Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 172 Escape from the Horror Game (16)

It's a pity that their wailing cannot arouse Elena's sympathy. On the contrary, the more painful they are, the crueler the smile on Elena's face becomes.

Their bodies were no longer under their control, and only their revived souls were trembling helplessly.

What's more terrifying than death is to be trapped in a fruitless reincarnation.

"Ahhhh-I don't want to dance! No! Give me my body back!"

The music was melodious, and everyone danced to the cheerful rhythm. Their bodies showed stretched and elegant postures, but their faces showed panic. They initially begged in a low voice, but then turned into angry curses.

"You are a lunatic who knows nothing about it. A devil like you will definitely go to hell, definitely!"

Hearing this hysterical curse, Elena had no special reaction. No matter whether it was praise or criticism, she could not be moved for a moment.

However, she has never liked people who are too noisy. Noisy things are really disturbing. Elina gracefully raised her right hand and waved it in the air, as if waving an invisible baton in the air, guiding a harmonious concert.

A fine gilt sewing box appeared out of thin air, sharp needles floated out of it, flew out of the void, and stopped in front of Hu Lingling, who was howling the loudest.

"You are too noisy and I don't like it."

The next second, the needle and thread suspended in the void seemed to sense the silent call of the master, and approached Hu Lingling's chapped lips due to roaring. The tip of the needle flashed with cold light, and with an irresistible force, it penetrated mercilessly. .

"Uuuuuu——"

The needle tip danced in the air, up and down, and the originally pure white cotton thread turned bright red under the blood. In just a few seconds, most of Hu Lingling's mouth was sewn shut with dense needle threads.

She didn't dare to yell and curse anymore, and she didn't have the ability to continue to curse.

Elena seemed to deliberately torture her mentality, and the speed of moving the needle became slower and slower. The slower the needle tip penetrated the skin, the more obvious the dull pain it caused. This dull pain was unbearable for Hu Lingling. She inhaled gently, trying to relieve the burning feeling around her lips.

Along with her dancing movements, the speed of the needle tip increased, and she deliberately pulled it outward after passing through it. The skin and flesh were lifted up by the cotton thread, and she gave a forced smile. Paired with the red and swollen eyes from crying and mottled cheeks, he looks as ridiculous as a defeated clown.

"Then you are wrong. Going to hell is not a terrible punishment for me."

"Because the devil was born in hell."

"Hahahahaha-"

The pain was felt in many wounds on her body. Hu Lingling could no longer concentrate on understanding the content of this sentence and could only continue to be manipulated to dance.

The sharp needle paused temporarily in the air, swaying in the direction of Elena, as if asking her if she wanted to continue.

Elena raised her chin slightly, her intention self-evident.

After receiving this silent instruction, the sharp needle quickly accelerated and sealed Hu Lingling's mouth tightly in just a few strokes. From a distance, it looked like a woman with a gaping mouth laughing ferociously, which was creepy.

Elina seemed to feel that the dance steps of the people present lacked grace, and she planned to add some special stakes to this boring game.

While performing the next rhythmic dance step, a man suddenly reached out and pinched the neck of the lady opposite him. The lady's eyes widened in fear, as if she couldn't understand why her companion suddenly acted like this. The person involved was also very scared, opened his mouth wide, and tried his best to take back his outstretched hand. The strong external pressure suffocated the lady, and with a click, her neck was directly cut off. The sound of struggling stopped suddenly, and the upright body completely collapsed, turning into an unconscious corpse.

The dancing around them did not stop. Those who were still spinning on the dance floor continued their dance as if they were not aware of the tragedy happening around them. People fell down one after another on the dance floor, and each fall announced the loss of a life. They experienced their second death on this night.

Qin Keming felt that he was going crazy again, and his mood that had finally calmed down suddenly fluctuated violently again. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could recall the scene of his companions' first death, but when he opened his eyes, he could see the second scene. Second-rate……

It's not easy for the dead, and it's not much better for the living.

"The atmosphere is just right now. Do you want to dance with me?"

Hearing this voice, Qin Keming and Jiang Qiucheng looked up at the same time.

Elina stretched out her white hand and motioned for Jiang Qiucheng to take her. Looking at the slender hand in front of her, Jiang Qiucheng hesitated for a moment.

"Ah? Are you asking me?"

Jiang Qiucheng stretched out his hand and pointed at himself with some uncertainty.

"Of course, I'm inviting you."

After hearing the affirmative answer, Jiang Qiucheng still felt a little confused and unreal. He actually invited her to dance. Could it be a prelude to death...

"Sorry, I can't dance, so I might not be able to help."

Faced with this sudden situation, Jiang Qiucheng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but before she could finish her words, Elina started laughing.

"What's the problem? I can help you."

Jiang Qiucheng didn't understand what these words meant for a moment, but the next second, her hands uncontrollably touched Elina's soft waist along the graceful curvature of her body. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't struggle at all. movements, docilely relying on her arms.

Qin Keming was invisibly excluded. Looking at the figures huddled together in front of him, he looked suspicious of life.

no? Could it be that the scripts they got were different?

Being so close, you can even hear each other's heartbeats clearly, but who would have thought that behind such a vivid heartbeat is the body of a devil? Jiang Qiucheng thought silently in his heart.

The faint fragrance of the girl lingered on the tip of her nose, as if a blooming rose was releasing its fragrant scent. This fragrance was not so strong that it was pungent, but rather intoxicating.

The skin under her hands conveyed a warm touch through the long silk skirt, causing Jiang Qiucheng's fingers to move closer. It seemed that she was shocked by her own offense and wanted to force her hands away. , but the hand seemed to be stained with glue and remained motionless. Jiang Qiucheng smiled awkwardly.

After noticing Jiang Qiucheng's little movements, Elina smiled softly.

"You're so cute."

Jiang Qiucheng, who received the compliment, did not feel proud, but looked at the other party more seriously. Under Elina's control, her movements became extremely standard, as if she were a noble prince who had been traveling in Vanity Fair for a long time, and her every move revealed a careless nobility.