The ghost chess world is actually divided into three factions, members of the association, members of ghost chess, and native ghosts.

Under normal circumstances, the members of the association only need to defeat the ghost chess members, and the original ghosts can be avoided, and the winner will automatically get the abyss fragment.

However, because of Qin Yang's manipulation, it became not only necessary to fight against ghost chess, but also to go deep into the world of blood curse primordial ghosts.

It's good now, not only will he be hunted down by the curse of the ghost fog, but he will also be robbed by Wang Yangming.

It's dangerous!

Whew~!

The fat man ran desperately, he made full use of his strength to escape, avoiding almost all the deadly levels, a half-human praying mantis desperately chasing after him, the claws were like two sickles, and everywhere he went was spared all tofu slices.

Whoosh~~!

The blade was dancing behind him, and he was no slower than Bolt, but the fat man was not a good stake, and no one dared to call him the first one than he dared to run away.

Like a bolt of lightning, he rushed into the gate, and with a bang, he used the stunt of handsome chess to close the door, and the door fell with a bang, and the poor little guy was crushed in two.

Call~!

The fat man wiped a cold sweat.

Since the opening of the Blood Curse Store, he has spent almost all of his money on escaping, strengthening his physical fitness twice, and buying a set of Blood Curse Escape Encyclopedia, this little thing still wants to kill him?

Dream on!

"Except for that annoying guy from Baiwang Yang Ming, come over, otherwise don't want to touch your fat master!"

The fat man clapped his palms triumphantly.

But it's better not to talk nonsense...

Bang!

There was a thunderclap in the sky again, the ground trembled like a kitten, the fog was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a sense of horror that the end was coming.

"It won't be so smart~~!"

The fat man's body shook violently and wanted to die.

There was a figure standing in front of him, staring at him with a pair of desperate ghost eyes, wasn't it the ghost king Wang Yang Ming?

The fat man won't move, the fat man's brain is blank, the fat man wants to jump off the building, but unfortunately there is no building here.

He slowly crossed over, he was about to arrive, the fat man couldn't move at all, and his heart rate was estimated to be more urgent than the transmitter in ancient times, no need for Wang Yangming, he would burst his blood vessels after a while.

"Bring it..."

Wang Yangming appeared in front of him, his pale palm stretched out.

The fat man is dying, he is cowardly at this moment, although he hates himself extremely in his heart, but he is really not a big hero, the bag was sent out, and all the money finally fell into Wang Yangming's hands.

This powerful ghost smiled evilly, looked down at the fat man, and said, "You tell Qin Yang that if you want to save that woman, come to Mission No. 5, hehehe~!" ”

Wang Yangming stepped aside, pulled out a dark trick knife, and slashed it fiercely into his palm, a black gas rushed up to the sky, entwining in the sky, like a huge black demon.

"Jema, bury part of my soul and send me back early!!"

Bang!

The heavenly thunder struck again, this time directly on Wang Yangming's body, and in an instant, this terrible ghost turned into a powder and disappeared in the night sky.

Whew~~Whew~~Whew~~!

The fat man gasped and did not scare out the pee, which was already his greatest achievement.

Rustling... Rustling...

The voice of the walkie-talkie came again, and it was Zhihua: "Fatty, is Wang Yangming gone?" ”

"Go..., slow, how do you know he's gone?"

"Guess."

"You'd guess he's gone, but he's... Took all the money and we're done, woo woo woo~~! ”

"Don't cry, he didn't take the money."

"Didn't take it?" The fat man was stunned.

"That bag is fake, I've changed the real bag, and all the money is with me."

"I'll go, you mean... The bag that guy took didn't have any money? ...”

"Well, I guess he's going to swim around the Blood Curse Hell, hehe." There was a smug laugh from there.

The fat man was happy for a few seconds, and then became even more bitter: "Why didn't you say it earlier, but Sister Bing is still in his hands, don't you go with it?" ”

"President Yang? Why don't you save people~~! ”

"I'm a mortal!!"

"Oh, then it can't be helped..."

Zhihua cut off communication with the fat man, patted the bag in his hand, and showed an evil smile.

She is the inheritor of spiritual paintings, the master of spiritual paintings, that Wang Yangming is very strange, it is true that he can't draw his future, but the whole overall situation can be predicted, nine days, three paintings a day, 27 paintings, enough to be a prophet.

Wang Yangming is afraid of the uncontrollable ghost fog, the ghost fog is indeed terrifying, and it will get more and more intense, but they didn't find an obvious loophole in this game, that is, the Nether Bank.

Netherworld Bank absolutely curses those who withdraw money, the more you get, the more serious the curse becomes, and even ordinary people who don't withdraw money will be affected together, there is only one kind of person who will not be cursed, that is, the person who donates money, the more money you donate, the greater the bank's protection power.

She has a bag of 90 million in her hand, donates it all, and waits until the last half hour to grab it.

Then the risk is only half an hour, not even half an hour, because there are still those fools on the other side of the river.

In this way, the winner in the end is only himself.

What a perfect design, everyone fought to the death, but lying down by herself contributed the most, and must be the greatest, because only she completed the task.

So, even if they get the Abyss Fragment, it's hers in the end.

No one can stop themselves except God!

Perfect...

She walked to the bank, ready to deposit the money, thinking that they should be able to drag the river demon for a day, just wait here, Wang Yangming is gone, the ghost chess is also scattered, there will be no danger at all.

However, in the next second, her face changed as if she had eaten.

"Bank..., where did it go~?!"

Then, there was a rustling sound in the fog, and she noticed a pair of eerie eyes staring at her.

...........................

Over there, Gu Le followed Qin Yang and ran quickly, bypassing the two terrifying ghosts in the battle, and ran to a tunnel station under the river in the distance.

"Let's go, don't come back." Qin Yang pointed to the other side.

Gu Le looked up at the hazy river demon that was getting bigger and bigger, and his face was full of suspicion: "That river demon will always absorb the ghost fog and grow, and the bloody clothes won't last long, there are countless terrifying monsters in the fog, what are you trying to do?" ”

"Kill the river demon and save my ghost sister!" Qin Yang replied.

"Ghost sister..."

Gu Le didn't know what to say, he was silent for a while, and then he said: "I can't understand you, but I believe that you have your own judgment in doing things, if you die, I will plant a flower on your grave." ”

"Okay, remember to help me feed the ghosts at home, they live in Boss Chen's horror house, by the way, if Zhao Sisi goes out, I'll let him live in your house."

Qin Yang looked at Gu Le gratefully.

Gu Le regretted it, people said that the villain died from talking too much, he felt that it was wrong, and the decent could also die from talking too much.

Anyway, this conversation is over, Gu Le entered the misty town by himself, and he didn't know if he could live, promise or something, whatever.

"Gu Le is a good person, Zhao Sisi should like him."

Qin Yang looked at his distant figure and nodded slightly.

Roar~~!

The water level on the river has plummeted, and nearly half of it has been sucked by the river demon Shasha.

The strongest horror is coming...