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. 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 penetrates from the tailbone to the head, and the back is icy cold.

  On the top of her head, a few fingers that were thinner than chopsticks moved on it. It brushed away 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.

   Damn it!

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

   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.

  Fu An'an endured the pain of being constantly scratched, trying 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 looks strong and fierce, but in fact, what is hidden in the darkness is not moving at all.

   "Stop, it's useless."

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

  He's tried that too, and special abilities don't have any effect on them.

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

   "They are sensitive to light."

  Hearing this, Fu An'an rushed over quickly and got close to the little lamp.

   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 he 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.

   It was not these phantoms that attracted Fu Anan's attention, 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 threw himself at Lu Shen, and a gust of wind blew over his head.

   Followed by the sound of clothes being torn apart, the claws scratched her back, leaving three extremely long bloodstains.

   Damn it!

  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 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 avoiding those entities mixed in the dark."

   Does this mean that you can dodge by dodging?

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

   That was the real ghost she helped Lu Shen block.

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

  Through the ear canal, cochlea, and eardrum, it is getting deeper and deeper, almost going deep into the brain to pierce her.

   Six shifts are always late, cooing.

   Today it finally appeared!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)