After the initial shock, Royasen came to his senses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He looked at the tent and felt a shudder.

Such a huge tent was made of human skin, and there were still people sleeping in it without knowing it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt his scalp tingle.

Of course, it can also be an illusion. After all, this mountain top had a great impact on their vision, and maybe everything he saw was fake.

Luo Yasen stabilized his mind, picked the tent from the ground, tidied it up, and folded it away. I thought about it and put it in my backpack.

This human skin tent may really have a restrictive effect on ghosts, for example, making it impossible for ghosts to get close to them.

However, he did not let this put him away, but continued to observe his surroundings vigilantly.

The time for the end of the mission was approaching, and he didn't want a problem at the last minute. The human skin tent might restrain the ghost, that's just his speculation. No, it's not even speculation, it should be said that it is his wish. Luo Yasen didn't expect to be able to run amok with this thing, so he didn't rush to find Fang Yisheng. He had clearly sensed just now that there was a ghost by Fang Yisheng's side, and if he walked over, maybe both of them would be killed.

Royasin decided to just stick with it until the end of the mission.

On the other side, Fang Yisheng was sweating profusely, almost unable to hold on.

Although the three wax figures have been resolved, Siddis is still beside him, disappearing and appearing. Although Fang Yisheng had the mineral water for healing in his hand, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance and kept tensing his nerves. As a result, he quickly became exhausted, but he had to continue to hold on.

Siddis hadn't spoken since she had reverted back to her distorted ghostly form. She constantly tortured Fang Yisheng's spirit, consuming his physical strength, Fang Yisheng was almost about to collapse to the ground, relying only on his will to encourage support.

Is it really going on like this until the end of the mission? So how do I get out of the mountain?

Fang Yisheng's brain was no longer listening, he wanted to think of effective countermeasures, but he couldn't think of anything at all.

He didn't have earrings for shared abilities, nor did he have anything like a human skin tent, and he was slightly weaker than Royasen in terms of mental power, but he was more tormented than Royasen.

Luo Yasen......

Thinking of this name, a wave of resentment surged in Fang Yisheng's heart.

But soon, the resentment disappeared.

If that guy were in my current situation, he wouldn't just sit still, would he? What will he do?

Fang Yisheng thought as he ran.

He took out a bottle of ordinary water, poured it on his head, and took another sip of mineral water, feeling a lot more sober and recovering his physical strength.

Siddis reappeared, and he turned and ran.

He could feel deadly ghostly blood spurting into his back.

Speaking of which, why is this a white space? What's the special significance?

Fang Yisheng's eyes quickly scanned around.

There are no walls, no ceilings, not even floors. It looks like it's a boundless expanse of space, no matter which direction you run.

It's definitely an illusion.

So, where is me in reality?

Fang Yisheng quickly raised his left hand and checked the time.

The time for the end of the mission is approaching.

Soon, he sensed the problem.

If he had been running for nearly seven hours straight, he wouldn't be where he is now. Even if you break the limits of your physical strength due to the threat of death, there is no possibility that you can run for so long. He's not running a marathon, he's not running slowly, he's keeping the pace of the sprint. It's impossible. No matter how dangerous the situation is, there is a limit to the physical strength of human beings. If the physical strength and intelligence of human beings could be increased to hundreds or thousands of times in an instant, then there would not be so many people who died in accidents and disasters. Therefore, Fang Yisheng judged that the reason why he had not died of exhaustion until now should be a more important reason in addition to the effect of mineral water.

He didn't actually run, he just thought he was running all the time.

So what is he doing in reality? And how do you wake up?

Siddis appeared in front of her again, also opening her huge jaw, spurting out a large amount of scarlet blood.

Fang Yisheng dodged to the left, but he couldn't dodge completely, a lot of blood splashed on his body, and his shoulder, arm, and right side of his body were stained with blood.

There was a snort and I remembered that his clothes had melted away. Soon, the blood dissolved the clothes and fell on his skin.

A sharp pain that pierced his heart came, and Fang Yisheng couldn't help but let out a miserable scream again.

The first few times he was splashed with blood, Fang Yisheng would immediately drink mineral water to heal his wounds. This time, though, he didn't.

He's gambling. He bet it was all an illusion. At the same time, he did not turn around and run away, but just stood where he was, looking at Siddis in front of him.

Siddish's expression did not change at all, she still had a huge mouth, and there were no pupils in her two eyes, only the whites of her eyes.

Contrary to Fang Yisheng's speculation, Siddis did not continue to spew out ghost blood, but stood in place, motionless.

Ghost blood dripped down his arm, but it didn't fall to the ground.

There is no ground here at all.

Fang Yisheng endured the severe pain and lowered his head to look.

He didn't know where to step on his feet, as if they were just hanging in the air. The blood dripped down as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, falling at a rapid pace, and then disappearing from his field of vision.

Siddis didn't move, and neither did Fang Yisheng.

The ghost's blood had corroded all the flesh and skin of his right arm, leaving only the arm bone.

Fang Yisheng frowned, but his eyes looked very resolute.

He was going to fight to the death.

The sound of sneering spread from the right side of his body to the left.

Although some of the ghost's blood dripped down his arm, most of the blood was still on his body. After corroding his flesh, the ghost blood did not disappear, but continued to corrode the flesh on the left side.

Rise from the ashes.

The ghost blood continued to corrode his body, and the heart-rending pain was simply not something ordinary people could endure.

Fang Yisheng didn't look down, he just felt that he was becoming more and more incomplete.

He closed his eyes.

I don't know how long later, when he opened his eyes again, he finally saw a color other than white.

He was lying in a tent and fell to the ground in a strange position. Surrounded by ordinary scenes, there is no Siddex, no vast space, and no boundless white.

I escaped?

Fang Yisheng quickly stood up from the ground and looked at his body in a bit of a panic.

Intact.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his watch.

Time, it happened to be six o'clock in the afternoon.

He rushed out of the tent and ran down the hill as if he were flying.