Xiao Lan didn't know how long she had been walking on the stairs. Just as it looked on the outside, this staircase was just a monotonous repetition, making people wonder if it was trying to trap people here.

During the nerve-wracking monotonous movement upstairs, Xiao Lan suddenly felt a weak wind blowing across his cheeks. It was clearly a breeze, but it seemed to carry a sharp edge that made his skin feel a slight tingling.

The keen crisis warning worked, Xiao Lan subconsciously dodged to the side.

Immediately, he saw a mark that seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade on the position where he was standing. The mark was deeply left on the ground, and there seemed to be nothing in front of him.

What is attacking Xiao Lan?

The next moment, a black wind swept past Xiao Lan.

Luo, who was standing quietly beside Xiao Lan, suddenly jumped out. Luo rarely acted without Xiao Lan's order. His fingertips gleamed with pitch-black claws, and he attacked what looked like nothing.

Then, there was a sharp scream in the air.

I couldn't tell what the sound was like, it was not a sound that Xiao Lan was familiar with.

Luo's figure fluttered in the air, and as each of his attacks fell, some black mist could be seen in the air being torn out, as if there was an invisible monster in front of him.

After several confrontations, Luo retracted his claws and stopped attacking, returning to Xiao Lan with graceful steps.

Xiao Lan was puzzled: "What happened?"

Luo tidied up his sleeves slowly: "I felt a certain part of my breath just now. He should be attacking everything that is approaching by instinct, so he will attack you."

Xiao Lan looked forward. In his field of vision, there were still ordinary stairs, and there was nothing unusual. However, something did attack him from there just now.

Luo explained: "Now he should be hiding, and his breath has become very weak. Unless it is a sense of the same origin like me, it is difficult to find."

Xiao Lan was a little curious: "The rest of you don't seem to have the same mind as you."

Luo smiled slightly: "Just as there is only one human brain, of course there is only one part of me that has the ability to think."

Although almost lost in the long dark torment.

Xiao Lan: "Can we find his trace now?"

"I can't feel it after a little distance. This is affecting my perception." Luo shook his head, "Go ahead sir, since he has already sensed my existence, he will definitely come to me on his own initiative."

He looked forward with a murderous smile: "After all... we all have the same desire to devour each other."

Xiao Lan was a little worried: "Every time I find a part of you and need to swallow it, will it have any effect on you."

Luo's beautifully shaped eyes turned to Xiao Lan, and the bottom of the dark eyes glowed with a layer of gold, as if to read something on his face: "The more I swallow, the closer I will be to the original me. These parts look like Very aggressive, if the original me was a crazy monster, would you feel fear or disgust, sir?"

Xiao Lan thought about this hypothesis: "I think with your pride, you will not allow yourself to become an irrational monster."

Although the time he knew each other was not long, Xiao Lan could feel the pride in Luo's body that seemed to be carved into the bone marrow, and it had not changed since he was just a shadow in the envelope.

"Hehehehe..."

Luo laughed in a low voice, matched with his deep voice, which made people feel numb in his ears.

He looked at Xiao Lan seriously, then leaned over slightly: "Sir, thank you for your trust, I will do my best to keep myself sane."

For something that he didn't have confidence in himself, someone could actually trust him like this, this feeling... It's so good. It seems that he has to work harder not to disappoint his master.

——

After temporarily resolving the attack, the two moved on.

I don't know how long I walked, but the stairs that could not see the end gradually appeared. The front was a cold white light, like an old fluorescent lamp, and I could vaguely see that there seemed to be a room behind.

However, a few figures stood quietly at the end of the stairs, blocking their way.

The mother and daughter standing hand in hand with their heads bowed, next to the little leather ball that kept beating in place.

The pregnant woman was soaking wet and dripping water, and there was a pool of water that seemed to have life under her feet.

The cultist holding his head with Meng Ze's body was watching Xiao Lan with a malicious smile.

The couple who were soaked in blood and crawling on all fours, the blood under them was slowly winding down the stairs.

Neighbors who had been away for a while were reunited again.

They waited silently, as if welcoming the arrival of the two of them. This time, it seems that they are going to join forces and give the two guys in front of them a fancy social beating.

The blood from the lovers' bodies flowed to Xiao Lan's face little by little. He stepped on it unceremoniously, and then took out [this is a highly poisonous dagger] from the storage space with his backhand.

Although the daggers are mostly useless to the apparently non-human ex-neighbors in front of them, at most they cut the clothes, hair, and corpses manipulated by them.

But the most important thing in a fight is the momentum!

Xiao Lan, who has worked night shifts for many years and has accumulated rich experience in punching hooligans and kicking gangsters, said this.

As long as you show the momentum of "I'm the best in the world" and stand on the field, you will win half of the battle first.

The dagger in Xiao Lan's hand held a beautiful knife flower in the air.

He lowered his face and looked at the people in front of him fiercely: "Who will come first?"

At this moment, Luo, who was beside him, was also very cooperative, showing his sharp claws on his fingertips, and a dangerous smile appeared on his lips. The two of them together looked like the wildest cub on the street.

The couple who bear the brunt: "..."

It seems that some bad memories have emerged. Even after life and death, it is still unforgettable and unfading. Sure enough, there are some things that cannot be forgotten no matter what.

Looking at Xiao Lan who were getting closer, the man in the couple had an idea. He said to his girlfriend, "Xiaoya, let's break up. I don't think we are suitable. I really can't stand you anymore."

The female ghost in the pool of blood was suddenly furious: "Damn, my mother's name is Xiaoli!!!"

Speaking of the bloody slap, he slapped the male ghost, and the male ghost didn't flinch, he waved his arms and started to resist, and the two ghosts fought into a pile. The blood on their bodies was splattered everywhere, and they were all over the stairs, which looked quite spectacular.

In the tussle between you and me, they gradually moved away from the core position of the battle circle, and there was a trend of fighting farther and farther.

Good one takes advance as retreat, really underestimated the wisdom of these two people before.

The remaining neighbors: "..."

The dog teammate just sold us, what should we do?

Pregnant woman gave single mother a look: hit?

Single mother: You can do it.

Pregnant woman: I can't handle these two animals!

Single Mother: Can I do it!

Pregnant woman: Your daughter gave the smelly can in their hands!

Single mothers:  …

Little girl: Wronged Baba...

The cultist on the side had already covered his face with his hands and was technically offline.

This scene perfectly revealed that the wild team in the temporary group was so unreliable.

While they were still addicted to eye contact, Xiao Lan gave Luo a look, and Luo understood in seconds.

The next second, Xiao Lan used [You Can't See Me] to eliminate the existence of the ghosts in front of him. At the same time, Luo also turned into a shadow and disappeared in place.

It's a pity that Luo's trick to help hide his breath can only be used when Xiao Lan remains still, and it will be exposed if he needs to move.

By the time the good neighbors of the new era recovered from their eye contact, the fierce god in front of them had disappeared.

Although they no longer needed to breathe, they still breathed a sigh of relief.

——

After leaving the stairs, Xiao Lan walked towards the hidden place on the fifth floor.

This so-called fifth floor looks weird.

It is like a maze composed of countless rooms. The rooms are all connected to each other. Each room has at least two or three doors, and as many as four or five doors. If you want to enter the next room, you must pass through the previous one.

Xiao Lan pushed open several silent rooms in succession, and Luo grabbed her wrist when she was about to open the next door.

Luo raised the corners of his lips: "Sorry sir, can this door be handed over to me to open?"

Xiao Lan understood in seconds that this must be the other part of Luo hiding inside. He took a step back in a kindly manner and watched Luo stretch out his hand and push towards this unknown door.

This time Xiao Lan finally saw the dark shadow in front of him.

This black shadow is completely different from that of Liudao Hot Spring. He is like a cobweb intertwined on the roof. He has no specific shape, and it is difficult to distinguish the head and tail.

Seeing Luo who pushed in the door, he seemed very violent, and the tentacle-like shadow danced wildly, attacking directly towards Luo.

Luo Fei quickly met the attack of the shadow, and before leaving, he took the time to say to Xiao Lan, "Sir, please wait a moment."

Xiao Lan also understood that this was Luo's battlefield, and he would not help him out of self-righteousness.

The slender figure and the pitch-black tentacles waving in the sky fought together. Every attack from both sides spared no effort. They tore each other with all their might, and scattered black fragments kept appearing in the air.

Luo's sharp claws cut off the countless tentacles that attacked him, causing the shadow to let out a harsh scream.

In the next instant, more tentacles attacked, some were cut off, some were dodged, and some pierced his arms and body, leaving black blood from the wound.

The bright color of this blood reminded the bystander that Luo Fei was a human being.

Luo reached out and wiped off the blood stuck to his cheek. His face was filled with the excitement of a stalker. Even with his movements, more and more blood fell from his wound, leaving black marks on the ground. .

Luo looked at the pitch-black tentacles in front of him, grinned, and his teeth were white: "Want to devour me?"

As if responding, the dancing of the tentacles became more frantic.

"Hehehe..." Luo raised the corners of his lips, his eyes full of pride, "It's impossible with you alone."

Hearing this, the tentacles seemed to be provoked, and suddenly attacked Luo overwhelmingly, with a posture that seemed to crush everything in the next second.

However, right in front of him, Luo's figure disappeared.

In the next instant, countless sharp lights flashed past, severing all the black tentacles in the sky and turning them into black smoke.

The black shadow let out an extremely high-pitched scream, but it couldn't stop Luo from reaching into his core, and with the unwilling and angry roar, the black shadow was swallowed up bit by bit.

Luo tidied up his clothes and devoured the shadow. The original injuries on his body began to recover quickly, and it might not be long before they would completely disappear.

He was walking towards Xiao Lan who was waiting with a smile.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, as if the soul had been forcibly torn apart, tormenting Luo's every trace of consciousness violently and sharply.

That is, from the depths of the soul, the most painful memory, but at this moment was retrieved again.

The scene that was torn apart at that time appeared in my mind, and with the pain of that moment, it swept again.

"Hmm—" Luo bit his lip tightly, barely suppressing the painful cry that was about to come out, but he could no longer maintain his standing posture. He knelt on one knee on the ground, but still straightened his back and refused to fall down.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Xiao Lan hurried over and supported Luo's crumbling body: "Luo! What's wrong with you?!"

Luo raised his head, and Xiao Lan realized that the situation was more serious than he expected. Luo's beautiful face was full of cracks, and the broken place revealed the dark interior, like a broken fine porcelain.

Black bloodstains flowed out from the cracks in his body, and it looked very bad.

Leaning on Xiao Lan's arms, Luo Qiang held on to speak, his voice hoarse and broken: "I'm sorry...I may...for the time being...there is no way to maintain a human form...Please, sir."

Xiao Lan nodded at him: "I will take you through the customs."

Luo smiled reluctantly: "Thank you...you."

It seemed that he was about to lose consciousness.

Xiao Lan quickly added her own question: "Wait! What will you become?"

Luo Wei's untraceable voice came from his arms: "No...I know..."

Xiao Lan was a little worried holding the unconscious Luo, what would you do if you turned into a puddle of darkness? Is it necessary to find a special bottle to pack you, and don't know if it will be silly to divide it into two bottles...