"Do you think it's possible?" A teenager said. There was a serious distrust in those eyes. Everyone has experienced the attack of ghosts, and there is no doubt about the power of ghosts.

The number of people does not mean much to the ghosts at all. Because ghosts don't suffer physical attacks at all. This makes most of the attacks ineffective.

In addition to this, ghosts can also use psychic attacks and kill people using all kinds of weird and unthinkable means. Make the perfect room killing. Ordinary people can be said to speak. No matter how many there are, they can't deal with ghosts.

"That's the only way we can do it, and now people are constantly being attacked by ghosts. Constantly involved in paranormal events. No one is immune. Duanmu Xuan said.

His words made us all stunned slightly, and we glanced at each other, and there was some bitterness in our eyes. Indeed, as he said. We are lucky.

Escaping one terrible curse after another, it was supposed to end in what was supposed to be everything. We're going back to our ordinary lives. But the curse itself did not spare us.

They appear in front of us like nightmares and torment us one by one. As long as we don't die, they will last forever.

"The purpose of ghosts is very simple, they set curses one after another, just to harvest life and gain resentment. And their purpose is simple, that is, no one will survive. Duanmu Xuan said.

"No one survived?" I gasped when I heard his words. Indeed, as Duanmu Xuan said, the fundamental purpose of the $ spell is to kill everyone, and not a single survivor has ever appeared.

"Well, even if you're right. How we do it. The bald head said first.

"We have to act together, and the whole organization is divided into three groups, and each group needs to have a team leader. Then when something happens, the team leader comes forward to negotiate. Duanmu Xuan said.

"So be it. I support! The bald head said.

"I support it too!"

"I promise."

I didn't even look at the group of people when they were talking. Then he said indifferently: "I'm not interested in your organization, I want to know, how is Yang Yaxin now." ”

"You'll come with me in a moment." Duanmu Xuan glanced at me and said. And then in front of me. He began to organize. Soon the three groups were formed. There were about two people in each group. That adds up to seven people.

From this number, you can see the cruelty of the curse. Because it is far from a few people who fall into the curse. Or even dozens, hundreds, thousands.

But only so many escaped. This survival rate is simply too low.

"Alright, you come with me." After Duanmu Xuan finished handling the matter, he glanced at me and said. Then I pulled Ye Ruoxue and followed him upstairs.

Upstairs is a patient room, where the smell of disinfectant water is all over the place. And when we walked in, we saw Yang Yaxin lying on the bed. He was looking at a book in his hand.

"Boss, you're here." Yang Yaxin looked at me excitedly, wanting to stand up, but covered his abdomen in pain. Then he lay down in bed again.

"What's the matter, how did you get hurt like this?" I hurried over. hugged Yang Yaxin. His eyes looked at him urgently.

"It's nothing, just a little injury." Yang Yaxin said weakly, coughing from time to time.

"Your current injury is still a minor injury." I looked at him with a frown, his neck was covered in scars. And it looks like a claw mark. It was as if someone was holding him tightly.

"He was wounded by a demon." Duanmu Xuan said behind me.

"Ghosted?" I said with a frown.

"Yes, and it's an evil spirit, if it weren't for the fact that he had the Red Fire Sword. Well, now he's dead. Duanmu Xuan said.

"Hunted by evil spirits?" I looked at Yang Yaxin and said angrily in my heart: "Which evil spirit is it, I want to kill him." ”

"He's been killed by me. I was also hurt by it. Yang Yaxin said. He looked at me with relief: "I didn't expect to see you again, I thought I would never see you again in my life." ”

"yes, I didn't think I would see you anymore." I looked at Yang Yaxin, and my heart ached slightly. During this time, I didn't want to contact Yang Yaxin, just because I wanted to escape from the past.

Because the painful past has brought me great harm. But now it seems, I ran away anyway. They won't let us go. Now the bloody reality is telling us that we have no choice.

"You're okay these days." Yang Yaxin said.

"Alright, how are you?" I looked embarrassed for a moment, then asked.

"It's not good, Gou Hongyun is also dead. I was left alone, ready to take a break and then go to my senior year of high school. Yang Yaxin looked at me and said. His face was full of loss.

I was silent, then sighed and tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

"Either way, we survived. Later, let's talk about it later. ”

"Hmm." Yang Yaxin nodded, and then lay on the bed, looking very tired. I didn't bother him. Instead, he left with Ye Ruoxue.

After we walked out of the room, Duanmu Xuan said with a cautious expression: "Since the curse ended, I have discovered one thing. People who have graduated in the past have also been hunted down by ghosts. ”

"What?!" I was shocked to hear his words, and I remember that there were many people who graduated from this school. They've all been through the Classroom of Despair, but they're luckier than us, and a lot of them have escaped.

"As long as it's within three years of graduation. They're basically dead. That's the result of my survey. After Duanmu Xuan finished speaking, he handed me a document.

When I opened the document, my face was even more shocked. In this list. There are countless people, and many of these people have graduated from school. All of them have experienced the Classroom of Despair. And our names are in it. And there's a lot of photos in it.

"How can this be, I remember that after graduation, I will gradually lose the memory of my alma mater." I said. At this time, it occurred to me that the power of the curse was terrifying.

Anyone who graduates loses the memory of the classroom of despair. As long as three years after graduation, I don't know anything about high school. Even if they used to kill each other in the classroom.

Even now, my memory has faded a little, although I can still remember it. But it's already blurring. Maybe it won't be long before even I forget that memory.

"Yes, but that's not quite. Some people still have a vague memory. Don't forget, human memory is a strange thing. Duanmu Xuan said.

He stretched out his palm, looked at me, and said, "Human memories are not forgotten, they are just hidden too deeply. For example, it is not surprising that a person will suddenly remember what happened when he was a child. The mastermind behind the scenes, perhaps is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. That's what I did. ”

"So we're all in danger?" I looked at Duanmu Xuan and said.

"Yes. So far, Yang Yaxin has been hunted down once. Others are expected to be hunted down as well. After all, we are all escapees. Duanmu Xuan said.

Hearing his words, I panicked and said, "It's not good, Guan Yao may be in danger!" ”

"Oh, what's going on?" Duanmu Xuan looked at me and said.

I hurriedly told him about it, and then Duanmu Xuan frowned slightly and then said, "If that's the case, then she is alone, and the chance of being targeted by ghosts is very high." ”

"I have to save her." I said hurriedly. Although Guan Yao has broken up with me now, the thought of her being in danger makes my heart hurt greatly.

"You don't know where she is, leave it to me." Duanmu Xuan said. Then immediately a phone call was made, and the order was ordered.

"Okay, let's hurry up, she's definitely in danger now." I hurriedly shouted. Then a few of us rushed downstairs in a hurry.

Fauber had the car ready, and we got straight into it. The sedan began to drive past. At this time, Duanmu Xuan shouted violently, "We have found her location, it is on Steel Street." ”

"Then hurry up and go to Steel Street," I shouted as I called Guan Yao.

On the other side, Li Killshen was standing alone in front of a tombstone. This tombstone is none other than his father. Look at the tombstone in front of you. Li Kill's expression was calm and indifferent. But his eyes were slightly gloomy.

"Father, what the hell am I supposed to do. I can't get stronger≡ since you died, I have no other way. He muttered to himself, but didn't notice. In the snow behind him, footprints were slowly being printed.

This footprint was very shallow, but it was like a sudden appearance, extending behind Li Killing God, like a transparent person, gradually walking towards Li Killing God.

It can be said that the whole scene is absolutely extremely weird, after all, in the snow, how can there be so many footprints for no reason. Just like a transparent person, the footprints gradually approached the back of Li Killing God.

But at this moment, the corner of Li Killing's mouth hooked up a sneer: "Do you want to kill me?" It's ridiculous. As soon as he finished speaking, the hated sky in his hand swept backwards, crossing a gorgeous semicircle. In the void behind him, it was as if something had suddenly been slashed. Black blood began to flow out. Immediately after, the footprints began to fade away, as if nothing had happened. Soil and Sacred Strokes.

Li Killing God held the hated sky and looked at him calmly: "Why is this happening?" Could it be that the curse is not over yet? ”

As he muttered to himself, he shrank back and assumed a defensive stance. Because in the snow in front of him, footprints began to appear one after another, and there were more and more of them!

The footprints appeared in a hurry, and quickly spread towards him. The whole air seemed to freeze.

"Oh, it looks like there's more than one chasing me. It's a lot more interesting now. Li Killing God muttered to himself. Then the hatred in his hand suddenly turned extremely red......