Welcome to the Nightmare Game

Lu Youxin soon left, saying that she was going to find love before leaving. Qi Leren silently mourned for Ye Xia, whose location was unknown. When his skills cooled down, they were ready to leave the temple to continue searching for witches. Isabel, who had learned of her sisters death, did not want to go, but Qi Leren persuaded her that she might find her lost memory. She hesitated for a while and reluctantly agreed.

Ellie-Aisha sisters were afraid of the dead outside, and they didnt want to leave the stone hall. Qi Leren didnt force them either. He advised Isabel to follow them, mainly for the purpose of protection. If this important clue of an NPC died here, this hidden quest couldnt continue.

After leaving the temple, there was still a dead silence in the underground palace, and sometimes there were undead wandering in the corridors. Qi Leren quietly thought about Isabel and the witch before, and suddenly a sharp voice came in his ears: Grab her, she ran there!

Qi Leren suddenly stopped, and there was silence around him: Did you hear that sound?

Ning Zhou shook her head, and so did the big black bird on her shoulder. Isabel said strangely, Is there any noise? I only heard our footsteps.

Qi Leren frowned. He didnt think it was an auditory hallucination, but was he the only one who heard it?

There are ghosts! Isabel saw the dead flying in the distance and shouted a warning.

Ning Zhou unsheathed her knife and ran forward to tear up the dead soul. Qi Leren stood in the corridor, and the voice sounded again in his ear, with a little anger: Where did she hide?

The sound came from the wall? Qi Leren looked at the old wall and frowned doubtfully: There it is again, did you hear it?

Isabel shook her head blankly and suddenly screamed in horror: Ahhh!

Qi Leren, who turned his back to the wall, was stunned, and his arm was caught by an incredible force. He only had time to lower his head and see a blue skinny arm, before he was grabbed tightly. He couldnt struggle and was dragged into the wall

In the darkness and chaos, Qi Lerens consciousness blurred. He vaguely heard a familiar voice asking in a pious and humble tone: Is that her I know now.

The voice was very low, passing like a dream. When Qi Leren woke up, he found himself standing in a strange corridor, and dusty air hit his face. He was still in the underground palace.

Grab her, she ran there! A sharp and vicious voice came from the corner of the corridor, and a few hurried footsteps appeared there in an instant. Qi Leren was stunned and subconsciously wanted to open his bag and take out weapons, but as soon as he moved, the bag in his mind disappeared

Qi Leren were frightened terribly and hurriedly touched his belts. No belt, no skill cards!

There she is! Three strange girls appeared at the corner and ran towards him with weapons at the ready. Qi Leren started to run, running while his brain was turning fast who are these people?!

Strange sounds, strange women, missing bags and belts, all these are too strange and bizarre. Whats going on?!

By the way, the third witch candidate

Could it be that he had entered the witchs dreamland, just like in the courtyard?

The repeating corridors in front of him have become familiar. Qi Leren was convinced that he should have been here already, and the map emerged in his mind. He plunged into a remote bedroom and finally shook off the three women in hot pursuit.

Once the footsteps outside the door faded away, Qi Leren was relieved and sat down against the wall.

He didnt know what happened to Ning Zhou and Isabel. He remembered that he was dragged into the wall by a bony blue arm. If they were more careful, they would be fine.

From being dragged into the wall to waking up to finding that he lost his belt and became an ordinary person, he seemed to hear a voice saying something, but what was it? It seemed to be, thats her?

Its strange, why did they say this? The voice sounded a little familiar, but he couldnt remember who was talking and to whom.

Qi Leren covered his forehead with one hand, and he jumped up from the ground.

Wheres the wound? Wheres the bandage? Are they all gone?

Qi Leren gawked at his hand without scars. In the underground lake of the cave tower, his hands were full of injuries because he struggled ashore. Ning Zhou bandaged his wounds and bandaged his hands. But now, the bandages were gone from both his hands and his forehead!

Taking a closer look, these hands werent his hands at all.

Suddenly, he found that his soul possessed another person. This absurd and frightening feeling made him feel confused. Qi Leren searched the room for things that one could see themselves in clearly, but thought the room was full of broken porcelain and decorations that were swept to the ground, there was no mirror at all. Forget it, lets leave here first. Just when Qi Leren thought so, the sharp voice came again from the corridor outside the door: Where did she hide?

In a panic, Qi Leren plunged under bed.

The door of the room was rudely pushed open. Qi Leren saw six legs crowded at the door. One of them walked into the room: I probably lost her near here. Ill have a search here. You should go to the next room.

With this, she opened the cloth covering the tea table with the knife in her hand, and large dust drifted in the air, which made her cough again and again. The tablecloth fell under the bed where Qi Leren was hiding, and the dust drifted into his nasal cavity. Qi Leren had an itch in his nose, and the desire to cough shot up into the sky. The itching made him tremble all over, and the internal organs tightened into a ball. He held his mouth desperately.

What to do? Now he had no weapons and no skills. What could he do to escape from here? There was one person in the room and two others outside, if he was found

Qi Leren was too nervous to breathe. He was lying under the bed, watching as the owner of these legs strode to the cabinet next to him, violently opened the cupboard door, and then moved on to the next one.

He must act. She will search under the bed sooner or later.

Qi Leren crawled slowly in the opposite direction, trying not to make a sound.

Clang- He met something at his feet, which happened to be covered up by the sound of opening the cupboard door, but it rolled out! Qi Leren turned away stiffly. In the faint light, he saw a cylindrical ceramic sugar jar slowly rolling in the direction of that someone!

It was over! He was about to be discovered!

At this critical juncture, Qi Leren climbed out before the porcelain jar rolled from under the bed, and his palm pressed against the porcelain fragments on the ground, which made him shiver in pain. But at this time, he had already neglected the bleeding and pain. He finally glanced at the unknown woman who was rummaging through the boxes to find him, and decided to take a gamble.

Out of the corner of his eye, the woman who turned her back on him had caught a glimpse of the porcelain jar that rolled to her feet, and then she bent over and picked it up.

It was too late to rush to the door now. Qi Leren, who was lying at the end of the bed, didnt get up. He clung to the ground and crept softly towards the bedside table, ready to curl up around the bedside table. Sure enough, she had doubts about under the bed, and the sugar jar was put on the cabinet beside her, making a sound, then the sound of cloth friction, and the sound of the weapon in her hand colliding with the ground.

Qi Leren unconsciously held his breath, and he almost imagined what kind of posture the person had lying beside the bed and looking at the bottom of the bed with suspicion. There was no figure there, and he was blocked by the bedside table that had fallenl to the ground, just avoiding her perspective.

After a few seconds, the long knife was picked up, and Qi Leren knew that she was going to stand up. He climbed out from the bedside table and rolled under the bed again - otherwise, she could definitely see him hiding behind the bedside table at the height of her standing up.

The time difference and perspective were just right, even if it is only one second short, his figure would be exposed. Fortunately, the floor near him was covered with carpet, which makes his moving sounds very slight. Or maybe the long-lost goddess of fortune finally visited him once, and his actions were not discovered.

Qi Leren, who was lying under the bed, even breathed very low. From his perspective, only the calf of that person could be seen. She seemed to be sure that no one was hiding here, and was walking towards the door. When she stood by the door, she asked loudly if the companions in the next rooms had found anyone, and they all got a negative answer.

She tutted impatiently, looked back carelessly, and then a faint hum of doubt came out of her throat.

Qi Leren who was praying for her to get out of here quickly couldnt help but feel caught. Had he been exposed? How was that possible? She shouldnt see him from her present point of view!

She quickly walked to the bed and stopped at the place where Qi Leren rushed out of the bed before. At this moment, Qi Leren understood the reason like a sobering ceremony - there was bright red blood left by him on the white porcelain piece that cut his palm.