Chapter 1245: Survival Game, Requiem of the Undead 37
This corridor is about twenty meters long, and Luo Bai inspected the black statues one by one, and it took more than half an hour to check a small half.
And in this small half, nothing is found.
Luo Bai touched his chin.
Could it be that she is going in the wrong direction?
Isn't this mechanism inside this black statue?!
Looking up again, looking at the ruby on the top that was used to decorate the snake's head, just this glance, Luo Bai felt that her scalp was a little numb.
Luo Bai saw the position of the ruby, and at this moment, a miserable white hand stretched down, and then grabbed the ruby set in the snake's head and took it away forcefully.
After taking off the ruby, the miserable white hand stretched back, and at the same time as it was stretched back, it was estimated that it had encountered a hurdle, and the miserable white arm twisted out of a strange arc, and retracted in a posture that was definitely not what ordinary people should have.
Little Fans: ... Baba, you're busy in vain. 】
Luo Bai stared at it for a while, until his neck was a little sore, and then he lowered his head.
Now that all the cards are invalid, there shouldn't be any more abilities, so the hand just now is likely to be... Nightcrawler.
Nightkin collecting rubies.
If that's the case, wouldn't the participants have to snatch the Nightkin from the Nightkin if they don't collect the rubies in the end?
Things don't seem to be going well.
Now that the ruby is gone, Luo Bai has lost the reason to stay here any longer.
Keep going.
Every third black statue in this corridor has a small lamp, and the small lamp is also in the shape of a palace-like ornate lamp, wrapped in gold leaf, and the light from the lamp casts an almost negligible veil of light over this lonely corridor.
Walking through the corridor, it is the kind of interior pattern with small door frames that Luo Bai saw when he first came here.
Each small room here is neatly furnished, as if someone is living here.
After passing through a small room again, Luo Bai smelled a few wisps... The smell of blood!
At this moment, there was no movement ahead.
Everything is dead and silent.
Little fan: [Baba, do you want to go over? 】
Luo Bai: [Of course. 】
There may be nightcrawlers ahead, but more likely to be opportunities, and if you don't get into the tiger's den, you have to give what you want first.
The only thing that can be earned without work is probably poverty.
Still completely restrained the footsteps, Luo Bai walked over slowly.
This room was no different from the one Luo Bai had just walked through, with an expensive pure white wool carpet on the floor, a crystal chandelier in the center of the room, and a tall vase with beautiful patterns standing quietly in the corner of the room.
Luo Bai's gaze turned around, and finally landed on a corner of the woolen carpet.
There was a patch of blood red there.
After walking about a few steps, a human head suddenly appeared on the other end of the sofa.
Because Luo Bai was mentally prepared to see people here, she was not much surprised even if the other party suddenly appeared at this time.
On the contrary, the person who tried to stand up was startled when he saw a figure in the darkness.
But he was also very powerful, and even at such times he didn't scream, just turned pale and kept backing away.
The eyes are facing each other.
Luo Bai recognized the person at once.
Yes, she actually met the object of her protection here.
Liao Zhiyuan.
Soon, Liao Zhiyuan recognized Luo Bai.
"How are you?"