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Watching Laikaon turn to leave, Xiao Yan took out Berella's lingering and a natural dagger from his backpack, turned around and rushed to the wings in the courtyard.

After a few kicks, Xiao Yan kicked open the wooden doors of at least four rooms, roughly speaking, these wooden doors have been forked, obviously the people inside already know that something happened outside, but the forked door did not let them escape death.

The chaotic corpses lying on the ground looked like they should have been tortured at the time of death, and each deceased's body took on an unusual reflex state, which often came from spasms and twists of the body in extreme pain.

No, no, never, Xiao Yan quickly kicked open the wooden doors of the other wings, and all the wooden doors branched out from the inside, but the people inside, what kind of outfit, were all an ending, death.

4 p.m., Survivor, 0.

Xiao Yan began to be a little anxious, he came to this courtyard to look for clues, not to kick the door to see the corpses, although these corpses also have some clues that can be judged, but for Xiao Yan, these things are far from enough.

There are more than 100 people in this courtyard, and there are at least more than 30 rooms, and if you kick the door like this, maybe in the later stage, his strength will be exhausted, and if he encounters a real enemy at that time, Xiao Yan may not have the ability to fight at all.

"Wait, there's something wrong!"

Xiao Yan kicked open the eighth door and stood there. I suddenly realized that there was something wrong with my approach.

"Weishenme is looking for survivors who may not exist? At that time, Dongchang had already made it very clear. All the people in this house are dead. Moreover, even if there are survivors in this house during the mission, looking at the current situation, those so-called survivors do not exist at all. ”

"So, as a result of thinking that all of them were dead, Weishenme would now suddenly think of the possibility of people surviving?"

Xiao Yan lowered his head and ruled out the starting point that he took the initiative to think that someone would survive, in fact, from the time he left the East Factory. It is already known that except for the person who triggered the main quest in this house, it is impossible for anyone else to survive.

However, in a short period of time, when he entered this house, he easily believed that there might still be people alive in this house, and he was still busy with these non-existent lives.

Thinking of this, he immediately realized that his subconscious mind had been disturbed, or rather. I took some kind of hint myself.

"That's a hint from Laikaon, before that. He constantly tells people what to do, how to find clues, so that people can make a judgment that "Laikaon is a master of finding clues", at least, people can have the idea of "what Laikaon will find in this house", and when this idea is established, he will subconsciously obey Laikaon's advice. ”

"After entering this environment, Laikaon didn't leave much time to judge at all, from entering the courtyard, to the main house, and then to this place, Laikaon quickly pushed the process forward, on the grounds that his armor could not last too long."

Xiao Yan followed this line of thought and found the problem behind it.

After entering the courtyard, Xiao Yan did not have time to think seriously because Laikaon had been advancing rapidly, and this environment was too stimulating for Xiao Yan's perception, so that after subconsciously accepting "Laikaon is very experienced", he did not have any doubts about Laikaon's words and actions, and accepted the concept of "survivor" proposed by Laikaon.

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally figured out everything.

"First of all, there are no survivors here."

"Secondly, Lecaon was absolutely aware of something, so he deliberately lied and offered to act separately so that he could accomplish something on his own."

"The thing that made Lecaon more concerned was probably the sister he was talking about, he must have found some traces of such a sister on it just now, maybe his sister is in the backyard at this time."

Xiao Yan, who had received these judgments, gritted his teeth and rushed to the pool of blood outside the eaves, ignoring the pungent smell and the swaying light, and jumped high against the eaves.

Although the blood pool under his feet is very viscous, Xiao Yan's current liliang is not small, and his body's balance has become better with the improvement of agility, so he still jumps very high this time, and when he raises his eyes slightly, the top of the corridor is already in front of him.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the tiles on the corner of the eaves, pulled hard, and before the tiles fell, his whole body had already completed a sideways flip in the air with his strength, and in the blink of an eye, it landed firmly on the roof.

As far as the eye could see, there was a bloody scene everywhere, the blood in the backyard was steaming, and the red haze was shining in the sunlight, and it was impossible to see a little farther through these fog barriers, and Laikaon was not wrong.

However, these reflections are not particularly strong, even Xiao Yan did not cry uncontrollably because of this reflection, so Laikaon's tears just now had nothing to do with reflections, maybe it had something to do with something he had seen.

Xiao Yan turned over and jumped out of the house, looked left and right, the blood around him had begun to make a gurgling sound similar to boiling, and the blood vapor was extremely powerful.

Xiao Yan didn't think much about it, and walked in the direction where Laikaon had left, he needed to know that Laikaon had lied because of Weishenme.

The smell of blood around him became stronger and stronger, and the mist was steaming so that Xiao Yan looked hazy when he looked at the houses not far away, at this time, although the blood was only below Xiao Yan's ankles, it made him feel as if he was walking in the abyss of the sea of blood.

He didn't know how far he had gone, as the fog had evaporated further, the visibility around him had become very low, and he didn't even know where he was now, except for some vague frameworks that could roughly allow Xiao Yan to discern the direction.

The smell of blood stimulated Xiao Yan more and more, and he could feel that his lungs had begun to feel uncomfortable, and the feeling like asthma hit him over and over again, maybe in the next second, he would squat there and cough non-stop, and it would be difficult to breathe, until Zuihou died in this pool of blood.

"You are being corrupted by the Blood Plague, losing 2 energy per second"

"You are being corrupted by the deep blood plague, losing 5 energy per second"

"Please get out of the blood plague as soon as possible, a large loss of energy will make you hallucinate"

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, sure enough, the dangers of the level 3 book were endless, but at this time he had no way out, and the blood vapor around him made him unable to see the direction at all, let alone find the way he came.

At this moment, his shaking body was suddenly held by a big hand, and as Xiao Yan turned his head, a fully armored Lekaon appeared in front of him.

"I knew you would find problems, but I didn't expect that you would be willing to help me."

Laikaon behind the metal visor said. (To be continued......)