eye-catching.

Chenyang saw Wang Yu, his steps unconsciously sped a little faster, and he seemed to be a little worried about Wang Yu's safety.

I don't know if Wang Yu discovered the existence of Chenyang, he was also running in the direction of Chenyang, covering the wound tightly with one hand, and spit out a slight pain from time to time.

Under the initiative of the two, they soon met together.

Wang Yu's first reaction when he saw Chenyang on the other side of the alley was surprise, and then he quickly shouted: "Run!" Chenyang, the guy behind him is about to catch up soon! ”

Chenyang didn't listen to Wang Yu's words, walked to his side in three or two steps, held a roll of therapeutic bandages in his hand, and threw it into Wang Yu's hand: "Deal with the wound first, how is the strength of that ghost?"

Wang Yu saw that Chenyang had no intention of escaping, his eyes flashed, and he said, "It's a little stronger than me, but the methods are weird."

"Is it a physical monster?" Chenyang's eyes showed a look of eagerness, and the knife in his hand tightened.

Wang Yu bandaged the wound with one hand and responded loudly: "I'm not sure, but I can help you find it, my white mist has the ability to find ghosts, but it needs to appear once first."

"Yes, I'll do the rest." Chenyang said in a deep voice, the plant perception in his eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for hidden dangers around him. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

A few seconds passed, and there was still only a cold wind blowing around, and it seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Chenyang didn't dare to act rashly, that ghost had the ability to be invisible, and it was very likely that it was lurking nearby.

As long as there is a little relaxation, maybe the ghost will be given a chance to make a move, and this kind of opportunity is enough to kill Chenyang and Wang Yu.

Now Chenyang's only way for them to delay is to delay, until that ghost has no way to consume them, and take the initiative to show up and fight them.

Or drag someone from another plane to make sure everyone gathers, so that it will be difficult for the ghost to find an opportunity, and it will also be much safer.

Half a minute passed, and Chenyang still looked cautious.

Wang Yu had already bandaged the wound next to him, the wound was no longer bleeding, and he also had a certain combat effectiveness.

Suddenly, a pitch-white ghost claw appeared behind Wang Yu, and the ghost claw clutched a sharp knife.

A knife stabbed out, without making any sound, pointing directly at Wang Yu's vital point, secretly and viciously frightening.

At the moment when the knife fell, Wang Yu seemed to sense the appearance of the ghost, and shouted loudly: "Be careful, it's out!"

Chenyang turned his head sharply and saw the sharp knife behind the two of them, with a strong look of panic in his eyes.

Before he could react, his figure had already leaned forward, and the blade in his hand slashed upward, slashing heavily at the sharp knife.

The two knives staggered together, making a crisp and pleasant crashing sound.

Wang Yu also noticed the ghost attacking behind him, and hurriedly took two steps forward, escaping from the attack range of the ghost, with a look of happiness on his face.

If it hadn't been for Chenyang's action this time, he might have died tragically under the ghost's knife and become the second plane to die.

Wang Yu hurriedly took out a slender dagger from his sleeve, the surface of the dagger was carved with patterns, and it looked like a good piece of equipment.

The dagger shone with a cold light, and the pattern on the surface of the blade lit up with a milky white light, gradually condensing into a ball of white light, falling in the direction of the morning sun.

The white light fell on Chenyang's blade, creating a scattered white mist pattern on the surface of the blade.

That layer of texture has a special ability that can help Chenyang inflict more damage on that ghost.

Wang Yu shouted: "Chenyang, be careful, that ghost is very fast, I applied a white mist pattern to you, which can strengthen the damage caused to the ghost."

Chenyang nodded slightly, looking at the ghost claw holding the sharp knife, the electric sword in his hand slashed out, slashing out a knife light in the alley.

The owner of the ghost hand reacted quickly, and when Chenyang slashed this knife, he had already drawn his knife and returned, swinging the short blade in his hand to block Chenyang's face.

Chenyang's knife was blocked, and then he waved his arm and slashed out a swift knife move again.

Wang Yu watched Chenyang and the ghost fighting together, and shouted, "Chenyang, I'll help you!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Yu grabbed the white mist dagger in his hand and rushed towards the direction of the battle between the two sides.

The dagger in his hand lit up, and a layer of white mist condensed on the surface of the blade, gradually forming a fog blade, greatly extending the dagger's attack range.

Wang Yu stepped forward and soon came to Chenyang's side, and the dagger in his hand quickly stabbed a blow, and the blade was a little towards the ghost hand.

But this knife also blocked Chenyang's offensive.

Chenyang glanced at Wang Yu next to him, and hurriedly withdrew the knife in his hand, unable to continue slashing out this attack.

The dagger in Wang Yu's hand stabbed out, and it quickly stabbed the surface of the sharp knife, making a slight stabbing sound.

The blade of mist began to spread, along the sharp blade towards the ghost's claw.

The white mist spread extremely fast, quickly covering the ghost's entire body, revealing all its limbs and facial features through the white mist.

Chenyang took this opportunity to slash obliquely with a knife in his hand, slashing out along the trajectory of the ghost claw's movements.

At an incredible angle, the knife skillfully staggered the sharp knife that blocked the way, and slashed the ghost in the chest.

The layer of white mist on his chest stirred, shook to the sides, and soon closed back together.

The sharp knife held by the ghost hand did not block the attack, and then stabbed out, trying to leave a wound on Chenyang's body as well.

Chenyang slashed, and immediately retreated back, the swinging sharp knife stabbed, barely on the surface of Chenyang's skin, stabbing a shallow wound, and a few drops of blood flowed.

Just as the ghost was about to continue its attack, the sharp knife it swung hesitated for a second.

Chenyang's eyes lit up, his body changed, and he appeared on the side of the ghost at an extremely fast speed, and the blade in his hand was densely covered with electric patterns.

With a slash, a brilliant light slash was slashed.

The blade stabbed, and the ghost did not fight back for the first time, but retreated two steps back, as if it no longer wanted to continue the fight.

Chenyang looked at the ghost's actions, and felt a little strange in his heart, so he hurriedly turned on the plant perception and found the alley behind them.

A muscular figure walked in, wearing a pair of gloves in his hands, his expression was cold, and his whole face looked extremely fierce and powerful.

"Zhang Qu." Chenyang said softly.

No wonder that ghost would choose to retreat, Chenyang and Wang Yu were already difficult to deal with, and now another Zhang Qu ran out, if it continued to stay here, it might be really difficult to escape.

Zhang Qu walked over, did not show a hostile and contemptuous expression for the first time, and said loudly: "I didn't expect you to actually fight with it, but I underestimated you."

"If you had taken a step earlier, it would never have escaped." Chenyang ignored the cynicism in Zhang Qu's mouth and said loudly.

Zhang Qu's appearance is the key to letting the ghost leave, otherwise if the fight continues, whether Chenyang can repel it is still two words.

Since Zhang Qu's appearance has ensured the safety of the two, Chenyang naturally won't mind his few words.

"If you can keep it, it will die." Zhang Qu was full of confidence, and said with his hands slightly clenched into fists.

Soon, the other planes also arrived, approaching Wang Yu's surroundings.

After learning about this situation, they all showed a happy expression, fortunately there were no dead people this time, otherwise the strength of that ghost would have become stronger, and they would have been more difficult to survive.

Under the gathering of everyone, the ghost seemed to realize that it would be difficult to kill again, and finally gave up this opportunity.

The system's voice sounded: "The late night escape game is over, you have successfully guarded the fugitives, and the next game will be played tomorrow night."