The attacker stopped struggling.

He died within three seconds of touching Qi Ning's attack.

Looking through the only gap in the face of the protective suit, all he could see was that his entire face had turned black and looked withered like wood.

Xiao Lan asked, "What virus is this?"

Qi Ning's body swayed a bit, looking a little unsupportive, but he still stood up: "I call it...B107, it is a virus that has not yet been discovered by humans. Although it takes effect quickly, it will not be too painful for those who are recruited. , it's really cheap this guy."

According to Qi Ning's habit, these guys should die in the most unbearable way after being tortured.

They deserve to taste deep despair, pain and helplessness.

It's a pity that now time does not allow, and his own state is not good, so he can only fight quickly.

Xiao Lan sensed the danger in the air and turned off the skills.

The poverty value is 20 million less.

Qi Ning reached out and grabbed the golden chain that pierced his chest, trying to pull it out of his wound.

The chain still emitted an electric light, which brought him intense pain, as if the pain that would pierce his internal organs sharply hit, and spread all over his body in an instant.

But Qi Ning's movements did not stop.

He clenched the golden chain in his hand tightly, and his pale and thin palm was so strong that the blue veins burst, and he pulled it hard, pulling the whole chain out of his chest abruptly.

Blood poured out again, splashing and soaking the ground beneath his feet.

Qi Ning's body trembled, and she couldn't help breathing heavily.

During the whole process, Qi Ning didn't say a word.

Although couldn't see Qi Ning's expression, also knew that he would not have a good time at the moment.

Xiao Lan was a little worried and tried to reach out to help him: "Are you all right?"

Qi Ning took a breath and waved at Xiao Lan, rejecting his kindness.

Then, he took out a golden injection from the storage space and stuck it into his neck with his backhand.

As the injection took effect, the blood gushing out of Qi Ning's chest slowly stopped, and the wound began to heal slowly.

Qi Ning stood up straight, and used her actions to show that she didn't need support.

He tried to take two steps and straightened his back again: "Cough... my injury will not heal in a short time. Although there is no problem with my actions, I probably won't be able to do it next time, and I will cause you trouble."

Xiao Lan: "Don't worry, leave it to us."

Luo also nodded, Mr.'s opinion is his opinion.

——

The three left the library and walked outside.

The hallway has begun to show a large amount of fading. The overall look is a bit mottled, and it is a little more dead than the original exquisite retro.

Xiao Lan observed: "It seems that we need to speed up."

Avoiding the faded position, the three carefully followed the location of the study on the top floor in memory.

"clatter"

"clatter"

Suddenly there were footsteps in front.

Xiao Lan stopped and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

A figure slowly appeared in the corner ahead.

Wearing a black dress, her figure is graceful and curvy, with a cigarette between her fingertips, and her gestures reveal a lazy and sexy taste.

It is Hua Yan.

Hua Yan also saw three people, and said hello to Xiao Lan: "Meet again."

Xiao Lan also nodded to her.

But he still did not relax his guard.

The previous cooperation with Hua Yan was relatively smooth, but Xiao Lan would not forget that Long Shiren was trapped in the high-level field by Hua Yan before he died. Although there was a sense that he was going to die himself, Hua Yan was obviously not gentle and kind. Confidant sister.

At this critical moment when he needed to hurry up, he didn't want to have any conflict with the other party.

Hua Yan raised her eyes and looked at the three people on the opposite side.

Facing their wary expressions, her red lips twitched slightly: "Don't look at me like that, I'm not interested in three gays."

Fahrenheit identification method, never go wrong.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Luo: "..."

Qi Ning: "..."

The three people who came out of the closet were caught off guard, and they were speechless.

This look is so vicious.

After all, Hua Yan didn't wait for them to answer, and turned around and left gracefully.

It clearly expresses the meaning of the different ways of straight girls and gays.

At the same time, it also means that she has no intention of conflicting with them.

Unlike the situation in the room, there are still many roads here, and there is no conflict of interest between them for the time being, so there is no need to forcefully crowd together to guard against each other.

What's more, Hua Yan doesn't have Qi Ning's rigid 1V3 hobby, she still prefers peace.

When Hua Yan's figure disappeared.

Qi Ning was a little puzzled: "You... when... eh?"

Xiao Lan suddenly felt embarrassed: "cough cough... time is running out, I, I, I will go ahead and take a look."

Saying that, he ran forward like his butt was on fire.

Qi Ning cast a doubtful gaze towards Luo, although she couldn't tell through the mask at all.

Luo understood what he meant, but just smiled and said nothing.

It was as if everything had already happened, and as if he was already winning.

Qi Ning, who felt that she couldn't keep up with the plot, felt that...let's go, the injured should not think too much.

——

After walking forward for a while, Xiao Lan suddenly stopped.

Ahead is a branching corridor.

The corridor on the right has faded for the most part, and the left looks basically the same as usual.

Logically speaking, he should have gone to the normal side, but Xiao Lan felt that the normal side was more dangerous.

His eyes searched around and saw a vase.

Xiao Lan then took a flower from it and threw it towards the side that looked normal.

Fresh flowers arc in the air and land on the floor.

However, nothing happened.

Xiao Lan's brows furrowed.

It wasn't right, and he still didn't feel right.

Although it can't be seen with the naked eye, the danger there should really exist, but... what is it?

At this moment Luo came over: "What's the matter, sir?"

Xiao Lan pointed to the left corridor that looked the same as usual: "Do you think there is something wrong there?"

Luo's eyes swept over.

Although it looked nothing, he also felt weird.

Luo stood at the entrance of the corridor, took out a bookmark with delicate patterns, and stretched it forward.

When the bookmark advances to a certain position, the pattern on it actually begins to fade, and it becomes like an old black and white photo.

Luo retracted his hand and looked at the bookmark in his hand.

The faded pattern part has not been restored, and it maintains the state of half color and half black and white.

Putting away the bookmark, the dark blade flew out of his hand and slashed towards the quiet corridor.

Originally, under the crow's rules, players could not destroy Naruto Pavilion.

This time, however, the pitch-black blade seemed to split the space, tearing open the scene ahead, revealing a different picture below, as if an invisible film in the air was affecting their vision.

It seems that there is an invisible force repairing, this opening is rapidly shrinking.

But it's still enough to make people look at the picture.

Under the original picture is a black and white faded world.

The corridor in the picture is completely different in layout from what we have seen before, and there is a player's body lying in it.

He sat on the ground with his back against the wall of the corridor, staring blankly at the ceiling like a solidified stone statue.

And the corpse was as faded as the hallway, as if he had existed in the old photos.

The flowers Xiao Lan threw out earlier were also lying on the ground, but they had faded.

And before it looked obviously unchanged.

It seems that things that originally belonged to Mingyue Pavilion will deceive players along with the whole scene, and only things brought by players from outside the game field can test the changes.

Qi Ning also came over, and when he saw this picture, he said, "Mingyue Pavilion is swallowing players, maybe this is the end of falling into the faded area."

Xiao Lan frowned: "It seems that we are going to take a detour. The space here has probably changed, and we can no longer follow the previous memory."

He looked at Qi Ning's state: "Are you okay?"

Qi Ning reached out and touched the hideous wound on his chest: "Cough...it's fine."

The three turned to the half-faded road next to them, carefully searching for a way out.

Luo gave each of them a bookmark, just in case.

Because the space has changed, the way of life often appears in strange places.

The low cabinet placed in the corridor, after drilling into it, is another corridor.

The closed door opens to the stairs.

Now, the three are standing in a toilet, surrounding a toilet.

Not because of how endearing this toilet is.

Just because the next road is in this toilet.

From the toilet, could vaguely see a corridor very close to the crow's study.

The toilet was open, and the three innocently looked at each other.

The corners of Xiao Lan's mouth twitched: "...Isn't this going too far, the bathtub next to it is not good?"

There is a large bathtub that can lay down several people next to it, but the way out is set in the toilet.

Maybe this is the bad taste of Mr. Crow?

Luo didn't speak, but probably thought so in his heart.

He didn't want to perform an unstyled thing like drilling a toilet in front of his husband at all.

As a doctor, Qi Ning actually has a little bit of cleanliness.

Although he didn't mind the bloody scene, drilling the toilet still stepped on his bottom line.

So he showed a little bit of resistance in his body language.

Xiao Lan patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "If you want to open it up, this toilet may not have been used in nine years. It is clean when rounded up. Let's go, we also have a friendship through the toilet together."

Qi Ning: "..."

I don't really want to have such a relationship...

It's also a rare experience to be stabbed in the cold and have to drill the toilet.

The three eventually reluctantly took turns stepping down the toilet.

The screen switched instantly, and countless distorted and deformed scenes flashed quickly in front of my eyes.

When Xiao Lan felt like he was stepping on the ground, he was already in the corridor in front of the study.

The pattern on the study door was already lit up, as if beckoning to him.

However, there was no Luo and Qi Ning by Xiao Lan's side.

Are you separated again?

Now he was surrounded by fading corridors, eroding the path under his feet, and he had nowhere to go.

Only the door in front of him is particularly special.

It seems that pushing the door open is his only option at the moment.

Xiao Lan looked at the silent door: "Crow..."

He still stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

This time, the door opened easily.

What appeared in front of Xiao Lan was not a dragon pond and a tiger's den, but a study that was exactly the same as the one he had seen during his previous explorations.

The study is very quiet, and the setting sun is streaming in outside the window, making the whole picture quiet and serene.

There was a large desk by the window with a chair in front of it. It should have been where the crow used to write, but it was empty now.

He walked around the study room again.

This is the end of everything, but Xiao Lan doesn't feel any sign of clearance.

Is it your own misjudgment?

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from behind him.

Xiao Lan turned her head and saw a figure appearing on the empty chair before.

The man was facing away from him, and he could only see a crow-feather-like black hair tied back into a low ponytail.

He was thin, with broad but broad shoulders, not too frail.

He was writing something there.

Xiao Lan couldn't see what was on the paper, and could only see his hand holding the pen. The knuckles of his fingers were distinct, and on his index finger was a ring with the same pattern as the cover of the book.

In an instant, Xiao Lan's mind flashed the identity of the other party - the crow.

Originally, he thought that with so many books, the crow should be quite old, but he didn't expect to be unexpectedly young.

Looking at this figure, maybe he is not more than thirty years old.

So his fans are so crazy, there should be a reason for his appearance, right?

At the same time, Xiao Lan's heart froze.

Face-to-face with the boss is not a pleasant thing, I don't know what I will face next.

At this time, the crow opened his mouth.

Unlike the eerie and gloomy stories he writes, his voice is gentle, like a good-natured scholar: "As my most interested reader, you can have a wish, what do you want?"

When he spoke, his movements did not stop.

It's amazing what a hardworking author.

Xiao Lan did not expect this turning point.

By the most interested readers, do you mean the most unlucky enough to step on all the different rooms?

Perhaps his experience also provided the crow with new creative inspiration?

Maybe Raven's next book will be called "Poor God" or "African Chief" not necessarily...

The crow asked again: "Have you made up your mind? I won't charge any price, or you can give up this wish and go straight to the customs."

After speaking, a dark passage appeared on the other side of Xiao Lan.

Inside is the darkness after the customs clearance that he is familiar with.

Xiao Lan quickly retracted the thought that she didn't know where she was going.

The chance to make a wish to the boss is really rare, and the crow doesn't seem to be playing tricks.

This is probably the opposite of extremes, and bad luck will turn into luck to a certain extent.

He thought for a moment and asked, "That... can I owe you some money?"

"..." The crow's writing stopped.

Probably, Mr. Crow has been in the industry for many years, and he has never heard such a strange fan wish.

Xiao Lan added: "Just go through the process, just come with an IOU or something, you don't need to give me money."

It's a pity that IOUs between players don't work, otherwise he would have already reached the peak of poverty.

I hope the one from the boss can.

Mr. Crow was frozen for a moment, but he still took a piece of paper from the side and started writing.

Soon, an IOU flew in front of Xiao Lan, and it was stamped with the mark of a crow.

"Sign your name on the debtor and it will take effect," said the crow.

Xiao Lan wrote her name and instantly received a system prompt.

"Obtain special props and increase poverty value by 80 million"

Xiao Lan happily collected the IOU, with a happy harvest on his face.

Crow:"……"

Mr. Crow felt that he was still too young to understand this magical world.

Xiao Lan waved goodbye to the crow in a good mood, and stepped into the dark passage that symbolized customs clearance.

The only left behind is the crow teacher who doubts life.

"Ding-dong-"

"Congratulations to player Xiao Lan for clearing the game 'Mingyue Pavilion'"

"Clearance reward item [Bookmark signed by the crow]"

[Name: Bookmark signed by the crow (rare item)]

[Ability: Unknown]

[Description: Limited, high-grade, rare, maybe it will come in handy at critical moments]

This time it was Xiao Lan's turn to doubt life: "..."

Is there any difference between this thing and Zhang Dong's autograph?

I can't see that you also have such an unknown hobby, Mr. Crow!!!