[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Li Mochou was not familiar with Hu Fei, but after all, they had fought side by side for several months. Although she was not familiar with the person, she was very familiar with his skills. Without saying a word, she turned around and pinched Hu Fei's clothes, and at the same time pinched the big cockroach hanging on his clothes.

The big cockroach was still tenaciously alive, but Li Mochou squeezed it in a hurry and made the cockroach burst. Fortunately, it was dark downstairs and she couldn't see what it was. She just felt sticky on her hands. The Red Snake Fairy didn't care and rubbed it quietly on Hu Fei's back. The two of them started running upstairs.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you bring me here? What kind of monster is that with black energy coming out of it?" Li Mochou looked around and asked questions in rapid succession.

Hu Fei said: "I'll explain it to you later, meet up with your teammates first!"

Without Hu Fei's explanation, Li Mochou also sensed the danger here. The big meat ball that had been bumping into them had disappeared at some point, and there was a strong wind behind her. The darkness turned into a ghost hand and grabbed her. The stairs under her feet were also not right. She always missed a step for no reason. Fortunately, both of them were good at light work, so they didn't roll down.

In just three or five breaths, the two of them had already reached the top floor. Jing Wuming said, "Go to the tea room. There aren't many ghosts left. Be careful not to be dragged in by the darkness!"

Hu Fei took the lead, and the four people lined up and retreated into a room on the side.

There was a candle lit on the coffee table. The dim candlelight made the faces of the people sitting on the sofa look anxious.

"You mean, as long as we can survive until dawn, you and the detective team will be able to clear the case?" Hua Manlou pondered, "Now that Lu Xiaofeng and Yue Lingshan have been removed, there are only three ghosts left here."

Jing Wuming said: "The remaining three are the real trouble."

It goes without saying that Xiaolongnu has the skill to make the world full of love. Once controlled, there is no power to fight back. Nana's ability is even more terrifying. Jing Wuming still hasn't figured out how his heart got out and how it came back.

And the flying ball of meat, needless to say, was naturally transformed from the short and fat man. Hu Fei said that the ball of meat was very strange. It could only hit you, but you couldn't touch it. If you were hit by it, I'm afraid all the bones in your body would be broken.

At this point, the original intention of the game is clear.

This is a final exam for the detective team and the terror team. Everyone has their own script. Some people are killed, some are murderers, and evil spirits disguise themselves as humans to lurk among them. The killed people will eventually become evil spirits, and the murderers will have to live in fear of being hunted by evil spirits until dawn...

The task of the detective team is to solve the case, clarify their own and their teammates' identities, try to prevent their companions from being killed and turned into ghosts, and then find the murderer and the hidden ghosts based on the clues. The terror team must cooperate with the detectives and use their own experience to help them solve the attacks of ghosts.

What a thrilling level! These people played it to the point of collapse! After all, the game is just data. No matter how sophisticated the algorithm is, it can never predict that there will be players who do not follow the routine! Teammates die, they die, they become ghosts, no one cares at all. The most unethical thing is that they omitted the process of distinguishing ghosts and monsters. No matter whether you are a ghost or a human, you will be killed. If you are a ghost, it's fine. If you are a human, it's bad luck.

As for points, I don’t care about them at all. I’ll take as many as I can. As long as the game is released, I’m everyone’s dad!

Li Mochou asked, "So for the next three hours, we can only hide?" She snorted coldly, "I really don't understand. Since you can exchange the ghosts, why don't you just exchange them all? Wouldn't that be easier?"

Jing Wuming shook his head and said, "No, ghost attacks are part of this game. If all the ghosts are gone, I'm afraid the sun will never rise outside."

Li Mochou shut up. Fortunately, it was safe here for the time being. She was still thinking about the progress of the storybook, so she went to the live broadcast room to check on the situation at home.

This sight almost made me angry.

Lu Xiaofeng and Yue Lingshan have already regained their human appearance! They actually took over the work of her and Hua Manlou! That would be fine, but the damn three of them changed her outline without permission!
The plot changes from the love-hate relationship between two men to the history of the gang's growth and development and some stories of loving father and filial piety!
Stop it! You won't get any points like this!
The Red Snake Fairy started to send out a series of remote writing instructions, but she couldn't send out any more after sending out seven or eight lines! Then the system sent a reminder: You have been banned from the Miaobishenghua live broadcast room.

Li Mochou: …My blood pressure instantly rose to 280.

Hua Manlou also went to the live broadcast room to take a look. He was not as angry as Li Mochou. He especially found Lu Xiaofeng scratching his ears and writing furiously quite interesting.

The candles burned quietly, and soon one of them burned out. Jing Wuming took out another one from the drawer under the coffee table and lit it. He was not afraid of the dark, but he was afraid of falling asleep. If there was a beam of light in front of him, he would not fall asleep so easily.

Hu Fei was holding the knife, his head nodding. He was immediately awakened from his doze by the flicker of the candlelight, and he rubbed his face and asked, "What time is it now?"

Jing Wuming said, "It's just past midnight."

Hu Fei yawned and said jokingly, "Why is it just after midnight? We have been here for a while, but no ghosts have come in to disturb us. Could it be that the game saw that we have been tired for a long time and left us some time to rest?"

Jing Wuming sneered, but the muscles on his face didn't seem to leave room for a smile, so his sneer looked quite terrifying.

Hu Fei was so amused that he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Jing Wuming asked: "Didn't you notice that there's one person missing?"

Hu Fei was stunned: "Few people? Few..." His eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped up from the sofa, striding out with a knife in his hand.

Although he really disliked Wen Xue'an, he couldn't just ignore his life or death. After all, the lives of his two teammates depended on him.

……

Wen Xue'an was tortured miserably.

He didn't know yet that he had been cruelly abandoned and forgotten by his teammates. He was just wondering why all the ghosts were coming for him?

He was trapped by the tide of darkness. The red-clothed female ghost screamed and pulled out his intestines, one section at a time. He had to follow every step the female ghost took, otherwise his intestines would be torn. He endured the severe pain, stumbling, and recalled all the bad things he had done in the first half of his life. Finally, he closed his eyes with a dead heart.

He doesn't believe in retribution, he doesn't think he did anything wrong, he feels extremely wronged and resentful about what happened to him!

He naturally knew that all this was an illusion, and the ghosts had blinded his five senses. He could only tell himself over and over again that the pain was fake, everything was fake!
He doesn't want to die!

As he was dragged around by the ghost, he had only one thought in his mind: time should pass faster, faster! The sky should get brighter soon!

Of course the situation will not go as he wishes!
A white silk thread broke through the air and wrapped around Wen Xue'an's neck like a spirit snake, pulling him back!
Even though he couldn't see who was coming, he knew that it must be Xiaolongnu!

We are teammates!
Wen Xue'an was filled with resentment, but he could not stand the tightness of the white silk. His eyeballs almost popped out and he could no longer cry out in pain. His throat gurgled, and his whole body was pulled sideways by two forces and hung in the air.

He watched with his own eyes as his abdomen turned blood red and a large amount of blood gushed out. Gradually, he could no longer feel the pain, only numbness. His abdomen was numb, his scalp was numb, his hands, feet, lips, tongue, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all numb!
Am I really going to die? Is this really an illusion?
A few snowflakes flashed before his eyes, and he vaguely heard a loud noise, as if something hit the ground and then bounced back suddenly!
Peng, Peng, Peng!
He couldn't see anything. He only heard the third "bang bang" sound. Then he felt a cold and piercing thing approaching, and then he was knocked away by a huge force!

It hurts.

This time it was definitely not an illusion. The pain was extremely real. Wen Xue'an's mind had never been so clear. The sense of illusion was shattered. He knew that he had broken the solid wooden stair railing and hit the steps hard. His lumbar vertebrae actually smashed the seven-inch thick marble.

He was about to fall apart, his internal organs were about to shift, and even his soul was about to leave his body!
Black hands stretched out from the void, and it seemed that they wanted to drag him back. Wen Xue'an took a deep breath and crawled upstairs, with the black hands chasing him relentlessly.

Bang--bang--

The huge ball of meat came crashing down again, the long white silk hung in the air, and cold and chilling laughter echoed in the eardrums.

Wen Xue'an could only run, run as hard as he could!
His martial arts skills were not bad, but he just couldn't climb up the six-story spiral staircase!
He was on the verge of despair.

"then!"

A loud shout!
Hu Fei fell from the sky, and flying faster than Hu Fei were two stones.

Flint!

Wen Xue'an's eyes lit up, and he felt a little relieved. He took the flint, rubbed it, and with a whoosh, the spark directly burned Bai Ling who was chasing him.

The flames burned fiercely like dragons, and the flames dispelled the darkness. A girl in a white dress stood in front of the flames. A cold smile hung on the lips of the little dragon girl, and she raised her gray and scary hand...

"No!" Wen Xue'an's eyes were red with anger. His fear of this action was engraved into his soul, and before he had time to think, his body had already jumped a hundred meters away.

The skill of making the world full of love has an effective range of only a hundred meters.

Hu Fei had naturally seen the power of this skill, and he ran quite fast. The two of them rushed to the top floor as if in a competition.

"Go to the tea room, everyone is here!"

"No need!" Wen Xue'an laughed strangely, and it was this laugh that made Hu Fei's radar go wild.

As he expected, Wen Xue'an, the always sinister and despicable man, actually stood in front of him resolutely, and the meatball was about to hit him!

Of course, Hu Fei did not forget Wen Xue'an's skills.

As long as this guy is willing to sacrifice himself for others just once, he can trigger the "Halo of the Virgin Mary". Once the halo is turned on, everyone in this room will have to kneel down and kiss his right foot!

I bother!

Hu Fei was quick and pulled Wen Xue'an behind him, using the eagle-catching-chicken trick to resist the impact of the meat ball.

At the same time, the door of the tea room opened, Hua Manlou grabbed Wen Xuean's clothes and pulled them both in.

The door was shut tightly, as if all dangers were kept out.

Hu Fei leaned back on the sofa and took two breaths, then said angrily, "Wen Xue'an! You finally revealed your true colors!"

Wen Xuean cursed: "What true identity? My true identity is your father!"

(End of this chapter)