North Outer Ring, St. Eng Street, Building 8.

When the sky was about to darken, Cheng Xinuo finally found the old community hidden under the high-rise buildings. She turned the car and parked the car at the entrance of the community, where several willow trees were planted on both sides, and the long willow branches hung down, casting a gloomy shadow on the street.

She was parked right now in front of Building 8, an old building plastered with cement walls, and due to its age, the cement on the outer wall of the old building had fallen off in unison, revealing large red stone bricks.

"Executive student Cheng Xinuo, you have arrived near the target. ”

"Received, received. ”

Cheng Xinuo relied on the Bluetooth device in her ear to communicate with the instructor, and she casually chewed gum, her arm on the steering wheel, counting the designated floors one by one.

The target she was looking for was on the fourth floor, where there was a white-painted bellows beneath the windows, which had been in disrepair for a long time and had ceased to function, and the fan blades were dripping with water.

Before this mission, the branch had basically mastered the personal information of the lost man, an unemployed vagrant, and had never harmed humans, considering that his ability would cause instability, the branch decided to send an exorcist to carry out the erasure mission.

"What are you nervous about, and it's not for you to go into battle with a knife. Cheng Xinuo glanced faintly at someone in the passenger seat.

"I'm not nervous. Gu Fangyan twitched the corner of his mouth, "I just don't know what to do for a while." ”

"That...... Plans, yes, what's our plan for this operation?" He swallowed, "The kind that makes sure nothing goes wrong." ”

Cheng Xinuo glanced at him and said casually: "Our plan is to find the target, erase it, and leave." With that, she smiled evilly and gestured to him with an "erase" gesture.

"The file says that this lost man is a middle-aged uncle who spends his time alone, the extremely sullen kind, and may have serious violent tendencies. Cheng Xinuo said as he adjusted the position of the car so that it was just parked directly below the window opening on the fourth floor.

Gu Fangyan's mind immediately appeared with the image of a middle-aged balding uncle with a bearded face, and suddenly a chill surged in his heart, and he deeply felt the arduous difficulty of this operation.

Cheng Xinuo unbuckled his seat belt, "If you come to drive this time, maybe there will be any accidents on this mission, and it will be up to you when the time comes." ”

"Sister Xinuo, don't scare me. Gu Fangyan couldn't help but shudder, "I have no combat experience......"

"Look at your virtue, it's not like I've never experienced this kind of scene. Cheng Xinuo didn't wait for him to speak again, picked up the long backpack containing the Spirit Knife and jumped out of the car.

"Listen, the so-called high risk and high reward, if this operation is successful, we will be rewarded with half points. She closed the car door after one last sentence and entered the gate of the community with brisk steps.

Gu Fangyan stayed alone in the car, looked at the back and sighed lightly.

Truly...... It's different, he was hunted down and besieged with those fierce exorcists in Wucheng before, and his danger was far a hundred times higher than now. But at that time, he was just a passerby, who could turn his head and slip away at any time, but now if he wants to escape, he can't.

He will one day change, he will become the kind of exorcist with a long knife in his hand and a fierce look in his eyes, and he will become the kind of man who will hide a dagger in his waist, and there will be no way back after that, until the yang blood is burned out, and the only fate that awaits him is to kill and be killed.

The street lamps on the side of the street suddenly turned on, and the windows on the fourth floor lit up with incandescent lights.

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Cheng Xinuo pushed open the metal door of Building 8, and the lock was broken, covered with brown rust. She looked left and right, and the lighting in the hallway was not too high, a few orange sensor lights barely illuminated the dimly lit aisle, and an old bicycle was placed in the already slightly crowded hallway.

She walked slowly to the top of the stairs, the narrow aisle was dusty and the air was hot and humid. Small advertisements were plastered on the walls on both sides, many of which were torn beyond recognition.

Cheng Xinuo slowly walked upstairs while browsing the traces on the wall, and she saw that there were many children's colored pen graffiti on the wall, and there were sun grass drawings and everything.

Eventually, she stopped in front of the designated door on the fourth floor, looked at the door number with 401 printed on it, and pulled her long knife from her long backpack.

She knocked lightly on the door.

After a long silence, Cheng Xinuo knocked on the door again, and at the same time she pressed her ear to the door, concentrating on listening to the sound in the room.

The next moment she suddenly drew her knife, the long knife unsheathed and let out a sharp whistling, the silver white knife flashed, the door lock was cut vertically from top to bottom, and she kicked the door open with a sharp kick.

The man had been hiding on the other side of the door for some time, and they were waiting for each other to hunt each other to see who was more swift.

The sensor light in the aisle suddenly went dark, Cheng Xinuo swung the knife quickly, the blade slashed with a sharp wind whistle, the man raised the knife to defend, and a series of flowers burst out of the darkness.

The man also had a weapon in his hand, and Cheng Xinuo imagined that he might know that the exorcist would come to the door sooner or later, so he hid the weapon in a place where he could easily pull it out at any time.

Cheng Xinuo didn't give the man a chance to resist, and directly flew up and kicked him into the house between he raised his knife to defend. At the same time, swinging the knife and slashing again, the blade of the Spirit Knife Yuehua was extremely light, and there was almost no pause when swinging the knife.

The man was knocked to the ground on his back by a sudden kick, the hanger at the entrance was cut off by a long knife, and snow-white sawdust flew sideways. He turned over on the ground and stood up again, and at the moment when he wanted to swing the knife to resist, the sharp knife marks of the Spirit Knife spread rapidly towards him, and the next moment the knife light was shattered, and many narrow incisions broke out on the man's body, and a thick and viscous black mist poured out of the incisions.

However, the erasure operation was far from over, the figures of the two of them flashed extremely quickly in the small living room, the long knife reached a high speed that could not be caught by the naked eye at the moment of swinging, and the water cups and porcelain bottles on the coffee table were smashed.

At the moment when both sides closed their knives, a lily planted in the porcelain vase was cut into countless pieces, and the petals fell silently and floated throughout the living room.

The battle between the Exorcist and the Lost seemed strange to outsiders, they always started fighting without warning, and the passers-by who didn't know each other one second became mortal enemies the next.

That hostility is innate, like an eternal battle between demons and angels, with blood as a blade, embracing each other, and they are destined to never forgive each other, and only death can end it.

At this moment, there were several dark blood cuts on the man's body, his clothes were in tatters, and the wounds were slowly healing with the help of the ability.

Cheng Xinuo's face turned cold, and he took out a wind charm from his trouser pocket. She jumped up as soon as she stepped on the coffee table, swung her knife from top to bottom in mid-air, and the next moment the wind charm and the long knife fused together, and the entire space was instantly filled with endless winds.

Everything in the living room was on the verge of festering under the cutting of the wind, and Cheng Xinuo used the wind as a blade, and the long knife drew a transparent platinum-colored dark arc in the air. At that moment, the yang blood in her body gushed out, filling her body instantly along the blood vessels, her long hair danced wildly in the wind, and her eyes became blood-red due to bloodshot.

A large stack of papers in the corner was cut open by a huge whirlwind, and snow-white confetti fluttered in the air, and the whole room was reduced to a realm of death. The man was shocked by the murderous aura, and at the same time, countless wounds broke out on his body again, and he leaned back violently as if he had been shot, and several transparent and sharp knife marks in the air cut thousands of sticky black ink threads on his body.

In desperation, the man smashed the window of the living room with his body, and the whole person fell from the fourth floor like a doll that had lost its center of gravity, and the window glass was shattered by the violent force.

Cheng Xinuo slowly put away the knife, and she glanced around the mess in the house, as if she had just experienced a hurricane, and all the objects had become extremely broken. On the floor is a broken picture frame, which was originally hung on the wall, but was blown off by the violent winds.

She stared silently at the frame, a photo of a husband and wife, the man was still very young, and his wife was ordinary in appearance, but her eyes were gentle as water.

The sharp edge of the knife cut the frames diagonally, splitting them in two.

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The heavy object fell from a high altitude and made a thunderous roar, and the roof of the car parked under Building 8 was smashed into a huge hole, and Gu Fangyan, who was listening to a song to relieve the pressure, was scared half to death.

The car started violently, Gu Fangyan subconsciously stepped on the accelerator, the speed of the car soared, and he was directly slapped on the back of the car seat by the huge kinetic energy that burst out in an instant.

The car engine let out a dull roar, Gu Fangyan felt something strange above his head, and immediately was dumbfounded after looking up: the sharp black thorns pierced the roof of the car like the fangs of a monster, and the five fingers of a human being were as strange as curved blades.

At this moment, if Gu Fangyan was lucky enough to see the scene outside, he would definitely be speechless, the lost person on the roof of the car was scarred and covered with dark purple crystals. His face was twisted and hideous like a shattered sculpture, and his eyes flashed with dark blue flames.

It's like something out of a horror movie, where hideous zombies attack a speeding car and tear the humans inside to shreds.

Gu Fangyan had no experience in driving at all, the car was on the verge of losing control at any time, and in a hurry, he slammed on the brakes, the seat belt was instantly tightened, and the huge recoil almost strangled his ribs.

The Lost Man was thrown away by the braking car, and he was thrown to the ground with a heavy blow, the headlights illuminating his hideous, twisted figure.

Gu Fangyan saw through the car window the lost man struggling to get up from the ground under the headlights, the dark purple crystals on his body seemed to be sharp bones growing in reverse, and the ghost fire in his eyes was beating in the dark.

The body of the Lost was festering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a rich and turbulent ability overflowed from his body, Gu Fangyan felt a tremor from the twisted figure, which was something he had never felt before, as if there was some kind of subtle energy impacting his heart.

Is this perception...... It's like being touched by someone's soul.

A hint of ferocity suddenly flashed in Gu Fangyan's eyes, and he stepped on the accelerator again, slamming into the lost person who had fallen into demonization at full speed. The front of the car ran over him for dozens of meters until it slammed into the wall of the sidewalk.

The Lost Man's heart was shattered in an instant, and he sinked his finger into the car cover, dragging a deep scratch. The pupils were dilated, as if the candle flame was swaying in the wind, and it would be extinguished at any moment.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Gu Fangyan saw a flash of human gaze in the eyes of the lost person, it was hard to imagine that a dying person would show such a terrifying ...... Sadness.