Unlimited cheating in the horror world

Huang Hao jumped down vertically, fell behind the third deck, and broke his right leg.

He cried and hugged his legs, regretting that he should have danced with Shen Congran and the others just now.

But now that his leg is broken, he doesn't have the courage to continue jumping down, and he doesn't know if Shen Congran and that man are still alive.

Holding back the severe pain, he dragged his body and curled up to the corner, as if the ghosts here had followed him, otherwise he would have been caught by a group of ghosts just now when he fell.

Lifting up the trouser legs, Huang Hao saw that the bones in his calf were broken and the flesh was protruding out, bleeding profusely, and he dared not touch the wound with trembling hands.

Now there is no rescue, no golden protection, and it is not time to end the mission.

He only hoped that Shen Congran would really have a way to suppress the evil spirits, so that the mission would end early and he would still be able to save his life.

Leaning against the wall for a short rest, thinking of something else to distract his attention, his legs have already started to go numb, but these wounds will heal when he returns to reality.

After staying like this for a while, Huang Hao, who was tense, heard a faint creaking sound, which was the sound of someone walking on the floor.

At this moment, all his attention was focused on listening to the source of the sound, and he even forgot about the pain in his leg.

"Crunch—crunch—"

The voice was getting closer and closer, Huang Hao frantically took out his two talismans, which were the only props he could use to protect himself.

As a result, I found that one of them was broken, probably because it was accidentally broken when it was squeezed on the fourth floor.

Huang Hao, who originally wanted to keep calm, came from it, tears flowed silently, he just wanted to survive.

And the voice was getting closer and closer, and soon the thing that made the voice came in front of him. Huang Hao raised his head and saw the familiar face, which was his former "colleague".

Last time he was dismissed by his talisman, but this time, will it still work?

"Hee hee..." It was that familiar and annoying laughter again.

Huang Hao wiped away his tears, and directly showed his last magic talisman.

·

After Wang Mo ran out from the fourth floor, he killed a few more ghosts blocking the way, and found a place to hide.

Now most of the ghosts have been attracted away. Although he can deal with some of them, there is no guarantee that some powerful ghosts will not leave.

He may not be able to run if he encounters it, and this time the harvest is already good, and the end of the task time is not far away.

He was not at ease on the fourth floor. The scene of Shao Tong's murder was still vivid in his memory. Wang Mo chose to come to the second floor, where there are more places to hide.

He was taken to the second floor after he came to this cruise ship, but he was still shocked to see this hellish scene.

After a massacre left a mess everywhere, Wang Mo found a direction lightly and casually.

After walking for a while, he found that he came to the back kitchen, and there was still blood on the ground. He would definitely not enter the open back kitchen, so he continued to walk in.

Finally came to a cold room, the door was slightly closed, and there was not much blood here, maybe there were few people who came here before, which also meant that the ghosts here probably all retreated.

Wang Mo gently opened it, the mahogany sword in his hand was ready to cut at any time.

After a glance, he found nothing unusual, and finally walked in and closed the door.

But he didn't realize that when he walked forward, water began to seep on the ground.

Wang Mo opened the door of the freezer again, and a burst of cool air blew in. He didn't think it was necessary to go in, just stay here.

But as soon as this idea came to his mind, he felt something was wrong.

After turning back suddenly, he trembled all over.

Isn't the familiar face in front of him, that red hair and face, the dead Shao Tong?

This ghost is still adjusting the fit of the skin bag, but his eyes are fixed on Wang Mo. He slipped away from his hand before, but this time he will not let it go.

Wang Mo knew that the stronger the ghost, the more he would stare at a person until he killed him.

But although he is afraid now, it is not that he has no cards. Even Shao Tong has saved a red-grade magic talisman, so how could he not have one.

Wang Mo took out the talisman, the ghost was obviously afraid of the talisman, the light on his head began to flicker, flickering on and off.

No matter how frightened he was, he would run out, and with a snap, the light in the refrigerator was completely off, and he couldn't see anything. Wang Mo was frightened.

He stood there looking around, but couldn't see anything.

Suddenly something touched his arm, "Die!" Wang Mo yelled and posted the talisman, but only touched the air.

He withdrew his hand and squeezed the talisman tightly. This was his last straw.

Wang Mo plucked up the courage to go forward, as long as he touched the door to open, he could see his surroundings clearly.

He dragged his two legs and moved towards the door in his memory.

"Tick-tock--"

The sound of water came from next to his ears, and the chill on Wang Mo's body intensified. Except for the hand that was holding the talisman tightly, other parts began to feel weak.

In this tense moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Ah!" Wang Mo cried and pressed the talisman to his shoulder, but he still didn't touch the ghost.

Now his legs started to feel weak, and it was difficult for him to take a step. Fear continued to eat away at his heart, and then he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

His thoughts began to fluctuate, whether he was going to die here.

Why did you come here before, even if you protect those people first, it is better than dealing with this ghost.

Wang Mo began to regret, regret tormenting his heart.

His breathing became short of breath, and there was no one else in the darkness except him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to sense who is standing beside him, it must be that ghost.

Moreover, the person's sense of crisis reminded him that the other party was approaching and approaching again.

don't want……

do not come……

Wang Mo shouted in his heart, by the way, he still has a magic talisman, if it hits the mark, he will be saved.

Finally something poked him, Wang Mo put the talisman on it regardless, but the touch didn't seem to be a body part.

There was no reaction, the touch disappeared instantly, and his talisman was gone.

The lights came on again, and the ghost stood in front of Wang Mo, with a wicked mockery in his eyes.

And his talisman was pasted on a wooden board.

Wang Mo lost all his strength, only that ghost was getting closer...

·

Shen Congran clearly felt that the man's hand was pulling her down to dive.

I thought I could see the coffin shortly after I jumped down, but I didn’t expect that this darkest sea area is worthy of the word “darkest”. Except for the vision brought by the light, I can’t see anything else. Fortunately, this seal brings protection, and the surrounding water The pressure is reduced a lot.

But there is a calm person beside her, and she feels a little comforted in her heart.

She continued to swim desperately, and began to look around. Whether she could see it or not, it was always a good thing to pay attention.

Suddenly the man pulled her hand, Shen Congran looked over and saw him pointing in one direction, and then the two began to swim there.

The closer they got, the more distorted the faces of the surrounding ghosts became. Shen Congran knew that they were going to find them.

The man put her hand forward, and Shen Congran touched something, and there were some lines on it. When she illuminated it with the light from the seal, it was a coffin.

And because of their approach, even with the power of the seal, the coffin lid began to shake.

This is a cuboid coffin with flat corners, not a coffin with a curved lid as you might imagine.

Thinking of the system's prompt, Shen Congran directly placed the seal on it, and a wave of air rolled away, shaking the surrounding sea water.

"let me out--"

A terrible voice shouted from inside the coffin, but the golden seal suppressed the voice.

Sometimes I feel like a salty fish, hey! I decided to work hard! Start double update! Start tomorrow.

I wanted to type today, but as soon as I sat down, there was a biting cold wind blowing from nowhere, which made my hands stiff and inflexible. I searched for the source of the cold wind to no avail, so I decided to turn off the computer and write on my mobile phone in my room. The code word on the mobile phone is slow, so I saved the manuscript today with 0 words