It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

They followed the red light, passed through the quiet streets, and saw a street completely covered by black air, filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

The black gas slowly swirled, lurking between the buildings on both sides with its fangs and claws like a living being, shrouding the entire area in a strange shadow.

The four figures stopped almost at the same time.

Although they didn't exchange any words, the coldness in each other's eyes revealed their purpose.

Kill Xiao Huai.

Just as they were about to take a step, a low laugh suddenly rang out in the air, piercing their eardrums intentionally or unintentionally, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

The next second, the black gas suddenly increased dramatically, completely enveloping the four people like a huge net, and instantly separated them.

Bai Xian frowned, and the scenery around him became distorted and unfamiliar.

As he was looking around vigilantly, a familiar voice came to his ears:

"Bai Xian."

He turned his head and looked, and her red eyes met his.

It’s Xiao Huai.

Bai Xian wanted to joke that he was wrong.

But Xiao Huai seemed to understand him, "You are not twins, but you like playing twin games very much."

"You are Bai Xian, the one and only Bai Xian."

Before Bai Xian could react, Xiao Huai had already stepped forward and was very close to him.

He leaned over to Bai Xian's ear, his voice low and seductive:

"If he disappears from this, you'll be the only one left."

In an instant, Bai Xian's pupils became slightly blank.

He looked at Xiao Huai, his eyes gradually becoming fanatical, as if Xiao Huai's image was infinitely magnified under the red eyes in front of him, until it occupied his entire mind.

"Do you want me to help you?" Xiao Huai's voice sounded again.

Bai Xian seemed to be possessed by a poison and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

His consciousness had been completely controlled by those words, and he could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, or where he was.

At the same time, in the street filled with black air, three identical Xiao Huai appeared in front of Ye Yin and Louis respectively.

Ye Yin looked at Xiao Huai in front of him, and the other party's words "prove your strength" instantly ignited the obsession deep in his heart.

Louis was hit by Xiao Huai's soft whisper, and an unconcealable struggle appeared in his golden pupils.

In this nightmare, the title of savior made Xiao Huai's words the absolute truth, easily controlling their consciousness and making their deepest obsessions emerge in their minds.

Only Yan Ming did not see Xiao Huai.

He stood in the center of the black air and felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

The black air around him completely obscured his vision.

He narrowed his eyes and saw a cold sword energy cutting through the black air and stabbing towards him.

Yan Ming dodged the sudden sword energy by turning sideways. He glanced at the person who attacked him, but was slightly stunned.

"Louis?" he murmured, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Not only that, his gaze turned and he saw Ye Yin and Bai Xian again.

Their eyes were empty and filled with murderous intent as they approached Yan Ming step by step.

Yan Ming chuckled, "So you're pretty scary when you lose control."

His eyes fell on Xiao Huai not far away.

Xiao Huai stood on a high place, looking down at them lazily.

As Yan Ming spoke, he nimbly dodged the attacks of Ye Yin and Louis, maneuvering around the approaching offensive.

"So this is what you want?" He complained lightly, looking into the pair of red eyes that contained murderous intent.

kill me.

After all, the tyrant in the special mission...

It is most likely Yan Ming.

He turned around to avoid Bai Xian's sword energy and felt an invisible sense of oppression coming from behind.

Ye Yin's dagger cut through the air at such a speed that its trajectory was almost invisible.

Yan Ming tilted his head, and the dagger grazed his cheek, lifting a strand of hair.

"Be more accurate in your attacks, Ye Yin." Yan Ming curled his lips and chuckled, his tone was relaxed, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

He blocked the dagger swung by Ye Yin with his backhand, and at the same time dodged Bai Xian's sudden attack.

The three of them coordinated seamlessly, launching wave after wave of attacks, suppressing Yan Ming so much that he had almost no room to breathe.

But even facing such a situation, Yan Ming was still at ease and even had time to make jokes.

"Xiao Huai, are you just going to watch like this? Or..." He narrowed his eyes, dodged Bai Xian's attack, and his voice was filled with a hint of meaningful sarcasm, "Are you still hesitating?"

Just when Yan Ming thought Xiao Huai would take action, the black energy suddenly vibrated violently, like a boiling lake, the deep breath surged wildly, but suddenly stopped in the next second.

Immediately afterwards, the dark fog was suppressed by some force and began to retreat rapidly from every corner of the city, like a receding tide, dissipating bit by bit along the streets and alleys.

The streets regained their original appearance, and the shadows shrouding the sky were dispelled.

The blood moon slowly disappeared in the night sky.

what happened?

A strange resonance echoed throughout the city.

The shrill screams and low sobs intertwined together, but suddenly stopped, replaced by deathly silence.

At that moment, Ye Yin, Bai Xian and Louis stopped their movements at the same time, and their vision gradually became clear.

They came to their senses and looked around blankly, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

In the distance, the fallen lampposts on the streets were lit again, and the flickering light of neon lights gradually covered the former darkness.

The entire Hungry Ghost City has reawakened from the nightmare and regained its original strange vitality.

The nightmare is over.

Yan Ming stood in place, his eyes sweeping across the city which was gradually returning to calm.

He keenly caught a trace of residual breath, which was not the breath of nightmare, but an oppressive sense of existence that was superior to the nightmare.

Amidst the chaos as everything returned to normal, a figure slowly walked out from the center where the black air had finally dissipated.

Xiao Huai.

He walked over quietly, his red eyes slightly lowered, holding a blue token in his hand.

Behind him, the aftermath of the nightmare dissipated like ripples, but he remained calm, as if he were in the midst of a silent storm.

"You..." Yan Ming's pupils shrank, and he looked at the token in Xiao Huai's hand, finally understanding something.

Xiao Huai never lost control, he always had only one goal.

That is Yan Ming's token.

Yan Ming looked down at his waist, but the token that should have been hanging there was empty.

The colorful hourglass in the sky was completely full at this moment, emitting a blazing light, like a gorgeous aurora across the entire Hungry Ghost City.

The tokens of all those who participated in the celebration now fell into Xiao Huai's hands.

The winner of this celebration has been revealed without a doubt.

Yan Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Your goal is to win this celebration?"

However, Xiao Huai's expression did not fluctuate at all.

He lowered his eyes to look at the blue token in his hand, exerted a little force with his palm, and the token shattered directly in his hand.

All the tokens turned into sawdust and flew into the air, being sucked into the hourglass.

Everyone became terrified.

I thought I was about to enter hell or join the prize pool.

But the horror they imagined did not happen.