The light in the room also began to dim slowly. A few hours later, Shen Hui looked up and looked around. Apart from the red candle in front of him, there were only six burning candles left. Only a few burning candles on his side still gave off a faint light, and the other side of the room had no candles to illuminate, and it had long been plunged into darkness. I'm afraid those ghosts in the deep darkness have revealed their true colors and are staring at Shen Hui. Naturally, Shen Hui also knew that he had already started calling for Da Shen Whip in his heart, and Da Shen Hui immediately established a relationship with Shen Hui. A few minutes later, the 99th person also finished his strange talk and blew out his own candle. Now, only the candle in front of Shen Hui is still burning. Shen Hui could feel that the moment the ninety-ninth candle went out, everyone's eyes "two five three" were fixed on him. Shen Hui could even vaguely hear that there seemed to be something in the house who was wearing rough clothes, and seemed to be a little impatient. Shen Hui knows that there are only ninety-nine ghost stories in a hundred stories, so don't fail to find the hundredth one.

Otherwise, all the storytellers will be taken away by the evil ghosts and brought into the gate of hell. But besides Shen Hui, all the people present were ghost phantoms created by Qing Xingdeng, pretending to be human beings to deceive Shen Hui. Sensing that all eyes were on her, Shen Hui didn't panic. With a thought, Da Shen Whip has entered this illusory space and is lying firmly on Shen Hui's lap. Shen Hui put away the golden light that had been shining on the magic whip, so no one except himself knew that the magic whip was now in Shen Hui's hands. "Now, it's my turn to tell you the hundredth ghost story. As Shen Hui said, he put his arms on the table and glanced at the people sitting there. There is a golden light flowing in his eyes, and everything in the darkness is guarded by Shen Hui. The farthest place from him, there was no longer the candlelight, and the people sitting there had already revealed their true colors. They were all kinds of grotesque monsters with disgusting pustules on their bodies, which made Shen Hui feel a little nauseous after seeing them. But Shen Hui didn't show it, just acted like he didn't see anything, and continued to say: "You must have never heard of the strange story I told you." "This strange story is not something I can say in a few words." As Shen Hui spoke, he stood up slowly. The red candle in front of him was extraordinarily bright, and the candlelight shone on Shen Hui's face, all the monsters present could only see a cold smile. "This weird talk is my name." "Shen Hui!" "I'll be tonight, all of you, weird talk!" As soon as the words were finished, Shen Hui suddenly jumped up, and the magic whip in his hand shone with a strong golden light, directly re-illuminating the originally dark room.

And those monsters who were originally in the dark were suddenly illuminated by the dazzling golden light, and they all felt very uncomfortable immediately, and let out terrifying roars from their mouths. With the whip up and down, Shen Hui was already holding the magic whip, and the day whip hit an old man-like monster closest to him. The monster was blinded by the golden light of the magic whip, how could he notice that Shen Hui had already launched an attack on him. The old monster's head was directly smashed into pieces by Shen Hui. The headless old monster fell directly to the ground, and then disappeared into a wisp of white smoke. Seeing this, Shen Hui was cold for the first week. Sure enough, as he expected, these are all illusions created by Qing Xingdeng. This was nothing more than an attempt to completely collapse Shen Hui's psychological defenses through the horrific strange talks and weird atmosphere. In this way, Qing Xingdeng can take away Shen Hui's soul and put it into the gate of ghosts. Unfortunately, Shen Hui is not something it can handle. After beating a monster to death with one whip, Shen Hui was relentless, flipping the magic whip in his hand continuously, every time he struck a monster, he could take away the life of a monster. After a while, several monsters were killed by Shen Hui. Only at this time did the other monsters get used to the intense light in front of them. Later, they discovered that Shen Hui was mercilessly slaughtering their companions. This man seems to be different from the people who came in before! All the monsters were dumbfounded. Which of the people who came in before was frightened by their horror stories and weird atmosphere, and they were all stiff and unable to move... Why is this person not only listening to ninety-nine horror ghost stories, but even saying his own name as a ghost story, and now he is killing their monster partners effortlessly! is this really human To say that among this group of monsters, the strongest is the dry old man who spoke the first strange story. Now, he also revealed his own body. Seeing that Shen Hui was madly slaughtering his companions, the withered old man roared and rushed towards Shen Hui. Since you can't take away his soul, just kill him right here. And Shen Hui just killed another monster, and when he turned around, he saw the dry old man rushing towards him. Other monsters can't dodge it, so there are still some monsters who take the initiative to come forward to die? Shen Hui was also not polite, and directly swung the magic whip at the withered old man who was rushing towards him. The air trembled violently, and with Shen Hui's movements, a phantom of a several-meter-long whip suddenly appeared on the head of the old man Bingku. Hitting the God Whip Phantom slammed down on the head, and the dry old man raised his arm to block, but he obviously underestimated the power of the Hitting God Phantom, thinking that he could easily block the blow. "Boom!"

Hitting the God Whip Phantom directly pressed down heavily, smashing the dry old man into the ground. The dry old man couldn't bear the blow, and immediately turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissipated in the house. At the same time, the blow of the magic whip directly smashed a big hole in the ground of the hut at , and the whole room was violently moving. Seeing that the old man withered was easily killed by Shen Hui. The rest of the monsters withered immediately. Shen Hui wanted to kill them, it was not easy. The old man withered is in charge of the combat force in this room, and even he was killed in seconds, so there is no need to fight. Now, all the monsters looked into Shen Hui's eyes, full of fear. Is this really human? Are the current human beings already so terrifying in strength? Can you just rub these monsters on the ground casually? At this time, the group of monsters also understood the meaning of Shen Hui's previous words. "Shen Hui!" "I'll be tonight, all of you ghost stories!"