I Became Popular After Participating In Escape Games - Chapter 152

    “Nine!”

    “Eight!”

    Lu Tingliu didn’t let Tan Xia continue to count, other players also fended off the ghosts, and pointed their guns at the “real world”.

    Bullets and swords flew.

    Tan Shia’s momentum is always lower than Lu Tingliu, in the battle with Lu Tingliu’s real guns, she is almost weak and has no resistance, and can only continue to be injured and retreat… The beautiful face was stained with blood, and the clear eyes were filled with shallow tears.

    She exudes a very sweet, mesmerizing aroma, like the greatest struggle a desperate and dying person can make.

    Unfortunately, Lu Tingliu is ruthless and ruthless, so he doesn’t eat this set at all.

    The makeup artist looked at the thrilling scene in front of her, and her back was full of cold sweat. She murmured: “Fortunately…”

    Fortunately, I didn’t let Tan Shiya finish the count. Fortunately, it is not only the “real world” and ghosts who come here. Fortunately…

    “Uh…” All the happiness was suddenly curbed, and the makeup artist looked at the blood-red writing that appeared in the air in front of her.

    [Hide and Seek]

    [Countdown 7]

    [Countdown 6]

    The actor next to him who was the first to have an abnormality and hurt Youman cried out in horror: “Hide! Time is running out, hurry up! If we are caught by ghosts, we will both die!…”

    Under his instigation, half of the living people are suspicious and desperate to find a place to hide.

    [Countdown 2]

    [Countdown 1]

    [Countdown 0]

    When the countdown reaches zero, all the ghosts move.

    The ghosts with their fangs and claws and the faces of the dead are screaming and blood everywhere they go.

    Players enter the field to clean up, in addition to dealing with ghosts, they also need to deal with the “real world.”

    Tan Shia’s neck bones have been completely dislocated, she fell to the ground, eyes open, but no longer breathing.

    Barrage: “Dead?”

    “From the character panel, Tan Shia’s health is cleared.”

    “No way…Isn’t Tan Shia god-level from the copy of Fantasy Journey? It seems to be the power given by the old god, is it so easy to die?”

    “Are there still few god-level deaths in the fantasy journey?”

    “Sister Lu has reached such a level! Today is also a day to blow up Sister Lu!”

    The barrage is not all positive voices, some fans of Shia and believers of the old **** are madly scolding, the former scolds others, the latter even scolds Shia together. “Even Lu Tingliu can’t deal with it, how can he be Kite’s ‘spokesperson’?”

    When Kitt appeared in the form of saving Tan Shia, her purity and beauty and the fairy spirit on her body were deeply reflected in the hearts of others, even if people later knew that her title was “fraudulent” Devil,” and only jokingly said, “Pretty girls are the most deceiving… But so what?”

    Lu Tingliusong talked about Shia, and stood up a little dazedly.

    She was confused just now.

    The Spirit of Madness severely damaged “Killer Lucy” and seized control. Although it was only a short second or two, it also gave Lu Tingliu a great impact.

    There was a little blood dripping from her nose, she raised her hand to wipe it, and her thoughts turned to clear up the current situation.

    …

    The makeup artist is not tall, 1.6 meters. She has been in the entertainment industry for a long time. She sometimes envies the tall figures of celebrities and models. Today is the happiest day for her.

    This height, combined with her slender figure, is just enough for her to fit into the locker in the dining room to store her personal belongings—the largest size.

    Others will not be so blessed.

    In the narrow darkness, the makeup artist curled up and could only hear her heavy breathing and rapid heartbeat.

    She perked up her ears to listen to the movement outside, and through the cabinet door, all the sounds seemed to be distorted, and they seemed to be far away from her.

    The makeup artist slowly relaxed his vigilance, quietly turned on his mobile phone, and entered the live broadcast room, wanting to see the scene outside with his own eyes. She didn’t dare to open the cabinet door, but she felt that watching the live broadcast in silence was not a problem.

    Unfortunately, after entering the live broadcast room, the makeup artist realized that there was no signal here.

    There were clear footsteps outside the cabinet.

    Dah, dah, dah.

    The makeup artist’s breath was choked.

    She stared at the darkness in front of her, scared, but didn’t know what she could do.

    …

    Youman did not hide, she chose to deal with these ghosts with the players who officially entered this dungeon. In the rules of the “game”, only when you fight can you be seen by others!

    …

    Lu Tingliu’s stagnant thoughts quickly recovered, she felt the power surging in the air, and knew that the source of that power was the Nightmare King, not Tan Shia.

    Hide and seek too.

    Even if Tan Shia is prevented from announcing the rules, it cannot prevent the rules from being established—this is not the law when the “game” is constructed, but is purely a game of ghosts and nightmares, this place is his domain, he Can clearly see where everyone is hiding, He’s just teasing them, killing them when enough, that’s all.

    …

    The makeup artist heard footsteps stop in front of her cabinet door.

    She was breathing more and more quickly, clutching the clothes on her chest, feeling that she was on the verge of dizziness.

    It’s terrifying, it’s terrifying, it’s terrifying.

      The type of drawing **** horror, but in the face of real **** horror, the makeup artist knows that the impact between the real and the fake is completely different.

    She’s going to die, she doesn’t want to die.

    【If you want to go out alive, please recite, “I believe in the Nightmare King Yin Hale”. 】

    The makeup artist opened her mouth subconsciously: “I…”

    Then she suddenly covered her mouth.

    Jiejie laughter sounded outside the cabinet door, followed by frantic knocking on the door.

    The makeup artist was startled, her face was pale, and tears were oozing from the corners of her eyes.

    …

    The Ghost Nightmare King is here, just like the venue of the Eye of Binding, this time the dungeon is played by Fu Xingchuan leading the players and the old **** to the front.

    Talking about Shia’s practice, let Lu Tingliu think that he can do it too.

    She switched to a judge personality, smiled and said, “Let’s play a game.”

    The atmosphere throughout the restaurant changes and a new energy joins it.

    Shen Shiwei has more perspective than others, and can see that the energy of two colors in the air forms a vortex in the gladiatorial fight. As Lu Tingliu speaks word by word, the vortex rotates more and more sooner.

    “This game is called ‘Hide and Seek’.”

    Barrage: “? Sister Lu was caught?”

    “Why do you seem to be repeating what Shia said?”

    “The scene of this dungeon…is really weird.”

    “I’m going to have nightmares tonight if I keep watching…but I want to watch it anyway!”

    Lu Tingliu said: “All people, please hide, all ghosts, please try to find the one who is hiding. But… when the ghost finds the person, the dead one, It’s a ghost.”

    Regular shape.

    Barrage: “!!”

    Ghost: “?!”

    The makeup artist was not in the mood to listen to the new rules told outside. She recalled her short but beautiful life, and when she was about to die, she felt infinite sadness in her heart, and even began to scold herself for being too fond of horror art to fall So forbidden.

    The door was smashed open, and a faint light came in.

    Then, in that fist-sized hole, there was a ferocious figure, most of which was exposed outside.

    The confrontation between man and ghost, the confrontation between screaming and silence, is also the confrontation between rules and rules.

    “I will judge you,” Lu Tingliu said, turning to look at the ghost, “exploded and died.”

    Shen Shiwei saw that white and black in the cyclone wrapped the ghost, they tore each other, grabbed control, and grabbed the only interpretation of the rules.

    In the realm of personality, the snow is falling, the temperature is very low, and everyone is cold.

    The doctor is caring for the killer but cannot cure her. Bing Yi irritably asked why, the doctor was innocent, saying that he was good at anatomy, but not good at treating diseases.

    The enchantress did not know where to hide, and the scavenger squatted and stared at the judge, ready to attack and attack.

    Suddenly, the judge opened his eyes.

    She smiled: “Win!”

    The black devil slammed out of the snow and blocked behind her, the wind blade was as cold as a shower, polluting the personality “Wind Lian”, good at controlling the wind.

    …

    Win!

    Shen Shiwei thought silently in his heart.

    The power of white overwhelmed the power of black, and the ghost exploded in place.

    With Lu Tingliu’s sonorous words “I will judge you”, the ghosts burst one by one.

    The person who disliked the barrage said: “Hey.”

    “Is this restaurant not in City A?”

    “No, I checked. This scene that Youman filmed was in City G.”

    “I rely on it, blinking and teleporting eight thousand miles? The game is so good?”

    When another ghost found the hiding person, Lu Tingliu said in a deep voice again: “I will judge you and die.”

    But this time, it didn’t work as quickly as before.

    Lu Tingliu took a step forward, and the dim light of the chandelier in the restaurant behind him flashed and disappeared completely.

    The ghost finally exploded.

    Barrage: “Ah, ah, Sister Lu! I’m so handsome!”

    “Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, prprpr!”

    Lu Tingliu saw the Ghost Nightmare King, he was tall, almost against the ceiling, wearing a black robe, his face was black with nothing, this figure only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, But just now, He was indeed there—behind the ghost.

    He seems to be enjoying the game.

    Lu Tingliu walked to the row of lockers and tucked himself in—there is a person called “Bone Shrinking Master”, and it is easy to do this kind of thing. After stuffing it in, Lu Tingliu closed the door.

    In the narrow, cramped darkness, Lu Tingliu’s breathing and heartbeat were stable, but it was the makeup artist next door, whose breath of fear was heavier than Lu Tingliu’s own breathing .

    The audience saw that Lu Tingliu looked calm, revealing a bit of chill.

    Although they did not understand the purpose of her move, they all believed in Lu Tingliu.

    Barrage: “Understood, high-end hunters often appear in the form of prey, Sister Lu’s hunting time is coming, tremble, King of Nightmare!”

    After a while, a ghost came to the door.

    Behind the ghost is a huge, death-like shadow.