Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

The temperature has dropped...

This discovery made the cold heart not come, and at the same time he immediately confirmed his previous guess.

Can't be wrong!

This alley is definitely not as simple as it seems, there must be weirdness in it. For a while, Han Che felt a little regretful, he came in so hastily, if there was an accident, he really didn't even have a chance to evade.

However, he stopped the urge to turn around and go back. They all came in, it would be better to try hard to find out. More importantly, it is possible that as soon as he came in, he had been targeted by something.

If you go back suddenly, you will attract the other party's attention. In the current situation, all hopes can only be pinned on the corpse lamp.

Thinking of this, Hanzhe forcefully calmed down. Then he held the corpse lamp with both hands, and even the flashlight went out. He leaned on a blaze on the corpse lamp to illuminate, and walked forward slowly.

And the audience who was very excited just now saw the cold rut stepping into the alley without hesitation in a blink of an eye. For a while, the audience also calmed down and did not dare to disturb him anymore.

The width of the alley is very house, only about two meters, so the cold rut is almost measuring the distance between the walls on both sides with eyes, and when walking, keep yourself in the center at all times.

At least there is still some light in the center, so that at least it can reduce the chance of some danger.

As a result, the cold rut almost aroused his vigilance to the extreme. Walking in the dark and quiet tunnel, staring at the corpse lamp, while still paying attention to the feet with the corner of the light.

Even if there is a slight noise around, the cold rut can be immediately noticed.

Phoo~

As I walked forward, after about a dozen meters, I suddenly felt an oncoming wind blowing in the narrow tunnel.

This scene immediately made Hanzhe vigilant. You know, this tunnel is very narrow, and even if the wind blows, it will pass overhead. How can there be an oncoming wind?

Realizing this, Hanzhe hurriedly covered the flames that were trembling by the wind with his hands. When the breeze passed and the flames recovered, the cold rut was relieved.

You know, the corpse lamp is his only life-saving straw, if it is extinguished here, what will happen is not sure.

After regaining his composure, Hanzhe stared at the flames and continued to move forward. At the same time, his gaze slowly moved down, wanting to stare at the road below his feet with the corner of his eyes.

But it was this look, and then let him see a scene that he will never forget.

I saw that the breeze had just passed, the flames returned to calm again, and the road under his feet was also illuminated by candlelight. One meter before his feet, is the shadow of the base of the corpse lamp. But just around the shadows, Hanzhe clearly saw a pile of intricate shadows!

Those shadows are all human-like strips, and some outlines of clothing corners can be seen faintly. At first glance, it turned out to be the number of seven or eight shadows.

f*ck!

This TM meets the dead!

Suddenly, the blood on Hanzhe's body was cold. He blinked his eyes vigorously, lowered his head and looked down, only to see that the ghost under the lamp holder was still clear. But when he looked up and looked around, he could only see the surrounding walls on both sides. There was the occasional sound of wind blowing around, and there was only himself in the whole alley.

Damn it...

For a while, Hanzhe only felt a chill rushing from under his feet to the Tianling Gai. You don't need to think about it to understand, this alley is as he guessed, there is really something.

These shadows were illuminated by the flames of the corpse lamp. The shadow is under the base of the corpse lamp, so to speak...

Suddenly, Hanzhe's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes instinctively looked around the corpse lamp. Suddenly, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in Hanzhe's heart.

These dirty things were attracted by the flame of the corpse lamp, and they were now surrounding the flame. As he continued to move forward, these dead ghosts followed him.

Phoo~

And just when the heart of the cold rut was about to burst open, suddenly the breeze blew again. The only difference this time is that the wind is coming from behind the cold rut.

Hanzhe subconsciously blocked the flame with his hands, but then the breeze blew into his neck.

cold!

Suddenly, as the breeze blew over, Hanzhe suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. It's like something, like a human hand, or a hair moistened with water.

In an instant, the cold sweat came down.

He only felt as if a cold breath was about to squirt out of his throat, but he held his nose and mouth in a cold rut, and suffocated the breath.

Through the hint of the corpse lamp, he could feel that many things were gathering around him. Now if you suddenly make a sound, no one can predict what will happen.

As a result, Hanzhe calmed himself down and had to endure the fear and continue to move forward. At the same time, his ashen expression was also noticed by the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Anchor? What's wrong with you? What did you find?"

"Let me go! Why is the anchor's face so ugly?"

"Something is wrong! There must be a problem in this TM alley! The anchor must have seen something!"

"Anchor, please speak up! Say it!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room can't alleviate the sense of urgency in the cold heart. And being a little upset by these barrage noisy, the shit will no longer hesitate.

Without explanation, he directly pointed the live broadcast at the shadow under the corpse lamp.

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room was still noisy, but the following scenes made everyone feel cold all over.

In high-definition picture quality, human shadows on the ground are almost clearly visible. And, as the cold rut moves forward slowly, those shadows seem to be still striding forward to follow.

Needless to say, you can guess what it is.

As a result, the audience in the live broadcast room completely exploded after the initial panic.

"Fuck! Anchor, what have you encountered?"

"Dirty stuff! This TM has encountered a dead ghost!"

"The anchor, run! Get out of here! f*ck, there really is such a thing!"

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