Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

When the rose fell, the black tentacles wrapped around Xia Lingge also released.

"Senior, look behind you."

Sicheng was about to be deformed by the black tentacles, but he still insisted on pointing his soft fingers not far away. Xia Lingge looked over and found that the clear and translucent glass mirror had been 'torn' with a big crack at some point. It was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen.

"Senior sister, this may be the next place of the game." Si Cheng waved his soft hand and his voice came out intermittently.

On the other side, He Zhinian had already been entangled in black tentacles, and other than knowing that the black ball was him, he couldn't tell anything else.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu——!”

But he still kept humming.

There is no point anymore.

There is no point in spending any more.

Xia Lingge held the budding rose in her arms and watched as the two dolls gradually seemed to be swallowed up by the black tentacles. She turned her head and faced the gap formed by the mirror. She raised her short legs and walked over without hesitation.

White light flashed before his eyes.

A strong burning sensation suddenly began to burn all over his body, and a steady stream of flames flew into the sky, staining the sky red like blood condensed.

Purgatory on earth is unfolding before our eyes at this moment.

People who couldn't bear the pain because of the burning flames kept running back and forth, but the naturally degraded high-rise buildings could not provide so much shelter. They could only ignite more flames and endless screams.

The small body of Xia Lingge's doll seemed extremely small in the face of such an unprecedented disaster. She needed to raise her head high to see a small part of the world. Those crazy roaring "Burning People" were extremely tall, as if they were as long as If she is not careful, she will be trampled to death by those chaotic footsteps. She hugged the budding rose tightly in her arms.

The rose is delicate, it is afraid of fire and cannot be hurt.

But what is the task now?

As if sensing her doubts, a burned-out person fell in front of her. Through the strong flames, Xia Lingge could clearly see how this person turned into ashes, and how the light in his eyes dissipated.

The budding rose in my arms seemed to tremble.

Xia Lingge looked at the roses, and a bold but extremely terrifying thought came to her mind - for roses to bloom, they need watering from life.

She didn't know if this idea was correct, but it was the one she could best verify right now. Xia Lingge held a budding rose and walked slowly in this flaming hell. People who were tortured to death by the flames continued to fall beside her. She stood next to the corpse holding the rose, like a saint who sent the deceased on his last journey home, and like a devil who was indifferent to the passing of life and used it for himself.

She saw countless deaths, and even saw Officer Xiao Zhang who slipped and fell from the building while trying to save others. Fortunately, his doll was always in her hands, so he did not need to experience being burned alive. Death turned into ashes, but unfortunately he did not escape a single step. He was destined to die and die for others.

Xia Lingge took small steps and came to Officer Zhang. Officer Zhang was vomiting blood and holding on to his last breath. When he saw her, he opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't. He fell silent for a second.

Xia Lingge looked at him, squatted in front of him, stretched out her soft little hands and closed his lifeless eyes.

The rose in my arms bloomed with petals.

But Xia Lingge suddenly wanted to know where his father was? Are you like Officer Xiao Zhang, who is endlessly saving others? (End of chapter)