MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 154 Endless Train (20)

At this moment, Yan Wei had already turned over and got out of bed, holding the moon wheel and rushing out in the dark. Lin Qing, who had not moved until now, sat up suddenly.

He left maliciously, the paused time and space resumed flow at this moment, the surrounding silence was wrapped by the mechanical sound of the train and the sound of rain, Xu Miaomiao's call immediately rang a second time.

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The entire corridor was empty except for Yan Wei who was standing in front of the door. In the dead silence, the voice in Xu Miaomiao's house was particularly obvious. Yan Wei also seemed to hear the sound of "呲呲" coming from inside, as if something sharp was scratching the metal or hard iron wall, scratching the nerves of people.

Yan Wei opened the door at once - fortunately, Xu Miaomiao did not lock it.

It was a dazzling flashlight beam, and Xu Miaomiao's painful cry came from her ear.

In the beam, there seems to be something thick black hanging on the upper bunk, half body hanging down, hair hanging down.

He was locked in this room with Xu Miaomiao and that dirty thing. Hearing the movement of others outside the house, Yan Wei shouted: "Don't come in!! Can't attract more ghosts, only two people at most!"

Lin Qing and others who came out later obviously understood the truth. The sliding door was closed, and Lin Qing's voice came from outside: "If you can't hold on, change me immediately."

"Yan Wei, come out, I can handle it." It was Yan Mingguang.

Yan Wei had no time to answer.

He rushed directly to the lower bunk where Xu Miaomiao was where he had just seen in the blink of an eye, without even looking at the dirty thing, he took out a dozen of his first Advanced props stored upstairs.

This dungeon can't use the body index. When encountering a ghost attack, you can only use the function of the prop to stack it.

In an instant, props scattered in front of Yan Wei, temporarily blocking the thing. Yan Wei glanced at it and saw that half of the body was hanging down from the upper bunk, its face was bloody, and a hole was broken just above its head. odor.

The nails of this thing are sharper and slender than the blade of the blade, the hands are pressed forward, and the waving nails are only a moment away from touching Yan Wei's cheek, the air beside Yan Wei's cheek seems to change Sharp and cold.

Its head swayed slightly, hanging upside down and showing a stiff smile to Yan Wei.

The props began to shatter one by one, Yan Wei protected Xu Miaomiao behind him, stared at the thing in front of him, and did not look back.

He asked, "Are you still alive?"

"..." Xu Miaomiao's hoarse voice came, "I was caught in the palm of my hand by this disgusting thing just now. The last bone stick that I use close to my body, if you didn't come in just now, and when the bone stick is broken, I won't be able to run."

The props in front of Yan Wei were broken again.

Behind Xu Miaomiao is the iron wall of the train, and in front of her is Yan Wei who is blocking the edge of the bottom bunk. She hid in this small place, racing against time to deal with the flesh and blood in her palm.

She suspected that she was going to have an accident in the middle of the night, and was ready to gamble her life with props. The person she called was also Ding Xiao, who had been taking her to the present moment—the relationship between her and Yan Wei was far from desperate.

But she didn't expect Yan Wei to rush in without hesitation.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Wei threw a prop again in front of the ghost in front of him, and said indifferently: "Don't be moved by yourself, I'm not dead now, I'm the most suitable person to come in."

"I meant to say," Xu Miaomiao endured the pain in her palm, "...you don't have enough props. This dirty thing is not just in front of you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold air came from Yan Wei's right side, and her blue-black nails slammed into him.

As soon as he dodged, two more hands were stretched out from the front right!

Yan Wei jolted, dragged Xu Miaomiao to the left, and immediately threw three or four advanced props to the right. At the same time, he already understood what Xu Miaomiao meant, and he kept throwing high-end props in front, back, left and right without paying any money.

In the urgency, the darkness mixed with fine light and shadow amplifies people's sense of smell and hearing, Yan Wei listened to himself and Xu Miaomiao's quick breathing, and was smoked by the rotten smell around him His mind was dizzy, and he didn't notice that for a moment, a ghost hand covered with corpse spots and nails had already poked his arm.

But for some reason, when the sharp blue and black nails touched the large coat on Yan Wei's body, they shrank back abruptly, as if they had encountered a terror that was more difficult to deal with than them. .

Yan Wei only cares about throwing props.

One after another identical ghosts crawled out from all directions, and high-end props surrounded them, temporarily blocking these dirty things.

Outside the door, Lin Qing seemed to say, "I'll go in and change for Yanwei."

"It's not twelve o'clock," Yan Mingguang was more calm than Lin Qing, "Yan Wei can't do anything."

The people outside were measured, and Yan Wei calmed down a little inside.

Being completely blocked, only the moon wheel in Yan Wei's hand emitted a faint white light, making the surroundings even more terrifying and treacherous.

Xu Miaomiao sighed: "It was like this before you came in, I couldn't find a space to go out, otherwise I would have rushed out. The moment you opened the door just now, it may know that there is a new The prey came, and deliberately got out of the way to let you in."

Yan Wei raised his eyelids and glanced around silently—there was indeed no gap.

"We already have two people here, and now even if one more person comes in and opens the door, it won't have the effect you just did, because three people will attract more ghosts, and will also cause Ghosts kill indiscriminately. Only the two of us can think of a way, but after twelve o'clock, your undead skills expire..." Xu Miaomiao was also told about Yan Wei's skills, and he only regarded it as the only one Yan Wei obtained. Gifting skills, "Without the props, there is really nothing to do."

This is also the reason why she used up all the props.

She called someone just now. On the one hand, she really couldn't hold it any longer. On the other hand, she also wanted to deceive this ghost. When the door was opened, she ran out immediately.

Who knows what these dirty things don't know why, tonight is extraordinarily clever, the moment Yan Gu opened the door, the ghost gave way, she was about to get up and rush out, the palm of her hand was completely stared at on the tin wall.

By the time she used the last few props to force the ghosts back, Yan Wei had already rushed in, and these ghosts filled the sleeper room again in an instant, and their brains covered every corner.

Once again.

She is not so afraid of death.

After staying in the world for so long, as long as you are a person, you know that death is something that will come at any time.

Everyone is ready for the next moment.

Yan Wei did not reply. He looked at these dense and dirty things and thought about it in his heart - listening to the maliciousness that came to the copy just now, Xu Miaomiao still triggered the death condition, but it was magnified by the malicious use of rules, so it evolved to the point where it was almost impossible to crack. So what is this death trigger? How to cancel? Is it blocking the kill, or is it the ghost who kills the person?

Yan Wei raised his hand, slid his fingertips over the black ring, and glanced at the time remaining in the immortal state: twenty-one minutes.

First try to make the goblin attack successfully.

He saw that all the props in a corner in front of him were destroyed, and there was no repair, waiting for the ghost in this corner to pounce in front of him.

Xu Miaomiao was at the back. She couldn't see Yan Wei's death-defying actions. Seeing that he didn't respond, she thought that Yan Wei was really blaming her.

She said, "I originally called Sister Ding, but I didn't expect you to rush so fast."

The ghost rushed in front of Yan Wei, two ghost hands came towards Yan Wei's head, but finally stopped in front of Yan Wei's forehead. The **** face fell into Yan Wei's eyes as if magnified, and he was so close that he could see the thick blood slowly flowing down his face, and the carrion lying on the edge of his hair. Yan Wei endured the nausea, watching this thing approach, and watching this thing be blocked by some force majeure, the whole ghost bounced back.

The surrounding ghosts did not disappear.

Yan Wei: “…”

It seems that it is useless to resist death with undead skills.

Yan Wei threw two more props to fill the gap.

Xu Miaomiao saw that he had threw a lot, holding her last prop bone stick in his hand, and said, "If only Sister Ding was here. She has more experience than us newcomers. There are also more props than us, and even if you use props, you can pile up more than us for a while. I think you have thrown so much, and there are not many left?"

Yan Wei: "It's okay." He threw another one to fill the gap on the other side.

Xu Miaomiao also stared at the surrounding situation, she saw Yan Wei throw another one, and glanced at it, she thought that Lin Qing was very kind to Yan Wei, such a high-level prop that only exists in records I could also find it and gave it to Yan Wei.

She said: "How about let Yan Mingguang and the others try to open the door? It's just more ghosts. Your relationship... They should be willing to take a risk for you, right?"

"No."

In front, the dozen or so props that Yan Wei threw at the beginning have all shattered.

"Take my bone staff first, it is almost upgraded to a legendary item. Legendary items are poor, but there is a gap between them and advanced items, which can last a little longer..."

Yan Wei is thinking about how to break the current predicament. It is a bit annoying to tear down the east wall to make up the east wall, and the west wall to make up for the west wall. Without blinking his eyes, he simply grabbed dozens of advanced props and four or five legendary props from his props library, and the picture was clean for a moment.

Seeing the props thrown out by Yan Wei, Xu Miaomiao: "???"

Her nervousness at the juncture of life and death was almost diluted by this legendary prop.

Then Yan Wei made an impatient "huh", looked to the other side, and said, "How come it's broken so fast?"

When he finished speaking, he waved his hand again and threw more than a dozen high-level props over there, among which were three legendary props glowing with brilliant white light.

Xu Miaomiao: "."