There was a dead silence in the tent, and even Yang Jianqin's muffled snort and Yang Qiying's screams had stopped. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shi Yuan's skin tightened for a while, and he looked at the magician nervously.

He could sense that there was a special abnormal aura on the magician's body, and it had not changed since the first time he saw the tall and thin man from a distance.

However, Shi Yuan found that today's magicians seem to be slightly different from yesterday. It was a strange feeling because he couldn't see the magician's face. However, there was a subtle difference that made him very sure that today's magician was certainly not the same person as yesterday.

The difference wasn't anomalous, it was visual.

The magician's movements stopped, as motionless as a statue.

Shi Yuan waited nervously, he felt that he should be able to say something.

However, the magician seemed to have been transformed into a statue, and five full minutes passed, still unmoving.

Yang Chuying still looked at the magician in horror. The sharp pain did not go away, but for some reason, she endured the pain and looked at the man dressed in black in horror.

Suddenly, everyone heard a very familiar piece of music.

That's a snippet of music from the computer turned on.

Shi Yuan immediately took out the computer from his backpack again, opened it, and looked at the screen.

The computer turned on on its own.

Before he could do anything, another familiar voice wafted in.

The sound of the death knell.

Everyone quickly took out their phones at a faster speed to check the new text messages.

The text message contained only four words: "Mission accomplished." ”

Done?

Everyone was still in shock, and everyone looked at the person next to them with a confused face.

"Sakura!"

Yang Yanqi's sudden shout broke the silence in front of him. Only then did everyone realize that the magician had disappeared.

Yang Yanqi immediately rushed onto the stage and picked up Yang Chuying, who had fallen to the ground.

"Brother, this ...... What the hell is going on? I...... I'm so scared...... My ears hurt so much......"

Yang Chuying also seemed to realize that the danger had passed, but her relaxed attitude made her burst into tears instantly.

"Let's get out of here! If you have anything to say, go back and talk about it! Shi Yuan reminded everyone loudly, put away the computer and mobile phone at the same time, and quickly ran out.

He can truly perceive that "Liu Yuehan" did not disappear with the completion of the task.

It's still in this tent.

"Quick! Get out of here! Liu Tong also shouted loudly.

The crowd ran as fast as they could, running down the hill as fast as they could.

"Sakura! Quick, your leg didn't hurt, did you? ”

"Nope."

"Okay, run, get out of here with me!"

Yang Yanqi grabbed Yang Ying's wrist and rushed out frantically.

Just as the last man ran out of the tent, the bloody ghost reappeared. Its pupilless eyes shone with a cold light, staring at the backs of everyone.

Suddenly, its form shook and disappeared from its place.

At the foot of the mountain, the residential area of Dark Crow Ridge Village is not bright at all. Everyone had fallen asleep.

A dozen people ran with all their might, although there was nothing behind them.

Qian Zhaojun ran in the crowd, his face extremely frightened.

Just now, Chen Yaogang was inexplicably killed in front of his eyes, and even his head rolled to the ground, but he didn't see how he died at all. Moreover, not long after that, Chen Yaogang's body and head suddenly disappeared, and at that moment he was so frightened that he almost screamed.

What the hell is going on in this village, and these people?

He ran so hard that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

The fear was so intense that it almost clotted the blood all over his body. It was already the second half of the night, and it was pitch black in this remote village at the moment. Even though he knew that the mountain was a residential area, he could not see any signs of human existence there by his eyes alone. Down the mountain, it's just another bottomless darkness.

Several people turned on their flashlights, and with the help of flashlights, everyone kept in the right direction.

Qian Zhaojun didn't have a flashlight, so he could only reluctantly use someone else's flashlight to watch.

Because it was the first time to carry out the mission, and he didn't get the guidance and introduction of Shi Yuan and others, he couldn't figure out the situation at all, plus he was already timid, and now his fear was almost the strongest among everyone. As he ran, he kept looking in all directions, for fear that something would suddenly pop up.

One time he turned back and saw that there was nothing behind him as before, so he turned his head back and looked ahead.

Suddenly, he saw something appear in front of him, it was the bloody ghost just now.

"Ahh

Qian Zhaojun stopped suddenly, but the inertia still led him forward. The intense fear made him lose his ability to control his balance, and he sat down on the ground all at once. He immediately turned around and crawled to the ground trying to run back.

Just as he was moving up the hill in a crawling position, he felt his ankles grabbed by a pair of hands and dragged him down the hill at a rapid pace.

"Help!! Help me!!! ”

Qian Zhaojun desperately tried to hold the ground with both hands, but only brought out a few thin ravines.

"Nope! No!! Help me!!! ”

He roared hoarsely, his limbs writhing incessantly.

Beside him, faces retreated indifferently, as if they couldn't see him at all.

"Help me!! Help me!! Shi Yuan! You save me......"

Although he is a big man, he can't take care of it at this time, desperately begging for help, the tears on his face and snot are mixed together, extremely miserable.

However, those indifferent faces made his heart completely cold.

Why? Is it because I once did a bad thing?

He stopped struggling, stopped crying for help, stared at the crowd in disbelief as he watched the crowd fade away.

Liu Tong was desperately running down the mountain, but found that Qian Zhaojun in front of him had extremely strange movements. He suddenly fell to the ground, and then his hands were scratching at the ground, and both feet were kicking and kicking.

The situation was urgent, and time did not allow her to think too much, so she subconsciously grabbed his clothes and dragged them down the mountain. She still had stickers on her hands, and she didn't feel strained. It's just that he suddenly stopped struggling at a certain moment, which made Liu Tong slightly surprised. At first, she thought that Qian Zhaojun might have been killed by a ghost, but when she saw his face, she knew that he might have hallucinated something, because his eyes were blank and empty, but they seemed to be a little unwilling.

Liu Tong stopped looking at him and concentrated on running down the mountain.

However, as she ran, she found that the amount of strength she had spent on her hands seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.

What's going on? Qian Zhaojun can't be lighter!

Liu Tong looked back, but under this look, he almost fainted.

What she was holding in her hand was not Qian Zhaojun at all, but a demon with skin and flesh all over her body!