This is a woman's hand, her skin is as pale as paper, and she wears five golden ancient nail covers, the roots are slender and sharp, and the hollow carved phoenix is carved.

At first glance, it's pretty good.

"Husband, I'm coming out to find you."

Zhao Yanhong's voice came from it.

Then a second hand came out of the coffin, equally pale and wearing five nail covers.

Chenbei immediately saw that something was wrong.

Two hands are crutches!

The thumbs are all facing to one side, and it looks like the two left hands.

This sense of incongruity is very uncomfortable.

And that's just the beginning.

A third hand was quickly stretched out from the crack of the coffin, followed by a fourth, then a fifth......

The number of hands is increasing, both left and right.

Chenbei's face is black.

How many female ghosts are there?

Or is Zhao Yanhong actually an "octopus"?

"Husband, I'm going to come out to find you, tonight is the night of candles in our cave room. The two of us are going to be together forever, forever. ”

Zhao Yanhong's voice changed, not as sweet as before, but became more and more terrifying.

Click!

With a loud bang, the coffin lid was lifted a few more points.

Tatsubei had to look inside the coffin.

Inside the coffin was a thick darkness, and in the darkness slowly opened scarlet glowing eyes.

These eyes are unevenly distributed, twisted and crooked, large and small, and the whites of the eyes are bloodshot.

All the eyes were staring at Chenbei, their eyes were cold and treacherous.

Chenbei's sanity attribute began to go wild!

"Husband, I like you so much!"

The voice is no longer human, and it makes people's scalps explode when they hear it.

"Childe, run away! Xiao Qian is here to help you break the queen. ”

Nie Xiaoqian reappeared, landed beside Chen Bei, and opened a resolute posture to die.

Her long hair fluttered, her hand pinched her fingers, and the pearl hairpin floated in front of her, flickering with cold light.

Chenbei glanced at Nie Xiaoqian and took this heart.

The best thing about him in the game is probably this female ghost.

It's really a matter of seeing the truth in adversity.

But tonight's danger must be faced by him personally, not desperately.

Chen Bei shook his head slightly at Nie Xiaoqian, signaled the other party not to act rashly, and pulled the other party's wide sleeves and pulled them back.

In the management group just now, someone has already said a way to survive!

[Hehe, this zero degree is dead.] Once the blood-clothed bride comes out of the coffin, it is his time of death. ]

[It's no wonder that it is impossible for a normal person to cooperate with the blood-clothed bride and drill into the coffin, which is a choice that violates human instinct.] ]

[As soon as the Bloody Bride comes out, not only Zero, but other players will also suffer.] It would be nice to have a single-digit number of survivors left at the end. ]

[Some VIPs like this kind of group annihilation ending!] ]

——

From these conversations.

Chen Bei has to go in!

There is a way to live if you go in, and there is only a dead end if you don't go in.

Between hesitations.

The hands that came out of the coffin began to expand outward, arms of strange length, each two meters long, and continued to stretch outward.

The skin of the arm was pale, and there were deep wounds on the skin, which were used to outline strange rune patterns.

Chenbei knew very well that he didn't have much time.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to overcome the psychological barrier.

Even if he has killed people and has blood on his hands, it does not mean that he is fearless.

is like those black bosses who have been caught, no matter how powerful the past was, they still cried and grabbed the ground in the trial.

"Husband, I love you so much."

"I love everything about you."

"Love you inside and out."

"I want to see how many blood vessels you have in your heart."

"Want to see what color your liver is."

"Want to see how long your intestines are."

"I'm coming."

"I'm here too!"

The last sentence was shouted by Chenbei, he gritted his teeth, let it go, flew into the coffin, and was swallowed by the darkness inside.

"Childe!" Nie Xiaoqian shouted loudly.

The red eyes in the coffin closed, and the pale arms withdrew into them.

Bang!

With a thud, the coffin closed.

The pitch-black coffin became quiet, and the big red words on it were particularly bright.

Nie Xiaoqian raised her hand and hit the hairpin towards the coffin.

There was a muffled crash.

The coffin did not suffer any harm!

Nie Xiaoqian tried other means again, but to no avail.

She could only watch Chenbei locked inside.

——

Inside the coffin.

Chenbei's eyes were pitch black, he felt very cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He didn't dare to move for the time being, his heart almost jumped to his throat, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

Calm, calm down.

Chenbei tried to slow down the pace of his breathing and calm himself down.

Before I came in, I always heard Zhao Yanhong talking.

When he came in, the other party was quiet.

There was a dead silence all around, and only his own breathing could be heard.

It seemed that cold water had penetrated into the clothes, and it was cold underneath the body.

Chill scraping bones!

Chenbei trembled even more.

In this dark, cramped, and oppressive environment, every second is torture and a test of psychological endurance.

Chenbei tentatively moved his fingers, and everything he touched was cold.

He couldn't help but think about it.

Could it be that the female ghost Zhao Yanhong is lying next to her?

It is even possible that they are tilting their heads to look at him.

And what about the hands from before?

What about those eyes?

Where did it all go?

The coffin, although large, was not large enough to easily hold two people.

A coffin is simply a container for a corpse.

It stands to reason that after Chenbei came in, he should have been crowded with the female ghost.

But he didn't feel that crowded.

Some are just cold.

Chenbei felt that he was frozen, his whole body trembled violently, and his palms gradually lost sensation.

He tried to open his personal dashboard and was unsuccessful.

The feature is locked!

The player base can't be opened either.

Even the management group is gone.

Only Chenbei was left alone, completely cut off from the outside world.

How long has it been?

I'm afraid it's only been a few minutes since I came in, or even less.

In such a short period of time, Chenbei has already felt tortured.

His consciousness began to drift and his mind was full of thoughts.

Sometimes I fantasize about a horrific vision in the dark.

Sometimes reminiscing about past experiences.

Fantasy fills time and makes him forget the despair he is in for a while.

He thought about his childhood experiences.

I thought of my friends at that time.

I thought about the day my parents were in a car accident.

I thought of the rustle of the pen during the exam.

I thought about the first day of employment and saw the beautician of the deceased applying makeup to the deceased.

The cremation area was also seen, where the bodies were sent to the crematorium, burned to ashes and then pulled out.

The ashes that have just been burned actually have a lot of bones and solids, which need to be broken up and put into the urn.

Before Chenbei entered the game, he was dealing with death every day.

The cries of the families of the deceased in the farewell hall would have touched him and empathized with him the first two times, but then he slowly became numb.

He has witnessed too many deaths.

I don't know how many coffins I've seen alone.

And it was the first time that he entered the coffin and lay down.

Chenbei thought about it for a long time.

The question is, how long is a long time?

How much time has passed?

When will it end?

Or maybe he's dead.

In the future, they will continue to sink in this endless darkness.

Endless, boundless.

There is only darkness.

"Let me out!!"

Chenbei roared in his heart and tried to push the coffin lid open.