A secret sigh suddenly echoed in the dark corridor, the clothes were blown by the breeze, and there was a slight noise. Yan Yan's eyes were shining, but he couldn't fully see where he was at this time, but the surrounding scenes. Can make his heart rest, this is also a deep apartment.
This is the reincarnation dream of the schizophrenic evil spirit, another personality!
Yan Yan groped his backpack and drew a silver flashlight from it. Turning on the button with his thumb, the first light source gushed out from his palm. The endless darkness here finally ushered in the first light!
The sound of footsteps began to resound in the unmanned corridor, and the eyes of the only living person converged on the gray and black old wall in front of him. The original gilded floor numbers on it had become rusty, in the dark. , Some are broken and incomplete.
But Yan Yan could still recognize that after he fell from the second dream state into the first dream state, the first target point he came to was still the fourteenth floor!
And he was pacing here, but he didn't hear any sound from living people other than him, and there were no traces. This extraordinarily quiet environment made him feel hairy for no reason.
According to previous guesses, Wuming and Song Zhuoming should appear here. Yan Yan turned his head and looked at the stairs leading to the floor below. As expected, in the first dream, Shenshen Apartment has 18 floors as before!
However, his immediate priority is not to find other people, but to slowly raise his head and look at the ceiling above his head!
Waiting for him in this way, he suddenly felt a trace of worry in his heart for no apparent reason. This feeling was something he never had, but now looking at the quiet roof, there was a kind of spiritual oppression.
It has been about five seconds since he fell into the first dream state, why...Zero hasn't come down. Remember URL
Xu Lang did not come down either!
Yan Yan's right eyelid unconsciously began to throb. This was a sign of something he was about to lose. This unexpected silence didn't make him move, nor did he wait. He couldn't help spinning around the position he had just landed, and he couldn't do anything about it.
Now it seems that some accidents have occurred in the second dream, and Xu Lang and Ling's progress has been blocked!
Even if he was carrying the sins of resisting evil spirits, he didn't care about his life and death, only Xu Lang!
This is his only friend left in this life, he can't have an accident!
But everything goes against the wish...
thump!
Ling's old, rickety body appeared abruptly from above, and then fell to the ground, even half of his face was stained with a lot of dust, and the entire environment was wrapped in dust for a while.
After the brief gaffe in Yan Yan's eyes, he seemed to have expected something, but he still didn't move, nor did he speak. He just stared scorchingly at the ceiling above, even though he understood that the time for the last fall has passed. !
The breeze was blowing his slightly longer hair, and his always tall and straight posture seemed a bit depressed and lonely in the dark night. No one could see his hand holding the flashlight. There was a slight tremor, and the light was still very bright. Straight, that is because Yan Yan is extremely restrained!
Yan Yan held his breath and gritted his teeth, keeping his head up and looking away, but he saw nothing but the cold roof.
"Can't wait..."
After hesitating for a long time, the old figure got up from the ground with difficulty while holding his chest. The right eye, which had extinguished the light source, was calm for a long time. Now he looked at the Yan Yan ahead, only to see some black outlines. .
But he understands what Yan Yan is stubbornly doing...
At the moment when the voice full of loneliness and sigh came, Yan Yanlei's emotions finally became violent. The sword eyebrows and star eyes were erected immediately, and Yan Yan was still tolerating the silent and bleak situation before.
But when Ling Shanshan spoke, he couldn't help it anymore. He didn't give Zero time to react at all. Two steps forward and grabbed Zero's collar. With so much strength, he lifted it directly from the ground.
Yan Yan's face flushed abnormally, his eyes fixed on Zero's left eye, and he said, "Why!"
Zero was pinched out of breath. He was already severely wounded. How could he withstand the violent attack of Yan Yan. At this moment, he coughed and breathed more rapidly. He held Yan Yan's arm several times, but he was completely unable to Break free.
"Silver skirt is evil... spirit, go straight to him, I can't save, no one can save..."
"Then you will watch him die with your own eyes!" Yan Yan dragged Zero's posture to the ground, watching the weak body hit the ground several times, breathing air painfully on his back.
No one speaks anymore...
In the deep apartment on the fourteenth floor, only two people came here. Xu Lang failed to fulfill his previous promise and met in the next dream...
This is Yan Yan's first time since Mo Yezhi's "death". He stood on the ground with his head hanging down. Xu Lang died unexpectedly. It was an unexpected result. He slowly closed his eyes, like It's quiet, and it's like giving up...
Ling rubbed his neck vigorously on the side, and he was equally uncomfortable, but it was not because of his feelings for Xu Lang, but the half of the rattle was still in Xu Lang's arms.
He did not watch Xu Lang go to death as Yan Yan said, but the silver skirt evil spirit did not give him a chance at all, and the timing was too good.
The executors appeared just before they were about to fall into the next level of dream, and they skipped everyone else and went straight to the last Xu Lang...
"Rattle... heh heh, it's lost! Xu Lang was pulled off by the silver skirt evil spirit. He didn't die by suicide..." Ling panted heavily and stood up from the ground a little bit.
Yan Yan gradually raised his head again, his face returned to normal, but the cold and harsh aura exuding from his body became more and more intense.
Yan Yan is sad to lose Xu Lang, but he will never be depressed. For him, Xu Lang is special, but not so special that he gives up on the principles he has always adhered to.
Perhaps, if he persisted and won the newspaper, he could also set a monument for Xu Lang!
"You mean that Xu Lang was stared at by the silver skirt evil spirit for a long time because he was carrying a rattle half of his body, just to wait for the last moment to appear..."
Xu Lang's death did not confuse Yan Yan's thinking and judgment. He accurately captured the meaning of Zero Discourse.
This kind of neat change made zero look at him, Xu Lang's death seemed to be good, Yan Yan lost his only weakness and returned to the peak!
"Yes! In other words, the silver skirt evil spirit just doesn't want that half of the rattle to fall into the hands of the devouring spirit..." Zero's tone paused, and again he regretted that he couldn't save Xu Lang, or put the rattle ahead of time. Take it away!
"That half of the rattle must be extremely crucial!"
Yan Yan let out a long sigh of relief. He still couldn't calm down, and his current behavior could only be reluctant to look forward. He knew the role of the half rattle, and that was why he insisted on letting it go. There is zero protection for Xu Lang, and Xu Lang's life and rattle can be protected on a large scale!
But no one thought that the silver skirt evil spirit's abacus had already sounded, and so decisively, it would break away from the usual suicidal killing tactics and directly shoot...
The action that has been tightly closed, due to Xu Lang's death, the loss of half of the rattle, there have been flaws, and the butterfly effect is likely to come true immediately.
After losing this link, Yan Yan's confidence in his heart is even smaller...
"Cough cough cough!" Yan Yan waved his sleeves a little boredly, trying to disperse the dust here, he glanced at Zero coldly, "Let's go!"
Ling shook his head lightly and didn't say much. Since it's a foregone conclusion, then there is no need to look back, but to look forward!
And their next task was to find the nameless. He always believed that the results of divination could not be wrong. The namelessness must be the key. After finding him, he thought of a way to leave the first dream and return to the real world!
This is the right step for them to escape from life!
The pair started walking down the fourteenth floor. Listening to the sparse footsteps, he shook his head and tried to ignore the existence of Xu Lang from the bottom of his heart. However, he was still unable to disperse as he wandered. .
The tragic deaths of his best friends began to make up for themselves in his mind, and even caused his footsteps to become heavier and heavier. Originally, when he went downstairs, he had to check if there were any abnormalities here, but he was completely There is no energy and mind to think about it.
Even when he had walked down for a long time and had reached the fourth floor, he raised his head and looked at where he was at this time. He was a little astonished. He didn't expect that he would walk ten floors in a trance during this period of time.
Zero always followed Yan Yan's footsteps. He also saw that Yan Yan's emotions were a bit wrong, but he had not found a suitable opportunity to persuade him, for fear that it would be counterproductive.
In his opinion, if Yan Yan can't adjust by himself, then everyone will die together!
Yan Yan was very upset. A lot of memories and the entanglement of life and death began to disturb his spirit. He forced himself to break free from that gloomy mood. For this reason, his hands were tightly clenched, and even the flashlight in his palm was emitting. There was a crunching sound.
But it's still hard to get out of that trance!
As he continued to walk down, the words that had been hesitating for a long time finally came out. He looked at the gloomy Yan Yan, and whispered: "Where are Wuming and Song Zhuoming..." His eyesight no longer supports him in carefully observing the life on the ground. Traces of people, can only ask Yan Yan.
And Yan Yan didn't lift his head, but said quietly: "Walking all the way, there is no trace of a living person, no trace of action, maybe no one has walked, maybe it is nameless deliberate cover...
On the second floor of the silent stairs, Yan Yan’s emotions finally got a part of mediation. When he came to the second-to-last corridor, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him, that speed was so fast. , The sharpness of the blade is unprecedented in his life!
Almost no reaction time was given to him, and the blade of the gleaming blade was about to look at his legs!
But when the hairs on his legs stood up and two holes appeared in his pants, the blade stopped precisely. Yan Yan squinted his eyes and looked at the corner of the second floor corridor in front of him.
When the light of the flashlight illuminates the corner, a pale face gradually appeared behind the wall, which was cold and silent, but he still saw a trace of pain in the burning eyes.
He was familiar with this dead face like a facial paralysis, it was nameless! (End of this chapter)