The two sides looked at each other.

The trick boy was also a little nervous at this time, and his expression became hideous, trying to save a little dignity.

Wisps of gray mist rose from its body, looking very terrifying, and these almost condensed substance breaths could represent from the side what level these strange strengths were.

Li Ling frowned.

A majestic gray aura instantly rushed out from the center of his eyebrows.

At the moment when the breath rushed out.

The meager aura around the strange boy was instantly washed away.

It fell silent.

As an incumbent underworld...

Although he can't catch tricks, his strength is still passable, far from being comparable to this kind of goods.

Pull out the sack.

Li Ling pointed to the pitch-black mouth expressionlessly.

The boy didn't move.

The next second.

"Smack!"

A big was quickly thrown over.

The tricky boy is really a little nervous now, and he can't beat it, so he can only vent his grievances by crying, but after crying for a while, his big mouth clicks and fans his face, who can stand it.

Li Ling raised his hand again.

This time, the trickster boy was very self-aware, and without saying a word, he got into the sack directly, hiding with the female trick in room 404 and shivering.

After dealing with this weird, Li Ling then sensed it, except for hiding a player in the bathroom, there was no other weird atmosphere, it seems that the arrangement of this copy is that there is a weird one in each player's room.

In this way, carrying the sack, Li Ling walked out of the door, looked at the chat messages between the players below, and quickly went to the next mission location.

And in the toilet.

Wang Xiaoshui peeked through the gap in the door frame of the toilet and peeked at what was happening in the room.

Let's go.

The guy is finally gone.

He beat the boy hard and threw him into the sack to resist walking, without even looking at it, as if he had no interest in himself.

It's also a loss that I'm not interested in myself.

Thinking back to the strange encounter before, he felt a little tingling in his scalp.

Such a terrifying weirdness.

The big bag didn't survive, one after another, the front teeth were fanned out, and they were forced to smile.

Several times, Wang Xiaoshui couldn't hold back a little when he watched Yi Tong smile with his leaky teeth.

If not professionally trained.

Otherwise, it is very likely that you will be the one who gets into the sack.

Fortunately, when I was about to escape, I was more cautious and made some observations, otherwise I bumped into that guy head-on, and the situation was still good...

I don't know what this guy is trying to do, though.

But judging from the footsteps, the other party's next target should be downstairs.

Come to think of this.

Wang Xiaoshui set his eyes on the chat box.

At this time, the other two players were still chatting hotly, unaware of the arrival of the crisis.

Although several people have never known each other, if it weren't for the information that the other party said before, he is not expected to be much better at present, Wang Xiaoshui thought about it and decisively chose to share this matter.

......

......

Room 202.

gloomily looked at the series of messages posted by Wang Xiaoshui in the chat box, squinting slightly.

In this dungeon, there are other strange moments wandering outside except for the room...

As a player who has gone through one or two dungeons.

It was the first time he had seen such a situation.

The previous few encounters of the dungeon,Except for the tasks set by the thriller game,There are no other weirdness,However,The difficulty of this dungeon is obviously a little higher than the few I met before,But it shouldn't be a big deal.。

As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke, the ghost thing should play the role of patrolling, and the top priority is to solve the weirdness in the room.

Thinking.

Gloomy and gloomy moved his gaze to the inky black bed.

There's something in there.

And there is something very wrong ...

As soon as I start to wander, my white arms will reach out from under the bed, trying to attack...

But when he turned to look, the arm would retract under the bed, which should be this strange property.

In the vast majority of dungeons, the weird has some rules, as long as you try to understand and use this law, you can survive the dungeon. Obviously, just look at each other, and there shouldn't be much of a problem.

Time flows slowly.

I was gloomy and focused on staring at the bottom of the dark bed, nervous, but suddenly I heard some kind of crying sound...

There was only one woman before.

Now there's another child.

The two voices echoed in my ears like a death duet, and it sounded a little creepy.

Why is there another one?

Listening to this movement gloomily, I was a little flustered, and this sign seemed to be a little wrong...

And it's getting closer.

Just as he was distracted.

Quietly stretched out his arm under the bed.

This time... As time passed, two arms stretched out at the same time.

Listening to Suosuo's movements, gloomy and hurriedly looked over, and the two arms were put under the room.

Although the danger is temporarily lifted.

But it was gloomy but still kept a serious look.

It's not as simple as it seems...

Now there are two, and in the future, there will definitely be more of them, and when the time comes, I will definitely not be able to observe.

So...

We'll have to use some other means.

A wooden sword appeared in his hand.

This was purchased from a player in the previous quest, who claimed to have very high damage to the Weird...

Between thoughts, the arm stretched out again, as he expected, this time, it directly became three, but fortunately, there were weapons, and he took a deep breath gloomy, and rushed over with a wooden sword.

Facing that weird white arm.

A sword slashed very decisively.

The two are in contact.

Only a crisp "click" sound was heard.

The wooden sword was broken in half.

Overcast:...

The arm was stunned for a moment, and then it wrapped its arms around his neck and dragged him under the bed.

The feeling of suffocation came, gloomy and wanted to break free, but more and more arms stretched out, restraining themselves, and there was no room for resistance at all.

Moments before he suffocated into a coma...

There was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock."

The voice is heard.

As if he had caught a new prey, he quickly reached under the bed and opened the door.

A tall, thin figure appeared in the doorway, carrying a scythe, against a sack, and two strange weeping inside.

The arm dangling in the air paused.