Immersive Thriller Game

Peng Qiangyu never expected that Han Ying would take a big risk out of anger. Although he wanted to stop it, it was too late.

"Oh? You choose a big adventure? Very good, I admire your courage." The female ghost applauded Han Ying's choice, "Then let me talk about the content of the big adventure."

As she spoke, the female ghost took out a deformed scarf from her pajamas.

This scarf was a clue item that Kong Shiyu found in Han Ying's room, and somehow it fell into the hands of the female ghost.

The female ghost grabbed one end of the scarf and shook it. The scarf rushed to Han Ying like a flexible snake, then quickly wrapped around her neck and pulled her into the air.

Han Ying grabbed the scarf with her hands in pain and kicked her legs hard, but her struggle only made the scarf tighter and tighter.

The female ghost raised her head and said to Han Ying: "The content of the adventure is that you need to stay up there for 10 minutes. When the time is up, you can come down."

"What? 10 minutes? She will die if this continues. Please let her go quickly!" Peng Qianning begged.

"Do you love her?" the female ghost suddenly asked for no reason.

Peng Qiangyu was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Love, of course I love you!"

"Since you love her so much, then I will give you a chance to atone. You can support her below and help her survive these 10 minutes. You saved her life. I believe she will forgive you!"

"Really? Thank you so much!"

As he said this, Peng Qiangyu turned around and was about to ask Han Ying, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that his left wrist was tightly held by a cold hand.

He turned around and found that the person holding his wrist was actually a female ghost.

Seeing the cold smile on the female ghost's face, he suddenly felt a chill running through his body.

"What are you..."

"If it's so easy for you to save her life, you can't express your love for her at all, so I've added a little test for you."

With that said, the female ghost took out a male ring from her pajamas. This ring was the clue item that Kong Shiyu found in Peng Qiangyu's room.

The female ghost held up Peng Qiangyu's hand, and then put the ring on his middle finger. However, the ring was a bit small, and it got stuck on the second joint of the finger and could not be put on.

"This ring is a bit small, why don't you change it on your little finger... ah!"

Peng Qiangyu suddenly screamed. It turned out that the female ghost put the ring on his middle finger with force, and directly scraped off the skin and flesh at the end of the finger.

After putting the ring on, the female ghost loosened her hand, and Peng Qiangyu suddenly felt a force of gravity coming from his middle finger, and then his hand hit the coffee table with a "pop" sound.

He tried to lift his hand, but the ring on his middle finger seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pressing his hand firmly on the coffee table. Let alone lifting it, he couldn't even move it.

Moreover, the flesh and blood around the ring was so bloody that he did not dare to pull hard.

"Nowadays, many people like to talk about love, but true love is heavy. If you want to reflect its value, sometimes you may have to pay a price."

The female ghost sighed, then put her hand into her pajamas.

Her white pajamas looked very thin and had no pockets, but she could always take something out of it, just like Doraemon's treasure bag.

This time what she took out turned out to be a sharp axe.

She put the ax on the coffee table. Although she didn't say it, her meaning was obvious. The only way to save Han Ying was to use the ax to cut off the finger with the ring on it.

And because Peng Qiangyu's whole palm was spread out on the coffee table, when he cut it, the two fingers next to him would probably suffer as well.

So if he wants to save Han Ying, the price he has to pay is really not a small price.

"Uh... uh..."

Han Ying, who was hung in the air by her scarf, was still struggling, but her face had turned red, her eyes were bulging, and her feet were obviously not as strong as before.

Looking at her current state, she probably won't be able to hold on for even a minute.

"Han Ying..."

Seeing Han Ying's painful expression, Peng Qiangyu showed hesitation. Although he really wanted to save Han Ying, he was even more reluctant to let go of his own fingers.

Moreover, a dirty thought came to his mind. If Han Ying was really dead, would that mean that he could be with Han Ying's best friend openly?

"Qiang Yu...save me..."

Han Ying grabbed the scarf around her neck with one hand, and stretched out her other hand towards Peng Qiangyu, her two bloodshot eyes showing a begging look.

It seems that her survival instinct has allowed her to let go of her resentment towards Peng Qiangyu.

But Peng Qiangyu, who had just kept saying that he loved her and was even willing to give everything for her, turned his head to the other side and deliberately did not look at her.

"Uh... Peng Qiangyu... I hate... uh..."

Han Ying's struggle suddenly became violent. Her legs were kicking irregularly and her body was swinging back and forth in the air.

But this was just a flashback before her death. Gradually, her movements became slower and slower.

Finally, her hands hung down feebly, and her legs stopped kicking.

She...is dead!

"You are really cruel!" the female ghost said in a cold tone.

Peng Qiangyu said confidently: "What can I do? If I really cut off my fingers to save her, she will definitely abandon me in the end because I become disabled. Then I will get nothing in the end?"

"hehe……"

Seeing the female ghost sneer at him, Peng Qiangyu said fearfully: "Didn't you say it was the last one just now? You don't know how to keep your word!"

"It counts, of course it counts, you can leave now!"

The female ghost was leaning leisurely on the sofa, and it seemed that she really planned to let Peng Qiangyu go.

"But the ring on my finger..."

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me!"

As she said this, the female ghost grabbed the ax on the coffee table and chopped off Peng Qiangyu's wrist fiercely.

There was just a "click" sound, and Peng Qiangyu's entire left hand was forcibly chopped off.

"ah……"

Peng Qiangyu covered his bare wrists and rolled on the ground, wailing. In addition to the severe pain, he also felt deep regret.

If he had chosen to save Han Ying just now, he would have only needed to chop off three fingers at most.

But now not only has the person not been saved, but he has also lost his entire left hand. This time, he is really at a huge loss.

Due to pain and excessive blood loss, Peng Qiangyu's consciousness gradually became blurred.

The moment he fainted completely, he saw Han Ying hanging in the air with his head lowered, his tongue sticking out of his mouth, and a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at him with a gleam of hatred...

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Thanks to "Knights who remember Buluo" for the reminder charms and flowers, thank you to "Coffee without sugar is very bitter" for the reminder charms, thank you "Jin Shang Super Zuo" for the reminder charms, and thank you for the gold coins.

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