[Sword Three] The No.13 Person of Horror Daming Palace

At this time, a line of black and bold characters appeared on the screen: Please [scriber] judge [Yin Pingfeng].

There is not even a button to choose, and I keep swiping:

Please [the person who holds the book] judge [Yin Pingfeng].

Please [the person who holds the book] judge [Yin Pingfeng].

Please [the person who holds the book] judge [Yin Pingfeng].

Please [the person who holds the book] judge [Yin Pingfeng].

Almost takes up the entire screen.

Tang Hulu yelled "Ah—" and intermittent crying and talking came from YY, as if he was arguing with someone.

Tang Hulu's voice was intermittent and indistinct, and he could vaguely hear "No... I don't want to kill people... I really don't want to kill people... Let me go... That's my cousin... I can't do this... Don't force me I...don't force me...please...everyone else has the option of a second chance...please let me choose that one...I don't want people to die...I don't want people to die... "

Suddenly she screamed: "OK! ok! ok! Go to hell! Go to hell!!!! Go to hell!!!"

The screen immediately cleared up, only a line of small words remained: [Yin Pingfeng] should be executed immediately.

Yin Pingfeng was still struggling, he put himself in a state of stress, indeed he didn't fall down immediately, he died eight seconds later.

His priest twitched, rolled his eyes, white foam came out of his mouth, and after a while, black blood flowed out, the black blood was as thick as ink, and it was a bit funny when it smeared on his face.

The picture sent by the phone this time is actually a moving picture.

I clicked on it and saw a thin and short man curled up on the ground, his neck was covered with scratch marks from being scratched by himself, and black blood kept flowing from his mouth, giving him a horrible and weird feeling.

The picture moved violently, and I saw countless twisting black snakes slowly crawling out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, more and more, more and more, so many that it seemed to squeeze the phone The screen spreads out...

I put the phone screen down, and the picture just now almost made me vomit, and then I looked at the team interface, and there was only Tanghulu left in the second team.

Tanghulu seemed to be in a daze and did not respond.

In the end, it was Little Strawberry who opened the microphone and said: "Lulu, if you want to cry, just cry. Now that we are in this situation, it is not easy to protect ourselves. No one will blame you."

After a while, Tang Hulu finally spoke: "Just now, someone told me to kill him."

Her voice was a bit dry, after all, she had yelled before and her mood was unstable.

"That voice was very nice, and it kept whispering in my ears: Don't let him go, let him die, anyway, so many people have died, dead people are addicted, anyway, "Greedy" has already died one, just Let’s die again, just say the word “death” softly, say it, say it, you also think that he deserves to die, right? Just say it, just say one word softly…

That voice kept whispering in my ear.

I was very annoyed, I covered my ears, but the voice kept talking, as if... as if it was the voice in my own head... I'm so scared..."

My heart tightened.

Has the manipulator of this trial game refused to even give us a second chance?

Is it so urgent that you want to put us to death?

At this point, we have only seventeen people left, how do we fight the remaining bosses?Will we all die here because the boss group is destroyed?