On the ground of a ** corpse, blood flowed out from under her corpse and spread around. The corpse, which was already cold, stared at the dark sky without a blind eye.

She looks like the wandering warbler that can be seen everywhere in the lower town. On her body, the torn cheap skirt was stained red with blood, and that color made the torn skirt seem to become expensive, full of stunning beauty.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

The emaciated figure knelt in a pool of blood and choked in a low voice: "I'm sorry ......"

The voice was weak and painful, like a young girl.

But her emaciated back was shrouded in the cloak, and only a strand of long golden hair hung down from the hood, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't look carefully.

However, a living person......

Fortunately, he is a living person.

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the corner, and looked around with some concern. It was still empty, and no one else was there.

Very good, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.

He took a deep breath and walked cautiously and vigilantly, preparing to run for his life with oil on the soles of his feet at the slightest disturbance. But until he stood behind the girl, nothing strange happened.

The girl was still kneeling in a pool of blood and crying, making a choked voice: "I originally wanted to help you, I'm sorry ......"

"Hey, are you alright?"

Ye Qingxuan swallowed and spat at the mouth and carefully touched her shoulder. So the crying girl was stunned, as if she was startled.

My whole body stiffened, and I trembled with fear.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his palm with some embarrassment: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." I just saw you crying here, is there anything I can do to help?"

"You touched me?"

In a pool of blood, the girl with her back to him finally made a sound.

The voice was weak, but it didn't feel like fear anymore, but like some irrepressible rage.

"Huh?"

She turned her head stiffly, her neck as if it made the sound of bones rubbing against each other. In the darkness beneath the hood, her voice was distant and hoarse, like a dream awakened from a nightmare:

"You...... Just now, you touched me?"

"Sorry, I only ......"

Ye Qingxuan subconsciously defended, but his voice suddenly froze. When the girl's body moved away from the front of the corpse, he finally saw the whole picture of the corpse.

In a pool of blood, the dead warbler stared at the sky, its shriveled milk room, illuminated by a dim light, hanging inelastically at the sides of its body.

Because her chest was cut open entirely.

On the cold corpse, two rows of ribs stretched out to the sky like a baby's little hand. The internal organs that had been plucked from the chest cavity were placed on the stone slab next to them, and they were neatly arranged.

In a pool of blood, the girl held a parched heart in her hand. But now the heart is falling apart between the five fingers of anger tightening......

Where did you see this description?

In the shadows under the hood, the face slowly rose, and the animalistic eyes were full of anger: "You want to pollute me too...... You filthy ......"

Ye Qingxuan didn't hesitate, turned around, and left!-

After shaking off the butcher, in less than ten minutes, he began to run for his life again.

He felt like he had completely broken Avalon's bad luck record today!

First he ran into the Gangster, then he was chased by the Butcher, and now he has died himself, and he has met the legendary Avalon Ripper!

Avalonian the Ripper, a murderer roaming the Whitechapel district, and likes to uncut and gut his victims while they are alive.

He can't forget the fragmented photos in the record!

First the butcher, then the ripper...... With this group of neurotics who have nothing to do every night, do they just wander around the lower city?!

Before he could take three steps, a manic scream rang out from behind him. The shrill female voice was full of anger and murderous intent, piercing one's eardrums.

Ye Qingxuan wanted to cry without tears: What are you angry about? I don't have the strength to be angry, okay! This is not the legendary Dongfang who can't marry after being touched by a strange man, and you are not a boudoir lady. I'll touch you for a little while, and you'll be angry like this, do you want to live a life!

Before he could speak, he heard a cracking sound behind him. Ye Qingxuan looked back in astonishment and saw that under the hands of that emaciated figure, the stone slab and the wall were shattered!

It was as if it had been slashed by an invisible axe, and with that angry scratch, the crack burst from the stone slab. The sharp crack spread all the way to Ye Qingxuan's feet, and if his speed was one step slower, he would have been completely dismembered by the invisible sword and axe.

"Shhh

Ye Qingxuan gasped and sped up. But the shadow behind him stood in place, watching him run farther and farther, muttering to himself:

"Purify, purify ......"

When he completely threw that shadow behind him and turned two or three corners, Ye Qingxuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could catch his breath, he heard footsteps approaching in the distance.

"Purifying ......"

The figure appeared in front of him at some point, staggering towards him empty-handed.

But wherever 'he' or 'she' or simply 'it' passed, the stone slabs, the walls, the abandoned houses, and the insects and snakes on the ground were silently chopped into pieces.

"You're not done!"

Ye Qingxuan only felt a cold air rush from his heel to the back of his head, and turned around to run again.

Sure enough, as he expected, before he had run a few hundred meters, he saw the Ripper's shadow stop in front of him again.

“...... You filthy devils, you must be purified...... For the sake of this world......"

The 'Ripper' muttered to himself and walked slowly towards Ye Qingxuan.

"For a yarn!" Ye Qingxuan was about to go crazy, and couldn't help shouting: "If it's really for this world, then go and cure your disease!"

But then, a flower appeared in front of his eyes, and the shadow was already close at hand.

He subconsciously took a step back, and it was this step that saved him. Because the invisible wind pressure had cut his fingers, blood fluttered in the air, crossed an arc, and fell into the hood.

Ye Qingxuan was startled, and instinctively squatted down with his head in his hands, but found that he was not divided as expected.

As if sensing the liquid falling on his face, the ripper lifted his pale fingers and stroked the wet marks on his face. That kind of blood seemed to have some strange allure to her, and she licked the blood from her fingertips, stunned.

"It's ...... Blood?"

The ripper muttered: "Why...... Is it your blood?"

She fell into confusion and intoxication, like a teenager's blood was some kind of poison, or with a sweetness like a forbidden drug, and it was hard to help falling into chaos.

Ye Qingxuan seized the opportunity and quietly retreated.

Seeing that she didn't react, he took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

He swore in his heart: If he can really survive this time, he won't hear crying in the middle of the night, and he won't run around when he hears any nonsense!

Maybe it's because the nerves are wrong, or maybe something really happened. He ran for an unknown amount of time, but there was still no strange shadow in front of him or behind him.

Got rid of it?!

He gasped and staggered down the alley, scurrying around the eerie city like a headless fly.

Finally, after turning a corner, his eyes lit up.

He finally got rid of his lost wandering and found the familiar street - Princess Street, which is named after the second princess of the Anglo royal family and is one of the main roads in the lower town.

If he found this place, it meant that he was about to leave Downtown, and he was not far from the academy in Midtown. Not far ahead, there is the lookout post of the National Police Agency, and in the distance, there is a faint sound of horses' hooves patrolling by mounted police-

As always, a thick fog shrouded the city at night.

At night, a large amount of water vapor is swept in with the sea breeze, forming a thick fog as the temperature drops. The thick fog was like a white veil, covering the entire king's capital in layers.

It's like a white cloth on a dead man's face.

It was already late at night, and apart from the streetlights that went off on either side of the street, there was only the occasional sound of horse-drawn carriages passing by, and the distant sound of the tide.

As the chiming clock strikes eleven, the lights of the shops gradually go out. The whole city gradually fell asleep.

"It's finally over. ”

Ye Qingxuan leaned against the wall, rubbing his numb face, and couldn't help but want to scream a few times to vent.

- Anyway, the bad day is finally coming to an end.

It's a pity that he overlooked a point......

Before twelve o'clock, the day is not over-

Suddenly, a gust of sea breeze blew from afar, and the fog became more and more dense.

The scenery that was originally faintly visible in the distance instantly disturbed and disappeared. The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your fingers.

A bright light from nowhere illuminated the mist, reflecting them as a dull bone-white.

In the dense fog, Ye Qingxuan had to walk forward against the wall in order to avoid being hit by the carriage that was not long-sighted.

It was like a sewer was broken, and he stepped on the stagnant water, making a snapping sound.

Following the map in his head, he stepped on the stagnant water and headed for the heights. Luckily, a little further ahead, after turning the corner, you will find Tower Bridge.

After crossing Tower Bridge, you'll be able to say goodbye to it all and enter Midtown!

With this in mind, he picked up his speed and advanced through the mist.

In the fog in the distance, the towering shadow of the Tower Bridge gradually emerged. However, there was no patrol officer in the vicinity. And at the front of the Tower Bridge, the bronze gate that should be closed after night was not locked, which made Ye Qingxuan stunned.

Where have the people gone?

He stood alone outside the gate, looking around suspiciously, but there was no sound in the thick mist.

Only now did he find out - he hadn't seen a living person in a long time, not a single one!

I don't know when everything was silent.

The night is silent, but that silence also has sound. The wind flows, snakes crawl through the gutters, and the sound of the tide beneath the tower bridge reverberates for a long time.

But now, all the sounds were gone, as if they had been brutally strangled to death.

He finally sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what had gone wrong...... Because the whole world is completely different from what he knew.

In silence, a gust of wind blew from afar, and a thick fog rippled.

For a moment, the clouds in the sky and the fog on the ground were blown away by the wind, and the moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating the silent world.

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the moon.

The pale blue moonlight fell on the pupils of his eyes, reflecting the hideous outline.

Tonight, the blue moon, which represents calamity, hangs high in the sky. (To be continued.) )