"Ah!!h The moment he met the pair of miserable white eyes in front of him that were full of blood red and rolling terribly, Qian Xiao trembled all over, shouted, and his body shook in a while, and he turned his head and dragged his injured leg and stumbled in the opposite direction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if he can't speed up at all because of his ankle injury, he can only walk a little faster than ordinary people slowly.

Although I know that I am walking at such a "turtle speed", hoping to get rid of the pursuit of the ghosts behind me is tantamount to a daydream; But out of a strong will to survive, Qian Xiao still kept trying to move forward, even if he was lying on the ground and trying to move forward with difficulty climbing on all fours, he would not hesitate!

Clenched his teeth, Qian Xiao buried his head, used his knees and arms as fulcrums, and moved forward violently, he didn't even have the heart to think about it, just wanted to stay away from the rear.

I don't know how long I crawled, until the elbows of both arms began to sour and unbearable pain, Qian Xiao's crawling speed gradually slowed down.

twitching the corners of his mouth, Qian Xiao raised his head with difficulty, his forehead was already covered with sweat, he gasped, felt a burst of pain in his arm, and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, but he found that his arms were covered with blood-red marks, and even some places where the cortex was rubbed off, and blood was constantly seeping out.

The hot touch of the slightest numbness, like a seductive goblin, lingered in Qian Xiao's mind, and this is not what he cares about the most now, what he really values is: Why did the surroundings become so quiet all of a sudden...?

Strange to say, in the interval between the time he crawled, there was no movement behind him, as if the target of the ghost he saw earlier was not him, or... Is all this just a routine trick by a ghost before hunting its prey?

Shaking his head, which had begun to faintly dizzy, Qian Xiao did not continue to speculate, trembling and struggling to stretch out his trembling right hand and pull it on a pile of stones in front of him.

Man is a knife and I am a fish and meat, no matter what the situation is, now he has no right to choose, what can he do... The only way to do this is to take a few more steps and a few more steps.

It's just that for no reason, at this time, what suddenly came to mind in Qian Xiao's mind was actually a story that he had seen in fairy tales when he was a child: it is said that the devil from hell will constantly make a voice full of bewitchment in the ears of the person he wants to hunt for life, using the inner desire of the bewitched person to lure him, trying to call out his desire and greed, once the bewitched person responds, it is the moment when he falls into the abyss!

But it's unfortunate: at this moment, the experience he "corresponds to" is like the unlucky ghost who has the most bento plots in those fairy tales.

In fact, a thousand ways and ten thousand, all of this... It's all because I haven't been able to resist the demagogic words that appeared in my mind before! Qian Xiao shook his head bitterly and thought with a miserable smile.

"You... Can't escape... Finish! Not surprisingly, the poignant demonic voice with echoes once again surrounded Qian Xiao's ears, as if invisibly urging him to move quickly, but this time he did not continue to crawl forward.

There are many reasons for this, maybe it's because he's tired and tired of running away for his life, or maybe... It was he who realized the true intentions of the ghosts that followed him - like the habit of playing with prey before cat and mouse!

"Come out, your uncle and I'm tired, let's get to the point!" Taking two breaths, Qian Xiao opened his shriveled throat and roared hoarsely at the void.

He really didn't want to run anymore, the intense physical exertion was still secondary, the most important thing was the oppression of his mental level, and the mental tension since he continued to run away had already put the string in his mind in a state of negative supernucleus.

And... In all likelihood, he never had a chance to escape in the true sense of the word from beginning to end!

"Hehe... Sure enough? Isn't there a chance to escape in the first place? With a bitter chuckle, Qian Xiao's eyes were fixed on the location in the direction of his escape, where, at some point, a blue hand suddenly appeared silently!

Immediately, a face as expressionless as a mask also emerged from the void, causing ripples, and the next moment, blood-filled blood-colored eyes shot straight towards Qian Xiao's face.

"You... Can't run away... Finish! The roaring and resentful voice sounded faintly, bringing Qian Xiao a chill from the shop, and also arousing his restless and irritating emotions.

"Come on! Don't keep tossing back and forth! Let's make a break, we—" Qian Xiao's eyes were bloodshot in the frames of his eyes, and he roared loudly at the ghost like crazy. Since entering the horror of the mirror world, what he has experienced is completely nine deaths, so that he has been able to survive so far.

Now that he is embarrassed to do this, he no longer thinks about life, and the only luxury he wants is liberation.

"Brush!" Before Qian Xiao's words were finished, the five fingers that flashed cold in the sharp edge like a blade slashed through the wind, and with a cold chill, the ghost's arm swung down again, swinging towards Qian Xiao's head.

Qian Xiao's eyelids jumped violently, and his body stepped back, narrowly avoiding the sudden killing opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the ghost was unforgiving, and at the moment when he avoided the first cold ray, the other claw had already aimed at Qian Xiao's chest again and pulled it out directly, as if he wanted to pull out Qian Xiao's heart.

This time, there was no way to avoid it, and the five bladed claws cut deep scars on Qian Xiao's chest.

The sharpness of the five bladed claws is extraordinary, cutting the human body is even more like torn paper, and the hot pain is very uncomfortable, Qian Xiao grinned in pain.

Clenched his fists, swung it fiercely at the ghost's body, took two steps back with the force of the counter-impact, and the tearing pain in his chest came, and the blood in the ruptured part of the wound kept dripping down like an open tap and soon soaked the clothes on Qian Xiao's chest, and the sticky blood adhered to the wound on his chest, making the pain worse and worse.

Seeing the ghost approaching him step by step, Qian Xiao could only desperately hide back.