The tall and strong boy finally had a firm and loving look, and the hand that shook her tightly, the bright red blood flowing out of his heart almost tore her reason apart. The cruel red and blood splashed on the snowfield gradually overlapped. Wang Bi heard Alan's scream again, and saw the dagger that he slashed at his arm and waved in the cold air.

She can't save anyone.

She still can't save anyone!

Why are you useless like this?

waste.

Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste!!!

Tears seemed to have dried up, and even the blink of an eye turned into a torture. She gasped in big mouthfuls, as if only in this way the guilt and sadness in her heart would not drown her. The bird stumbled forward, and she seemed to have become a walking corpse, her mind full of desire to save everything.

She must! She must let Linhai come back!

The corridor looked like there was no end, and Wang Qu kept walking, her whole body was cold, and she was supported by an obsession.

With a loud bang, something fell from the ceiling behind her. Wang Que walked forward stubbornly without even turning her head.

I don't know how long it took, but she saw a door, and the wooden door was locked from the inside and could not be pushed open.

A key was falling on the ground at the door.

[You seem a little sad, but choices are always accompanied by regrets, right?]

Those inexplicable words appeared again, and Wang Que's face was expressionless.

"Are you satisfied?" she said coldly.

[Don't be depressed, my dear little girl, just as the boy said, death here is not real death.

There is a murderer in the room in front of you. His hands are stained with countless innocent blood. Your next task is to kill him.

Once done, I will bring that boy back to you.]

【Task update: Kill the murderer.】

She didn't believe in those tempting words at all. Since Kether was manipulating the plot, it was obvious that there was a fraud in it.

But if you don’t complete the challenge mission, you will not be able to pass the box, and Linhai will not have any chance to come back.

This is the sin she committed, and even if she only has a little chance of recovery, she will not give up!

Wang Que didn't hesitate much. She bent down silently, picked up the key, and poked it into the keyhole with trembling.

The door was opened, and she pushed it open. It was a hotel-like room. The man fell to the ground. He was dressed in a denim, very tall, with slightly curly brown hair, and his beard covered most of his face, looking like he was forty years old.

His eyes were closed, as if he had fainted.

On the table was placed with a cowboy hat and a glass of half-drink milk. Wang Que walked to the man step by step. She stared at the completely unfamiliar face for a while, and finally squatted down and touched the dagger on the other party's waist.

She knelt beside the man, holding the dagger with both hands, aiming the tip of the knife downwards, aiming at his chest.

Is he really a murderer?

During the collapse, she asked her this question.

But this question was soon overwhelmed by crazy stubbornness.

The boy fell down a kiss full of attachment and held her hand and pierced his heart.

——Come back soon.

Wang Que closed her eyes, tears flowed out of her eyes again, and dripped down her cheeks on the back of the stranger's hands.

She gritted her teeth and stabbed her hard.

Xia Qiongyun covered her injured abdomen and moved to the small hole on the floor. According to the task reminder, she threw in the small key that she had finally found.

With a light sound, I don’t know where it fell. Xia Qiongyun took a deep breath and stood up on the table.

[Challenge Task: Find the key and place it in the specified location (complete)]

【Task Update: Escape from the Mermaid Hotel.】

The closed door opened automatically, and Xia Qiongyun limped out with difficulty. Outside was a long corridor, which was furnished very much like the Western hotel in the early 20th century.

The gunshot wound was still bleeding, Xia Qiongyun bit her lip, enduring the desperate pain, and constantly murmured and encouraged herself:

"Persevere, it's almost over. You're fine, you won't feel any pain at all."

The Yan Ling acted as a result, and the pain was relieved a lot, and it seemed that even the blood flow rate was slower. Xia Qiongyun seized the time and looked for a channel to continue.

She walked past a closed door and heard a sound inside, as if someone had hit the table.

Is there someone else here? Will he be a teammate?

Xia Qiongyun thought, and directly above her head, the huge bell seat that was originally hanging high suddenly lost the tension of the chain and fell from the sky.

Lin Hangzhi got up with grinning.

How could you hit the table for no reason? Can this unlucky person be better? Can you have something lucky?

He rubbed his knees and walked to a corner of the room. He pulled more than a dozen tightly tight ropes there. The chair next to him had scissors, and a note was pressed under it, saying: Only one rope can untie the correct door opening mechanism, try which one is right.

Is there no punishment for random trial?

Before taking action, Lin Hangzhi looked around and couldn't find any clues. Finally, he returned to the rope and accidentally hit the table again, making a lot of noise.

Lin Hangzhi picked up the scissors, frowned and thought for two seconds, and decided to hand it over to fate as usual.

He cut one off casually.

There was a loud bang outside the door, and something seemed to have been smashed from the sky.

A few seconds later, a pool of blood penetrated into the room through the crack of the door.

Cui Zuojing suddenly opened his eyes.

The pain in his chest made him wonder if it had been taken out. He grabbed the collar of his chest tightly and gasped with great effort. Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled off his forehead.

The Blood Confirm transferred Dong Zheng's injury to him truthfully.

In the hotel, just as the two were about to go out to inquire about the information of other guests in the hotel and see if they could find out which one was the murderer, Dong Zheng suddenly felt dizzy.

Then he shook his body a few times, raised his hand to hold the table beside him, but it was useless. His body was completely out of control and his brain was in a dizzy mud that could not be extricated. Dong Zheng quickly entered the core, and the data flow on the information highway became slower in just a few seconds from the highway that could drag out the afterimage, just like his thinking, almost stopped operating.

He didn't drink that glass of milk at all!

No! The poison may be on the clothes sent by Lois! She said that after seeing the gold he brought, she had murderous intentions, and then she kept approaching deliberately, just to poison her!

Dong Zheng fell heavily to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

As a prisoner, Cui Zuojing needed to consume Dong Zheng's mental power when he was outside. When Dong Zheng noticed the dizziness, the young man's figure became transparent. He didn't even have time to say a word to Dong Zheng, and the next moment he was forced back to the prisoner's space. An indescribable sense of weakness swept him. Cui Zuojing fell to the ground, without even the strength to move a finger.

A thick darkness came silently, wrapping him tightly and pulling him into the suffocating depths.

Until the extremely sharp pain forced the sleeping consciousness.

A knife stabbed into his chest. Even though he didn't see what happened at the last moment, Cui Zuojing was still extremely confident. He curled up his whole body and almost turned into a ball, gritting his teeth, hoping to relieve the pain slightly.

It was two long minutes. When the pain gradually weakened, Cui Zuojing took a long and long breath. His fists were clenched too hard, and his fingers were almost frozen and unable to straighten again.

Lois poisoned Dong Zheng, she made Dong Zheng faint, and someone took this opportunity to kill Dong Zheng. "He" stabbed the heart directly with a knife, but there was a prisoner link, and the fatal wound that should have been killed instantly was divided between the two people, and he and Dong Zheng did not die immediately.

Then there was a transition like when falling from a dragon boat. The scene was forced to change, their identities changed, and their injuries disappeared, but the pain did not disappear immediately.

Cui Zuojing was sweating all over. He raised his hand and found that the back of his hands was dirty and the cuffs of his white clothes were almost rotten after being washed.

He sat up and lowered his head, and saw a white robe covered with dust on his body and a broken black belt.

There were obvious signs of being worn out by the restraint belt on his wrists and ankles. This was a room of only ten square meters in size. There was an iron bed in the center, and he was sitting on it, and there was nothing else. The only window was opened close to the ceiling, and only faint light shone in, reminding the people inside whether it was day or night at this time.

The prisoner link with Dong Zheng is still there, but Cui Zuojing cannot sense the other party's position and cannot communicate. However, since he is still alive, Dong Zheng should not be seriously injured.

Isn't he a prisoner? Why would he appear alone in the plot?

Cui Zuojing was not sure what the situation was. He had not received the challenge task. Will he exist as a branch of Dong Zheng?

No matter what, let's go out first.

The room was dark and damp, without lights, and there were sporadic blood at the foot of the bed, like it was left behind because it had been unscrupulous for a long time. The door not far away was tightly closed, and a small movable window could be opened to deliver food and water to the people inside.

Cui Zuojing was sure that his body was not seriously injured, and pressed his chest hard with lingering fear, confirming that his heart was still beating loyally. He got out of bed and didn't find his shoes, so he stepped on the cold concrete floor barefoot and walked to the door to confirm that he had locked it from outside.

However, such a trick would not make him difficult. Cui Zuojing picked up a stone in the corner of the wall and cut off a restraint belt fixed to the bed. The belt became extremely hard and sharp in his hand, and straightened like a short sword. The boy stabbed into the iron door, wiped it a few times and cut a rectangular hole into the iron door, and drilled it out smoothly.

The belt was broken into pieces and was thrown to the ground by Cui Zuojing.

The corridor is long and narrow, with blue-green painted under the white walls, large pieces of the walls falling off, the windows are dirty and covered with brown-yellow color, and there is another confinement room next to it, with the door open and no one inside.

It was quiet around it as if he was the only living creature.

This place should have been isolated alone. Cui Zuojing walked along the corridor for a while and saw the stairs leading upwards. He walked up and finally heard the sound of others talking.

The corridor on this floor is much spacious than below. A nurse came towards him. After looking at him, she ignored him and passed by him directly.

Cui Zuojing continued to move forward, his voice getting louder and louder. Soon he arrived at an open door, and the voice came from it.

Cui Zuojing looked inside. It was a lounge with five or six people inside. Men, women, young and old were different. They all looked a little strange. They ignored the others and focused on what they were doing.
Chapter completed!