The distance between the eighteenth floors.

Shi Qian seemed to have fallen for a century.

I don’t know why the hospital has begun to collapse, but he always felt an indescribable sense of confusion in his heart.

Fortunately, the ghost puzzle just now gave me a month's lifespan, not the kind that was settled after the dungeon was over.

Now Shi Qian can be described as wealthy and powerful, and his shadow has swallowed up the ghost fragments, and the duration has been extended to twenty minutes.

At this moment, he had been in the form of ghosts, blocking all the bloody smell that spread out from the broken floors outside his body.

Of course, compared to using a ghost camera once, Shi Qian can only be considered a beggar.

One month plus the seven days left before, and now it is only 37 days. If you use the ghost camera once, it is actually a year's life expectancy?

A ghost can use it!

Fortunately, the power of curse is maintained, and it does not require a lifespan to be used once, so it is quite delicious...

Unfortunately, it is a task that can only deal with the severe winter, otherwise I will not be able to go out and will be sacrificed as a sacrifice.

So if it encounters severe winter, he only has one chance.

Must be wiped out with one blow.

Under the state of blessing of ghost shadow, Shi Qianwu's senses are transparent, and all the details around him are clearly reflected in his mind.

[Your eyes can also capture some subtle images, and the brain mobilizes memory to amplify them in consciousness]

Shi Qian's eyes were like a slide.

He saw the white light in the ward, as if Liu Yang and the others were sent out by the system.

I saw the blood flowing back, sweeping countless corpses.

The corpses included patients, nurses, and even endless wreckage of broken limbs turned into blood.

However, there are also a small part of the curse power that reintegrates into the black.

The nurses who were originally facial paralysis at the nurse station had patterns of sacrifices at their feet, and their blood was constantly seeping downwards.

"Sure enough, the patients and nurses in this hospital have problems. They are not only affected by the rules of the hospital, but also corroded by the bloody smell sacrificed in the severe winter."

Shi Qian's heart was slightly sank.

If you spend seven days according to the surface rules, the dungeon will inevitably be wiped out.

No one can survive.

The ward is a safe area, and the curfews mentioned by the nurse are temporary and useful. In the end, everything is controlled and the curse of the hospital is destroyed. Those will become evil forces that pierce all players.

The collapsed floor gradually faded away.

A layer of cold darkness began to spread around.

Suddenly.

Shi Qian landed steadily.

The dark body blends into the darkness, no distinction between each other.

A dark corridor was exposed to his vision.

From the depths that were hard to see clearly in the corridor, a faint feeling of coldness and bloodiness appeared.

In the eyes of Yin Ling, Shi Qian could clearly see the faint blood and energy extending in the direction until it was impossible to see clearly.

Obviously, the severe winter is hidden deep in this corridor.

Shi Qian sighed in one breath and still maintained his ghost shape.

I glanced at the system's task timing and ten minutes had passed.

Time doesn't wait for me.

Without stopping, Shi Qian immediately rushed towards the depths of the corridor.

With the blessing of ghost shadows, Shi Qian's body seemed to open the door to a new world, such as the powerful Vajra legs and the Kirin arms, the effect directly transcends the physical dimension.

However, as the deeper the deeper the yin and cold air becomes.

The darkness in front of me was about to drip.

He is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Shi Qian became alert.

It seemed that a strange force suddenly appeared behind.

Stop.

Shi Qian looked behind.

Because we moved too far, even the back became pitch black.

And in the darkness, an illusory figure slowly walked out, following the smell of blood, passing through his body in Shi Qian's shocked gaze, and drifted deeper into the ground.

soul……

And this person is wearing a patient's clothes.

It is not one of the players Shi Qian knew, but a patient who already existed in this hospital.

When this figure walks by.

It's like opening Pandora's box.

Countless figures appeared from behind Shi Qian, all kinds of, including patients, nurses, doctors, and players familiar to Shi Qian.

Wu Hanqing, Wang Hanhan, Wang Fang, Li Yan...

At this moment, they seemed to have lost consciousness and were confused, like those phantoms, floating towards the darkness ahead along the smell of blood.

"It's all the people who died in this hospital."

This dark corridor is like a special construction for these dead spirits, allowing them to go one after another and go to the abyss.

Only, there is one more living person, Shi Qian.

There was another roar above.

It seems like something collapsed.

Shi Qian's eyes were solemn, and he wiped his face, his body merged into darkness and disappeared.

A wide square with black and red domes intertwined.

Countless souls were successively thrown into the blood pool of the altar in the center, turning into nutrients, dispersing into countless blood and qi, floating upwards.

It obviously became a force of the nibbling curse again.

Around the square, there were countless people wearing blood-colored white coats kneeling towards the central altar.

Corridor exit.

The thin young man stands firm.

When Shi Qian saw these people, the expression on his face was extremely ugly.

Because all these people's faces are the same person, in the harsh winter!

Everything that is kneeling is in the harsh winter, and every one is!

However, some have damaged their eyes, some have damaged their mouths, some have lost their hands, and some have lost their legs.

They are all imperfect winters.

It is the product of distorting timeline!

Above the altar, a dark ghost baby was absorbing the huge smell of blood. The black air filled with the dome was almost completely lost.

The appearance of this ghost baby is still in the harsh winter.

The difference is from the kneeling corpses around.

This face is exactly the same as Shi Qian’s photo!

It was him who ate Chen Wei, it was him who ate Wang Fang's head, and it was him who ate all the flesh on Li Yan's body!

He is still the one who pulled Wu Hanqing and Cui Meng into the blood-colored dirty thing.

These people have become sacrifices and become nutrients for feeding ghost babies in severe winter!

He wants to be perfect.

Everything must be plundered.

"Shi Qian, your body smells delicious..."

A low voice echoed from the center of the altar.

moment.

Shi Qian felt that he was locked by a terrifying aura.
To be continued...