Seeing the voodoo puppeteer who came out of a horror movie, and feeling the pain from the scissor stab wound on his body, the merry school grass even thought that he was in reality for a moment.

And he's about to be killed by that monster.

Crunch.

Standing up from the ground, Yun Fan patted his snow-stained robe, and stepped on the snow again.

[The merry school grass has entered a state of injury.] 】

Hearing the prompt sound, Yun Fan said coldly to the merry school grass, "You, are you ready to face death?" ”

But this question made the merry school grass come back to his senses from fear.

He suddenly realized that the guy in front of him was so strange that he was taking people's lives, he was obviously the poor boy he had always looked down on.

Thinking like this, the merry school grass felt the strength return to his body.

When he saw the puppeteer who was already walking towards him, he suddenly became ruthless, and instead of running away, he ran towards the sacrificial chair.

"Yunfan, you poor ghost. See if I don't sick you! ”

Forcibly dragging his stiff and frozen arms to shake the sacrificial chair vigorously, the merry school grass yelled viciously at the puppeteer.

But what he saw was that the puppeteer had already lifted the deadly scissors.

"Your mouth, if you can't speak, then don't talk about it."

Yun Fan's tone was very calm, but under that calm, it seemed to hide the anger he had accumulated over the years.

The next moment, Yun Fan stretched out his left hand, whose skin was as pale as a dead corpse, and squeezed the mouth of the merry school grass hard.

But the merry school grass is also a ruthless character, his eyes widened, and he looked at the puppeteer with great fear, but he still did not stop destroying the chair in his hand.

Immediately after, Yun Fan pulled out the steaming tongue of the merry school grass.

Then, Yun Fan opened the scissors and cut them hard.

[The merry school grass has fallen to the ground.] 】

Click!

The sound of flesh being cut was heard, and blood, like money, flowed out of the mouth of the merry school grass, dyeing a patch of snow a bright red color, which looked even more terrifying under the red light of the lantern.

Snow, now turned into blood.

"Woohoo."

Covering her mouth, the merry school grass curled up and rolled wildly in the snow.

But he could only make some whimpering sounds, and could not utter a sentence at all.

"It's a pity, it's Balanced Competitive Mode..."

Yun Fan entered the moment of wiping the knife, he looked at the merry school grass, and his tone was very indifferent.

And Yun Fan did feel regret in his heart, in the balanced competition mode, the system restricted the executioners, so that they could not cut off the body parts of the fugitives.

Otherwise, if the executioner cuts off the fugitive's leg with a single sword, then they still have a fart?

For the arms and thighs, the Fear Nightmare officials have made stricter restrictions, no matter how strong the attack is, these places will only feel the corresponding pain, and it will not affect their movement.

The tongue, which is relatively unimportant, is relatively light, but it cannot be cut.

Therefore, Yun Fan just cut a knife just now, and did not cut off the tongue of the merry school grass.

However, with Yunfan's peak emperor slaughter technique, he simply knows the structure of the human body.

Therefore, under Yunfan's exquisite operation, the tongue of the merry school grass is only connected by a trace of flesh and skin, which is actually no different from being cut off.

Moreover, due to the limitations of the system, the tongue could not be severed, and the feeling of half of the tongue falling into the flesh made his wound tear even worse.

The pain is naturally super doubled!

But at this time, several prompts suddenly sounded.

[Hit the Fugitive twice to unlock the access to the first puppet.] 】

[A sacrificial chair has been destroyed.] 】

[A sacrificial chair has been destroyed.] 】

......

At the same time, a faint blue light flashed at the same time in all directions, including in front of him.

Yun Fan raised his head, and in front of him, the sacrificial chair had become torn apart, and the rope on it had disappeared without a trace.

"A bunch of trash."

Yun Fan shook his head in disappointment, although it was expected that the chair would be removed.

However, they are too slow to dismantle!

"Do you think I can't do anything about you?"

Yun Fan first glanced at the golden puppet in his palm, and then shouted at the merry school grass.

In his field of vision, although the merry school grass covered his mouth and couldn't speak, he could see an undisguised hatred in his eyes.

"You're interesting."

"I'm going to love playing with a determined prey like you, hehe."

Picking up the merry school grass from the ground and carrying it on his shoulder, Yun Fan slapped him on the cheek a few times.

And this also made the pain of the merry school grass even more serious.

"Woo!"

The merry school grass let out a half-dead moan, and its body struggled with movement.

"It takes a total of ten struggles for the fugitives to break free."

Carrying a person on his shoulder, but it still did not affect Yunfan's balance.

Even though the snow in front of him was heavy enough to obscure his vision from several meters away, he strode in one direction without hesitation.

"Try it, if you can make it down."

A sound of laughter came from Yun Fan's belly, and the surrounding scenery kept changing as he walked.

"How so?"

And hearing this, the merry school grass was stunned.

Why does this Yunfan know that it takes ten times to break free?

The doubt even eased his pain temporarily.

You know, this number of times was counted by their brothers who played the game all night last night!

But he quickly threw away these red threads and struggled hard.

Escape is the most important thing.

"Two."

Feeling the force coming from his shoulder, Yun Fan counted the numbers for the merry school grass.

"Three."

“...”

"Nine."

When this number was counted, a low wooden house appeared in front of Yun Fan.

Inside the door, dim oil lamps illuminated the entire house.

But Yun Fan looked at a staircase in the house not far from the door.

The staircase led to the ground, and the further down it went, the fainter the light became.

"Ten."

With these words, Yun Fan stepped on the first step.

But on his shoulder, the merry school grass was stunned to find that the tenth struggle he had waited for for a long time was useless.

I'm still being carried on my shoulders by a puppeteer.,Is there a loophole in the game?

"Woo-la-woo."

A string of indistinct syllables came out of the merry school grass's mouth, but Yun Fan could still feel the meaning of the doubt contained in the words.

"Are you particularly desperate right now?"

The cold words penetrated into the ears of the merry school grass, and only then did he realize that the executioner had carried himself through all the steps.

In front of it, there was an empty basement, except for four sacrificial chairs and a few cabinets.

"Why haven't you finished dismantling the chairs here?"

The merry school grass kept roaring in his heart, and he couldn't help but complain about a few of his teammates.

Bang.

Press the merry grass to the seat and tie the rope. Yun Fan looked him straight in the eye, and a mocking laugh erupted from his belly.