Chapter 68

The ghost's dark and twisted body is almost integrated with the darkness behind him. His pale face is twisted and blurred. The facial features with clear outline just now have disappeared, leaving only a pair of ghostly fire like, inhuman eyes closely watching Mo Yi.

Sadness and softness have disappeared, replaced by the ferocity of the middle Yin.

Under the gaze of those dark eyes, the cold sense of oppression hit, bringing physiological fear and horror.

Mo Yi is sweating on his back, but his whole body is cold as if he is immersed in snow water. His uncontrollable shivering feeling climbs along his spine.

The heavy atmosphere was almost condensed into substance, and the air, which was covered with shallow blood, was pressed down so heavily that it was almost impossible to breathe.

He took a deep breath, his face still maintained the basic calm, he considered the language and said:

"although I understand your concerns, there is another way, isn't it? After all, as long as we leave safely, the sacrifice cannot be completed, right? "

After a suffocating silence, the hoarse voice rose:

"-- why should I take this risk

The ghost moved forward slowly, with a hoarse and strange gurgling sound in his throat:

"I have sacrificed all the results, including my love, my life, my soul - why should I take the risk of making everything go wrong for you?"

It giggled, the terrible and monotonous laughter sounded as shrill as a cry:

"I can kill my children myself, what's the matter with more of you?"

Mo Yi's face did not change - after all, he was not prepared to move the other party with such poor words.

The next second, he raised his eyes and gazed at each other, and suddenly said without warning:

"then if From now on, will no one sacrifice? "

Ghost's hoarse laughter suddenly stopped. His pale and cold face looked at Mo Yi, as if he was assessing something.

"I don't know if you're too arrogant or too stupid to fight demons on your own," he said darkly

"and a pale smile Or the question - why should I take the risk? "

In the tense and suffocating silence, Mo Yi suddenly gave a gentle smile:

"so, you should have started it early, didn't you? It's not about giving us a chance to delay for so long. "

There was silence.

Mo Yi's face is pale, his lips are slightly tight, and he has a restrained arc. His dark eyes are as bright as the stars in winter:

"since we have to die, but you have been with us for so long, why?"

The pale ghost converged all his expressions and looked at him coldly.

Mo Yi knew it clearly.

Since the ghost appeared just now, it has been attacking Yu Ran. It is cruel and heartless, and wants to kill her step by step.

But to him actually not only did not have how to hand, also is willing to have the patience to revolve with him one or two.

Of course, the necklace did call back some of the other party's mind, but it was not enough to stop a painful evil spirit who lost everything. Time's torture and cruel experience destroyed and twisted its reason and soul. "Stopping the devil" became the only reason for its obsession and wandering.

In the face of such a paranoid, extreme, evil spirit at all costs in order to achieve his goal, Mo Yi has not narcissistic to that part, thinking that a few soft words can make the other side take off his guard.

Unless

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes are slightly astringent, and his thoughtful look flashes away in his eyes.

When he raised his eyes again, his expression returned calm and clear. He did not point out his guess, but said:

"since you don't seem to be ready to kill us for the time being, why don't you try our method?"

The other side is silent, a pair of dark deep eyes straight looking at Mo Yi, as if in the evaluation of what.

After a long time, she let out a hoarse and strange low smile:

"OK."

Then the hoarse voice sounded again:

"but the next time I show up, I won't be so merciful."

With the fall of its voice, that half hidden in the dark of the dark figure on the waves of a shallow wave, and then dissipated in the air, that terrible pale face like melted wax oil also slowly dissipated.

Mo Yi's heart moved, suddenly opened his mouth to call her: "excuse me, can you tell me what you call it?"

You know, all the paper evidence he collected was a letter written by her, and there was no signature on each one. So he did not know the name of this suffering woman until now.

The figure of the other party is already blurred. When Mo Yi has almost no hope, he throws a few hoarse light syllables:“…… Ai Wei [Ivy] "

her voice is still hoarse and hard to hear, like a crow's sad cry, but there is a sense of sadness in her flat tone.

Once again, only two people were left in the kitchen.

Mo Yi let out a long breath, and his stiff shoulders relaxed. His nerves, which had been highly tense, relaxed slowly. A burst of familiar tenderness surged up like the tide.

He stepped back a few steps and reached for the stove behind him to support his body, which was painful from excessive stiffness.

The palm of my hand was already wet with sweat, and the cold shirt was tightly adhered to his back. The cold and cool feeling was slowly transmitted to the nerve center along the peripheral nerve under the skin, bringing a shiver.

Cold hand rings on his wrist, cool delicate fingertips gently rub his prominent carpal bones.

The familiar way of consolation, though clumsy, somehow made Mo Yi's frown slightly loose, and his heart beat, which was as tight as a drum beating, slowed down a lot.

He slightly raised the corner of his lips, and was about to open his mouth to reply. But the next second, he realized that there was another Yu ran beside him. He swallowed the unspoken words.

At the moment, Yuran is also relieved from the sudden situation. She stands up with the wall beside her and still looks at the darkness at the kitchen door with her spare light. She seems to be still worried about the appearance of that terrible figure again.

She tentatively reached out and touched her neck, which still had a black, coke like fingerprint on her white skin, which was particularly shocking.

Mo Yi is aware of the movement around her and turns to look at her.

Yuran looks terrible now. Her clothes are wrinkled and her gray face is extremely embarrassed. There is a shallow gap on her dusty cheek, which is slowly flowing down with bright red blood.

It seems to be the scar left by the ghost when it just appeared.

Mo Yi is a little tight in his heart. He rummages in his backpack for a while, then takes out the hemostatic agent and band aid and hands it to Yuran:

"you'd better deal with it quickly. It's not fun to be injured in this copy."

Yu Ran is stunned and reaches out to touch his cheek. Only then does he realize the slight tingling.

Her eyes were awe inspiring, and her facial expression suddenly became serious. She reached out to take the medicine in Mo Yi's hand, and then carefully handled the seemingly harmless wound on her face in front of the small mirror she was carrying.

After making sure that the hemostatic patch has been glued and there is no new blood on the edge, Yuran breathes a sigh of relief, puts the small mirror away and looks at Mo Yi.

Her eyes were half surprised and half puzzled. Her eyes were tightly fixed on Mo Yi's face, as if she wanted to see something famous from it.

, Mo Yi asked What's the matter? "

Yu Ran's eyes brightened, pondered for a moment, and then asked:

"I just think it's a little incredible. How do you know ghosts Ivy's not going to kill us? "

Mo Yi pursed her lips and lowered her eyes slightly to cover the complicated look in her eyes.

It is undeniable that the fog that has never appeared has something to do with it. After all, Mo Yi still remembers that when he was on the second floor, he only used his momentum to scare off the monster that was rushing towards him. It can be seen that his strength is not ordinary, and he is even feared by the monsters in the copy.

However, just now the fog did not show up, and ivy is not the kind of easy to be threatened without the spirit of the monster.

So He always felt as if there were other reasons.

However, no matter what the reasons are, they can not be exported to Yuran.

Mo Yi's face is still the same as before. He raised his head, showed a plain smile, and replied in a evasive manner:

" It's just luck. "

Yu Ran frowned and obviously didn't believe his words very much. But since Mo Yi didn't want to answer, she didn't have the insight to continue to ask. Instead, she changed a topic and continued to ask:

"by the way, you just said that you want to Is it true that no one should be sacrificed? "

After hearing this, Mo Yi's eyebrows could not help being dignified:

"in the situation just now, I can only say this to stabilize the situation, but now we may have to do this."

Yu Ran tightened his lips, looked at him with eyes, and listened to him continue to say:

"now we have only two choices: one is to face the common pursuit of two enemies, the paranoid powerful evil spirit and the house that tries to sacrifice us; the other is to ensure that the player who is still alive will live, and then focus on dealing with an enemy."

Mo Yi showed a bitter smile There are only two thorny roads to choose, the one that is not so thorny. "

Yu's face became heavy.

The difficulty of this copy is really extraordinary.

At this time, through the fuzzy darkness, there seems to be a slight metal bite in the hall not far away. With the familiar intermittent music, it is particularly strange and terrifying in the silence.Mo Yi was stunned and looked down at his wrist.

The dancing numbers on the dark watch indicate that the new hour has begun.

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