Xiao Lan was about to speak.
Suddenly, Luo stretched out his hand and touched his cheek.
Although he was behind the gloves, he could still feel the slight heat of Luo's fingertips, and the fingertips swept across his face, causing a slight itching.
Luo said softly: "You are injured."
Looking at the other's face close, what Xiao Lan wanted to say instantly seemed like the balance at the end of the month, and couldn't find it anymore.
Xiao Lan recalled now that there seemed to be a trace on her cheek that she had suffered from the previous story of Miss B because she avoided the silk thread.
Because it was just a small hole, he didn't care much.
After a while, Luo retracted his hand, a little regretful in his tone: "Unfortunately, I can only do this now."
Xiao Lan stretched out her hand and touched it. As expected, the wound had healed more than half, leaving only a shallow opening.
He looked at Luo with a little surprise. Has his almighty buddy developed a new skill
However, it seems that in memory, Luo originally had the healing ability.
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?"
Luo helped Xiao Lan deal with the wound on his arm while saying: "I have harvested a lot of scattered debris. It is still impossible to fight against the boss who controls the instance, but against the average high-level player, the chances of winning are not small."
Xiao Lan expressed envy about this. The way I hit my own upgrade is really good, so is it that every time Luo beats his own fragments, will he be so happy
Waiting for Luo to quickly finish the wound.
Xiao Lan and Luo talked about the current situation and their plans, and the two moved towards the study room on the roof together.
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On the way, although the building of Mingyuekan could not be destroyed, some places on the ground were stained with blood.
Apparently someone was attacked.
I don't know if the attack came from a ghost or a player, but now in Xiao Lan's mind, the player and the ghost are almost at 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 security has become a luxury.
Shortly after leaving, two bodies appeared in front of him.
The two corpses fell to the ground with pitch black swelling and deep incisions in their throats. The movements at the time of death looked very hideous, but this death state was also somewhat familiar.
Xiao Lan remembered that when she first saw Qi Ning make a move, the man who died was almost like this.
This is-the Black Death.
And this is also one of the effects of Qi Ning's skills, so is it Qi Ning's handwriting
Xiao Lan took a close look at the neighborhood, and saw some pieces of black clothes stained with blood 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 are the same, but the possibility of the same clothing-type props is not ruled out, although this possibility is very low."
Xiao Lan looked at the direction of blood on the ground, could it be Qi Ning over there
At this moment, there was a sound similar to the shooting of a bow and arrow, and the sound of metal crashing could be faintly heard.
It seems that a battle is taking place ahead.
Xiao Lan made a decision: "Let's go take a look first."
This person Qi Ning has extreme methods, brutal and killing, but he has never attacked innocent people. Even because of that afternoon tea, Xiao Lan and Xiao Lan could barely be regarded as friends.
Xiao Lan didn't want to sit back and watch the other person die, especially if he might die at the hands of those wanted criminals.
Luo nodded: "Okay."
The two walked along the bloodstain.
On the way, I saw a larger amount of blood stains, as well as arrows stained with blood. The arrows still carried some flesh and blood, which was probably pulled out of someone's body.
Xiao Lan frowned and speeded up.
Blood stains entered a room.
The two of Xiao Lan approached the room carefully and observed the situation in it.
This is a room with a high ceiling. It is divided into two floors. The four walls are filled with books. There are several stairs to go up and down. It is probably used as a library.
In the corner of the room stood a black figure, dressed like a medieval plague doctor, top hat, and white hair.
It's Qi Ning, that's right.
His condition at the moment is not good, a golden chain pierced his chest, and a lot of blood poured out from his wound.
When Qi Ning wanted to take off the chain, there would be a burst of electric light on the chain, which seemed to cause intense pain, causing Qi Ning to tremble all over, and had to stop the movement of his hands.
Otherwise, there was no one in the room.
But from time to time, arrows shot out of the void, towards Qi Ning's direction.
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 dripping from the bottom of his dark clothes.
Perhaps, the entire black dress has been drenched in blood.
There was a buzzing voice in the air.
The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to find the source of the voice: "Qining, do you think you are righteous? The lone ranger who hunts the wanted criminal sounds cool, doesn't it? I pooh—"
"This is coming to the world. It's more ferocious than ours. Don't we just kill a few ordinary people? What's the point? Why don't you do something to those lunatics?! Knowing that we are caught like a mad dog. , Do you know how many people want to kill you?"
Qi Ning laughed in a low voice, leaning on the wall: "I'm not interested in knowing."
Accompanied by the laughter, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, from the gaps in the mask, and was wiped off by his cuff at will.
This is the advantage of wearing black, so that the enemy can't see your bloody embarrassed appearance.
"Huh!" The voice was obviously irritated by Qi Ning's smile, "You still have a hardened mouth."
"But I didn't expect it. This time I set a trap for you. The three of us did it together, but you actually killed two of them."
"But it doesn't matter, how long can you last? Can you still stand upright?"
"I don't need to do anything, and you will die in the corner like a dog. It's really a way to die for a mad dog hahaha."
After speaking, the other party no longer speaks, and the arrows in the air no longer strike.
As if he was waiting leisurely to watch Qi Ning breathe
Qi Ning's breathing was a little short.
He really couldn't hold it anymore, and now he was just barely supporting it against the wall.
He secretly took out a syringe—[Adrenaline X0044].
This item can restore him to his peak combat effectiveness for a short time, but then he will fall into a collapsed state and can no longer fight. Anything can kill him.
what to do? Do you want to use it now
But then I’m afraid...
While thinking, Qi Ning felt that [Dark Crow Whispers] was activated.
This means that someone is contacting him.
Qi Ning connected to the communication.
[Dark Crow whispers] It does not convey the picture, but it is an advantage at this time.
He suppressed his voice extremely low, and at the same time lowered his head, and covered the movement of his lips with the brim of his hat: "Who?"
Xiao Lan's voice appeared, also quietly.
He went straight to the subject: "I am Xiao Lan, Luo and I are at the door, how about you?"
Qi Ning's gaze swept the direction of the door. The chest injury made him a little difficult to speak: "Cough...I'm still alive. You can do it for about five minutes. There is a person on the opposite side... Long-range, with a crossbow arrow, you can be invisible, and it is difficult to catch him. trace."
Because of skills, Qi Ning sometimes needs to personally touch the target, so he doesn't wear gloves.
Xiao Lan noticed that large purple-black spots appeared on Qi Ning's hands, and some blood-red blisters, which looked a little frightening.
He asked Qi Ning: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Qi Ning's tone was light: "It's okay, it's the price of ability... I will feel the same pain as the target, but it won't really cause me harm, it will disappear soon, and it won't affect my hands."
Xiao Lan was in awe.
With this skill, you are still willing to hunt down wanted criminals, even 1V3, brother, you are such a fierce man.
Is this person a Shake S or a Shake M
Xiao Lan: "When you talk about it, we will help you, don't hold on."
Qi Ning: "Help me? Of course, the sooner the better, but you have to be careful of my virus. Do you need to give you antibodies? Real-world vaccines won't work for my virus."
Luo said: "I don't need it."
As a non-human being, maybe even a carbon-based creature is not too good, and the virus is completely wrong with him.
Xiao Lan asked: "How are you going to give it to me?"
Qi Ning seemed to be saying something very common: "Take a part from my blood, and then...cough... I will make a hole for you to pour it in."
Xiao Lan: "..."
What a crude vaccination method, do you really have a doctor's license, gentleman? !
And looking at the pool of blood under Qi Ning's feet, it is obvious that his current blood loss is already very large, and if you add a little bit, he always feels that he is squeezing the injury.
Xiao Lan: "Forget it, I have a way, so I won't burden you."
Qi Ning laughed: "Haha...Thank you then."
"Ready to start—"
Xiao Lan and Luo changed their positions and stood on guard.
Xiao Lan activated the skills:
[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]
【Ability: Virus Immunity】
"three-"
"two-"
"one-"
Two silhouettes flashed into the library room instantly, like two winds of different colors.
Dark shadows invisible to ordinary people spread out in the room, searching for the whereabouts of a hidden person.
The assailant, who had hidden his figure, was alarmed by the movement and couldn't help turning his head and looking towards the door.
In the next instant, he felt his body became clear, as if he had received an unknown attack.
He tried to return to the void, but appeared on the ground as if being pulled.
At this time, everyone could see 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 hadn't understood the current situation.
When he turned his head and looked at Qi Ning's position, he realized that there were two more people in the room now.
Judging from the positions occupied by those two people, it was obvious that they belonged to Qi Ning.
One of the guys beckoned to him: "Are you surprised or surprised~"
Attacker: "..."
Damn it, Qi Ning, you cheated, what about the good Lone Ranger? ! !
How can even this kind of lunatic have friends
Before he could speak, the guy who spoke before took out a white stick, which looked like a broomstick picked up somewhere.
The guy also said: "Come on, give you a chance to go heads-up."
He was talking heads-up, but the guy had rushed towards him—
Two people followed.
The attacker was angry: "Damn, didn't you mean heads-up?"
He picked up the crossbow and arrow, ready to give this lie boy a chill.
As a result, the opponent's speed was unexpectedly fast, and he came to him in an instant.
He just raised the crossbow arrow.
On the face was a "bang—" a stick, which directly knocked him out.
This kind of stealth and long-range attack is like posting a notice "I'm crispy, don't hit me" on the forehead.
Most of their bodies are not strong, and it is difficult to fight back after being close by a guy like Xiao Lan who has gone out of the miracle route.
The assailant felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and even the internal organs were aching.
Did this man grow up on feed? So much strength? !
When he was flying in mid-air, he heard the other party's slow response: "It's you who are singled out."
He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
But before he really vomited blood, a black figure in a suit had already arrived in front of him.
The man just gave him another kick in mid-air, kicking his original parabola forcibly into a 90° turn.
The assailant fell to the ground severely.
This time, a lot of bones really fell apart.
He clearly felt that his body was not listening.
A strong sense of crisis appeared in his mind.
This is a hunch that every player has more or less, and now this hunch is like death's sickle, resting on his throat.
He propped his hands on the ground and was about to find a chance to slip away.
But his hand was broken, and he couldn't support his body at all.
Suddenly, a pair of black boots appeared in his sight.
You can see clearly when you get close. The black boots are already covered with blood stains, and every footprint it leaves is soaked with blood to make it extraordinarily clear.
Yes... Qi Ning!
He raised his head stiffly.
What appeared in his vision was the beak mask that had become the nightmare of countless wanted criminals.
There was blood spilling on the edge of the mask, but it dutifully covered the face behind.
He couldn't tell what the other person's expression looked at at the moment, whether it was hatred, disdain, anger, or... joy
The thin palms suddenly grabbed his head, with great strength that didn't match his appearance.
Then, in his horrified gaze, the person opposite reached out and took off his protective mask and threw it away.
Now, his protection will be completely useless.
Then, Qi Ning's free hand again pressed hard on his face, making him feel bone pain, as if he was about to crush all his facial features.
"Ha ha ha..." Qi Ning laughed lowly, his voice a bit weak but unconcealable joy.
At the same time, a creepy sensation came from that palm.
Even the surrounding air was faintly distorted.
"Ah—" the attacker screamed and fell to the ground.
He wants to struggle, wants to resist, wants to kill this lingering hunter...
But soon, his world has plunged into darkness, his thinking has become dull, and every thought seems to be stretched very long.
His last consciousness was: Fuck... Qi Ning... How could... have... such a cheap friend...