Ghost Groom

Emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all displayed openly, and her eyes even carried a trace of clinging intimacy.

She looked just like an ordinary little girl acting coquettishly toward someone she trusted.

For a moment, Zhao Yiyun's worldview shattered somewhat.

Could ghosts actually have feelings?

He had always thought that ghosts were a bunch of creatures dominated by resentment and addicted to slaughter.

Before the dizziness in his head could dissipate, he faced the cold and chilly expression of the Ghost Bride.

It seemed she might kill him here in the next second, or even more cruelly, chop him into a thousand pieces.

Zhao Yiyun: "..."

Unlike when facing Bo Shuo, toward other examinees, the Ghost Bride's malice was real and tangible, and she wished that everyone would die.

If Mr. Bo were not still here, she would have already made a move.

The Ghost Bride quietly raised her head to look at Bo Shuo.

The young man did not look at her, but instead kept his gaze fixed on an examinee huddled in the corner not far away, looking him up and down without any concealment.

His condition was undoubtedly poor, with his entire body curled into a ball, covered in wounds and bloodstains all over his face.

The others here also noticed Bo Shuo's gaze and cast their sights over as well.

Zhao Yunyi, who had already taken a Recovery Potion, snapped out of it and began to constantly size him up, trying to figure out why Bo Shuo treated him differently.

Yet after searching for a long time, his confusion only grew stronger; this clearly turned out to be just an ordinary examinee.

Indeed, in the eyes of others, this person was simply an examinee who had survived by sheer luck after encountering a life-and-death crisis.

At least in the eyes of everyone right now, that was how it appeared.

However, Bo Shuo was different. Within his line of sight, everyone had their own identity and title floating above their heads.

Yet the person in the corner was obviously different from the others. Everyone else had examinee nicknames above their heads.

As for him, what he wore above his head was npc.

(npc: Ghost Groom)

Bo Shuo stared at him with cold eyes and spoke, "Stop pretending."

The person in the corner seemed frightened by Bo Shuo, smiling even more uglily than crying as he trembled weakly, "Big Shot, what are you talking about?"

No one present dared to breathe, and even the Ghost Bride's expression carried a hint of confusion.

Stop pretending? Pretend what?

Before they could understand Bo Shuo's words, he had already made his move.

A cold light flashed, the blade left his hand and thrust straight toward that man, accurately targeting the throat.

The man failed to dodge in time, and his throat was abruptly slit, blood spraying out.

Then he collapsed to the ground.

The breathing of the people next to him stagnated. It seemed none of them expected Bo Shuo to suddenly launch an attack. Shivering abruptly, they slowly lowered their heads and met the man's eyes, which remained open in death, a layer of goosebumps rising across their backs.

(Emotion Points from examinees +999+999...)

(Now they have a huge psychological shadow of you~)

Only the Ghost Bride watched curiously from the side. She had long since grown used to such bloodshed, simply wondering why Bo Shuo had made a move.

She even curled her lip in disgust at the corpse, complaining, "It's all his fault! Couldn't he just commit suicide himself? For no good reason, he dirtied Mr. Bo's hands."

Her stance completely sided with Bo Shuo.

Examinees present: "..."

(Emotion Points from examinees +999...)

The twist happened in the very next second. The corpse that had just fallen to the ground began to stagger to its feet. A hand reached out from behind, touched its own frantically bleeding neck, and then forcefully wrenched it to both sides.

Accompanied by a horrifying tearing sound, this outer layer of skin was ruthlessly ripped into two halves.

The group of examinees surrounding it were all terrified by this sudden turn of events.

What was going on? Did corpses even spring back to life here?

From within the flesh and blood, a familiar face was revealed.

The skin was pale white, exuding hazy Ghost Qi, with upturned eyebrows, ruthless lips, and a lean body.

"It's the Ghost Groom!" an examinee blurted out in shock.

A chill in the air spread all the way up from the spine, followed immediately by a cracking sound.

The Ghost Bride's eyes turned crimson, the gaps between her fingers still stained with large chunks of stone wall she had gouged out, and the black hair behind her stood on end like steel needles, flashing with icy hostility.

Enemies meeting on a narrow path turned exceptionally jealous of each other.

The very next second after the Ghost Groom appeared, the prompt of the Proctoring System rang out in the minds of all examinees.

(Beep, detected that examinee Bo Shuo has completed the bonus question -- help the Ghost Bride find the Ghost Groom (20 points).)

All the examinees present raised their heads in unison, their faces showing shock.

It turned out to be a bonus question!

One had to know that bonus questions were extremely difficult to trigger. Triggering them every single time meant risking one's life, and each question had a tight time limit and extreme difficulty, making them hard to complete even for top experts in the top 10,000 of the rankings.

Yet now it had been cracked so effortlessly.

Looking at the young man's calm expression, Zhao Yunyi felt a heartfelt burst of admiration.

Such terrifying observational skills.

Putting oneself in those shoes, if it were him, he probably would have been kept in the dark the entire time.

Let alone completing the task, as long as the Ghost Groom did not show his face, there was no way he could have ever imagined that the Ghost Groom had actually disguised himself as an examinee and stayed by their side all along.

Not only had the examinees failed to expect this, but the Ghost Groom on the other side had completely failed to anticipate the current scene either.

He completely broke down, his resentful gaze staring fixedly at Bo Shuo as if he wanted to tear him apart alive.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could you see through my disguise? Obviously I hid it so well, and there was only one hour left—just one hour left until the Ghost Marriage was completely concluded!"