[MTL, BL] I Am The Wildest Among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

2.8

Lingyue knew that Shi Jin's strength was good, but she didn't take the initiative to ask for help, probably very confident in Rose.

Yan Xiashen and Lingyue didn't wait, they were still observing the wall, trying to find a way to crack it.

The wall is completely natural, there is no sign of the original, and the sound inside can not be heard when it is attached to it.

"The yin of these scissors is very heavy. It's not a common thing. I just used it to solve the dilemma of the mirror. I don't know if it will work on this wall."

Yan Xiashen expected many kinds of results, the scissors were destroyed or the wall was damaged, but he didn't expect that the scissors would easily plunge into the wall and make a dull sound like a sharp instrument piercing flesh.

Yan Xiashen pushed the scissors in, there was liquid seeping out of the wall, he used a candle to illuminate it, and the liquid turned scarlet under the candlelight.

Not surprisingly, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

"It's blood!" Yan Xiashen didn't let go of the scissors, but the result made his scalp numb. What is this wall and why is it bleeding?

"What's going on?"

Lingyue wanted to touch the wall, but Yan Xiashen shouted to stop, "Don't touch, this wall is not right."

A bony arm grew out of the wall, and the pale palm held the scissors upwards. , the sharp black nails are only a few centimeters away from Yan Xia Shen's hand.

The cold air hit the skin, and Yan Xia deeply felt a threatening aura.

Yan Xiashen's first reaction when he saw Ghost Hand was not panic, but, "I can't pull it out, it wants to grab my scissors!"

"..." Lingyue raised her voice and said anxiously, "Safety is more important, let go!

Yan Xiashen saw that the ghost hand was also injured by scissors .

"You can't escape this time!" The face without facial features grew out of the wall, the skin on the female ghost's face wrinkled with anger, and the killing intent was real.

Yan Xia lowered her eyes and determined that this was the female ghost in the white skirt just now. His scissors were just stuck at the ghost's eye position. The ghost has no eyes, but that part is still relatively fragile. The sore spot was pierced, so the female ghost was so angry that it killed him.

"It's you who should escape." Yan Xia Shen's tone was as usual, but despite the threat and oppression of the female ghost, he pushed the blood scissors with all his strength!

Since you like this pair of scissors, I'll give them all to you!

The female ghost screamed miserably, her entire face distorted in pain, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the wound on her face, staining Yan Xiashen's hand red.

The blood was probably just a phantom of yin, covering the skin with a cold, tingling sensation. Yan Xia endured deeply until the female ghost escaped.

After the female ghost escaped, the wall turned into a black mist, and the door engraved with "mystery" came back. The originally open door was closed, and Yan Xiashen's scissors made a hole in it.

Yan Xiashen pulled out the scissors, and the blood on his hands disappeared, leaving only a blue-purple mark.

Lingyue looked at Yan Xiashen's eyes full of admiration, "Mr. Chef, it's surprising that you actually drove the female ghost away."