The blood was still dripping, but the cold aura from the ghost painting was getting stronger and stronger.

Just because you haven't fallen into Catmir's trap doesn't mean the crisis is over, in fact, it's just beginning.

Alice in the painting is still turning, but it seems that she will never be able to turn around, only the cold aura is getting stronger and stronger, and gradually forming a gray mist, which gradually creeps out.

Yuan Chenfei quickly released a war pet and threw it at the ghost painting, and the war pet flew away with its teeth and claws, and at the moment when it was close to the gray mist, its body quickly decayed, as if it had experienced a thousand years of time, and it quickly weathered and withered at that moment.

What kind of means is this?

A war pet was wiped out in an instant?

Yuan Chenfei was shocked in his heart.

Sure enough, it's an unreasonable existence on the mysterious side.,It's completely incomprehensible to its attack.。

The fog of decay had begun to spread out of the painting, extending outward, and everywhere it passed, it lost all color and turned into a gray dust, and then it turned to dust, but fortunately it did not spread very quickly.

Yuan Chenfei knew that he had to find a solution in a limited time.

At that moment, the first thought that rose in Yuan Chenfei's mind was: This existence is not something that he can resist at all.

Catmir didn't bring himself in to see himself in the air, so defeating it wasn't the right choice.

Escape!

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Chenfei quickly pounced on the door.

He just pulled the door, but with his strength, he couldn't open it.

Locked inside?

Realizing that this room could not be broken by brute force, Yuan Chenfei looked around.

Since Catmir does everything according to the rules, and Alice in front of him is incomprehensible, then there must be a way to escape from this room.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but at this moment, the room scenery was in full view, and Yuan Chenfei finally noticed that something was wrong.

On the wall opposite the door, there was a sign with a line written on it.

The characters are written in Chinese script.

In a room with obvious European medieval centuries, hanging Chinese characters, Yuan Chenfei immediately confirmed that this was a clue.

Because the rules must be valid for everyone, but not everyone knows a foreign language, leaving clues in other languages means that it is ineffective for some people, and it means unfair.

The sign reads, "The closed atrium can only be opened by the blood of a loved one." ”

"Locked heart, beloved blood?" Yuan Chenfei looked at the painting again.

There was nothing about the painting in the notes, but Yuan Chenfei could still see something in the painting.

The male corpse lying on the ground was naked, and although Alice's side face could not be seen clearly, a line of tears could still be seen running down her face.

The man she killed may also be the man she loves.

The blood of a loved one......

Yuan Chenfei looked down at the ground.

The blood in the painting is still dripping and falling to the ground, forming a real existence.

So, that blood is the key to open the door?

Yuan Chenfei thought.

But how do you get blood?

Yuan Chenfei noticed that the fog of corrosion was pervasive, but it floated in the air, but it did not sink.

In other words, if you lie on the ground and crawl over, it is possible to pass under the mist and get blood.

But what if the guess is wrong?

When the fog sinks, you will die.

Looking around, Yuan Chenfei decided to give it a go.

He lay on the ground and slowly crawled forward, seeing the gray fog getting closer and closer, Yuan Chenfei's sense of crisis became more and more intense.

Since he had super induction, Yuan Chenfei's sense of crisis has always been relatively sensitive.

But at this moment, his super induction was ineffective.

The reason is simple, the crisis is on the surface.

The crisis itself exists, whether there is a super induction or not, Yuan Chenfei knows it. In this case, whether there is a new crisis, even the hyper-sensing cannot tell him. Because the super-sensing can only tell him that there is danger, but it can't tell him how much danger there is and what they are.

That is, even hyper-sensing is useless.

Katmir's design is really ......

Wait a minute.

Yuan Chenfei's heart was shocked.

Now that Catmir has designed the trap to such an extent, how can the clues be so obvious?

He looked back at the sign, at the words on it, at the blood dripping from the painting, and at Alice slowly turning around on the screen......

Suddenly, he realized that the scene in front of him was so familiar.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity came to mind.

What's going on?

How did the familiarity come about?

This is the first time I've entered this room, why does it feel familiar?

Yuan Chenfei was puzzled.

The gray fog was getting closer and closer, spreading half of the room.

In other words, there is not much time left for Yuan Chenfei.

Yuan Chenfei looked around, he was eager to find new clues, but where were there any new clues in this room, except for the words on the sign, there was no hint. And judging from the speed at which this desperate situation is launched, it is impossible to leave too complicated clues.

Because if the opportunity to escape is at the other end of the room, in an area of gray fog, it means that there is no life at all.

Wait a minute......

Yuan Chenfei suddenly realized something.

Theoretically, as long as there is a chance to escape, it should always be there until the gray fog spreads throughout the room.

In other words, it cannot be on the side of the mural, but only on its own, which in itself is contrary to blood.

Yuan Chenfei turned his head to look behind him, but there was nothing behind him.

He groped around the wall quickly, but again found no mechanism.

The gray fog continued to spread, getting closer and closer.

Could it be that there is really only one way to get blood from under the gray mist?

He stared at the gray mist, at the painting.

The sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Yuan Chenfei knew that his time was running out.

But where is the clue?

How do I get out of this room?

Alice on the screen is still turning.

She finally turned around, revealing a beautiful, sad and desperate face.

Come to think of it, the moment she killed her beloved, her heart was already dead, right?

It's just that as she turned, the person she was looking at was no longer a corpse on the ground, but Yuan Chenfei.

The moment they looked at each other, Yuan Chenfei felt as if the other party had come to life, as if he heard her resentful voice.

"Why? Why did you hurt me like this?"

"My dear, I can't imagine the despair of losing your life. ”

"You poured a fountain into my life, and then destroyed it with your own hands. ”

"You have killed my heart, and I will take everything from you!"

There was no sound, but Yuan Chenfei's heart echoed with this mournful and low murmur, and the final voice of a sad and desperate woman echoed in his heart over and over again.

The gray fog that spread through the room was the embodiment of her despair, and in her heart, everything had become ashes.

Wait, in her heart, everything is dead ashes?

"This is her heart. Yuan Chenfei suddenly woke up like a spirit in his heart.

The locked atrium is not just a metaphor, but a physical object.

That's true, but what seems to be missing?

Yuan Chenfei looked at Alice, and suddenly felt that this scene was extremely familiar.

The strong sense of familiarity grew stronger in my heart.

The gray fog is getting closer and closer.

Yuan Chenfei seemed to have forgotten everything, just staring at Alice's eyes stupidly.

He suddenly lay down.

Lie on the ground.

It's as if you've given up everything.

But his eyes were still bright, and he looked at Alice like this, and great excitement rose in his heart.

"I see!" he cried out with joy.

He finally saw that the scene at this moment was exactly the same as in the painting.

This room is the room in the painting, which is not surprising, the only difference is the people.

But now, when Yuan Chenfei was lying on the ground, the picture formed was really the scene in the painting just now.

The scene in the painting is really played out in this room, Alice is still the same Alice, but the male corpse lying on the ground has become Yuan Chenfei himself.

Other words......

Is that the one Alice loves?

It sounds ridiculous, but it's closer to the truth.

What blood is dripping in the painting, and the words left on the card, are all misleading, but not all.

Everything in the painting shows nothing more than what is happening in reality, that is, with one's own blood you can open the door of the house.

Yuan Chenfei sat up and rushed to the door.

The gray fog is spreading, and it is extremely close.

Yuan Chenfei cut his hand and smeared it on the door.

The door didn't open.

Void?

Yuan Chenfei's heart was cold.

How so?

That's impossible!

It doesn't make sense.

Looking back at the painting, the blood of the male corpse in the painting was still gurgling out, dripping from the painting to the ground.

"Perhaps...... It's not enough, or ......"

Yuan Chenfei gritted his teeth and stabbed his heart.

This knife was not lightly pierced, pierced the chest, pierced the heart, and if it was an ordinary person, this knife might have died on the spot, but Yuan Chenfei was just black in front of him, and his whole body trembled in pain.

Blood gushed out like a fountain and sprinkled on the door.

The door still didn't open, and blood spilled on it, flowing downward.

At the same time, the gray fog was getting closer and closer, and it had spread through the door and touched Yuan Chenfei's shoulder, and Yuan Chenfei's clothes directly turned into flying ashes.

At that moment, a drop of blood dripped down the door and fell to the ground, where it shone sharply.

Click.

The door lock was opened.

"Shhh

Seeing the door open, Alice let out a scream of rage.

The hiss sound entered his brain like a magic sound, penetrating into Yuan Chenfei's mind, Yuan Chenfei's eyes were dark, and the gray mist had infected his arm, and Yuan Chenfei's arm made a stabbing sound, and the flesh and blood were instantly corroded.

Thinking of the explosion of divine power, Yuan Chenfei withstood the terrible banshee's scream, slammed his right shoulder on the door, and rushed out of the door with the opening of the door.

Before he could look at the surrounding situation, Yuan Chenfei raised his knife and fell, cutting off the part of himself that touched the gray mist, and forcibly cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on his arm.

Bang!

The door is closed.

Everything is calm again.

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