noffsinger Chapter 366: Foot Bug?
Chapter 366: Foot Bug?
Chen Yile dragged his tired body out of the distribution room and breathed a long sigh of relief.
But at this moment, Zhang Xiaoyuan's familiar and strange crying voice suddenly rang out again in the corridor.
"How is this possible?" His heart suddenly tightened and he stopped.
The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly:
"Shit! She's doing it again!"
"He's not dead yet? What the hell!"
"Old Chen, run! We won't be able to hold our own if we try again!"
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Chen Yile's back, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
Since Zhang Xiaoyuan could still cry, it meant that she was not completely destroyed by the electric current, and if she was not dead, it meant that she might have become even more terrifying.
"Damn it, it turned into a ghost." Chen Yile felt a chill in his heart. He didn't dare to stay and immediately turned around and ran, rushing towards the depths of the corridor.
The barrage kept rolling:
"Run, Old Chen! She's definitely stronger this time!"
"This kind of evil spirit isn't so easy to deal with. I feel sorry for Old Chen."
"Come on, Lao Chen, don't let her catch up with you!"
Zhang Xiaoyuan's crying was getting closer and closer, revealing a more crazy and desperate tone.
She seemed to have transformed from a vengeful spirit into something even more terrifying.
Chen Yile quickly calculated his next move. He knew that there was no time to prepare any new traps. The only thing he could do was to escape.
"I don't believe I can't outrun you!" He gritted his teeth and tried his best to speed up his pace.
But deep down, he felt vaguely uneasy.
This time, Zhang Xiaoyuan's speed was even more terrifying than before, and even his footsteps seemed weak.
The crying sounds behind him became sharper and sharper, as if they would pounce on him at any moment.
Suddenly, a strange cold wind blew from behind. Chen Yile suddenly turned sideways, just avoiding a sharp ghost claw that cut through the air.
"She's catching up!" Chen Yile's heart was pounding and he almost couldn't stand.
At the same time, Zhang Xiaoyuan's figure appeared in his sight.
At this moment, her body was even more twisted than before, and her limbs were like long whips, constantly whipping the ground at an incredibly faster speed than before.
Her face no longer looked human anymore, her eye sockets were sunken, but her pupils shone with a scarlet light, and her whole body exuded the aura of death.
"Damn it, this thing is getting more and more unreasonable!" Chen Yile cursed inwardly. He quickly retreated while quickly making hand gestures and shouted, "Thunder Art, break!"
A flash of lightning flew out from his fingertips, striking Zhang Xiaoyuan's figure with electric light.
The lightning exploded with a loud bang, and the entire corridor was illuminated by a brief flash of lightning.
But Zhang Xiaoyuan was not defeated at all. She just trembled slightly and then resumed her movements.
The scarlet light in her eyes became more dazzling, as if the lightning, instead of hurting her, had angered her.
"This is impossible..." Cold sweat slid down Chen Yile's cheeks. He realized that Zhang Xiaoyuan this time was no longer an ordinary vengeful spirit. She had transformed into some kind of evil ghost that could not be easily eliminated.
The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled rapidly:
"The Thunder Technique is actually useless! How terrifying!"
"It's over, it's over, Lao Chen is in danger!"
"Zhang Xiaoyuan is definitely a big boss this time!"
Chen Yile had no time to think. Zhang Xiaoyuan rushed towards him again behind him, and he could only wave the Tianshi Sword to fight back desperately.
Each sword carried the aura of thunder and lightning, but Zhang Xiaoyuan's speed was extremely fast and his strength was several times stronger than before.
Every time they clashed, Chen Yile could feel her cold breath of death approaching.
"Damn it, you don't even give me a chance to breathe!" Chen Yile gritted his teeth and tried his best to defend.
The Tianshi Sword flashed with cold light in his hand, but facing Zhang Xiaoyuan who had turned into a ghost, he was unable to kill her completely.
"I can't go on like this..." He groaned in his heart, realizing that his physical strength was almost exhausted, while Zhang Xiaoyuan's attack became more and more fierce, leaving him no chance to escape.
During a quick fight, Chen Yile suddenly felt a powerful force coming from behind.
He was unable to react in time and just as he was about to dodge, Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, as slender as a dead branch, had already strangled his neck.
The hand was as cold as iron, and its nails were as sharp as blades, tightly gripping his throat.
"Don't even think about escaping!" Zhang Xiaoyuan's voice was low and cold. Her face was very close, and her scarlet eyes stared at Chen Yile, as if she wanted to tear him apart from the inside out.
"Cough..." Chen Yile struggled desperately, but the Tianshi Sword was stuck on the side and could not be swung at all.
He could only use his other hand to try to grab Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand away, but the cold force was like steel and remained unmoved.
"Old Chen! Hold on!"
"Oh my God! This is too tragic!"
"Don't get dragged away, Old Chen!"
The shouts from the barrage continued to pour in, but Chen Yile's consciousness was already a little fuzzy and breathing became difficult.
He felt his body gradually losing strength, and the darkness around him surged towards him like a tide.
"I will drag you down with me even if I die!" Zhang Xiaoyuan's voice was filled with venom. Her strength grew stronger and stronger, and the scarlet light in her eyes seemed to burn even more violently.
At this moment, Chen Yile suddenly felt a huge pulling force coming from Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand.
His body instantly lost balance, as if being dragged by some invisible force, and fell into darkness.
"What's going on..." Chen Yile's eyes were dark and his limbs seemed to be tied up. He tried to struggle, but it was useless.
He felt his body falling rapidly, as if falling into an endless abyss.
Zhang Xiaoyuan's sinister laughter echoed in his ears like the whisper of death.
"You can't escape..." Her voice seemed to come from all directions, filled with resentment.
Chen Yile's consciousness gradually became blurred, and the voices in his ears gradually faded away. Finally, he completely lost consciousness and fell into the depths of darkness.
I don’t know how long it took, Chen Yile’s consciousness seemed to wander in endless darkness, there was dead silence all around, and the sound of barrage in his ears seemed to gradually fade away, and finally returned to silence.
"Old Chen...Old Chen, wake up!"
"You're not going to just leave it like that, are you?"
"Can anyone tell me where Brother Chen went?"
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yile finally regained consciousness.
His eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds, but he struggled to open them, and his blurry vision gradually became clear.
The surrounding environment was in chaos, with gray mist filling the air, as if it were some unknown substance, suspended and turbulent.
The entire space seemed to have no boundaries, even the distinction between the ground and the sky was blurred.
He slowly sat up from the ground, frowning slightly, and wondering in his heart: "Where is this?"
The barrage immediately began to boil:
"Old Chen is awake! He's awake!"
"What is this place? It looks so wrong."
"Isn't this the underworld?!"
"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Chen won't die so easily."