He is anxious

[Heart-pulling, star rating: ★★★, attributes: heart-to-heart pulling Ⅴ, paper resentment resistance Ⅴ, infinite love Ⅴ]

[Explanation: Every stitch and every thread is filled with thoughts and love for you. This kind of thing is so rare that it is almost non-existent for Weird people, creating this outrageous prop. 】

"Thanks."

I picked up the purse, looked at its properties, and smelled the subtle fragrance on it.

Xu Yuan smiled at Yin Shuang'er, whose face was a little red, and put the purse into his arms.

"Then I'll go."

Turning around, Xu Yuan stepped into the Blood Gate and disappeared.

"Ms. sir, I will wait for you."

Standing in front of the Blood Gate, Yin Shuang'er's expression turned cold and lifeless. A cold air continued to center on her and spread in all directions. Paper figures gradually appeared in the ancestral hall, surrounding the Blood Gate.

…

Blood splatters.

At that time, he wanted to use his expressions to bring happiness to everyone.

Xu Yuan, who was sitting in the audience, looked at the clown below who was staring at him playfully and raised his eyebrows.

It also made the remaining spectators become more and more skilled in killing people.

"Dear guest, here you will enjoy the ultimate horror experience!"

A box like a coffin appeared on the stage as fireworks erupted.

"At this time, he showed such obvious malice. It seems that this clown is the protagonist of this area."

He sat there, looking at the demon clown who was timing again, with amusement in his eyes.

【bite!]

[Special Mission Activation:Devil Clown’s Death Game]

But the ten-second countdown was not enough for them, who were unarmed, to kill similar people who knew how to struggle and resist.

"If you want to play such an exciting game, of course you have to choose the strongest one among you~ This warrior, do you dare to come down and perform a thrilling magic show?"

He found that besides him, there were many spectators sitting in this circus tent.

But they know that as long as they can kill another audience member, they will not die next time.

This illustrates only one problem.

They regarded Xu Yuan as an unlucky guy who was involved in the same family as them.

They didn't find it.

"Then... let's start our performance. The next magic trick is object segmentation. This magic requires the cooperation of a lucky audience member. I wonder which audience member is willing to cooperate with us?"

He was heavily painted in a clown costume with a twisted smile on his face.

"Welcome to the house of horror~"

The man picked up the wrench and struck wildly.

The killings one after another reduced the number of living people present.

Probably not expecting Xu Yuan to refuse, the demon clown was silent for a moment.

This muscular man was holding a long saw in his hand, breathing heavily, and the thick blood vessels in his body were beating continuously, silently showing his irritability.

"9."

However, how could she outrun the strong and strong man Wrench after being hit hard?

The countdown was like a reminder, squeezing the sanity of the people at the scene.

These negative emotions are like fueled fire, burning in the clown's heart.

The corners of his eyes twitched as he looked at Xu Yuan sitting in the audience, and the anger in his heart surged.

They don't know.

These survivors have no doubt about the authenticity of the demon clown's words.

Seeing this prompt, Xu Yuan understood instantly.

Strong men target weak old people and women.

It was as if he was choosing his prey, and he seemed to be glad that he had escaped disaster.

At this time, the man was already dead and could not die anymore.

The clown didn't stop what he was doing until the ten-second countdown ended.

The killing has already begun.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his mentality instantly stabilized.

"Don't run!"

[Tip: As long as it’s a game, there are always some people who like to cheat, whether it’s the people playing the game or the people who publish the game.]

The demon clown can even smell the cold and terrifying domain through the cracks in the door.

Looking at the demonic clown who was tap dancing on the stage, Xu Yuan folded his arms and waited silently.

He wanted to see what tricks this evil clown would play on him.

It doesn't exist in the same dimension as them.

Puff puff puff!

Once something started, it became much simpler.

There are a large number of balloons and lanterns arranged in this tent, and cheerful music is playing non-stop. In the middle of the tent, there is a circular open space with an exaggerated seven-color stage.

This gave Xu Yuan a better understanding of the red-shirt class.

But there was nothing he could do.

Even He can only resist this power through his own Horror House.

Once again, a spectator was killed by the clown.

teeth.

Judging from their clothing, they should be survivors of the Dongbin City Asylum.

He took advantage of these human despair and pain to open the door to eternal life.

Is this guy convinced?

Xu Yuan looked at the playful smile on the demon clown's face, crossed his hands and raised his chin with his knees, and a smile appeared on his face.

The killing continues.

Xu Yuan's appearance also attracted the attention of these people.

But in just a short time, there were only a hundred or so humans left.

This guy obviously wants to use this method to force himself to take action.

"10."

soon.

The demon clown pulled out an exaggerated-looking pistol from somewhere, pointed it at the old man, and pulled the trigger.

After performing a clumsy tap dance on the stage for a long time, the demonic clown stopped his performance, spread his hands, and colorful fireworks were sprayed around the stage.

There was a trance in front of Xu Yuan's eyes, and he found himself in a huge tent.

It was a clown on the stage who was speaking.

It is a terrifying power that can corrode ghosts and infect the same kind.

"hehe!"

Under the pressure of death.

"Children, let the old man play this fatal game. You can seize this opportunity and break this clown's rules in the following games..."

"It will be difficult for me to do this if you are uncooperative."

But an old voice was heard.

But this guy named the Demon Clown was still able to hold on to his one-third of an acre of land.

Bang!

It was like the light and shadow of a firework exploding from the pistol.

The blast of air blew Xu Yuan's hair flying.

To this day, he still can't forget the scorching heat of the flames, the screams of the people, and the twisted bodies of people gradually turning into charcoal.
To be continued...