It was only after Yang Ni ran far that he realized that the two rings were left in his hands. It should have been before that the middle-aged woman held his hand with all her strength when she was dying, and while he was pulling the corpse, he accidentally pulled the two rings off.

At this moment, the two rings touched the blood beads in Yang Ni's palm. They flashed slightly and disappeared suddenly. When they appeared again, they were actually worn on Yang Ni's left hand.

The index finger is gold and the middle finger is silver, the same as the woman was before her death.

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

Two surprise screams came.

The first sound came from Yang Ni's mouth, but the second sound seemed to be directly transmitted from the surrounding space. The sound was not loud, but it was deafening, as if it had not passed through the eardrum and was directly printed into Yang Ni's brain.

Yang Ni exclaimed because when these two rings appeared on his fingers, his empathy appeared again, and this time it was particularly strong. In addition to the greater obsession in his heart, there was even a piece of disorderly information and several broken pictures in his mind.

The clearer information is just one sentence: the "inheritance" of the natal life has been activated.

And that messy message seemed to be the obsession in the middle-aged woman's heart:

Her name is Sun Xia. She was originally the owner of a clothing wholesale store, which was also considered a well-off family. However, her only son was kidnapped at the door of the store and spent all her money searching everywhere. However, the people she met along the way were all trying to cheat her money. Finally, she went through a lot of trouble and finally found her son in a village in a mountain valley, but was beaten to death by the villagers in front of JC. She came to the dying place with strong unwillingness.

The remaining messy and unorganized information seemed to be about these two rings, but the information was too messy. Only by vaguely identifying the pair of rings is called "Loves" and information such as skills cannot be distinguished at all.

In addition, after putting on these pairs of rings, Yang Ni felt an unspeakable impulse gradually spread in his heart.

This impulse is similar to a kind of power. It even raises Yang Ni's speed to another level, and catches up with the three people in front of him in a few seconds. However, this power is essentially different from the power obtained after drinking the cell enhancement potion.

The power of the latter is directly provided by the potion, while the former is more like stimulating its original power. Although the speed has accelerated, Yang Ni soon felt tired. If it weren't for the effect of the potion, Yang Ni would have been unable to hold on.

At this time, Yang Ni was nearly three times stronger than when he first entered the game, even if he had only measured his strength, he was almost three times stronger than when he first entered the game. This increase is not inferior to that of players who have participated in many games.

The huge changes that he had made Yang Ni feel a little lost for a moment. Although he felt that the second voice sounded a little familiar, he did not pay much attention to it. He just accelerated and chased the three people in front.

However, at this time, in a dark and cold empty room, countless mirrors and clocks of different shapes of pointers were hung on the walls. A figure in a dark yellow robe slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were glowing with a hint of red light.

He stared at a clock in front of him without blinking, and a mirror next to the clock was clearly displayed by Yang Ni's picture.

"Hey, is this another toy of [swallowing]? But it's a bit different."

Just as he was murmuring, there were a few gentle knocks on the door, and then the door of the room was slowly pushed open from outside.

A thin old man about 1.6 meters walked in tremblingly. He was wearing a neat black suit, with a golden pocket watch on the front, and a simple-shaped crutch hanging on his left arm.

He grabbed the brim of a black top hat with both hands, turned the hat slightly to cover up the trembling of his hands. His blue-gray hair obediently fell behind his head, glanced at the little girl secretly, and then tried his best to pluck her courage and asked carefully: "My master, are you unsatisfied with today's game?"

This weird man in a robe is the only master of the dying place - the Lord of the Yellow Springs.

"Not this." The Lord of the Yellow Spring glanced at him, bent down and stared at the thin old man's eyes with his red and black light. "It's just that there is a toy that is very interesting, and it seems to be [Swallowing]."

"【Swallowing】? Is it the same as before [Swallowing]?" The old man was shocked when he heard the word "Swallowing", his eyes widened, and even his voice increased a lot.

"I like your eyes more than [Swallowing]. When will it be put into my collection?" The Lord of Dusk blinked at the old man with a little cunning and joking voice.

The old man's eyes were white eyes and black pupils, which was no different from ordinary people, while the other one was black eyes and white pupils, with pupils like white jade.

"This, this..." The old man seemed very brave and took a few steps back until his back touched the table beside the wall. He grabbed the pocket watch hanging on his clothes with one hand, and his whole body began to tremble, and cold sweat suddenly appeared.

"Hahaha, don't worry, since the key is still in your hands, you are safe." The Lord of Dusk suddenly floated into the air and was relocated among the clocks and mirrors.

"Yes, yes." Sweat on the old man's face finally emerged. Seeing that the Lord of Dusk no longer paid attention to him, he stepped back and walked out of the door, and his legs began to tremble.

"[Judgement Day] is coming, and no opportunity can be missed..." After a long time of silence, the Lord of Dusk suddenly came out of this sentence.

On the other side, in the game field, nearly half a minute passed, and Yang Ni and others were still running desperately.

This time, the Mutou Man's singing lasted for a long time, and Huang Xiong, who was in the leading position, had almost passed half of the total schedule.

The countdown card shows 04:17.

This game is indeed like the person who calls himself Brother Huang said before. As long as the speed is fast, it is not a problem to win in advance.

But the problem is that for the rest of people whose speed is not their strength, they have to bear greater psychological pressure, especially after witnessing the tragic death of the middle-aged woman, no one dared to slow down, but the more this happens, the faster the physical energy is consumed.

Yang Ni was careful and tried his best to suppress the impulse in his body, gradually slowed down, and looked exhausted, running forward with the three people behind, keeping at a distance of about seventy or eighty meters from the three people in front.

When you are not strong enough, never make yourself the target of public criticism.

As expected, as time passed, and the three people in front showed no sign of slowing down, the other three people finally couldn't help it.

Among these three people, in addition to the young couple, there was also a thin man who was about 30 years old. He had been sprinting with all his strength until now. His physical strength was obviously not good, and he opened his mouth wide and gasped.

Seeing that he became the last one, he finally couldn't help but take action.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he patted his shoulder and cursed: "Your uncle, I have drunk so much blood and I won't come out to help me. Let's get done together later."
Chapter completed!