The Land of the Dark Realm, a huge valley shrouded in dim black mist. Here the mountains rise from the ground, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and there is no end in sight.

And at this moment, on the outskirts of the valley, there is a dead wood and decaying forest sitting here. Zhang Fan's body was in large characters, and he was bound by the terrifying black qi and his hands and feet, trapped under a tall dead wood tree, unable to move.

Zhang Fan's eyes were cloudy, as if they were rendered by the supernatural, he obviously opened his eyes wide, but he still couldn't see anything.

Although his eyes could not see and his body could not move, his mouth could speak, his ears could hear, and his sense of smell was intact.

Trapped here, I don't know how long it has been, Zhang Fan only felt that behind him, the roar of the suspected ghost was getting closer and closer.

From the beginning of the unreachable, to the present close, it seems that there is only a few hundred meters apart.

To be honest, Zhang Fan wanted to look back, but his body couldn't move, and he couldn't turn his head if he wanted to.

Helpless, Zhang Fan could only wait for the other party to approach in fear. This kind of waiting is a kind of torment, like a bone-eating insect eating away at every inch of the body all the time.

Fear, the fear of the unknown, the fear of not knowing when, shrouded Zhang Fan's body and mind, making him restless, and dense cold sweat overflowed from his forehead and back.

If the terrifying ghost is right in front of him, it is better to say something, Zhang Fan may still find a way to deal with it.

But it's a pity that this ghost is just playing psychological warfare, making your heart suffer, so that you can torture your spirit until you can't stand it anymore and thus have a mental breakdown.

The ghost's roar was a little closer, as if it had shortened from a few hundred meters to three or four hundred meters.

In fact, Zhang Fan didn't know much about the specific distance, he just made a rough measurement in his heart and came to a conclusion.

The ghost's roar was getting closer and closer, and a rotting fishy smell gradually came to his face. The smell of rotting is like the gradual decay of fish meat that has been put aside for a long time in summer.

It's very thick and fishy, and just by letting people smell it, they may not be able to bear it and want to vomit on the spot.

Because, it's so disgusting. It's not just an illusion, it's a real thing. In addition to the rancid fishy smell and the roar of ghosts, Zhang Fan also faintly heard the screeching sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

It's like this goblin has many chains wrapped around its body, and as it approaches, the chains on its body rub against the ground, and the rattle keeps rattling.

Zhang Fan's breathing became short, and his body was too nervous, and he felt numb and stiff.

He wanted to go back and see where the goblin had gone. However, his body was bound by the supernatural, and this idea could not be realized.

"Damn it!" Zhang Fan cursed, his expression was difficult to see the extreme. It's called a good friend game, but it's a little too difficult.

If the first lottery game is a test of luck, and the second death wheel game is a test of courage, then the third best friend game is a complete test of psychological quality.

But anyone with a slightly worse psychological quality may have been overwhelmed a long time ago, and they were scared on the spot, and it is not too much to even fart and urine.

If it weren't for Zhang Fan's participation in the labyrinth scene so many times, coupled with the fact that he had experienced so many supernatural events, and even wandered on the verge of death many times, he would have exercised his heart very strongly, and if he had changed to his previous self, he might have been scared to pee.

Zhang Fan clenched his fists and struggled desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the supernatural, but after trying several times, he found that he still couldn't do it, and finally Zhang Fan spit out a mouthful of turbid air in his chest, and had to bow his head in resignation.

Now he is praying and looking forward to letting Lele find himself as soon as possible. He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

If Lele can't find himself for a long time, then the fate waiting for him will be very miserable. Either more than three hours were killed by the rules of the maze scene, or they were killed by unknown ghosts that kept approaching behind them.

Anyway, it is impossible to escape death. The roar of the goblins behind him was getting closer, the smell of rotting was getting stronger, and the sound of chains scraping against the ground became more and more harsh.

About a few more minutes passed, and suddenly everything was quiet, and all the sounds, even the fishy smell, dissipated.

It was as if the unknown ghost had turned away and gave up and continued to move towards Zhang Fan.

"Why is there no movement?" Zhang Fan looked surprised and felt very strange. Obviously, the ghost was already a stone's throw away from him, and he could reach his side, why was it moving again now?

Zhang Fan's face was full of question marks, and he was very puzzled. Just when he was surprised, Lele's anxious voice came through the ghost frame.

"Lele?"

"Haha! Lele, you're finally coming to me! Hearing Lele's voice, Zhang Fan suddenly showed ecstasy, and hurriedly used the ghost frame bar to connect with Lele.

"Since Lele's voice can reach me, it means that he is getting closer and closer to me!" Zhang Fan muttered excitedly.

As long as Lele can find him, then this good friend game will almost be over. Ten minutes passed.

Lele finally ran into the valley and came to Zhang Fan's side with his hands and feet. Lele looked at Zhang Fan, who was bound under the tree by the black qi, and he blinked his big blood-colored eyes, not knowing what to do.

He wanted to save Zhang Fan, but he had no way to start, so he could only keep circling around Zhang Fan. After a few turns, Lele seemed to think of something, and hurriedly rushed up and touched Zhang Fan's body with both hands.

The moment he touched Zhang Fan's body, he saw that the supernatural aura that had originally bound Zhang Fan suddenly collapsed and scattered little by little.

And because he was not bound by the supernatural, Zhang Fan's body fell to the ground with a pop, and he regained consciousness, and he could move again.

Not only that, Zhang Fan also found that his vision had returned to normal, and he was finally able to see again. Zhang Fan looked at Lele in front of him, smiled very gratefully, and hurriedly thanked him.

In this maze scene, if there was no Lele, he was afraid that he would not even survive the first lottery game.

For Zhang Fan's thanks, Lele seemed very happy, squeaked, and then quickly climbed onto Zhang Fan's back, came to the position of his neck, and sat down skillfully.

Now that Lele has found him, how do you get out of here next? Zhang Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked around blankly, trying to find a way to leave.

But after looking around, I didn't find anything, and I didn't know where the way to leave was. Just when he was puzzled, Lele suddenly screamed, pointed behind Zhang Fan, and issued a strong warning.

This warning sound was filled with unprecedented fear, as if to tell Zhang Fan that there was some extremely terrible danger coming at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked behind him suddenly. It doesn't matter if this doesn't matter, Zhang Fan was taken aback, and his face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

Because, he only saw that not far from him at this moment, about fifty meters away, there was a hunchbacked monster standing strangely.

This hunchbacked monster, snow-white, human-shaped, resembles a silver-haired gorilla. I saw it, with a strong physique, nothing in its body, a naked body, a bare head without the slightest hair, a pair of green amber-like pupils, flashing a bloodthirsty luster in the dark, like a hungry beast, which made people feel afraid when they saw it.

Although it is hunchbacked, its height is still much more than Zhang Fan, and it is roughly estimated that the height of this monster should have reached the level of two and a half meters.

Zhang Fan stood in front of it, completely incomparable, like a weak younger brother. It appeared out of nowhere, standing fifty meters away, motionless, staring directly at Zhang Fan.

Or perhaps, it appeared a long time ago, but for some reason, it was delayed. At this moment, Zhang Fan held his breath, looking at the orangutan-like monster with anxiety in his heart, his heart was beating wildly, afraid that the other party would suddenly burst out at some point.

In this terrible dark world, I don't know how many dangers are hidden, and once you start a conflict with this monster, no one can be sure whether it will attract more monsters to come.

Zhang Fan didn't believe that there was only such a monster in this huge dark world, and there must be more monsters hiding in the shadows and not showing up.

In this way, he was in a stalemate with the monster for about three minutes, and suddenly, in the next second, the monster's sturdy body, which had been immovable, suddenly trembled, and then suddenly twisted its head to the north side.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh lightly, and looked in the direction the monster was facing.

At the same time as he looked, he saw a big fat man, panting out of breath from the withered yellow grass on one side, and behind him, there was a black ghost.

Apparently this big fat man is a survivor who has just been saved. The big fat man was a young man, wearing a loose and fat yellow tracksuit with three-millimeter hair.

He scurried out of the grass, panting, his forehead covered with sweat, as if he had run a long distance.

At the moment when the big fat man appeared, the orangutan-like monster that had not moved suddenly raised its head and let out a sharp howl that resounded through the sky against the vast and chaotic sky.

The howl was like a roar, like a roar, full of bloodlust and hideousness, and its sound was so great that it spread for an unknown distance, and on the way it set off a huge wave, which shook several vultures circling in the sky alive, and fell from the sky, and after smashing to the ground, it became a puddle of flesh.