Chapter 875: Catacomb Survival 26

Chapter 875: Catacomb Survival 26

The two are close together, which affects the movement too much.

She pushed Lu Shen behind her, but she didn't push. His voice sounded after a while, still suspicious, "What are you talking about? I am three meters in front of your right."

Front right?

So what's behind her?

A cold tarsal feeling penetrated from the tailbone to the skull, and the back was icy cold.

On the top of her head, a few fingers that were thinner than chopsticks moved on it. It brushed her hair and stood straight on the top of her head. Fu An'an could feel its sharp nails, which seemed to be piercing her forehead the next moment.

Fuck!

Fu An'an took a step forward and ran towards the opposite side.

He stopped halfway through the run——Lu Shen's voice didn't seem to come from the ground just now. And the black light is blind, how can he be so clear about his direction.

The knives around her kept cutting her skin, and Lu Shen didn't know where she was at the moment.

Enduring the pain of constant scratches, Fu An'an tried to put everything in the entire cave into the space.

The confrontation between the two abilities formed a strong hurricane. After taking Lu Shen's potion, her ability reached the most powerful moment.

It looked strong and fierce, but what was hidden in the darkness remained motionless.

"Stop, it's useless."

The only person who was affected was Lu Shen. He resisted Fu Anan's space ability, and explained, "The ghosts in this round of the game can't be killed."

He'd tried that too, and special abilities had no effect on them.

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In the dim crypt, a small lamp glowed orange. Fu Anan followed the light and finally found Lu Shen.

"They're afraid of light."

Hearing this, Fu An'an rushed over quickly and moved to the side of Xiao Deng.

This is also a prop.

So far, Lu Shen has used props that can float up, props that can instantly restore abilities, and props that can still glow under the influence of other ghosts...

"You have so many props!"

Fu Anan, who thought she was rich, was envious, "How did you get it?"

"Let's get rid of these first."

Lu Shen didn't relax because he found a way to restrain them. The use of this lamp has a time limit.

At the critical moment, Fu Anan took a sip of the lemon, and shifted his gaze from the small light to the ground again.

The orange lights flickered.

The range of light it emits is not particularly large, and some very faint shadows are cast on the ground.

What attracted Fu Anan's attention was not these phantoms, but a black, dry, slender entity like a duck's claw.

At this moment, its position is just hanging above Lu Shen's head.

"careful!"

Fu Anan pounced on Lu Shen, and a gust of wind blew over his head.

What followed was the sound of clothes being torn apart, and the claws scratched her back, leaving three extremely long bloodstains.

Fuck!

Fu Anan cursed secretly.

It's too impulsive to sacrifice one's life to save others.

What was even more unlucky was that the small lamp that Lu Shen took out went out at this moment, and the things in the darkness gathered towards them again.

"Boss, do you have any other props?"

Fu Anan patted the man on the ground, "Take it out quickly."

"there is none left."

Lu Shen sat up, now only the worst solution is left, "Small blades are not fatal, pay attention to avoid those entities mixed in the dark."

Does this mean that you can escape by dodging?

A thin claw, cold and rough as bark, had grabbed her.

That was the physical ghost she helped Lu Shen block.

The huge strength made it difficult for her to struggle, and the other slender fingertip reached for her earhole.

Through the ear canal, cochlea, and eardrum, it went deeper and deeper, almost piercing her brain.

The sixth watch is always late, googoo.

Today it finally showed up!