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Li Qing, Night Crazy, Fatty, No. 2 Female Player, No. 4 Man, No. 7 Man, No. 9 Female Player, seven people, standing together quietly.

"The great gods who broke the first story and the second story don't want to stand up?" Man Seven swept his gaze over everyone.

"It's all said that it's me, but not only do you not appreciate me, but you don't believe what I said." Night Madness shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly.

No. 7 directly ignored the night madness and set his eyes on Li Qing and the female player No. 2.

"In the first story, I don't know who broke it, but in the second story, after everyone ran away, the fat man, number four, and the three of us were together.

So, it can't be a dead person who broke the second story, so who are you? ”

The No. 7 man said, glanced at the No. 2 female player, and then put it on Li Qing.

"It's you who breaks the game, Twelve Numbers!"

Li Qing glanced at No. 7 and the other players who looked over, without any expression on his face, and directly pushed open the door and walked into the eleventh floor.

"It must be you!" No. 7 looked at Li Qing's back, and jealousy flashed in his eyes.

The weak huddle together, and the strong can only be isolated.

"Huh?" Li Qing stood on the eleventh floor, looked around, and then looked back at the other players who were walking down the stairs, and there was confusion in his eyes.

"What's going on?" The other players, you look at me, I look at you, stopped at the last staircase step.

Thirteen ghost buildings, each floor is a ghost story space.

Whether the player enters the ghost story of the thirteenth floor or the ghost story of the twelfth floor, as soon as the player steps in, the figure will disappear.

But now, Li Qing is standing on the eleventh floor, but he hasn't disappeared at all, as if, this floor, is just a very ordinary floor, and there is no spatial transmission of any ghost stories.

"Strange?" Seven thought for a moment, stepped down lightly, and stood on the eleventh floor, however, his body did not disappear.

"Eleventh floor, no room for ghost stories?"

At this time, everyone reacted.

"No, it's not nothing, it's gone." Li Qing shook his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Gone? What do you mean? The female player number nine asked suspiciously.

"At the beginning of the playground, I said that there were thirteen ghost buildings, thirteen ghost stories. Each layer of ghost stories is formed based on the most profound ghost stories in a player's mind.

If the player dies, then, just like building a house, the foundation is gone, and the house will fall. ”

Man Seven also reacted.

"The ghost story on the eleventh layer corresponds to No. 3, right?" The fourth man, his brows furrowed, and he glanced at the night madness with great meaning, this person killed the third at the beginning, could it be that he was already doubting the temptation at that time?

Or, is it just a coincidence?

Man No. 4 frowned, and his body subconsciously moved away from everyone.

But whether that psychosis was a coincidence, or deliberate, the most important thing now is to ensure his own safety.

Because, if the player dies, the ghost story corresponding to him will disappear, then, as long as the remaining ghost story players are killed, wouldn't it be the end of the game?

And the next ghost story belongs to him - the ghost story of the tenth floor!

Number Four became nervous, and he was careful to stay away from the crowd.

In the same way, the other players who figured this out also distanced themselves from each other one by one.

At this time, there are only fat people and female player No. 2, and the ghost stories of these two people have been experienced, even if they are killed, it is useless.

And the other players, including Li Qing, are very likely to be attacked by other players.

"Everyone, the points of the Thirteen Ghost Towers will only be calculated in the world of ghost stories, even if we kill each other here, wouldn't it be a waste?

Besides, if you kill other players, will you be able to leave the game of Thirteen Ghost Buildings alive? Don't forget, except for Fat Man and Number Two, even if he is the only one left, he will have to go into his ghost story once.

At this time, can you guarantee that you will be able to live and leave your ghost story? ”

"One more person, one more force."

"That's right, we need to unite and leave the game world alive and ...... together."

Everyone expressed their stance in unison.

Whether it's hypocrisy or hypocrisy, everyone understands that now is not the time to turn around.

Just like the seven said, the points will only be calculated in ghost stories, so why not leave the cannibalistic thing to solve in the ghost story, so that you won't waste resources.

……

In the early hours of the night, Huayi Community.

Wang Xiaowen's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Knock knock!"

A series of footsteps passed through the hallway in front of her house.

The sound of footsteps was not hurried or slow, it was very usual, however, Wang Xiaowen's face was full of horror.

"...... Twelve times! Wang Xiaowen's body was tightly curled up in the quilt.

The sound of footsteps coming from the hallway was the twelfth time I had walked past her door.

If it was a resident who came back late at night, it would not have been possible to go back and forth like this, twelve times.

Wang Xiaowen was nervous, clenched the fingers of the mobile phone, and subconsciously exerted force.

"Ah Qiang, I'm so scared." Wang Xiaowen took out her mobile phone and made a call to her boyfriend Ah Qiang.

Listening to her boyfriend's comforting voice on the other side of the phone, the fear and fear in Wang Xiaowen's heart decreased a little.

However, at this moment, the footsteps at the door came again.

Knock knock!

Wang Xiaowen subconsciously tensed her nerves.

She felt that the footsteps were a little different from the previous ones.

It's like, it's like, a few steps less than the previous ones.

The first few footsteps were all after walking through Wang Xiaowen's door, and they would go out more.

And now, the footsteps, obviously, had just walked past her door, but immediately walked back.

Even, with every footstep, there will be fewer and fewer steps.

Until, the sound of footsteps, completely disappeared.

Wang Xiaowen pricked up her ears and tried to listen to the sound of the corridor outside, however, the sound of footsteps did not appear again for a long time.

"Huh......" exhaled lightly, Wang Xiaowen patted her full chest, looking at the photo of her boyfriend Ah Qiang displayed on the mobile phone screen, Wang Xiaowen smiled knowingly, and was about to send a message to her boyfriend, just when she went to sleep.

Wang Xiaowen's eyes widened suddenly, and her body trembled involuntarily.

In the bed, a pale face, with long hair scattered, staring at a pair of bleeding red eyes, quietly, looking at her, and speaking softly.

"I ...... Found you......"