“Ah!”
Han Mingming was completely unprepared for this and fell heavily to the ground!
She happened to land on a slope halfway up the mountain. Before she could stabilize herself, she tumbled all the way down.
She crashed into numerous withered trees and rocks along the way, rolling down twenty to thirty meters before finally coming to a stop.
“Ouch... Hiss!”
Han Mingming propped herself up and slowly sat up.
“How did my light veil snap?”
Just then, her entire body suddenly stiffened.
Behind her...
It felt like...
Was there something there?
She didn't dare to move—not even a single inch!
It was... a ghost!
The ghost was here!
It was right behind her!
Han Mingming's lips twitched. Having no time to hesitate, she immediately triggered her talent.
【Special Talent: Position Swap】
【Allows the user to lock onto a target through physical contact, swapping their positions. Both parties inherit each other's status, including Death Lock. Cooldown: Two days.】
Zuo Lin'an was indeed right behind her.
Three... two... one!
The hour struck.
However, just as he reached out his hand, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him had changed in the blink of an eye.
Hm?
Oh, wait, it was a different person entirely.
And his hand had just happened to land on the person's shoulder at that exact moment.
Zuo Lin'an immediately realized that this must be Han Mingming's talent.
Should he go look for her?
He instantly dismissed the thought.
The hunting time was only one minute. If he went looking for her now, he could definitely catch her, especially since he had a God's-eye view and could track players with zero blind spots.
But with a prey right in front of him, it would be a shame to let her go.
In that case, Han Mingming could wait until the next hour. He was in no hurry anyway.
Zuo Lin'an clamped his hand firmly onto the woman's shoulder.
Hmm... the one with purple eyes, her name was Zhou Yunyun, right?
Well, it didn't matter what her name was.
He forcefully suppressed all of her struggles and pinned her face-down to the ground.
The boning knife in his hand spun nimbly a few times, and in the next second, the tip of the blade rested against the skin of her nape.
The one swapped here by Han Mingming was indeed Zhou Yunyun.
As for why it was her?
There was no particular reason; she just happened to be the one selected.
“Let me go!!”
Zhou Yunyun struggled desperately, but that ice-cold hand was as unyielding as iron pincers.
Even the shoulder being held was starting to grow stiff from the intense cold of the specter aura.
Realizing her struggles were futile, she could only activate the light veil on her body, sending it winding up his hand and arm to completely wrap around the ghost.
She had often used this method to trap ghosts in the past.
Then, she would either disperse and destroy them, or suppress and imprison them. If she couldn't defeat or suppress them, she would use it to buy time and create an opportunity to escape.
But this time...
Her methods failed.
As for the talent she had drawn before entering the dungeon?
Although it was a special talent that seemed impressive, no matter how one looked at it, the 【Spirit Vision】 talent could not deal any direct, effective damage to the ghosts here.
“Who on earth... set me up?”
She knew it had to be one of the other two.
If she knew where exactly she was, combined with the directions the other two had fled in, she would definitely be able to deduce who it was.
But unfortunately... she didn't know their exact location.
At this moment, Zhou Yunyun suddenly felt something icy touch the back of her neck.
And then...
She felt it!
This ghost was skinning her!
“No!”
“Don't!”
“Stop it!”
The strips of light veil wrapped around Zuo Lin'an began to constrict and tighten continuously with the force of a giant python.
But unfortunately, this was completely useless against a specter.
Under his suppression, Zhou Yunyun had absolutely no power to resist.
However, while he was diligently doing his work, Zhou Yunyun unexpectedly stopped struggling.
Under Zuo Lin'an's somewhat surprised gaze...
She used her own blood to draw a sinister-looking malevolent ghost pattern on the ground, then reached into her mouth and pulled out two strands of hair.
Zuo Lin'an saw clearly that one of them was blonde.
Zhou Yunyun placed the two strands of hair in the center of the malevolent ghost pattern.
In the next second, the blood in her body began to gush out continuously, pouring frantically into the pattern until she was completely drained, leaving not a single drop of blood.
Before long, the malevolent ghost pattern seemed to come to life. It split from one into two, each devouring one strand of hair—one black and one blonde—before flying off in two different directions.
Having done all this, Zhou Yunyun collapsed limply, as if all her strength had been sucked dry.
Although Zuo Lin'an had been watching intently just now, he didn't forget to inject his specter aura into her to keep her clinging to her last breath.
“What is this?”
Zhou Yunyun was slightly taken aback.
She was surprised that she wasn't dead, and equally surprised by the voice coming from behind her.
Moreover, the voice sounded very familiar.
“You... are...”
Although she was kept alive by a thread, her life force was completely spent. Even if Zuo Lin'an didn't kill her, she would quickly die the moment the specter aura keeping her alive was withdrawn.
“The... young master... of the old residence...”
Zuo Lin'an repeated his question.
“What was that just now?”
Who knew what was going through Zhou Yunyun's mind, but in the end, she actually answered his question.
“The Blood Ghost Curse.”
“However much... blood... I sacrifice, it will... devour twice as much.”
Zuo Lin'an raised an eyebrow. She had pulled out two strands of hair just now.
They belonged to the other two women.
And each strand of hair had sacrificed half of her own blood.
In other words, once the other two were afflicted by the Blood Ghost Curse, all the blood in their bodies would be devoured.
If they were ordinary people, having all their blood devoured would certainly result in death.
But they were cultivators, so perhaps they had some means to counter it?
But was this actually not a talent?
At this moment, Zhou Yunyun suddenly asked a question.
“Who... sent me... here...”
Zuo Lin'an was a bit surprised, but he quickly understood what she meant.
An eye for an eye, a question for a question.
She didn't seem to have any doubts about the fact that a specter could speak and communicate.
Perhaps she had encountered too many ghosts and found it normal for them to speak.
“The blonde one.”
Zuo Lin'an said these two words. Upon hearing them, Zhou Yunyun laughed softly.
“Good!”
“Very good!”
She was extremely weak, her words disjointed.
“I knew it!”
“I knew it...”
Zuo Lin'an curled his lips.
So what if she knew?
Besides, Zhou Yunyun was in no position to judge others, was she? Hadn't she also used some sneaky method to steal two strands of hair and hide them in her mouth?
She certainly hadn't harbored any good intentions either.
Zuo Lin'an raised his hand and struck with his knife. Skinning, deboning, and dismembering—his movements were as smooth as flowing water.
Soon, Zhou Yunyun drew her final breath.
He left her remains scattered haphazardly and used his God's-eye view to observe the other two women.
The two crimson malevolent ghosts that had just flown from this spot had already drawn near them.
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