A dance.

The moon is like practice, frozen on the girl in the Allure City, the stars are shining, Qionglou Yuyu, against the red clothes, the bright eyes of the sky falling into the moon, a little stupid.

Then.

In Ning Fan's mind, the voice of the system suddenly sounded:

[Ding, congratulations to the host, trigger the hidden task.] 】

[Quest content: In view of the host's current strength, it is not enough to compete with the outer gods, please find a way to resolve the hostility of the outer god statues in the Dynasty Hotel.] 】

[Task Reward: Unseal the second layer of the Huangquan White Bone Umbrella.] 】

…

"Is it really an outer god?"

Listening to the system prompt, Ning Xiaomo's brows tightened, and his expression was solemn: "Is it Sotos, the god of time and space?" Or Shabu, the goddess of darkness and abundance? ”

"Or the chaotic Nayaratotip of the ambush? As long as it is not the Lord Azathoth, who sits on the uncrowned throne, there is something to talk about. ”

"The great master at the end of the universe, I really have nothing to do with him, even in my previous life, no one ever knew what he was trying to do."

"Such a maverick being... Alas. ”

Because he had already done psychological construction, when he learned that the void creature that Ye Huaimin worshiped was an outer god, Ning Fan didn't show too much surprise and uneasiness.

After all, in this game, with Blue Star as the main plot, during this period of time, except for those powerful outer gods, there are no void creatures...

Those who dare to break the rules of the game and enter early.

They don't have the skills to do that.

Therefore, it can only be an outer god.

Ning Xiaomo accepted this fate, he only hoped that the outer god was an ordinary god, not the great master of the universe, then he still had a way...

Negotiation!

Thinking of this, Ning Fan turned his head and whispered softly to Sikong Falling Moon beside him:

"Sikong, you go to the underground palace that the fat pig said, Ye Huaimin and I will solve it... No matter how you say it, it's your old club, and you can't do it well. ”

The devil is in the details.

The existence of integrating details into every step of life is 100% a pervert.

Sikong Falling Moon felt that Ning Fan was such a pervert: he even wrote down Ye Huaimin's favor for taking him in when he was at his most down.

That's right.

Ning Fan took the initiative to take Sikong Falling Moon out of this consideration: no matter what Ye Huaimin's starting point was to take Sikong Falling Moon, if he took it in, he would take it in.

If there was no Ye Huaimin, Sikong Falling Moon would not have survived to meet Ning Fan this day.

It's a fact.

said the fact that it can't be changed: even if Ye Huaimin plotted against her later, but grace is grace, and the two cannot be confused.

"Thank you."

Sikong Falling Moon, who was a little moved, thanked him like a mosquito and a fly, and immediately raised the peach blossom brand on his wrist, and admonished: "Then you... Stay safe. ”

"Keep in touch, I'll find the underground palace and let you know as soon as possible."

Regarding Ning Fan's safety, she is not worried, or rather, Sikong Falling Moon, who has experienced the fantasy world, is the same as Cao Zijin, and she also has a little ... Follow!

"Got it."

Ning Fan nodded and took the lead in stepping into the Dynasty Hotel.

The moon then fell in the opposite direction.

As the saying goes, the heart is clear.

She knew Ning Fan's intention of only taking her out: after tonight, in the Dynasty Hotel, there was only one person who could still breathe, and Ning Fan... Chickens and dogs don't stay!

Therefore.

In addition to finding the underground palace, she has another mission: to use her spatial ability to block the exits and prevent the survivors in the hotel from escaping...

This.

That's the most important thing.

The two parted ways.

…

The Dynasty Hotel has a total of nine floors.

The first three floors were the lobby, bar, and cafeteria before the end of the world, and they were all ordinary people, in Ye Huaimin's words, they were all slaves of the Dynasty Hotel.

The middle third floor was a guest room before the end of the world, with four women, five men, and six merchants, from high to low, inhabited by maids, first-order abilities, second-order and near-second-order abilities.

The upper three floors are the conference rooms, administrative offices, and presidential suites of the Dynasty Hotel, which are used by the elite talents, high-level executives and Ye Huaimin of the Dynasty Hotel.

Push open the four-wing revolving doors and enter the hotel lobby.

Ning Fan didn't take the elevator, but chose to walk upstairs: he wanted to use the negative emotions of these slaves to help him complete the realm promotion, which was the only thing they had left...

Value!

Xiao Ning's classmate finally lived to become the Yazi he hated the most:

Like a cold-blooded and ruthless capitalist, frantically squeezing the few oil and water on these poor people who have been poor for half their lives, and when all the oil and water on their bodies are squeezed clean, he will give it with his own hands... Extrication.

Yes.

It's liberation.

Ning Fan believes that for these slaves who have no human rights, no dignity, and no hunger day and night, a painful death can definitely be called a hard-won and dreamed happiness: because... He heard their hearts.

"Who's going to save me?"

"The wife is dead, the mother is dead, the daughter ... My daughter is also dead, but I am still alive in the world, hehe, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die! ”

"Whom... Can help me out! ”

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Every inch of skin on the whole body is being burned, pricked with needles, cut by knives... It hurts, it hurts, how long do you have to sink in such pain? ”

“…”

In the last days, there is not only death but suffering, most of the time, living without strength is the greatest sorrow: it's just... It also takes courage to commit suicide.

And the vast majority of people do not have this courage.

Maybe Chan Hongyi is here, which can bring them hope for a new life, but Ning Fan will not be redeemed, and if he is as utilitarian as he is, he will not allow himself to be burdened by his side.

The women's group of Qingping University is vibrant, ambitious, and enthusiastic, and he can train them to become his most devout believers, so he will save them.

But these people in the Dynasty Hotel, all the blood in their hearts, all the hopes, as early as the second they put on the dog chain and bent their knees, they were all extinguished.

Until now, they can't even tell the difference between themselves and whether they are humans or dogs.

Even if it is saved, what can it do?

What he needs is a brave warrior who puts life and death on the line, a brave man who dares to raise a butcher's knife against the void creatures, not a slave...

Dog!

Dog taming.

It's too much energy and too much time, Ning Fan doesn't have that leisure.

All he can do is give them a ride, let them die early, and live sooner.

This is, neutral evil!

…

"Fan, are you at the Dynasty Hotel? Who are the people living in these rooms? I'm like... I can hear them crying, they are so pitiful. ”

"They're asking me for help... Can you save them? ”

"Will you save them? They're so pitiful, I... If you're the best, save them, save people's lives, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter. ”

"Aren't you developing power? They can do things for you. ”

"Hey, Ning Fan!"

"Are you listening to me, can you ignore me? You use my body to take advantage of Sister Zijin's cheap account, I haven't calculated it with you yet! ”

"You like Sister Zijin, don't you?"

"If you don't save you when you die, next time I take over the body, I will tell Sister Zijin all your secrets, and you see that she will ignore you in the future!"

"Ning Xiaofan!"

"I'm in, with, you, talking, talking!"

“…”

Night companion Sangeng.

Xiaochan No. 2 took a light and vigorous step, like an elegant and dignified butterfly with red makeup, dancing, shuttling through the corridors paved with red carpets.

During this period, Xiaochan No. 1 was constantly in his mind, buzzing and calling.

Ning Fan frowned unconsciously: "System, how could she hear the voices of those people in the room?" Didn't you say that we don't share our abilities? ”

[It's not a problem with the system, it's the outer god, it's the handwriting of the outer god that Ye Huaimin worships, and he gives the first personality the power to listen to his heart. 】

"Outer gods?"

Ning Fan's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper: "Why did he do this?" What exactly did He want? Help me? Hurt me? Or do you just want to give it to me... Looking for a pleasure? ”

The system did not respond.

Obviously, the mind of the outer god cannot even be guessed.

Looked at.

Ning Fan simply didn't think about it anymore.

While dealing with Xiaochan, he continued to go upstairs:

Anyway, no matter how much you think about it, you can't think of a reason, instead of wasting time on this, it is better to solve those chicken and dog bits and pieces first...

When you have the right time to meet with him, ask him in person.

…

With this in mind.

Ning Fan broke all the way to the seventh layer: Unfortunately, as soon as he got out of the safe passage of the seventh layer, he bumped into a team composed of seven strangers... Patrol squads.

Because the buildings above seven floors are occupied by the high-rise of the Dynasty Hotel, as well as the mainstay of the Dynasty Hotel, there is a patrol team responsible for round-the-clock patrols.

The members of the patrol team are all first-order peak abilities, directly under the jurisdiction of Ye Huaimin, loyal to him, and Ye Huaimin's purpose in doing this...

There are two.

First, it is to protect their safety: as long as it is a human being, it will be more or less a bit of hatred of the rich, and in layman's terms, I can not live well...

But, you must not live better than me.

No one can guarantee that the survivors of the next few floors will be driven by resentment to do something...

Misdeeds!

Second, it is also to monitor the survivors of the upper three layers: to prevent some of them from forming a party for personal gain because they are dissatisfied with Ye Huaimin's rule.

To sum it up.

Their responsibilities are somewhat similar to the Jinyiwei founded by Zhu Yuanzhang, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty: of course, with these stinky fish and rotten shrimp...

is not qualified to be compared with the ruthless people of Jinyiwei.

…

Straight to the point.

It stands to reason that when encountering a patrol, Ning Fan should temporarily avoid the edge: after all, his goal is to kill everyone in the Imperial Dynasty Hotel, if he alarms the patrol...

Bao Buqi will startle the snake and scare away the little white rabbits upstairs.

However...

He didn't play according to the routine: he rushed directly at the patrol... Greet it!

The two met head-on, and the outcome was self-evident: in just a few breaths, Ning Fan killed this patrol team composed of seven supernatural people.

Only one live mouth was left for ventilating and reporting to Ye Huaimin:

"Go tell Ye Huaimin that death... Knocking on the door! ”

Ning Fan kicked the living man in the ass, kicking him several meters away.

looked at the back of the man covering his buttocks, rolling and crawling, and running away in embarrassment.

Ning Fan licked his lips, and his sparkling eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.

He just wanted Ye Huaimin to know:

He, here, with the sword and the sword, with the suffocating fear!

"The moon is like frost at night, the sword light is especially cold, and the harsh winter is not killed, how can you see the spring sun..."

"Brother Huaimin, you have to wait for me."

"Wait, soon, soon, your nightmare, soon, it's coming!"

"Heh... Hehehe... Hahahaha! ”

That night.

The girl in red stood in the dim corridor in the white moonlight.

Holding a bone umbrella, stepping on the remnants, green silk bathed in blood, the cloak is scattered, the frost eyes are hideous, the face is red like a tide, and the chest is like a wave, like a madman, laughing crazy!

………