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Chapter 540 Juicy Island (forty-six)

It became increasingly difficult to move my feet, and my shoulders became heavier and heavier.

Even the air that penetrated the lungs became extremely cold, making people shiver.

The unexplained feeling of depression expanded rapidly in just a few seconds, leaving people with nowhere to escape.

When Tianma Xingkong came to the dead body, he was completely surrounded by fear...

He wanted to look back at his teammates, but found that he could no longer look away... His eyes were fixed on the face of the corpse, and his hands froze in place uncontrollably, keeping

The angle at which the flashlight is tilted upward.

At this moment, deathly silence fell.

Tianma Xingkong suddenly couldn't even hear his own breathing... He seemed to be standing in a still world, his body shrouded in darkness, and his mind occupied by panic.

It was at this moment that the dead body... stopped shaking.

He slowly raised his head, revealing his face hidden in the shadows.

Two cloudy eyeballs rolled under his eyelids, and the tongue hanging from his mouth was drooling.

He grinned at Tianma Xingkong, but said nothing.

After a few seconds, his fingers twitched twice, and then his whole arm began to swing.

Then... the corpse raised his hands and tried to untie the rope around his neck.

But he couldn't untie it...because the rope was very tight.

"Uh...ah..." Several low and vague sounds came out of his throat, which sounded painful.

After several failed attempts, he began to dig at his neck with his nails...

The sound of the skin being cut by nails is very interesting, it sounds like a "mudgy" feeling.

After a while, the neck of the "dead corpse" became bloody and bloody. But he still refused to let go and grabbed more and more frantically...

There were constant splashes of blood dripping on Tianma Xingkong's face and body.

Finally, a huge drop of blood fell on the glass at the front of the flashlight. Then... everything in front of Brother Ma's eyes turned bright red.

Scarlet beam, dark stage, bloody performance, trembling audience.

Witnessing this vivid scene at close range undoubtedly increased Tianma Xingkong's fright level, but he couldn't resist... because he had completely lost control of his body and couldn't even close his eyes.

…………

"What's wrong with him?" Honghu, who was standing in the distance, looked suspicious and said in a worried tone.

"Hmm...did you see any clues?" Atobe continued.

In their sight, the hanging corpse dozens of meters away was still floating in the air. Tianma Xingkong was standing two meters in front of the corpse, holding a flashlight in a daze.

"Something's wrong... He's been standing motionless for two minutes." Feng Bujue continued with a solemn expression, "I suspect... he's hit a skill."

"Is it some kind of immobilization technique..." Honghu continued and looked over there, "But after immobilizing Tianma Xingkong, the 'hanging corpse' did not launch any follow-up attacks..."

"Maybe... the monster can't move when it activates its skills?" Atobe guessed.

"It makes sense..." Honghu said. "Then we..." He turned to look at Feng Bujue, "go up and help?"

"Well, I definitely have to go...but it's best not to go there together." Feng Bujue said, "Think about it...if this is a regional skill and everyone who walks into its range will be directly affected, then we

It is very likely that the whole army will be wiped out here."

"Then...get another one?" Atobe asked tentatively.

"No, two." Feng Bujue replied. He turned to look at Honghu, "Atobu and I will go over, you stay."

Honghu thought for two seconds: "What you mean is...if the situation is different..."

"... Just launch an attack from a distance." Feng Bujue continued what Hong Hu said, "Use the light arrow to hit the hanging corpse in the air."

"What if I still haven't solved the problem after fighting..." Honghu said again.

"Then just act according to your own circumstances..." Feng Bujue said.

"Okay..." Honghu adjusted his glasses and replied in a rather helpless tone.

Honghu also understood that Feng Bujue's decision to let him stay was a carefully considered one. The words "act according to circumstances" contained great trust.

"OK, then...Atobu." Brother Jue immediately patted Abu on the shoulder and gestured, "Follow me." Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped out.

"Hey! Aren't you going to ask for my opinion?" Atobe shouted in a lowered voice, "I haven't agreed to go with you yet!"

Feng Bujue heard the sound and applied an emergency brake. He turned around and squinted at the other party: "Are you [beep——] coming?"

In a sense, Brother Jue's words are indeed asking for opinions...

"Uh... come on... come on..." Atobe hesitated for two seconds, then picked up the flashlight and followed.

"Hurry up as you come." Feng Bujue responded, then turned around and moved forward again.

He had eyes in all directions and ears in all directions. He held a searchlight and walked quickly. In a short time, he was close to Tianma Xingkong's back...

In Feng Bujue's eyes, the dead body had not become active, and he did not deliberately shine a search light on the corpse's face.

"Hey, Brother Xiaoma." It only took Feng Bujue a dozen seconds to walk one meter behind Tianma Xingkong, and called out to him softly, "It's me, what's wrong with you?"

Two words came out of my mouth, but the other party didn't react at all.

Feng Bujue immediately turned his head and wanted to say something to Jibu behind him, but unexpectedly...

"Huh?" Brother Jue turned around and found that the scene behind him had turned into a dark scene. Where was anyone there?

At this time, a chill came quietly...

This is definitely not a psychological effect (Brother Jue is very sure about this), but a real cold.

"Ha..." Facing this horrifying scene, Feng Bujue actually smiled, "I see..." he muttered to himself, "This is such an ability..."

After saying that, he turned around and stepped forward, raising his hand to grab Tianma Xingkong's shoulder.

As a result... as soon as his palm touched Xiao Ma's body, the latter's head fell off and rolled to the ground...

"Well..." Feng Bujue looked at the bloody head on the ground and said in a relaxed tone, "It's interesting...anything else?"

"You seem..." The dead body hanging high began to speak, "...you are different."

"Oh? Why can't you see it?" Feng Bujue walked around the "Little Ma" in front of him and walked to the dead body like he was strolling in the courtyard.

"The fear in your heart..." the other party replied, "cannot be induced..."

"Do you even need to tell me this?" Feng Bujue said with a smile, "I thought... you wanted to say that I'm 'handsome and unique' or something like that."

"Hmph... don't be proud..." the corpse snorted coldly. "You are still under my control..."

…………

Time goes back a little bit...

Look at Atobe’s perspective one minute ago…

He picked up the flashlight and followed Brother Jue.

They were silent all the way, and within ten seconds, the two of them had approached Tianma Xingkong and the hanging corpse.

"Hey, are you okay?" said "Feng Bujue" in front of him, and then reached out to grab "Brother Xiao Ma"'s shoulder. As a result, the latter's head broke from his neck without any warning and fell to the ground.

on the ground.

For a moment, a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound of "Tianma Xingkong", and it seemed like a rain of blood fell around him.

Faced with this sudden change, Atobu was naturally frightened and felt at a loss.

But at this moment, the headless body of "Heavenly Horse and Unconstrained" actually started to move...

He suddenly turned around and shined the flashlight in his hand, which was already stained with blood, on "Feng Bujue".

When the scarlet light touched "Feng Bujue's" body, he screamed in pain, and his body quickly turned into blood under the light...

"Ah——" Atobu shouted when he saw this.

As the saying goes, extreme happiness leads to sadness, extreme fear leads to anger. The current situation obviously belongs to the latter situation.

Driven by fear, he lost rational thinking and rushed forward following instinct...

What the trace department is thinking at this moment is: That headless "Tianma Xingkong" is definitely not himself anymore. He has already killed Feng Bujue. I can't sit still and wait for death!

After making up his mind to attack, Atobu reached into his bag to take out his weapon.

unexpectedly……

"What's going on?" Atobe's face turned pale because he suddenly discovered that his luggage was empty...

"How is this possible..." Atobe quickly opened the game menu to check, but he was surprised to find that not only the luggage, but also the skill bar was empty...

His heart and pupils were extremely contracted at this moment. He moved his gaze upwards and looked at the team column, only to see this line there: [No one can save you]

Atobe couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at the status bar again, only to see... his survival, physical and spiritual energy values ​​were all empty, and the level actually showed level 1.

"Hehehe..." Suddenly there was a burst of laughter.

Atobu was instantly startled, took two steps back, then raised his head again and walked away.

It turned out that it was the dead body hanging in the air that was laughing, and he was smiling so proudly...

A few seconds later, the dead corpse raised his head and said, "Don't worry, you still have a companion..." He paused and then continued grimly, "He is behind you now."

Snapped--

Almost at the moment the word "behind" was spoken, a bloody hand grabbed Atobe's shoulder.

"Don't look back!" Honghu's firm voice sounded, "Listen to me, Atobe, you don't have to be afraid, these are all illusions."

This sentence made Atobe calm down a little, and he nodded: "Then what should I do?"

"Don't panic, just take a look at the taskbar first." Honghu continued, "Just follow the content in it."

"Okay." Atobe responded calmly. At the same time, he opened the game menu again and entered the taskbar.

Who would have thought... the window on the taskbar was actually a pale color, with a line of blood scrawled in the middle - [Come to the underworld and accompany us...]

At the same time, "Honghu"'s voice suddenly turned into a sad cry: "Have you finished reading it... Take a snapshot..."

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