"Don't you really need this?"

When he returned to the mountain gate with the word "open" again, the time was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and gently rubbing the simple copper coin in his hand, Tang Xuan asked Wang Ling again with a solemn expression.

"Thanks, I don't need to. This item can only be used in your hands. Besides, if you can't return to the real world, even if you can steal temporary safety in this world of grudges, it's just a false self-comfort, isn't it? Wang Ling smiled, and finally refused very resolutely.

"But that's ...... To be honest, you've seen this weird horror, and I don't have the confidence to keep you safe. Tang Xuan smiled bitterly, "And now the number of things that can move freely has increased to two." ”

"I believe in you." Wang Ling said without thinking, with tenderness in her eyes, "And this is the only way." Otherwise, even if you have a way to break free from the suppression of that thing, as you did just now, but what about after that? You'll lose your combat effectiveness, too. Besides, you can't guarantee that you'll be as lucky as you were every time, right? At this time, instead of scattering forces and continuing to hide in Tibet, it is better to gather all the resources available to defeat it! ”

Tang Xuan sighed and didn't insist any longer.

He knew that Wang Ling was right, but having said that, this decision also meant that Wang Ling decided to take a huge risk on her own.

Maybe the two had only met a few times in their previous lives, but in this short day and a half of life and death, coupled with the charm of artificial respiration, the two did not realize that they gradually developed a special affection for each other.

Tightening the copper coin with the red rope in his hand, Tang Xuan secretly made a decision in his heart.

"The ashes of that Taoist leader are sheltered here, maybe cross this door, that thing is waiting outside, are you ready?"

After speaking, Tang Xuan hung the copper coin on his neck and chest, held the peach wood sword in front of him with his right hand, and stepped half a step ahead of the mountain gate, completely ignoring the discussions of other sporadic tourists around him.

However, there is one thing that I am very concerned about. Except for players like themselves, it seems that ordinary people in this world, whether they are priests and monks in shrines and temples, can't see that thing at all. But through the words of the noodle shop owner yesterday, it can be deduced that ordinary people in this world know the existence of curses. So...... Is it the game setting of the throne for this world, or is there some other mystery?

Although it was already certain that the mountain was sheltered by the mysterious power of the Taoist ashes, the two of them still tacitly agreed not to discuss whether to stay in the monastery and wait for the last day and a half to pass.

They all knew that they couldn't afford this gamble, and when the Dao Elder was alive, he was not the opponent of the curse, and he couldn't think about how much the ashes after his death could have the deterrent power of these weird ones. At the same time, in the cognition of the two, many ghosts in folk ghost stories will be constrained to a certain extent during the day, and they will be doubly terrifying at night.

If this open-word mountain gate can't be stopped......

Only a C-level BOSS powder pajamas is already difficult to compete, and if you face a Li Panxia who was resentful before her death......

Of course, there was another point that only Tang Xuan knew in his heart - after the "explosion" just now, he found that there seemed to be something more in his body, and it was a feeling that could not be described in words. If I have to say it, it is that I am more sensitive to some mysterious feelings, such as now, as the time passes from noon to back, the depressed feeling that was suppressed by the copper coin is slowly recovering.

Is it a delusion?

No matter what, Tang Xuan believed in the fate that was in his hands.

One step out of the mountain gate is like stepping into another world, and the hair is surging and rushing to the face.

Sure enough, the pink pajamas have been waiting outside!

"There's only one, don't come out yet!" Tang Xuan hurriedly said loudly.

Behind him, Wang Ling, who was still behind the mountain gate, couldn't see anything unusual, but when he heard the voice and saw Tang Xuan holding his sword and taking a blocking posture, he suddenly realized that the test of whether the two of them could safely survive the next day and a half was coming, and he immediately stopped the steps that were about to step out of the mountain gate.

At this time, all she could do was to avoid affecting Tang Xuan's battle because of herself.

The peachwood sword in his hand was clenched, and Tang Xuan, who had not practiced any swordsmanship, could only swing and slash at the hair that was close to him with his instinct.

Ziz-la-la!

The moment the hair came into contact with the peachwood sword, there was no fire and natural, emitting a violent stench, and the pink pajamas let out a terrible scream.

Effective! Tang Xuan held his breath and retreated, his heart overjoyed.

"Strange, what does this smell like?"

At this moment, among the crowd who were watching Tang Xuan wielding a wooden sword into the air like an intellectually handicapped person, someone suddenly started talking.

Tang Xuan's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously turned his head.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Tang Xuan was distracted, Wang Ling hurriedly reminded.

Worst! At the moment of turning his head, Tang Xuan secretly said in his heart. The pink pajamas that grabbed the flaws floated in an instant under the cover of their hair. In a panic, Tang Xuan only had time to subconsciously free his left hand, which was not holding the sword, and slammed into a fist towards the floating pink pajamas.

The creaking sound was like a rotten skeleton swaying in the cold wind, the neck of the pink pajamas was weirdly twisted, the resentful face was already close to Tang Xuan's face, the blood in the red eyes was sliding down, and the voice was as cold as the hellish wind.

"You guys, why don't you come and save me, I died so miserably......"

And Tang Xuan's punch passed through the illusory body of the pink pajamas without any suspense.

The cold hit, dense cold sweat instantly spread all over Tang Xuan's back, and at the moment when the twisted palm of the pink pajamas was about to hold Tang Xuan's neck, the bronze light on the ancient red rope copper coin flashed, and a wave of warmth poured into his body.

The hands of the pink pajamas quickly retracted as if they had been scalded by boiling water.

At the same time, Tang Xuan didn't know where to exert another burst of strength again, and the peachwood sword in his right hand stabbed fiercely into the pink pajamas.

The feeling that time was starting to slow down reappeared. The wooden sword instinctively stabbed towards the pink pajamas.

The pink pajamas seemed to sense the danger, and their bodies began to blur, just as the wooden sword was about to fail.

Tang Xuan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his left hand, which had been empty with a punch, turned into a fist and grabbed it fiercely.

Although reason told him that this grasp would not have any effect, it was an instinct in the dark-

I can catch it, I'll catch it!

At the same time, Tang Xuan's arm suddenly glowed with a gray fluorescence, and the pink pajamas, which had not yet completely blurred, let out a terrible scream again.

The cry was so terrible that the surrounding melon-eating crowd couldn't help but cover their ears.

"That'...... What's that?!! ”

A leaf of obscure, as if taking away the obstacle in front of the world, the crowd broke out in an instant, and the onlookers who were still eating melons shouted back at this moment, and Wang Ling behind the mountain gate also covered her mouth and exclaimed, at this moment, she also saw it...... The pink pajamas hanging on Tang Xuan's left arm!

At the moment when the pink pajamas appeared in everyone's field of vision, her appearance became more and more resentful. Tang Xuan saw that at the moment when everyone was terrified, gray air currents that were invisible to the naked eye were also floating out from above their heads.

And the moment the pink pajamas come into contact with these gray air currents, the breath is gradually rising.