"Here they are...... They...... Here it ......."

The empty space was filled with only mirrors shattering and 92 muttering in panic.

Zhang Xiaofo suddenly found that the eyes of the slender waist looking at 92 were very complicated, and he was aware of it.

The thin waist is now very contradictory. Wasn't the situation in front of her what she had hoped for in the first place?

"Don't, don't! It's me! Out of the darkness came the disgraced Ma Wangzhang.

"Why are you still alive?" Thin waist accident.

"I can't live?" Ma Wangzhang looked very hurt.

"It's coming!" Zhang Xiaofo discovered the advantage of being frail, that is, he was much less indifferent to the negative emotions of the surrounding environment.

After the mirror shattered, a series of glazed demons appeared in the same place. He Sichao and He Caifeng were impressively listed, and their faces were ...... They don't do anything when they appear, they stay where they are, as if waiting for an opportunity!

"What are they waiting for?" Wang Fan, who has a super low sense of existence, finally spoke.

"Wait a minute!" The thin waist didn't have a bottom in his heart, so he took out a pistol from his backpack, thought about it, gritted his teeth and handed it to Zhang Xiaofo.

Zhang Xiaofo didn't say goodbye to the thin waist politely, and took it and fiddled with it.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofo did not refuse, his thin waist breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and untied the belt on his waist, held the lead, and shook it lightly in the air...... Clanging twice...... The belt turned into a soft sword that glowed with cold light......

Ray Greedy Flame protected 92 behind him.

Zhang Xiaofo was left alone in the middle. He didn't have much expectations for the gun, and his previous experience told him that in this case, ** is not as good as a cold weapon, but it's better than nothing, take it first.

"Be careful!" Thin waist said softly.

The demons in front of them began to move.

Several of them consciously separated the evil ghosts of a fan-shaped realm.

"Boom!" Thin waist cursed, and slashed roughly with his sword.

I knew that the thin waist was irritable, but I didn't expect it to be so irritable. The soft sword directly dismantled the evil ghost who dared to rush in front of her, and the flesh and blood stumps flew sideways......

Lei Greedy Fire didn't look so bloody, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and protecting 92 in the middle.

Zhang Xiaofo didn't have time to scruple too much, so He Sichao threw himself in front of Zhang Xiaofo.

Zhang Xiaofo saw that there was no other emotion in He Sichao's eyes except for madness and deathly hatred.

"Roaring ......" He Sichao has completely lost his mind.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xiaofo raised his gun and shot again and again.

Although all the bullets were submerged in He Sichao's body, they didn't have much impact on him, and his body continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaofo after only a few shakes.

The bullets in the gun had run out, Zhang Xiaofo changed into a dagger, leaned forward slightly, and prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

Just when Zhang Xiaofo was ready for the worst, He Sichao's back exploded for no reason. It turned out that the bullets given to him by the thin waist had a mechanism - the bullets were filled with small round steel balls, which would explode when they entered the human body, leaving serious wounds on the body.

It was such an opportunity, Zhang Xiaofo rushed forward, opened and closed the dagger, and unloaded He Sichao's hands in an instant.

Just as Zhang Xiaofo took a breath, he found that a claw suddenly stretched out of his abdomen. Sighing, the emptiness of his body made his perception of danger much weaker.

Although He Sichao in front of him was unarmed, he still opened his mouth strangely.

Zhang Xiaofo also cracked his mouth, and suddenly grabbed the arm that pierced his abdomen with one hand, dragged it forward to the root, and then cut it off with a dagger...... There was blood gushing from his stomach or lungs on his white teeth, and he was holding an arm that had been severed by the roots, dangling in front of He Sichao......

"Roaring ......" He Sichao opened his mouth and was about to bite Zhang Xiaofo's neck, but he didn't want Zhang Xiaofo to grab his hair first, and cut off his head completely along his neck.

He Sichao's body, which had lost his head, collapsed with a bang.

Feeling a fishy smell behind him, Zhang Xiaofo lowered his head and tilted to the right, avoiding his neck and other vital parts. With a pain in his shoulder, Zhang Xiaofo fell over his shoulder and threw the person behind him out. The flesh on his shoulder was torn off by He Caifeng.

"The mouth is so good!" Zhang Xiaofo rushed forward without waiting for He Caifeng to get up, pressed her under him, smiled weirdly at He Sichao, who only had one head left, and then began to dismember He Caifeng under him.

He Caifeng had already lost a hand, and now he was even more lost by Zhang Xiaofo, powerless to stop Zhang Xiaofo's dagger. A knife cut open the belly, revealing the internal organs. The internal organs are fresh, and they are still pulsating. Zhang Xiaofo originally thought that as a ghost, he should be completely dead all over his body, and he should not have such fresh internal organs. Taking out the intestinal tube and holding it in his hand, feeling the temperature, Zhang Xiaofo roared towards his thin waist: "These are all alive!" ”

"What?" The thin waist covered in blood cut down the person in front of him and came to Zhang Xiaofo. It was she who stopped around Zhang Xiaofo just now, so he was so relaxed.

"Where the hell is this?" Zhang Xiaofo said to himself: "Why is this happening? The internal organs of the dead are still fresh!! ”

"What do you mean?" Thin waist asked.

"I'm even more sure this isn't the world I'm in!"

"I know it's not!" The thin waist has no temper, but I didn't expect Zhang Xiaofo to think about it for so long and come to this conclusion: "The question is how do we get out?" ”

"Let me think!" Zhang Xiaofo flipped down from He Caifeng's body, and looked at He Sichao's only remaining head for some reason: his eyes were still open......

The thin waist did not bother, but closely followed Zhang Xiaofo's side, blocking attacks from all sides for him.

There was blood splashing on Zhang Xiaofo's body. But that didn't stop him from thinking. The first to die here was the woman in the couple. This haunted house, Zhang Xiaofo observed from the outside before coming in, and from the topography, there was no condition for ghosts to hide. If it was really that woman who started it, her body would have been cleaned out long ago. Along the way, they found nothing but a nail on the Hell's Coaster, and it was burned. Whether it is a soul or an evil spirit, it can only stay through something that is intimate in life. So there must be something in this place that women can't give up on, so what is it?

"Hurry up, I can't stand it!" The circle surrounding Thunder Greedy Fire is getting smaller and smaller.

What is it? Zhang Xiaofo fell into his own thinking and couldn't care about others: "What is the same when people go missing?" ”

"What? Every time someone goes missing, what can be the same? "The thin waist was so tired that he was panting, and he had many wounds on his body.