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Chapter 8 Six Players

Forget it, I'm going to die anyway. It's better to see what the female ghost in this game looks like, and to save yourself before dying, proving that he is not a coward.

With such a tragic thought, Jiang Li mustered up the greatest courage in his life and slowly raised his head.

As he saw a pair of small feet wearing wooden clogs, the red scarlet and white top...

Jiang Li slowly widened his eyes. He was not unfamiliar with such dressing. Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him turned out to be a witch!

The ancient Japanese witches, also known as the Son of God, originated from their belief in God and were like the main priest and prophet. It is said that witches can accept the support of God and convey the will of God. Until modern times, witches were still one of the clergy of Shintoism in Japan.

At this time, the woman in front of him folded her hands in front of her, her long black hair spread out, and slowly swung with the breeze. Judging from her figure, she should be a very beautiful woman.

"So it's a witch." Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief. The familiar outfit of the woman in front of him reminded him of his childhood goddess Kikyo. His previous fear instantly dissipated, replaced by a hint of curiosity.

The game starts with players coming to the shrine to look for witches. Is the clue of life related to this place?

Thinking of this, Jiang Li climbed up from the ground and wanted to hear what the witch, who was similar to the "NPC" character in front of him, would say to him. Seeing that he was moving, the witch also raised her hand to him, as if she wanted to help him.

"Thank you." Jiang Li held this cold hand and sighed in his heart: This game is really powerful, and even the touch is so realistic, just like I was really touching her. Jiang Li smiled a little, and he hadn't had much contact with girls for more than a year, so he touched his hands as soon as he started...

Thinking of this, he raised his head and wanted to see the true face of the witch.

“…”

The woman in front of Jiang Li is about 1.6 meters tall, petite, with black and shiny hair like silk. From behind, she looks really a pretty beauty. However, this front-

The woman's eyes and nose were plucked away by some sharp weapon, leaving only three black blood holes, her lips were ragged, and her open flesh was sewn tightly by the red lines, and the white teeth and scarlet gums in her mouth could be seen. As her throat continued to wriggle, a large amount of black blood flowed down her face, and the snow-white clothes on her chest were dyed red.

And that shrill and sad voice came from her mouth.

This time, Jiang Li did not scream for the first time. He stared at the face of the witch in front of him, and he was already in a state of "Who am I? Where am I? Are I still alive".

At this moment, this witch was like a fountain that opened the gate, but what was gushing out of her body was not water, but a lot of fishy and black blood. Jiang Li looked at her chest, and blood began to leak out from her abdomen, and a lot of it splattered on her face.

Although the other party had no eyes, Jiang Li could still feel that the female ghost in front of him was staring at him, and he still held her hand and never let go...

He felt two lines of warm liquid flowing down the corners of his eyes, and he was actually scared to tears.

Two seconds later, Jiang Li's eyes turned black, and his waist was like a piece of hard wood, slumped to the ground.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he heard a name in a vague way.

However, under the influence of fear, Jiang Li could no longer remember what the female ghost said...

"Ah!" "Ghost!" "Don't kill me!!"

On the blue stone road, several men and women sat up from the ground screaming. They were wearing casual clothes, all in their early twenties, and each had a big travel backpack and a standard travel dress. However, the horror on the faces of these people did not seem to be out for fun at this time.

"Is this... really a copy of the game..." A handsome man wearing a black jacket, dyed brown hair and earrings, looked at the other people around him and then spoke carefully: "May I ask, are you also players?"

"Well. Brother, you were also pulled in?" A strong man wearing a baseball cap and wheat-colored skin on his left looked around in shock and counted the number of people: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5,... Add me 6. Fortunately, there are still many people, I thought I was the only one..."

The man in the baseball cap got up, pulled the man with a stud, and then said, "Hello, my name is Jiang... Uh, it's not right. You should report the game ID here. If you don't see Chang'an, just call me Chang'an."

The man seemed to be a little taboo. After all, he was in this unknown field and he didn't know anyone, so it would be better not to reveal his identity easily.

"Yi Xiao Naihe." The man with studs shook hands with him, and after saying that, he touched his nose with a little embarrassed look: "I didn't think much about it when I was naming it. I thought it was just an ordinary web game... It's a bit shameful to put a copy with everyone under this name."

"It's okay, who cares about these things?" Chang'an said, noting that there were two men and two women sitting on the ground, except for the two of them.

One of the men stared blankly at the deserted village in front of him in a daze, obviously not recovering from the shock. Another black-haired young man in sportswear had already stood up and walked towards the two of them. He stretched out his hand politely, revealing his snow-white teeth: "Hello, just call me Xira, please take care of me."

"Did you all click the pop-up window in the lower right corner of the computer? "Are you pulled in?" A clear female voice came, and the girl with brown curly hair and pretty looks. Because she is a female player, she is particularly dedicated when pinching her face. This face can be said to be beautiful. In the entertainment industry, she is definitely a shocking and popular actress.

"Ah, yes." Yixiao Naihe said stutteringly: "May I ask... what's your name?"

"Mo Yu." The girl accidentally tweaked the broken hair in her ears while talking, and the charm in her behavior made the men present feel a little dazed.

The four of them met each other for a while and then noticed the other two companions who had not spoken for a long time. One of the men was still dazed, not knowing what they were thinking, while the other girl was crying with her head down and covering her face, looking really scared.

"Brother, are you okay?" Chang'an patted the man's shoulder. Seeing that the other party shook for a moment, he seemed to have come back from his confusion. Then he smiled kindly, introduced himself, and helped him up from the ground.

When Mo Yu saw that there was another woman in the team, she immediately felt much more friendly. She stepped forward to comfort the female companion and slowed down and said, "Don't be afraid, we are all here."

"Wuwuwu, what a shit nightmare, it's scary... it's scary." The woman's voice was extremely soft, even softer than Mo Yu. Listening to the aggrieved voice made the other boys present feel a desire to protect her.

After the woman raised her head, Chang'an and Yi Xiao Naihe took a breath inadvertently.

This girl...is so beautiful!

Although she knew that the face of the woman in front of her was just game modeling data, when she appeared in front of everyone, the people present still lamented that the aesthetic taste of this female player was indeed very good.

If Mo Yu's style is fresh and sweet, then this girl is a hot and eye-catching lady that no man can resist. She has a devilish figure and proud proportions. Although the long black shawl looks a little messy at this time, it adds a different kind of beauty to her. On the woman's delicate face, she has a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes that are about to cry, and there is a clearly visible tear mole on the corner of her eyes.

"Really...so beautiful..." Chang'an let go of the man beside him, swallowed, and asked the crying beauty: "What do you call me?"

"Well, please call me Mianmian." Although she stopped crying, her voice still sounded choked and pityful.
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