Chapter eight hundred and first footsteps
Fortunately, at this moment, they suddenly discovered that a piece of emerald green appeared on the edge of the charcoal fire in front of them.
"Hurry, right ahead, run!"
The few people were overjoyed and hurriedly used their last strength to run towards the grassland.
As soon as he ran out of the charcoal fire, he couldn't help but collapse on the ground, and his anger was thrust.
Tired and pain surged.
"The charcoal fire sprints Xu Fugui, Shao Zhentai... Five people passed the test, Huang Rui failed. Let's go to the next item..."
Before he finished speaking, Xu Fugui and others felt that the scene in front of him changed and appeared in a brand new place.
It was a dim room corridor, surrounded by quietness, and there was no end in front of me, and it was completely in the darkness. The rooms on both sides of the corridor were also closed with doors, and I wonder what dangers would be inside.
And beside them, Huang Rui stood there intact, lowering his head and saying nothing.
But there was a hint of resentment in those eyes looking at the ground.
He felt that the world was too unfair to him, and everyone bullied him, so he wanted to take revenge!
Therefore, he created a bomb and detonated it in a crowded place. This time, he wanted to take revenge on Xu Fugui and others.
"I'm not a waste, sooner or later you will beg me!" Huang Rui thought gritted his teeth.
Dingdang...
At this time, several bottles of recovery potion fell in front of Xu Fugui and others.
"Before starting this round, treat your injuries yourself."
Ye Chen's voice rang out.
Xu Fugui and others showed a look of horror on their faces.
It is naturally good to treat the injury, but they have experienced the pain when treating the injury. Even if the bones in the body are pulled out, it is just like this.
Although the only injuries this time were only the flesh and blood, it would definitely not be as painful as the growth of bones when treated. But under the previous psychological shadow, they shrank.
"Why? Don't want to use it? Since this is the case, I can satisfy your wish and let you move on to the next round in your current state." Ye Chen's faint voice sounded from all around.
"Use it, let's use it!" Xu Fugui and others immediately exclaimed, and hurried forward to pick up the potion.
Then, I gritted my teeth and drank it.
Suddenly, an unbearable feeling of itch surged from the wounds on his body.
Especially the soles of their feet make them feel that life is worse than death.
They fell to the ground and rolled, scratching their hands randomly on all parts of their bodies, screaming loudly: "Ah, it's so itchy, it's so itchy!"
Until the injury fully recovered, there was a strong look of shock on the faces of several people.
"The rules of this round are very simple. You must keep moving along the corridor you can see in front of you. If anyone turns back, he will face a hundred times more painful punishment than the previous two rounds. And only when you keep moving forward for more than ten minutes and only have the last person left, that person can pass the test."
The implication is that as long as there is not enough ten minutes, even if only one of them is left, that person cannot be considered a passing.
The rules sound very simple, but Xu Fugui and others couldn't help but feel nervous.
Judging from the methods of the previous two rounds of death judges, this round is really abnormal.
The more abnormal it is, the more problematic it is.
"Gudong..." Everyone swallowed, and felt the atmosphere around them becoming a little weird and gloomy.
There was a burst of chill behind me.
"Let's start now." Ye Chen's voice sounded in their ears.
Xu Fugui and his friends were stiff in their movements and took the first step carefully, as if they were likely to step on the air and turned into a deep abyss.
After they found that there was nothing wrong, they breathed a sigh of relief and then moved forward in the corridor at a normal pace.
I felt floating under my feet, my heart was weak, and my eyes were always staring at the doors on both sides, for fear that one of them would suddenly open and some terrifying monster would appear.
But the more I think so, the more ghosts there are in my heart.
Slowly, everyone felt a little fur behind them, as if the doors had really opened, and there were erratic ghosts following behind them.
Among them, Huang Rui is the youngest, although he graduated from college and is also a top student.
But I was afraid that these illusory ghosts would be much more serious when I watched the live broadcast of Judge Death and knew that there were really ghosts.
Even if I close my eyes and wash my hair, I worry about whether something will stand behind me.
When you play computers and watch TV at night, you must lean against the wall behind you, otherwise you will always feel that you have eyes staring at him behind you.
Among the six people at this time, the terror on his face was the strongest, and he couldn't help but want to turn around several times.
But when I think of the warning from the judge of death, I can only force myself to endure it.
However, at this time he suddenly realized that the speed of the others had slowed down and came behind him one by one.
He felt something was wrong and slowed down.
But no matter how you lower it, you will not see the person behind you walking in front or next to him.
If the footsteps behind them were still there, I would have thought they had been eaten by some monster.
Speaking of footsteps, Huang Rui was suddenly stunned, his face turned pale and looked ugly, and his hair stood up behind him.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that among the five people behind him, there seemed to be one person missing footsteps.
"Where is one, two, three... four... five? Where has five gone?" Huang Rui's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
He quickly calmed down and counted again.
But several times in a row, there were only four footsteps.
His body became colder and colder. He couldn't help but ask behind him, "The ones behind him are still there, right? Report a number, why do I feel that one is missing?"
"One missing? It's impossible, I'm here."
"Jili Gulu? Gulu Jili..."
"You are so timid, boy."
...
Three people talked about birds, and two were Celestial dynasties. After hearing these sounds, Huang Rui felt a little relieved.
Maybe I heard it wrong.
However, just thinking about this, Huang Rui found that there seemed to be another missing footsteps behind him.
It was obviously a little lighter than before. After counting carefully, his throat became a little dry.
Chapter completed!