Xiao Lan was about to speak.

Suddenly, Luo reached out and touched his cheek.

Although he was wearing the gloves, he could still feel the slight heat of Luo's fingertips, and the fingertips slid across his face, causing a slight itch.

Luo said softly, "You are hurt."

Looking at the face of the other party, what Xiao Lan wanted to say was like the balance at the end of the month, and he couldn't find it anymore.

It was only now that Xiao Lan recalled that there seemed to be a wound on her cheek that she suffered from avoiding silk threads in Miss B's story.

Because it was just a small mouth, he didn't care much.

After a while, Luo retracted his hand, with a bit of regret in his tone: "Unfortunately, now I can only do so much."

Xiao Lan reached out and touched it, and sure enough the wound had healed for the most part, leaving only a shallow opening.

He looked at Luo in amazement. Did his all-around friend have developed a new skill?

However, it seems that in memory, the former Luo originally had the ability to heal.

Luo has never used the healing ability before, probably because his physical condition does not allow it. Now that he can use it again, does it mean that his condition is much better?

Xiao Lan asked, "How much have you recovered this time?"

While helping Xiao Lan heal the wound on his arm, Luo said: "I have harvested a lot of scattered fragments, it is still impossible to fight against the boss who controls the dungeon, but it is a good chance to win against the general high-level players."

Xiao Lan expressed her envy about this. The way I beat myself to level up is really good, so every time Luo beats his own fragments, is he so happy?

Waiting for Luo to deal with the wound quickly.

Xiao Lan and Luo talked about the current situation and their plans, and the two walked towards the study on the roof together.

——

On the way, although the building of Mingyue Pavilion could not be destroyed, it could be seen that there were bloodstains in many places on the ground.

Apparently someone was attacked.

I don't know whether the attack came from a ghost or a player, but now in Xiao Lan's mind, the player and the ghost are already at about the same level of danger.

The advanced field is really a completely different place from before.

Not only is there no unity and friendship at all, but even peace and quiet has become a luxury.

Shortly after walking, two corpses appeared in front of him.

The two corpses fell to the ground, their bodies dark and swollen, with deep cuts in their throats. The movements at the time of death looked very ferocious, but this death state was also somewhat familiar.

Xiao Lan remembered that the first time he saw Qi Ning take action, the dead person was almost like this.

This is - the Black Death.

And this is also one of Qi Ning's skill effects, so, is it Qi Ning's handwriting?

Xiao Lan looked around carefully and saw some blood-stained black clothes on the ground.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

Luo took a step forward and checked the debris on the ground: "The material and texture of the clothes on Qi Ning's body are the same, but it is not ruled out that it is the same type of clothing item, although the possibility is very low."

Xiao Lan looked at the direction of the blood on the ground, could it be Qi Ning over there?

At this moment, a sound similar to that of a bow and arrow came from the front, and a metal crash could be vaguely heard.

There seems to be a battle ahead.

Xiao Lan made a decision: "Let's go take a look first."

Qi Ning's methods are extreme, cruel and slaughter, but he has never attacked innocent people, which means that he is both righteous and evil. Even because of that afternoon tea, Xiao Lan and Xiao Lan were barely friends.

Xiao Lan didn't want to sit back and watch the other party die, especially if he might die at the hands of those wanted criminals.

Luo nodded: "Okay."

The two walked along the blood trail.

On the way, saw a larger amount of blood, and arrows stained with blood. The arrows also had some flesh and blood, which was probably pulled out of someone's body.

Xiao Lan frowned and quickened her pace.

Bloodstains entered a room.

Xiao Lan and the two approached the room carefully, observing the situation inside.

This is a room with a high ceiling, divided into two floors, with books on all four walls, and a few stairs to go up and down, presumably used as a library.

In the corner of the room stood a black figure, dressed like a medieval plague doctor, with a top hat and snow-white hair.

It was Qi Ning.

He was not in a good state at the moment, a golden chain pierced his chest, and a lot of blood gushed from his wound.

When Qi Ning wanted to take off the chain, there would be a burst of electric light on the chain. The light seemed to bring intense pain, causing Qi Ning to tremble and have to stop his movements.

Other than that, the room was empty.

But from time to time, arrows shot out from the void, heading in the direction of Qi Ning.

Obviously, there are other people here.

Some of these arrows will be blocked by Qi Ning, while others can only be avoided in embarrassment.

Following Qi Ning's movements, blood was constantly dripping from under the hem of his dark clothes.

Perhaps, the entire black dress has been stained with blood.

There was a buzzing sound in the air.

The voice seemed to come from all directions, making people unable to find the source of the voice: "Qining, do you think you are righteous? The lone ranger who hunts down the wanted criminal sounds cool, doesn't it? I bah—"

"This is coming to the world, there are more murderous guys than us, don't we just kill a few ordinary people? What's the matter? Why don't you do something to those lunatics?! You know that you will catch us like a mad dog and won't let go. , do you know how many people want to kill you?"

Qi Ning laughed softly and leaned against the wall: "I'm not interested in knowing."

Accompanied by laughter, bloodstains spilled out from the corner of his mouth and from the gap of the mask, and was wiped off by his cuffs at will.

This is the advantage of wearing black, so that the enemy can't see your embarrassed appearance covered in blood.

"Humph!" The voice was obviously irritated by Qi Ning's laughter, "You can't keep your mouth shut."

"But I didn't expect that this time, I set a trap for you. The three of us started together, and you still killed two of them."

"But it doesn't matter, how long can you hold on? Are you still standing up straight?"

"I don't need to do anything, you'll die in the corner like a dog, what a way to die for a mad dog hahaha."

After speaking, the other party no longer made a sound, and the arrows in the air no longer struck.

As if he was waiting leisurely to see Qi Ning dying

Qi Ning's breathing was a little short.

He really couldn't hold it anymore, and now he is just barely supporting it against the wall.

He secretly took out a syringe——[Adrenaline X0044].

This item can temporarily restore his peak combat power, but then he will fall into a state of prostration, unable to fight any more, and anything can kill him.

what to do? Want to use it now?

But then I'm afraid...

While thinking about it, Qi Ning felt that [Dark Crow Whisper] was activated.

This means that someone is contacting him.

Qi Ning connected the communication.

[Dark Crow Whispering] does not convey the picture, but it is an advantage at this time.

He kept his voice extremely low, and lowered his head at the same time, covering the movement of his lips with the brim of his hat: "Who?"

Xiao Lan's voice appeared, also very quietly.

He went straight to the subject: "I'm Xiao Lan, Luo and I are at the door, how are you doing?"

Qi Ning's eyes swept the direction of the door, the wound on his chest made it difficult for him to speak: "Cough... he is still alive, he can do it for about five minutes. There is a person on the opposite side... long range, with a crossbow arrow, he can be invisible, and it is difficult to catch. trace of him."

Because of his skills, Qi Ning sometimes needs to touch the target with his own hands, so he doesn't wear gloves.

Xiao Lan noticed that there were large purple-black spots on Qi Ning's hands, and some blood-red blisters, which looked a little scary.

He asked Qi Ning, "What happened to your hand?"

Qi Ning's tone was light: "It's nothing, it's just the price of ability... I will feel the same pain as the target, but it won't really hurt me, it will disappear soon, and it won't affect my actions."

Xiao Lan was in awe.

With this skill, you are also willing to hunt down wanted criminals, even 1v3, big brother, you are really fierce.

Is this person a Shaking S or a Shaking M?

Xiao Lan: "When you say something, we'll help you, don't push it hard."

Qi Ning: "Help me? Of course, the sooner the better, but you have to be careful about my virus, do you need to give you antibodies? Real-world vaccines won't work against my virus."

"I don't need it," Lowe said.

As a non-human being, he may not even be considered a carbon-based creature, and the virus is completely unsympathetic to him.

Xiao Lan asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Qi Ning seemed to be saying something very ordinary: "I took a part out of my blood, and then... cough... I'll put a hole in it for you."

Xiao Lan: "..."

What a rude vaccine method, do you really have a doctor's license, sir? !

And looking at the pool of blood at Qi Ning's feet, it was obvious that he had already lost a lot of blood now, and if he added a little more, he would feel like he was squeezing the injured.

Xiao Lan: "Forget it, I have a way, so I won't burden you."

Qi Ning laughed: "Haha... Then thank you."

"Get ready to start-"

Xiao Lan and Luo changed their postures and became alert.

Xiao Lan activated the skills:

[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]

[Ability: Virus Immunity]

"three"

"two"

"one"

The two figures flashed into the library room in an instant, like two winds of different colors.

Black shadows, invisible to ordinary people, spread out in the room, searching for the whereabouts of a certain hider.

The attacker, who had hidden his figure, was startled by such a movement and couldn't help turning his head to look at the door.

The next moment, he felt that his body became clear, as if he had been attacked by an unknown person.

He tried hard to return to the void, but seemed to be pulled and appeared on the ground.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that this guy was wearing a tight biochemical protective suit, and no trace of his skin was exposed.

Obviously this was specially prepared to deal with Qi Ning.

The attacker looked at his hands in amazement, as if he didn't understand the current situation.

When he turned his head to look at Qi Ning's position, he realized that there were two more people in the room.

Judging from the positions occupied by those two people, it was obvious that they belonged to Qi Ning.

One of the guys also beckoned to him: "Surprise, surprise, surprise~"

Attacker: "..."

Damn it, Qi Ning, you cheated, what about the lone ranger? ! !

How can even such a lunatic have friends?

Before he could speak, the guy who spoke earlier took out a white stick, which looked like a broom stick picked up somewhere.

The guy also said, "Come on, I'll give you a heads-up chance."

He was talking about a duel, but the guy had already rushed towards him——

Two people followed behind.

The attacker was angry: "Damn, don't you mean singled out?"

He picked up the crossbow and prepared to give this boy full of lies a cold heart.

As a result, the speed of the other party was unexpectedly fast, and he came to him in an instant.

He had just raised the crossbow.

The head-on was "Bang——" a stick, which directly knocked him out.

This kind of stealth and long-range attack is like putting a notice on the forehead "I'm Crispy, don't hit me".

Most of them are not physically strong, and it is difficult to fight back after being approached by a guy like Xiao Lan who has gone the miracle route.

The attacker felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and even his internal organs were aching.

Did this person grow up on feed? So much power? !

When he was flying in mid-air, he heard the other party's reply a beat slower: "It's you who singled out."

He nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

But before he could actually vomit blood, a black figure in a suit came to him.

The man just gave him another kick in midair, kicking his original parabola into a 90° turn.

The attacker fell hard to the ground.

This time, a lot of bones really fell apart.

He clearly felt that his body was not obeying.

A strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

This is a hunch that every player has more or less, and now this hunch is like a scythe of death, resting on his throat.

He put his hands on the ground and was about to find a chance to slip away.

But one of his hands was broken, and he couldn't support his body at all.

Suddenly, a pair of black boots appeared in sight.

You can only see it when you get close. These black boots are already stained with blood, and every footprint it leaves is stained with blood and water is very clear.

Yes... Qi Ning!

He raised his head stiffly.

What appeared in his field of vision was the beak mask that became the nightmare of countless wanted criminals.

Blood spilled from the edge of the mask, but dutifully obscured the face behind it.

He couldn't tell what the expression on the other side looked at him at the moment, whether it was hatred, disdain, anger, or... joy?

The thin palm suddenly grabbed his head with a huge force that did not match his appearance.

Then, in his terrified eyes, the person opposite reached out and took off his protective mask and threw it away.

This time, his protection will be completely useless.

Then, Qi Ning's free hand again pressed hard on his face, causing him to feel pain in his bones, as if he was about to smash all his facial features into pieces.

"Hehehe..." Qi Ning laughed in a low voice, his voice was a little weak but couldn't hide his joy.

At the same time, an eerie feeling came from that palm.

Even the surrounding air was faintly twisted.

"Ah—" the attacker screamed and fell to the ground.

He wants to struggle, to resist, to kill this haunted hunter...

But soon, his world has fallen into darkness, his thinking has become dull, and every thought seems to be drawn for a long time.

His last consciousness was: fuck...Qining...how could...have... such a cheap friend...