Han Zhuang tied up Xia Yi.

Xia Yi compared his body shape with that of Han Zhuang and crossed out the option of resisting.

He asked Han Zhuang: "What do you want to do?"

"Tell me, how did you escape from Weird's hands?" Han Zhuang stood by the window. A beam of moonlight shone through the gap in the template and fell at his feet. He stepped on it.

It was already dark, something strange was about to come, and Han Zhuang didn't want to die.

"I've already told you, I just went up to die, but the result was weird and they didn't kill me. There's really no secret!" Xia Yi told the truth, but he felt that Han Zhuang wouldn't believe it.

Han Zhuang really didn't believe it, or he didn't allow himself to believe it.

Believing Xia Yi's words meant that he had no choice but to die.

He doesn't want to die.

"It seems you don't want to say it." Han Zhuang raised a chair.

He slowly walked towards Xia Yi: "You have only two choices. One is to be tortured to death by me before the strangeness comes, and the other is to tell me the method."

In order to increase his deterrence, Han Zhuang chuckled: "Let me think about it, which leg of yours should I break first?"

Xia Yi is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to be tortured to death because it would be too painful.

"Tell me the method. Don't try to make up a story to lie to me. I'm not that stupid." Han Zhuang approached step by step and was already in front of Xia Yi.

"Are you like this?" Xia Yi persuaded Han Zhuang, "You have just experienced a novice world, and you still have many lives. If you die in this world, you will be resurrected in the next world. There is no need to expose your evil in such a hurry.

ah."

"What so many lives?" Han Zhuang put down his chair and looked at Xia Yi in shock.

Xia Yi was also stunned. He could see his remaining life by opening the system panel. He didn't think Han Zhuang was so stupid that he couldn't even open the system panel.

So there is only one possibility, Hanzhuang and the others only have one life.

"You actually have several lives!" Han Zhuang grabbed Xia Yi and pulled him to his side.

His face was gloomy.

"No." He let go of Xia Yi, "You have many lives and you are not killed by Weiyi are two different things."

He raised the chair in his hand and pointed it at Xia Yu's leg: "Since you don't say anything, I'll start. I'll break your right leg first."

"That's the left leg." Xia Yi corrected Han Zhuang's mistake.

Han Zhuang's eyes became even more angry: "I have changed my mind. The middle leg is better. I won't admit my mistake."

Xia Yi didn't speak, he looked behind Han Zhuang.

"What are you looking at?" Han Zhuang felt something was wrong.

He turned around and saw two red lights.

"Damn it!" Han Zhuang retreated behind Xia Yi and grabbed his neck, "Tell me quickly..."

Before he could finish his words, a red light appeared in his shadow, and an arm covered in mud stabbed into his chest.

The arm was pulled out, blood splattered.

Han Zhuang knelt on the ground. He tried to support his body with his hands, but his arms did not obey his orders at all.

He fell face down on the floor, blood staining the ground nearby.

Before he died, Han Zhuang looked at the strange man standing next to Xia Yi and felt extremely angry in his heart.

He and others only have one life, but Xia Yi has several. He and others are being hunted by Weiyi, and Xia Yi is still being protected by Yiyi.

In reality, it’s okay to be surrounded by various second-generation games and all kinds of unspoken rules. In this mysterious game, you still encounter such second-generation games!

He opened his mouth to curse, but he only coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His consciousness dissipated and there was no movement.

Xia Yi rolled on the floor to avoid the flowing blood.

The mud on the strange arm squirmed, and soon the blood was separated.

Weirdly waved his hand, blood fell on Han Zhuang's body, dyeing his back red.

In the living room, only Xia Yi and Weiwei were left.

Xia Yi looked at Hanzhuang on the ground, and then looked at Weiyi with some expectation.

Before Weiwei killed people, they usually strangled their necks or suffocated them to death. Those people died very cleanly.

Now that the weirdness has finally been stained with blood, is he going crazy?

Are you going to kill yourself next?

It happened that the biscuits were also eaten by myself, which was a good time to die.

He looked at Weiyi, and Weiyi turned to look at him.

One person and one person looked at each other in the darkness.

Xia Yi was still tied up and had to hold his head high to look at Weiwei. It was too tiring to maintain this posture, so Xia Yi gave up.

The weirdness slowly sinks downwards.

"Wait!" Xia Yi hurriedly called to him, "At least help me untie the curtains!"

The strangeness did not stop, and soon disappeared into the floor, disappearing without a trace.

Xia Yi sighed, it was really outrageous to ask Weiwei to help untie the rope.

But where it should be reasonable, it's weird and not weird at all, and he hasn't killed himself until now.

The floor was a little cold, so Xia Yi rolled to the corner and sat there.

He yawned, found a comfortable position, and quickly fell asleep.

Shortly after he fell asleep, something strange emerged from the darkness.

In his hand, he held a pair of scissors.

He came to Xia Yi's side, cut off the curtains, and sank into the ground again.

After a while, he took a blanket and covered Xia Yi's body.

Then Weiwei sat in front of Xia Yi and looked at him.

Xia Yi had a dream. He dreamed of a ten-year-old girl. The girl was folding paper with a man in his thirties in a mansion.

After they were tired from playing, they sat at the dining table and ate breakfast.

After dreaming here, Xia Yi woke up.

He woke up hungry.

Yesterday, I was locked up before I finished my breakfast. Fortunately, there were still biscuits left in the living room, so I managed to survive the whole day.

Now that the cookies have been eaten, he is very hungry.

After moving his body, he found that he was covered with a blanket. He moved his hands and feet, and the curtains that were originally tied disappeared.

Needless to say, it was the weird one who did it.

Xia Yi looked around and found no strange figure.

It was already daytime, and the servants' movements were heard outside the house.

Xia Yi moved to a brighter location and took a look at the bodies of the four people.

Obviously there were five people yesterday, but he was the only one left overnight.

Although they were always making noisy noises, they were really not used to it after they were gone.

But that's fine, because no one will prick my heart and ask myself how I'm still alive.

At this time, a wooden board was removed outside the window, and the housekeeper stuck his head in and asked in shock: "How come you are still alive?"

Xia Yi clenched his fists and wanted to make a hole in the butler's head.

Before Xia Yi could answer, the housekeeper said: "You are really lucky, but if you can hide for one night, can you hide for two nights?"
Chapter completed!