The old man's head shifted, his vision went black, and his ears immediately started ringing.
Headache! He had never thought that sentence could be so awful!
He used to be the one threatening others, so why has he suddenly turned the tables?
The old man pleaded desperately, pointing at the half-dead Si Mingye beside him: "Don't be impulsive. Have you forgotten? Your friend is still in my hands! Let me go, and I'll let him go."
Si Jin: ? ? ?
“I told you, that was a gold friend of mine, and I’ve already taken it. Whether he lives or dies is none of my business.”
Si Jin's knife slowly hovered above the old man's head, his eyes cold and ruthless, leaving no room for negotiation: "Now tell me which door leads to the puppet shop."
Because there were three doors behind the old man, corresponding to three paths, Si Jin didn't know what the consequences would be if she took the wrong path.
"I...I don't know!" the old man replied through gritted teeth.
His eyes are still in the puppet shop owner's hands. He needs to kill ten thousand people and collect ten thousand pairs of eyes before he can get his own eyes back.
He wanted to gouge out the man's eyes so he wouldn't tell him the right door.
However, the next moment, Si Jin raised his sword and cut off his right arm, then kicked it directly into the first golden gate.
Bang--
The arm smashed open the door, and then vanished into thin air.
“Looks like you’ve come to the wrong place.” Si Jin clicked his tongue innocently and held the knife above the old man’s head again: “The system shows that you seem to have killed nearly a thousand people. You’re not unjust to die. Tell me quickly, which door should I go through behind me?”
The old man's arm was gone, and he grimaced in pain, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Finally, he stammered, "Um... um... go through the silver gate!"
Damn it! For so many years, even the beautiful ghost and the man-eating rabbit were afraid of him. This brat dared to cut off his arm. Just wait until he walks through the Silver Gate and is reduced to ashes!
"Silver door?" Si Jin murmured, then kicked the old man's head through the silver door.
With a gentle and understanding tone, he said, "Since you're so kind, why don't you go and scout ahead first?"
But the silver door was also wrong; the old man's head was torn to shreds by a mysterious force as soon as it went in.
He screamed in agony, his body thrashing about, but eventually fell silent.
The old man cried out in alarm, having assumed that dying in the escape world meant complete death.
But when he opened his eyes again, he was back in his body in the real world.
Why?
Didn't the BOSS say that dying in the escape world is the same as dying in reality?
How did he... manage to come back successfully?
… …
In the escape game, Si Jin turned her gaze to the last wooden door: "It should be that door. Let's go."
However, just as the group took a step, they saw Si Mingye, who had been completely restored by the recovery card, happily running towards the wooden door.
"Haha, Luo Sijin, thank you!" Now, he found a safe way out without lifting a finger!
As Si Mingye walked forward, Si Jin's eyes darkened.
He was a military general who fought in many battles, and he hated those who stole credit for others more than anything else in his life.
His eyes darkened slightly, a wisp of divine power gathered on the blade along his wrist, he raised his hand, and with a whoosh—
With a single slash, he split the earth in two, cleaving the wooden door and Si Mingye, who had just entered, in two.
Her long, white hair fluttered in the wind, and her upturned eyes were slightly reddish. She was as beautiful as a goddess and as ruthless as a demon.
Isn't Si Mingye relying on Yang Xiaoxiao to have an endless supply of resurrection cards?
Then he'll kill him until he doesn't want to live anymore! Only then will he be able to avenge the original owner.
Behind the wooden door, the vengeful ghost NPC, who was originally preparing to devour people, was stunned by this attack and hurriedly screamed and fled.
Ghost: "Mommy! People are here!! Help!!!"
Amidst the smoke and fire, Mo Linyuan hurriedly reminded Hu Weiyan, "I don't know what's in the soil, so close your eyes quickly and don't get it in your vision."
"Oh." Hu Wei obediently closed his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Mo Linyuan walked to Si Jin's side, hurriedly grasped his left hand holding the knife, and kissed it tenderly.
"Honey, are you tired from killing NPCs? Are your hands numb from all the shaking?"
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