The long knife was stained with blood, and Lu Cangyao carried the quaint long knife dripping blood down the tip of the knife, with a casual posture, but it made everyone who saw her feel palpitations for no reason.

One step, two steps, three steps, she didn't walk fast, her steps were very light, but every step seemed to be stepping on some people's hearts, and her heartbeat was not under her control, and she involuntarily expanded and contracted with the rhythm of her footsteps.

Lu Cangyao, who was full of momentum and immersed in large-scale killing, would not waste his mental power on reducing his sense of existence, and the demeanor that had been hidden was completely displayed in front of people.

Her usual expression is very few, at this time, her eyebrows seem to be piled up with ice and snow, and the chill is pervasive, but there is a faint rolling endless blood-colored killing intent in her eyes, and she can't find the slightest flaw on her whole face.

Her beautiful complexion is like the wind blowing on the jade tree, the snow is wrapped in qiongbud, and the cold white complexion like the moonlight and the pale lips are fresh.

It is a great pity that such a soul-conspiring face is always glorious and introverted, and is not known to the world.

It's a pity, no matter how beautiful things are, they also need the right time to appreciate, in the eyes of the caretakers who defected to the zombie side, Lu Cangyao, who is not like a mortal with a temperament, is the Yama who asks for his life, no matter how beautiful she is, her life will be gone, who still has the leisure to appreciate this beautiful demeanor that only blooms in blood?

Let's run for your life!

As early as when he saw Lu Cangyao killing through the zombie group alone, a group of people with more keen senses and a sense of danger quietly slipped out through the back door, as for whether they reported the news or went to find another safe place, Lu Cangyao didn't care.

The office building is very high, there are many floors, and when she was about to enter the door, she stopped, raised her eyes and looked up, her right hand holding the knife was slightly raised, and the fingers of her left hand were interlocked, and she flicked it lightly on the handle of the knife, so that the blood stains on the knife body accelerated and slid down.

"Why don't you go in?" Qiu Jun, who was sitting on a "hitchhiker", asked in a clear voice that did not stain desire.

It turned out that Ke Rong followed.

Lu Cangyao turned around after hearing the voice, and his gaze fell directly on the small osmanthus tree on Ke Rong's shoulder.

Although he was just swept away by the afterglow of the person in front of him, Ke Rong's heart also had a huge sense of crisis, and the pores all over his body were shouting for danger, as if he was being targeted by a giant beast, but his legs and feet did not obey the call at all, and he stayed stiffly in place.

After silently reciting "This is the thigh" ten times in his heart, the feeling of palpitations barely subsided, and Ke Rong saw Lu Cangyao's face clearly, and he couldn't take his eyes off this look.

After being stunned, he immediately looked away and turned his head to look away, but he couldn't erase the earthly appearance in his mind.

It's like a thriller in the world.

"Qiujun, can you use your ability to help me find someone?" Lu Cangyao asked.

"Of course, but I don't know what the person you're looking for looks like." Qiu Jun replied.

"It's okay, I'll show you what he looks like."

As he spoke, Lu Cangyao put away the long knife and wiped it with his free right hand in the void in front of him, and a flat portrait appeared.

The young man painted by the illusory light and shadow, the eyebrows were cold and alienated, and the pursed lips were rigorous, which Lu Cangyao portrayed according to the appearance of the young Bai Shuangjiu in that photo and memory.

"Hey, this ability is so magical," Qiu Jun's focus was first on Lu Cangyao's new ability, and then he took a closer look at the portrait, "Okay, I can see it clearly." ”

Qiu Jun began to use his ability to find people, and the small saplings that were as clear as jade shimmered with a turquoise glow.

Lu Cangyao's heart moved, and the illusory light and shadow in the air quickly faded until they disappeared, leaving no trace.

This ability is called "Lingering Image", and she can manifest things in her mind through phantoms, which comes from a lethal flytrap xenoplant that is extremely unfriendly to flesh creatures.

When she killed the flytrap plant, she also put a lot of effort, and the plant was the same fifth-order as her at that time, and the "photo" used was not so weak.

The images it creates are almost indistinguishable from the real thing, and even if they hit the image, they will not be missed, and the touch is extremely realistic. 、

So even if she used her source ability to see through the images it created, she would have to kill all of them to get close to the Venus flytrap.

It really caused her a lot of trouble.

The main thing is that it takes too long and patience is exhausted.

"Found it," after a while, Qiu Jun spoke again, and reported the exact point, "in room 1105 on the eleventh floor." ”

"He's not in a good state, Lu Lu, let's hurry up!" After staying with Qingxi for a long time, Qiu Jun was unconsciously led astray by that lotus.

Not in good shape?

Lu Cangyao frowned, stepped away with his long legs, and walked quickly into the office building.

"Go straight ahead, the elevator will still work." Qiu Jun hurriedly said.

Lu Cangyao heard it, and turned back with the footsteps that wanted to turn to the stairs.

Ke Rong dutifully followed Lu Cangyao and acted as Qiu Jun's mobile car.

The two of them entered the elevator with a tree, and in the closed elevator space with Lu Cangyao, Ke Rong felt Alexander.

The elevator went up slowly, and my eyes didn't dare to look around, just staring at the numbers changing on the display screen on the side of the door.

Ding--The eleventh floor has arrived.

The elevator door opened slowly, empty, there was no imaginary tension and excitement, and there was no person with long eyes to stop it, Ke Rong actually felt a little regretful.

Hindsight reacted, is he a little floating?

Walking out of the elevator door, the inside of the office building that looks glamorous and tall is so dirty, dust, stains, food bags, lunch boxes, chopsticks and other unimaginable garbage are thrown on the ground at will.

Avoiding the garbage, Lu Cangyao turned to the left side of the corridor.

I don't know why, all the doors were closed, and no sound came out.

1105, found.

As soon as she kicked the door open, she swept inward, and saw an extremely good-looking young man looking up at her.

"Bai Eighteen, I'm here to save you."

“…… Little Six? ”