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It's not as if, it's really something.
Even if the lights in the classroom kept flickering, you could vaguely see the yin qi that was so thick that it was visible to the naked eye, as if it had swallowed up the light.
The whole space has a twisted feel.
The moment Qi Muran dropped suddenly, he didn't think about taking the hand of the young man he was putting on the stool next to him and pulled the person into his arms.
Then I want to leave the classroom.
Didn't care about the player on the ground at all.
The audience in the live broadcast room also knew very well that two unconscious people, a rookie with no combat effectiveness, would die if they didn't run.
At this time, Mu Shen still wants to save one, and it is already benevolent and righteous.
However, the audience in the live broadcast room saw Qi Muran hugging the boy up, and the picture in the live broadcast room dimmed again, and even the sound was gone.
It's exactly the same as the one just now.
The audience in the live broadcast room was directly confused.
[This, this is dead? That's too fast, isn't it? No, I'm not ready yet! I just thought that Mu Shen would definitely die if he saved people at this time, but this death was too sudden! I haven't seen anything yet!! 】
[It's worthy of being a big boss, the appearance is a second kill, oh, I haven't seen the appearance and killed it in seconds, it's really outrageous, it's outrageous, it's outrageous. 】
[Calm down, didn't you notice that you can still send a barrage? If the anchor dies, the live broadcast room will be closed, and the closed live broadcast room will not be able to send barrages at all, that is, Mu Shen is definitely not dead. 】
[I'll go!] So it's stuck like the bug just now? Is this the time when you can get stuck with bugs!? Can it be better? What a desperate person! I want to complain! 】
The audience in the live broadcast room exploded directly, and the card was really torturous at this time, and it was obviously the most critical time.
And maybe the streamer died when they didn't see anything.
That's really a dead death.
Most of the audience went directly to complain, and only a small number of viewers knew that even a complaint was useless.
I don't know when this infinite horror game livestream appeared, but by the time I found it, it was already known to the whole people.
The company is unknown, the boss is unknown, the operation is unknown.
Mysterious to the extreme.
Even if many forces went to investigate and excavate, they failed to investigate the forces behind the live broadcast.
can't even be blocked, because this live broadcast doesn't rely on the Internet or any platform at all, as if it exists out of thin air.
Complaints?
Then there must be a channel for complaints.
The main system of the game can be contacted, and there is a 'main system of the game' at the bottom of the live broadcast room.
Click on it to send a message to the past.
However, the main system of the game has never bothered to make any contacts, nor has it dealt with any complaints.
It's as if it's just a programme, cold and unforgiving.
It's like an ornament.
There were also doubts in the audience that the live game was real.
Because the reaction of the players in it is so real, even the death is extremely real.
Even sometimes even through the screen, they can feel the fear and depression of facing the dungeon boss, and the oppressive person is breathless.
But no matter how much you check, you can't find anything related to the copy, as if everything is virtual.
However, if you can't find it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, such as existing in other unknown parallel worlds or something.
......
Qi Muran originally wanted to leave the classroom with the teenager, but it was too late, and a terrifying figure had already appeared on the classroom podium.
The figure's shirt was red with blood, and he held a bloodstained knife in his hand, and in the flickering light, it was terrifying and terrifying.
The whole space became extremely oppressive.
The height of the second floor is not very high, and with the skills of most players, jumping through the window is a breeze.
If you can't beat it, at least you can run.
That's why Qi Muran chose the second floor.
But......
Qi Muran looked at the terrifying figure and paused directly, his eyes narrowed imperceptibly.
Remnant...... Soul?
Indeed, there is no doubt that it is a remnant, and it seems to be only a quarter of the remnant.
The corners of Qi Muran's mouth hooked slightly, he didn't have a ghost king-level resentful spirit yet.
But it seems to be coming soon.
The Ghost King is indeed strong, so strong that it is desperate.
Unfortunately, he's now only a remnant of less than a quarter of his total strength.
You must know that the strength of the remnant soul and the complete resentful spirit is not of the same level, not to mention that the figure in front of you is even missing most of the soul.
It's like a person with a strong strength who lacks both hands and feet, and his strength is not just a quarter of it.
And what he happens to be best at is dealing with wraiths.
Qi Muran put the young man back on the stool, and his movements were very gentle.
Even afraid that the boy would fall, he pulled the table next to him and blocked the boy's side.
Qi Muran didn't notice the rune paper in the pocket of the young man's shirt, which was lost when he was carrying people before him.
After Qi Muran pulled the table, he casually stretched out his left hand, and a book appeared between his fingers out of thin air, floating in the air like that.
The book was white, but there was a black mist around it, which seemed to be corrosive, trying to blacken the whole book.
The edges of the book are already partially stained black.
It's like a holy angel being haunted by demons, giving people a very ominous and dangerous feeling.
Qi Muran looked at the figure on the podium slowly, and the book at his fingertips automatically opened quickly.
As the book opened, a strong wind seemed to appear in the book, blowing around, and also blowing Qi Muran's hair and clothes.
At this moment, Qi Muran had long lost his gentle and kind appearance, and the moment he opened the book, strange and weird black silk threads began to emerge from the tips of his left fingers closest to the book.
The black thread seemed to grow along his fingertips, spreading quickly up to his wrist.
Eventually, it went up his neck until a strange pattern of black silk threads appeared on his handsome face.
At this time, Qi Muran was completely different from before, with an extremely evil smile on his face, as if with endless malice and evil spirit.
He could feel his powerful aura just by glancing at it, which made people shudder.
The whole person became dangerous and powerful, as if a demon had crawled out of hell.
And his eyes have no respect for the life of all things in the world, which makes people involuntarily feel a chill in their hearts.
Probably even a player who is very familiar with Qi Muran is standing here, and he doesn't dare to think that he is the Qi Muran who is so kind that he will use his life to save others.
The atmosphere in the classroom was dangerous, and the lights on the ceiling were finally extinguished.
The entire classroom was plunged into darkness, save for a few strange crashes and rustling sounds.
In the dark, Qi Muran clutched his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood stains directly stained his clothes red.
Sure enough, it is worthy of being a ghost king with a ghost domain, even if it is just a remnant soul, it is terrifyingly strong.
If his soul body was intact, he wouldn't even have a chance to run.
If it was usual, Qi Muran would definitely choose to gamble, after all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and wealth is in danger.
If you lose the bet, you die.
But once he wins the bet, he will be able to collect the remnant soul of the ghost king, and from now on, except for the copy of the non-supernatural existence, he can go sideways in other copies.
Can......
Qi Muran's eyes fell on the young man who was still in a coma next to him, and finally gave up gambling.
If he dies, so will the boy.
Although dying together sounds very romantic, for some reason, he is suddenly reluctant to die.
At least I don't want to die now.
Qi Muran no longer fought head-on, but found an opportunity to hug the young man in the chair and jumped from the window without hesitation.
I want to run away.
However, Qi Muran's action seemed to have completely angered the remnant soul of the ghost king, and the yin qi in the air became even stronger.
Even 'his' figure was distorted a little, and it looked even more terrifying.
Qi Muran looked at the figure chasing after him, and ran away with the young man in his arms without stopping.
The remnant soul was unexpectedly persistent, and it kept chasing after them, as if he would not stop until he and the young man were killed.
There was a big problem with this copy, and it obviously didn't match the clues he got.
The Ghost King Boss is not weak at all, but 'his' soul is incomplete, missing three-quarters.
In this case, how terrible it is for 'he' to have the ghost domain.
It's entirely conceivable how strong 'he' would be if he retrieved three-quarters of them, perhaps no less than the evil gods in some dungeons.
If 'he' had found all his souls, it is estimated that no one would have been able to leave this dungeon alive.
Qi Muran was extremely embarrassed at this time, he sat on the ground with the young man in his arms regardless of his image, his clothes had already been stained red by his own blood, and there were all kinds of dirt on his body.
But the boy in his arms was well protected by him, but his shirt was slightly stained with a little blood on his body, as if he was just sleeping peacefully.
The ghost doesn't get tired, but he does, and he has to protect a person who is asleep.
If it goes on like this, it will only be a matter of time before we catch up.
You have to find a place to hide, at least until dawn.
As soon as the morning dawns, the ghost realm will disappear, and they will be able to return to the present world.
In this world, even if the ghost really comes, its strength will be greatly reduced.
But it is obviously unrealistic for him and the boy to hide, and it is only a matter of time before they are found by the Ghost King Boss like that.
Qi Muran thought about it for a while, and decided to hide the young man, and then go and lure away the remnant soul of the ghost king.
Qi Muran stood up with the boy in his arms, hid the boy in a cabinet behind a certain laboratory, and then ran in the opposite direction.
Before running, he made a lot of noise, trying to attract the attention of the ghost king.
Then he began to run away with all his might.
However, Qi Muran paused halfway through the run, because he couldn't feel the breath that belonged to the ghost king.
Even the terrifying oppressive power of the Ghost King has disappeared.
Qi Muran looked back behind him.
Ghost King...... Why didn't you chase it?
Obviously chased so much death just now, why did you suddenly give up?
Qi Muran suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and his heart sighed.
Unless the Ghost King's target was not him from the beginning, but ...... The boy he was holding in his arms.