Thriller Paradise

It’s getting harder and harder to move your feet and your shoulders are getting more and more heavy.

Even the air that was drilled into the lungs became extremely cold and made people snoring.

Unexplained, the feeling of depression suddenly expanded in just a few seconds, leaving nowhere to escape.

When the horse came to the dead body that day, he was completely surrounded by fear...

He wants to look back at the situation of his teammates, but finds that he can't look away... his eyes are stuck on the face of the body, his hands are still in control, and remain in place. The angle at which the flashlight is tilted upwards.

This moment, the death of death comes.

Suddenly, even the sound of his breath could not be heard... He stood in a still world, the body was shrouded in darkness, and the mind was occupied by panic.

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

He slowly raised his head and revealed his face hidden in the shadow.

Two turbid eyeballs flipped under his eyelids, and the tongue licking his mouth was running with water.

He grinned and smiled, but did not speak.

After a few seconds, his fingers twitched twice and the whole arm swayed.

Then... the dead body raised his hands and tried to solve the rope on his neck.

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

"Oh...ah..." There were a few low-pitched voices in his throat that sounded painful.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he began to use his nails to lick his neck...

The sound of the flesh being nailed down by the nails is very interesting, and it sounds like a "muddy feeling."

Not much time. The neck of the "dead" became bloody. But he is still not arrogant, more frantic and slammed...

There are constantly **** drops that fall on the empty face and body.

at last. A huge blood drop fell on the glass at the front of the flashlight. So... everything in front of Xiaoma’s eyes turned bright red.

Scarlet beams, dark stage, **** performances, trembling audience.

Seeing this lively scene from close quarters will undoubtedly increase the scare value of the sky, but he can't resist it...because he has completely lost control of his body, he can't even close his eyes.

............

"What happened to him?" Hongjun, standing in the distance, was suspicious. I read in a worried tone.

"Well... is there any clue?" The tracker picked up.

In their sight, the hanging corpse tens of meters away is still floating in the air. And Tianma is standing two meters in front of the body, holding a flashlight in a daze.

"I'm not right... He has been standing still for two minutes." Unconsciously, he answered with a dignified look. "I doubt... he is a middle skill."

"Is it a certain skill?" Hongjun looked at the other side and looked at it. "But after fixing the sky, the hang-up did not launch any follow-up attacks..."

"Maybe... the monster can't move when he starts the skill?" the tracker guessed.

"It makes sense..." Hongjun said. "Then we..." He turned his head and looked at the seal. "Go up and help?"

"Well, I definitely have to go... but it's better not to go together." Feng Shuai said, "You think about it... In case this is a regional skill, it will let all people who walk into its scope directly recruit, then we It is very likely that the whole army will be wiped out here."

"That... go one more?" asked the tracer.

"No, two." Feng did not feel back. And turned to look at Hongjun, "I and the traces in the past, you stay."

Hong Yi thought for two seconds: "What do you mean... if the situation is different..."

"...you will launch an attack directly in the distance." Feng Shuai then said, "The light is used to hit the body that hangs in the air."

"If I hit it, I still haven't solved the problem..." Hongjun said again.

"Then you will see the opportunity to act..." I don’t know.

"Okay..." Hongjun helped the glasses. Go back in a rather helpless tone.

Hong Hao also understands that he chose to leave him. It is well thought out. The words "seeing the opportunity to act" contain a lot of trust.

"OK, then... traces." Jing Ge immediately took the shoulders of the track and made a gesture, "Follow me." The voice has not fallen, he has already stepped out.

"Hey! Don't you ask for my opinion?" The tracker lowered his voice and said, "I haven't agreed to go with you!"

I didn’t hear the sound, I came to an emergency brake, and I squinted at each other: "Do you come to him [哔-]?"

In a certain sense, this sentence of Jue Ge is indeed asking for opinions...

"Oh... come... come..." The track hesitated for two seconds, or grabbed the flashlight to keep up.

"Come on, hurry." Feng did not feel a sigh, and then turned around again.

He has six eyes, listens to all directions, holds a light, and travels under his feet. Not a moment, it’s close to the sky behind you...

In the eyes of the unconscious, the dead body did not become a state of activity, and he did not deliberately use the light to illuminate the face of the body.

"Hey, Xiaoma Ge." It took only a dozen seconds for Feng Shou to walk to the back of Tianma, and shouted the other party. "I am, what happened to you?"

Two sentences were exported, but the other party did not respond at all.

I didn’t feel that I turned my head and wanted to say something to the traces behind me. I didn’t expect...

“Well?” I felt that when I turned back, I found that the back turned out to be a dark scene. Where else is there?

At this point, a chill, quietly hit...

This is certainly not a psychological effect (I feel very confident about it), but a real cold.

"Oh..." In the face of this creepy scene, I still laughed. "It turned out to be..." He said to himself, "This is the ability..."

After that, he turned to his front and raised his hand to grab the shoulders of the sky.

As a result... his palm just touched the body of the little horse. The latter’s head fell and fell to the ground...

"Well..." I couldn’t help but look at the head of the face who was bloody. Said in a relaxed tone, "a little bit of meaning... is there still?"

"You seem..." The dead body hanging from the heights, talking at this time, "...is different."

"Oh? Why do you see it?" Fengshou walked in the air and walked around the "Little Horse" in front of him. He walked to the front of the dead body.

"The fear in your heart..." The other party replied, "I can't be induced..."

"Do you still tell me?" I laughed. "I thought... you want to say that I am 'very handsome, so cute.'"

"Oh... don't be proud..." The dead body said coldly. "You are still in my control..."

............

Time is a little backward...

Look at the perspective of the track before a minute...

He took a flashlight and followed him to go.

All the way, no matter how much, a couple of seconds of effort, the two have approached the sky and the hanging body.

"Hey, you're fine." The "Fabulous" in front said such a sentence, then reached out to grab the shoulder of "Little Horse." As a result, the latter's skull broke from the neck without warning and fell to the ground.

For a time, a lot of blood was sprayed out from the wounds of "the sky and the sky", and it seemed like a **** rain.

In the face of this sudden change, the track was naturally scared. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed.

At this moment, the headless body of "the sky is empty" has actually moved up...

I saw that he suddenly turned around, and the flashlight that had already been covered with blood in his hand was "unstopped."

When the scarlet light touched the "unblocked" body, he groaned in pain, his body under the light. Has quickly turned into blood...

"Ah--" The traces were seen and screamed.

As the saying goes. Le is very sad, fear is extremely angry. The traces at the moment are clearly in the latter case.

Driven by fear, he lost his rational thinking and followed the instinct and rushed up...

What I think in the mind of this engraved department is that the headless "fighting" is definitely not my own. He has already killed the seal, I can't sit still!

After making up his mind to attack, the traces reached out into the bag and wanted to take out the weapon.

unexpectedly……

"What happened?" The face of the track became pale, because he suddenly found out that the bag was empty...

"How is this possible..." The track quickly opened the game menu for inspection, but he was surprised to find that not only the bag, but also the skill bar was empty...

His heart and pupils were extremely contracted at this moment. He moved the line of sight and went to the team bar. He saw a line like this: [No one can save you]

The traces couldn't believe their eyes. He looked at the status bar again, but saw that his own survival, physical strength, and spiritual power were all empty, and the level was actually level 1.

"Hehehe..." There was a burst of laughter coming.

The track is a moment of excitement, two steps back, and then look up and follow the sound.

It turned out that the dead body hanging in the air was laughing, he smiled so smugly...

After a few seconds, the dead body looked up and said, "Don't worry, you still have a companion..." He paused and sneaked. "He is right behind you now."

Snapped--

Almost at the moment of the "back" word exit, a **** hand grabbed the shoulders of the track.

"Don't look back!" Hongjun's firm voice sounded. "Listen to me, you don't have to worry about the traces. These are hallucinations."

This sentence made the track a little calmer. He nodded. "What should I do?"

"Don't panic, you should look at the taskbar first." Hongjun said, "Do it according to the contents inside."

"Good." The track was forced to calm down. At the same time, he opened the game menu again and entered the taskbar.

Who knows... The window of the taskbar is actually a pale color, with a line of scribbled blood in the middle--[Come on us to accompany us...]

At the same time, the voice of "Hongjun" has become a sorrowful sorrow: "You haven't finished watching...the snapshot is done..."