Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Jian was taken aback, without a reaction: "...what?"

Ge Xiu did not speak, but answered him with practical actions.

A clear sound of broken glass sounded from the other end of the corridor. The young man standing beside shook the remaining glass **** on his clothes, and then went straight in and took a fire axe that seemed to be a few years old. Came out.

Chen Jian suddenly had an unknown premonition in her heart:

"Wait, don't you..."

Ge Xiu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. The tail of his eyes was slanted, and a little smile flashed across the deep and dark eyes, with a bit of cynical frivolousness and carelessness:

"There are two left, aren't they?"

Chen Jian's heart jumped. He stepped forward and said solemnly: "The buildings and props in the dungeon cannot be destroyed. Only by following the rules of the game can the task be completed."

"Can't destroy?"

Ge Xiu shrugged, weighed the fire axe in his hand lightly, and slightly hooked his lips:

"Try it and you'll know."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to answer, he rounded his arms and slashed the fire-fighting axe to the side of the tightly closed door!

The sharp white blade of the axe shone with cold light, and there was a piercing sound in the air.

"Crack!"

The cracking sound of the wooden door sounded in the deep and silent corridor, the axe blade was deeply embedded in the door panel, and the finely shredded wood chips fell as the ax blade was pulled out, leaving a hideous wound on the door panel.

Chen Jian's shocked eyes were about to fall out.

Other players who had experienced the game more than once were equally stunned. They stared blankly at the white-washed scar on the wooden door that was cut by the axe, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

This... how is this possible!

In the past, novice players were almost collapsed by ghosts and rules, trying to attack the buildings and props in the game in hysteria and despair.

However, the seemingly thin paper-like walls and the crumbling faded wooden doors, under the crazy attack of the players, are like copper walls and iron walls, and there is no way to shake them.

Even the light, torn paper, loose, and extremely unstable tables and chairs are not at all damaged by humans.

But the situation before them has completely subverted their common sense and cognition.

The door in the game dungeon... unexpectedly... was the player really left a trace on it? ? ?

This is not metaphysics! ! !

Before they were relieved from their shock, the axe fell on the door and the piercing sound of the wooden plank tearing sounded again one after another.

"Click" "click"!

After several relentless blows, it was still tightly tightened before, the airtight door was chopped to pieces, and a few sawdust hung on the big windy hole, and the appearance of the room can be clearly seen from the outside. .

Ge Xiu dropped his hand holding the fire axe and let out a long breath.

He turned his head and glanced at the dumbfounded people on the side, raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you coming?"

After speaking, he bent down and stepped in first.

In the next second, the young slender figure disappeared into the big hole in the door.

The rest of the players standing in the corridor looked at each other, and saw an almost trance look in each other's eyes at the same time.

They hesitated for a while, and finally took a deep breath and walked forward.

Players took a cautious look at the large irregular hole full of sawdust. The room inside was not lit like other naturally opened rooms, but it was dark, and it was completely impossible to reach out. See what's inside.

The cold and foul wind blowing from the dark room made people feel chilly in their backs.

In the darkness, the depths of that quiet cave exudes a strange and unknown aura.

Several bold players glanced at each other, they took a deep breath and became courageous, and then bent down, following Ge Xiu's appearance, carefully drilling in through the big hole in the door.

One of the players moved to the direction of the wall against the door panel, and then fumbled on the wall next to the door in the dark-the sound of "click, click" sounded in the ear, but the light above his head did not come on.

-Not surprisingly.

The player opened the backpack and took out the flashlight.

The lamppost dissipated the darkness in the room, just shining on a pale face looking out from the room.

The player was bluffed, his hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the flashlight steady.

Ge Xiu whose eyes were stunned inexplicably: "?"

The player exhaled a long breath as if he was a survivor, and his heart fell back into his chest cavity. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a low voice:

"How? Did you find something?"

Ge Xiu raised what was in his hands at them.

In his palm lies a lock of long hair that has been cut off.

The dark hair fell quietly from Ge Xiu's fingers, swaying gently as if being blown by the breeze, as if it was alive.

At this moment, the slightly swaying flashlight beam shone behind Ge Xiu.

There, countless dark and dense hair strands came out silently from the darkness, spreading their tentacles like a fine and dense spider web, swaying slowly and softly in the quiet and windless room, trying to pull their teeth and claws out. All the creatures in front of him chewed and chewed.

The slender and long young man stood in front of the dense strands of hair like an ocean, as if it would be swallowed in the next second.

The players couldn't help but take a breath, and a horrible chill instantly climbed up their backs, and they subconsciously screamed:

"behind--"

However, before they could blurt out their shouts, they saw the seemingly weak and beautiful young man suddenly spin around. His expressionless face, neat and unrestrained movements, the axe dropped in his hands, the sharp axe cutting and the ear-piercing sound of silk. Sounded in the narrow closed room.

In the next second, the screaming howl like a ghost's roar exploded in everyone's ears.

The dense strands of hair fluttered in the dark like a long snake, and continued to attack the young man standing in the middle of the room violently as if provoked!

The players were so scared that they hurriedly crawled and stumbled out of the big hole in the door that had been chopped out.

The lights in the corridor flickered, flickering and dimming, and the gap between the ceiling and the wall was violently shaken and dust fell, and the floor was sprinkled violently.

Across the wall, you can still hear the screams and the creepy sound of hair breaking through the air.

The players looked pale and looked at each other in shock.

Although the situation is critical, it is basically certain that as long as they escape to the corridor, the ghosts will not catch up.

At least temporarily safe.

One of the men swallowed hardly, and then hesitantly asked:

"In the room just now, the newcomer seemed to have hurt those hair? Couldn't it be me who read it wrong?"

At this moment, everyone suddenly reacted.

--Yes! !

It stands to reason that in all instances of this game, there are no countermeasures against ghosts. Players can only flee and buy time after encountering them. All their attacking intentions will be nullified. But the curse and harm of ghosts is real.

But... just now, they clearly saw that the novice player seemed to chop off the ghost's hair with an axe? ? ? ?

what happened? ? ?

Everyone exchanged each other's eyes, and everyone's eyes were the same astonished.

At this moment, the sharp screams in the room stopped abruptly.

There was dead silence in the corridor.

In the silence, regular footsteps can be heard slowly walking in the direction of the players.

"Da da da".

Everyone retreated subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, Ge Xiu bent over and stepped out of the cracked door. His expression was calm, without any emotional fluctuations, as if what happened just now was just an ordinary morning.

He straightened up in the corridor.

The players' eyes slowly moved down, and then fell silent at the same time: "..."

They were horrified to see that the amazing young man with a good-looking appearance was holding a handful of thick and dark hair lightly in his hands.

Unlike the species that seemed to have life just now, those thick locks of hair hung lifelessly on the ground, like seaweed washed ashore by the tide, curled up in a ball, hanging loosely.

Ge Xiu walked over with ease, and threw the hair he was holding in his hands before everyone's eyes:

"Four."

Obviously, Chen Jian did not feel relieved from the impact of the scene before him. He lowered his head blankly and stared at the hair that was thrown at his feet:

"that……"

His voice was dry, and his voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't figured out what he was going to say.

Chen Jian calmed down and finally found his own language: "That...the clue to the next floor..."

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows:

"unnecessary."

After speaking, he took the fire axe in his hand, turned and walked into the stairwell.

The players who were left downstairs looked at each other blankly, and spent a few seconds digesting the deep meaning of each other's words.

In the next second, they woke up like a dream, quickly turned around, and hurried to the fifth floor.

Before they reached the fifth floor, they heard the familiar and rough slashing sound.

The players took a deep breath and walked out of the stairwell.

Although they were mentally prepared, they couldn't help but take a breath when they saw the current appearance of the fifth floor.

This time, the opponent did not choose a certain door to smash, but began to destroy it on a large scale. All the blocked windows were pried open by an axe. The scattered wood chips and dust were all over the corridor, and even the walls were left. Deep axe marks.

Large tracts of wall covering peeled off, and under the wall covering, there are countless dense, large and small eyes.

The pitch-black eyes of various sizes were turning grunting, and there was a creepy malice in each eye, staring at the players standing in the corridor from the gap between the walls, silent and silent. Peeped silently.

Those eyeballs were close to each other, and it looked like a tumor from below the wall, with bright red blood spreading in the white of the eye. Such a scene was enough to make any sane adult have a nightmare.

At this time, the youth finally stopped the act of vandalism.

He tilted his head, frowned slightly, carefully examined the pile of spinal-cold eyeballs in front of him, as if thinking about something.

The next second, the young man slowly picked up the fire axe again, and tentatively poked one of the eyes with the axe handle.

"Aw——!!!"

The screams resounded through the building instantly.

Players: "..."

This time, they had no strength to make a fuss.