"Looking at it from my perspective just now, his hand was reflected in the dense copper," Xiaolan said with a serious face, "In his hand, he was holding a knife..."
"Knife?!" Xiaoyin shouted, "He...he wants to..."
Xiaolan nodded heavily, "It's a knife that's still bleeding."
"His appearance in the mirror has not changed, which means that he is Hisoka, not the rotten person, or someone else," Jasmine said. "But the fact that he is holding a knife dripping with blood means that he also wants to harm us, and even some
Maybe...it has already been done."
Everyone's eyes focused on Luo Jiutian.
If the blood on the knife really means this, then the only missing person, Lao Luo, must have been killed?
"Impossible," Luo Jiutian's voice was very calm, "I'm not talking nonsense or comforting myself, I'm serious. No one here can hurt my father."
"Indeed," Jasmine also nodded, "Although it is inconvenient for Uncle Luo to take action, it is almost impossible to hurt him..."
Others didn't quite understand what the level of the General Assembly and the Xuanji Bureau was, but after hearing the two of them talk about it, they felt relieved.
"So far, we don't even know how to get through the third floor," Bai Su groaned and raised his eyes, "Above the third floor is the top of the other tower."
This is the last level of guard of the King God.
Thinking about the mission of the Big Fire Village on the second floor, Xiaolan had his leg broken and his head chopped off. In the end, he only managed to survive by cheating with treasures and making the enemies kill each other.
The difficulty of this level is simply unimaginable.
But everything that appeared in front of them didn't seem so scary.
"The terrible things are hidden underneath." The Taoist Master said solemnly.
Based on the lesson learned last night, they decided to share a room with each other today. Xiaoyin sat on Xiaolan's bed holding her knees, already looking drowsy.
"Sister Xiaoyin, let's go to bed." Xiaolan pushed her knee.
"Huh?...Well, you go to sleep first and I'll stay for a while."
This is to keep vigil for myself.
Xiaolan obediently shrank into the bed, watching Xiaoyin's eyes twinkling under the gentle illumination of the bedside lamp. After feeling Xiaoyin gently turn off the headlight, she fell into a peaceful sleep.
Hungry...
So hungry...
In the haze, only vague whispers reached her ears intermittently.
Want...food...
Blood……
It's my smell...
Xiaolan frowned, and the terrifying voice lingered around her.
Is it a dream?
Want...blood...
No.
This is not a dream, this is...
Xiaolan was sweating and opened her eyes suddenly.
There was darkness all around.
"呲-呲-"
"呲呲呲——"
There was a strange sound coming from the bathroom nearby.
"Xiaoyin!" Xiaolan called subconsciously.
"Hey - here," Xiaoyin's voice came from the bathroom, "Why did you wake up?"
Ah, I was scared to death.
Xiaolan wiped away the cold sweat and collapsed back on the bed.
"What's the sound?" Xiaolan turned over and asked lazily.
"What's wrong with this toilet?" Xiaoyin said, stepping on her slippers and walking out of the bathroom. "There's no water again. We still have to go outside. You should go to sleep first."
Xiaolan sat up again, "No water again?"
The water was stopped last night, and again tonight...
The patter of Xiaoyin's footsteps had already reached the public restroom at the door. Xiaolan immediately lifted the quilt, turned on the light in the room, ran to the bathroom in a few steps, and pressed the faucet.
"呲-呲-"
What is the sign of water outage?
Xiaolan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt uneasy.
"Sister Xiaoyin!" Xiaolan shouted and ran out of the door, "I will accompany you to the toilet!"
"Wow--"
It's the sound of flushing water.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaolan, I'll be fine!"
Xiaoyin's pattering footsteps appeared again, and then suddenly stopped.
There was dead silence.
There was a loud noise.
"Xiaolan, run!"
The heartbreaking scream pierced Xiaolan's ears.
"Sister Xiaoyin!"
Xiaolan broke her voice and frantically pushed open the closed door of the bathroom.
"puff--"
A stream of warm liquid splashed onto her face.
A blue light flashed.
Xiaoyin was nowhere to be seen in the room.
But there are some other things.
A pungent stench.
Xiaolan's body was spattered with blood, and her hands were trembling. Even when the rotten monster opened its bloody mouth and pounced on her, she didn't realize what happened.
"Xiaolan!"
"Steady Rock Thunder!"
Two hurried footsteps sounded behind him.
A pair of big hands suddenly grabbed her shoulders.
The rotten monster was knocked over by Luo Jiutian's palm lightning, rolled quickly on the ground, and jumped out of the bathroom window with its backward inertia.
It took a long time for Xiaolan to clearly see the two people in front of her and hear their calls.
"Xiaolan, Xiaolan wake up!"
"What did you see? Girl Xiaolan, you saw..."
"Xiaolan, don't be afraid..."
"Don't be afraid."
Don't be afraid.
"It..." Xiaolan raised her hands in front of her eyes, "It..."
Palms, fronts, maybe, own faces.
"Is this Xiaoyin's blood?" Xiaolan looked up, her pupils trembling.
The Taoist priest's voice deepened, "Xiaoyin, she..."
"Xiaoyin is gone," Xiaolan said blankly, "She told me to run quickly."
The bathroom door was pushed open again, and other people squeezed into the small space.
"Are you injured?" Jasmine knelt down directly in front of Xiaolan and looked at her face.
The fool looked around warily, frowned and asked, "Where is Xiaoyin?"
Baomu first ran into their room to confirm, and when he pushed open the bathroom door, as soon as his head appeared, he covered his nose and looked up before retreating.
"That's the smell!" Baomu said while coughing, "The smell of rotten human flesh!"
Xiaolan recounted what happened in a daze, as if she hadn't recovered from the shock just now.
"Boom!"
The fool punched the wooden door.
"We have to go down," Luo Jiutian said and he and the Taoist priest helped Xiaolan up from the ground, "We have to go out."
Outside the castle, you might be able to find the latest clues.
The rain outside the window has become lighter.
Xiaolan stumbled and followed everyone's footsteps, rushed downstairs, and headed straight for the door.
The lights were brightly lit in the empty banquet hall, and in front of the door, a silhouette stood with its back.
When Hisoka heard the commotion behind him, he slowly turned around and showed a cold smile.
"Everyone is not resting," Hisoka's voice was equally cold, "Are you, like Hisoka, waiting for the master's new guest?"
After finishing speaking, there were suddenly several knocks on the door.
Hisoka's smile changed instantly.
Just like the expression that greeted him, it was an elegant and friendly smile.
The door opened.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time."
Hisoka said, making way for the door and greeting him with one hand, "Please come in, distinguished guest."
Wet footsteps.
"Hello, may I ask..."
Before the person who entered the door finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the people behind Hisoka.