Nightmare Attack

Xu Yi behind him was getting closer and closer, now only 5 meters away, and he could even see clearly his eyes that were obscured by his long wet hair.

A pair of red eyes.

Paired with that bright red dress, it looks even more weird.

What's even more chilling is that Xu Yi's legs didn't move, as if some strange force was controlling her.

Follow their car.

Moreover, the car has begun to slow down. If this continues, within a few seconds, Xu Yi's outstretched hand will be able to grab his car door.

It was too late, a decision had to be made. Hua Luo glanced at Chu Jiu who was at a loss next to her, stretched out her hand, and slowly approached the car door that the latter was close to, and then pushed her down the moment he pulled it open. .

At the moment Chu Jiu fell, light began to appear in front of the originally endless tunnel.

Hua Luo seemed to have ignited new hope, and immediately got into the driver's seat. He opened the long skirt that was in the way, facing the light ahead, and stepped on the accelerator.

The vehicle roared wildly.

But at the last second when it exited the tunnel, the vehicle suddenly paused, and then the entire vehicle began to deform, as if it had hit a wall.

But there is obviously nothing in front of me!

The huge inertia left Hua Luo no time to think. He was thrown directly by the huge inertia, fell heavily to the ground, and then hit the rock wall beside the tunnel.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole figure seemed to fall apart.

Leaning against the rock wall with difficulty, every breath brought out a large mouthful of blood foam.

His lungs were pierced by the inwardly folded ribs, and a metal bar pierced his body from a tricky angle. He could barely even lift his hands.

There was blood in his eyes, and everything he saw seemed to be filled with a layer of blood. He was panting violently, and he was still holding a piece of paper tightly in his hand.

A dark red shadow stood in front of him, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

The next second, a huge force broke his wrist.

Hua Luo gritted her teeth and made no sound. He was confused and wanted to stretch out his other hand to stop her, but his other arm was interrupted at the elbow level.

The piece of paper was finally taken away by someone.

But the moment he opened the paper, the dark red figure suddenly paused. The paper was actually blank, with nothing on it.

As if she realized something, the resentful figure immediately looked towards the darkness when she came, but in the next second, her legs were tightly hugged.

"Chu Jiu!" Hua Luo shouted into the darkness with blood-red eyes: "Run towards the darkness, don't look back!!"

About a few dozen meters away, a small figure struggled to stand up, staggering and running deeper into the darkness, the piece of paper tightly clutched in his hand dancing wildly in the wind.

30 meters.

20 meters.

10 m.

5 meters

Chu Jiu ran with all his strength, holding the painting representing hope in his hand. Only by showing this painting to Lin Chen could the mission end.

Everyone's death is not in vain.

Her tears seemed to be broken. Just as Hualuo expected, the ghost's goal this time did not care who to kill. What she wanted was the painting that could end everything.

There must be a limit to the range that ghosts can control. Only by attracting ghosts to him can Chu Jiu have a chance to send the information alive.

As it turned out, he was right.

Chu Jiu found the door through which they entered at a corner of the tunnel.

Or rather, a giant picture frame.

From here, she can leave the world bound by the painting.

But the moment she opened the door, a hand from behind put on her shoulder, "Jiujiu."

Chu Jiu's eyes suddenly tightened.

It was Sister Xu Yi's voice, and her voice was full of pain and attachment. She clearly didn't want Chu Jiu to abandon her.

"Jiujiu." Xu Yi continued: "It hurts so much! I was left in this tunnel. It was so dark here. I walked for a long time and couldn't get out. I thought I was going to die here, but okay, You are here, you are finally here.”

"You will rescue me, right?" Xu Yi's voice was full of expectation, "Jiujiu, you are the best to my sister. You will not abandon me, right?"

"Chu Jiu." Another hand was placed on Chu Jiu's other shoulder, and this hand was covered in blood.

"Cough cough cough." It was Hua Luo's voice. He seemed to be seriously injured. "It hurts me to death. Fortunately, Xu Yi saved me. Chu Jiu, please help me quickly. Let's go out together."

"Hurry! If it's too late, it'll be too late."

Tears overflowed from her eyes, and Chu Jiu's body trembled. She slowly reached out her hand, but without looking back, she grabbed their hands and slowly moved them away from her shoulders.

After grabbing Xu Yi's hand, Chu Jiu clearly felt the other person's hand pause.

"I'm sorry." Chu Jiu gritted his teeth, tears welling up in his eyes.

The next second, she pushed open the door in front of her.

The moment she left the door and returned to the corridor, she fell to her knees with a thud as if she had lost all her strength.

"Hold on, you must hold on." The fat man lifted the person on his back up again, and then continued walking down.

The corridor was filled with smoke and heat, and the fat man groped downwards purely by feeling.

What's even more worrying is that he met Li Zumei whose leg was injured halfway. The fat man felt that it was too slow to walk with her, so he simply carried her on his back.

The two of them had been walking in the corridor for a long time. The fat man was mechanically repeating the action of going down the stairs. Every time he felt that he was almost there, but when he went down, he saw that there were stairs.

Does this staircase lead to the 18th floor of hell?

He cursed in his mind.

"It's okay." He breathed heavily, comforting Li Zumei on his back, "It's not far away. I remember the way. We're almost there."

He was worried that Li Zumei would lose hope. Once a person loses hope, very bad things will happen.

But physical strength is limited after all, and fat people have big bodies. In such an environment, being big is a disadvantage, and Li Zumei's body seems to be getting heavier.

Countless thick smoke poured into his nasal cavity, and he began to suffocate, and his body became heavier and heavier.

Finally, his figure swayed, and he fell down the stairs together with Li Zumei on his back.

After rolling a few times, the fat man struggled to stand up. The first thing he did was to feel for Li Zumei, who had disappeared.

Soon, he touched a hand.

"How are you?" The fat man's voice changed due to the thick smoke.

"You, please leave." Li Zumei's voice was weak, and it seemed that she knew she couldn't get out, "I can't leave."

The next second, Li Zumei felt a hot hand baked by the scorching air holding her arm, and then kept leaning her arm against his shoulder.

"Come up!" The fat man said hoarsely: "Stop talking nonsense, hold your breath, I will take you out."