The inorganic pupils of the dolls re-fixed Xia Lingge's body, exuding a faint cold air like a ghost full of resentment.

"Die...... Go to hell...... Go to hell...... Die for it......"

Countless 'Qin Keqing' rushed towards Xia Lingge, the dense figure was like a worm that kept fluttering, Xia Lingge waved a dagger and kept obliterating the doll, and the sharp tip of the knife wiped her neck, just like she killed the real Qin Keqing in the first place.

"Is that all?"

She fought with the ghost doll that pounced, and her voice still didn't stop: "I only know that hiding behind the replica and sulking, and the sound of the shouting doesn't even have half the momentum of a dog, it's really a poor clown who jumps off the beam." ”

Her voice was flat, without the slightest fluctuation, as if she were talking about a very ordinary little thing.

But that's what makes it the most infuriating.

The noisy mechanical and electronic echoes in her ears suddenly dissipated, and the cold yin in the room increased dramatically, but Xia Lingge didn't seem to feel the sudden change in atmosphere, and continued to kill the ghost dolls that pounced on her one by one, and then she threw a ghost doll on the wall, and there was an extra black shadow out of thin air on the left side, still a doll with a smiling face, but there was a chilling coldness and coldness between her eyebrows.

"Die...... Summer...... Water chestnut...... Song......! ”

The cold blade stabbed into Xia Lingge's left arm, and the excitement in the ghost doll's eyes had not yet fully surged, and a scarlet luster flickered in vain through his inorganic pupils.

"You're right."

Xia Lingge pulled out the dagger that pierced his neck, looked at the black beads containing a strange halo becoming more and more dim, and said softly, "Go and die." ”

The delicate doll seemed to fall to the ground with disbelief, and the bright colors became more and more gray, and the ghost dolls with the same appearance suddenly disappeared all over the room, and even the cold pressure dissipated invisibly, Xia Lingge groped his way to the wall and pressed the switch, and the lights in the living room suddenly turned on, except for the ticking clock, there was no change in the whole room.

[Player Qin Keqing dies, the game continues]

The familiar system tone suddenly sounded.

Xia Lingge listened quietly and was a little in a trance.

Qin Keqing died......

This is real death.

She finally understood what the strange sense of absence when she looked at Qin Keqing's corpse was, it was the system, and it was the supreme control that she couldn't get rid of after entering the game world.

In other words, the death of the ontology is not considered a real death, and only the wielder's doll is truly out after death.

The original doll didn't go crazy, but it wasn't until the owner's death that the game world was revealed, like a ghost without a heart.

The mission is to give the doll a heart, a heart that is his own.

Xia Lingge thought about the ghost doll shouting 'heart' at the beginning, and then touched her left chest, and the steady heartbeat was accurately transmitted to the palm of her hand through the fabric, she seemed to understand something.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Si Cheng asked her cautiously while holding the mallet.

"No, nothing ......"

Xia Lingge shook her head, refusing to answer Si Cheng's question for the first time, as well as explaining her thoughts, she needed time now, and she needed to be more calm to analyze that almost crazy conclusion.

If the conclusion she envisioned is true, then this game, probably no one will leave alive.