Chapter 91 Self-rescue
The devil walks in the abyss.
Rainbow energy spread around her body, but was restricted by her special fluctuations and formed into spirals around her body.
Xinaya squinted her eyes comfortably in the pouring wind.
The human girl next to her was unwilling to lean on her arms, so she used her arms to restrict the girl's movements, forcing her to cling to her shoulders, like a vine clinging to a pillar.
Where is the prey? It should be nearby.
With Chen Xiao'er's special ability to shield herself from the influence, other abnormal fluctuations become more obvious.
The abyss is unpredictable to human eyes.
Humans will use all kinds of strange objects or detectors to estimate what kind of "terrain" exists outside the fog of the abyss, or simply put on protective clothing to withstand the changes in the abyss, and use "will", "soul" and "spiritual body" to travel through mountains and rivers.
However, in the devil's "eye", the abyss is full of various passages and has a very clear depth.
I wonder what these caves look like to you?
Xinnaya turned her head slightly to appreciate the nervous expression on Chen Xiao'er's face.
Be a little more afraid, I like you - even if it's just an act.
The devil pulled the human body closer. She did not touch it with the extension of energy, but wrapped it with her own limbs.
It was a joyful hunt, and it didn't matter where the prey was hiding.
I will search cave after cave, gradually overtaking it, and then devour you in a surge of power.
Let the other you catch up.
"Chen Xiao'er, the Sister Lan you're talking about is so slow." Xinnaya chuckled and whispered in her ear, "I can't wait any longer."
I want to fight you, I want to bite your throat, I want to bathe in your shattered bones and blood, Chen Xiao'er.
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madman!
Chen Xiao'er was dragged forward by her hand, stumbling through one door after another.
They had only climbed one floor. Each floor of this luxurious hotel was quite spacious. Not only was it not designed in a traditional circular pattern, but its corridors stretched in all directions like a maze, making it easy to get lost if you weren't careful.
The room numbers are not consecutive.
The house number on her left was 203, and the one on her right became 2145. It was impossible for one corridor to have hundreds of rooms.
Chen Xiao'e didn't dare to question the hotel's design. The red velvet carpet beneath her feet had a unique feel. Even with shoes on, it felt like stepping barefoot on a soft, fluffy lawn in early spring.
It’s hard to imagine how high-end this product was originally; perhaps it was a handmade design by an artist.
The decoration styles of the second floor and first floor halls are completely different.
The lobby is a standard reception setting, similar to the main banquet hall in movies where awards ceremonies are held. Only the area around the reception desk is deliberately left empty, with a simple built-in fountain to reduce the noisy feeling brought by the real money.
The corridor on the second floor leads to a place frequently used by guests, and suddenly becomes approachable.
The overall decoration has a matte style, and only the metal numbers on the doorplates reflect light. I don't know what coating is applied to the mahogany surface, but it has an elegant texture.
The overall style of all decorations is low-key, but the essential luxury is revealed in details such as the texture of carpets.
Pasha, Pasha.
She was forced to depend on the second-generation rich man around her. If she continued to move forward, she would be pushed into one of the rooms sooner or later and be recorded with scenes that would be enough to destroy her studies and life.
Click, click.
A regular sound of footsteps came from not far away.
Chen Xiao'er hurriedly raised her head and saw a young man wearing a half-face mask walking straight towards her from the other side of the corridor with his chest puffed out.
The waiter was wrapped in a professional black and white uniform, his gloves were neat and his leather shoes were shiny, and every step he took was measured.
There may be a connection between people.
Even though the other person was wearing a mask and not much of his clothes was exposed except for the lower half of his face, neck and wrists, Chen Xiao'er still felt that he looked "familiar".
The main reason was that his temperament was too familiar - was he the conductor who said he would help me carry my suitcase on the train, and then packed his luggage into a suitcase and handed it to me when I got off the train?
The probability of this happening was very small. How could a train conductor with outstanding temperament and hard work end up working as a waiter in a luxury hotel more than a month later? Even if the previous train was suspended, he could still work on another one.
However, when the other party slowly approached, Chen Xiao'er still aroused a strong sense of luck: What if this was a hint from "God", and the last little luck I had gathered?
I must not miss this opportunity!
"Ouch!" Chen Xiao'er suddenly covered her stomach and squatted on the ground. Her action was so decisive that even Xinnaya failed to catch her.
"It hurts so much~ My stomach hurts so much, oooh, is there any medicine, is there any medicine?"
Chen Xiao'er stared at the waiter coming towards her and shouted loudly. She pressed one hand on her chest and clenched the other hand into a fist as if struggling.
Click.
The waiter's leather shoes stopped in front of them.
Xinnaya sneered: "What are you doing? Although the abnormality's ability level is not bad, it is just a large can of fish to me."
Forget saving you, it doesn't even dare to get close to you?
Click, click.
"Miss." The waiter gracefully took out a handkerchief and handed it to Chen Xiao'e, asking gently, "Do you need any help?"
Huh? Are all the prey so bold these days?
Xinnaya was unable to react for a moment, just like a wild animal watching a bird fly into its open mouth and put its head into its throat.
Need, need, need, I need!
Chen Xiao'er wanted to nod vigorously, but after weighing the physical difference between the waiter and Xinnaya, she regretfully concluded: Even if the waiter and I attacked at the same time, it would probably be enough to kill this pervert with one punch each.
If I ask for help directly at this time, Xinnaya will strangle me and slam me against the wall, which will only bring trouble to the kind-hearted people.
With Xinaya's black hole-like moral standards, she certainly wouldn't mind stuffing someone into a bucket, filling it with cement, and then throwing it into the canal.
Fortunately, I was prepared.
Chen Xiao'er reached out to take the handkerchief, and under the cover of the cloth, she quietly slipped her student ID card into the waiter's hand.
She kept staring at the other man's eyes behind the mask, afraid that the waiter would suddenly burst into laughter, taunt her with his arm around Xinaya's shoulder, or simply push the card back and tell her not to drop it.
In the brief "exchange", perhaps because her gaze was too intense and earnest, the other party did not throw the ID card back, but covered it with a glove as if nothing had happened.
The waiter and she exchanged glances very quickly. Chen Xiao'er didn't know whether the other party's slight nod was to comfort or to hint at something. It was really too vague.
"Hello."
Sinaya very rudely grabbed the waiter's clothes and lifted him up with one hand.
This guy was incredibly strong. He was able to lift the tall waiter so that his feet were slightly off the ground, with only his toes still touching the carpet.
The devil bared his sharp teeth unceremoniously: "You are quite courageous. You actually dare to covet my prey. Tell me, how do you want to die?"
"Xinnaya! Don't go crazy!" Chen Xiao'er pounced over and pulled Xinnaya's arm hard.
The waiter, being grabbed by the collar, showed no sign of panic. He spoke in a casual tone, like a butler addressing an unexpected guest: "Madam, I think I know where the thing you're looking for is. How about using that as an apology? Please believe me, I have never harbored any barbaric thoughts towards this young lady."
On top?
The devil thought about it and felt that it made sense.
After all, the spider fell from a higher level and took the "god" route - the way it absorbs the beliefs and emotions of intelligent creatures is generally more powerful than its peers.
Now its rank drop defense is also against creatures of the same level or lower level, and the weight of those competitors is also very heavy.
From the perspective of hiding, it should indeed float up as much as possible and hide in a shallower position.
This message is enough to buy your life.
Devils are very sensitive to the scent of their own kind. This one has a strong spatial scent, making it the most difficult and least cost-effective to hunt in combat or hunting, so there is no need to forcefully prey on it.
Moreover, it is very honest and its attitude of voluntarily vowing not to covet my prey is worthy of encouragement.
"You better not lie, otherwise I'll waste my time hunting you down."
With a flick of her hand, Xinnaya flung the waiter against the wall. She grabbed Chen Xiao'er, who was trying to escape, and soared upwards.
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"Oh, slow down!" Chen Xiao'er's wrist was suddenly caught, and she had to stumble to keep up with Xinnaya's pace, rushing up the stairs with her, running up with a clatter of feet.
What had happened to Xinnaya that made her rush out so quickly after hearing a single word? Wasn't she going to run into the room and steal something?
Da da da da.
Xinnaya's long legs pushed the stairs vigorously, and each step spanned several steps.
She had only run a few steps when she found Chen Xiao'er lagging behind, so she simply pulled her into her arms and hugged her.
"Ouch." Chen Xiao'er had learned her lesson this time. If she refused again, she would be dragged up face down. There were so many steps that her face would be damaged.
She prayed silently in her heart that the waiter was a good person. Halfway through her prayer, she suddenly remembered something: How did he know that Xinaya was looking for something?
Maybe someone else reminded us, or maybe someone heard our conversation through surveillance, but that would mean the waiter came over on purpose.
He didn't seem to know Xinnaya, and he had only met me once, and there was no intersection between our paths.
Unless—Sister Lan?
Could he be the helper invited by Sister Lan?
Xiao'er's eyes suddenly lit up.
It makes sense, it totally makes sense. If it was Sister Lan, if it was Sister Lan, she would definitely be able to...!
Click.
Xinaya has reached the last step.
This person's physical strength seemed to have no limit. He climbed countless floors while carrying someone and did not show any signs of fatigue.
They are now probably on a platform in the middle of the hotel.
Although she couldn't see the map, Chen Xiao'er could guess the general design: the stairs were arranged in rings, and each step corresponded to only a dozen floors.
For example, if this flight of stairs goes from the 10th to the 20th floor, if you want to go to the 21st floor, you have to change direction on the 20th floor and find another flight of stairs.
Xinaya put her hands on the door.
Chen Xiao'er swallowed nervously, a little hesitant to look: What will happen next?
She curled up in Xinaya's arms and turned her head away as the devil pushed the door open.
ah.
A gleam flashed in the girl's eyes, and a tear fell out.
Shh.
A woman in a baseball cap stood at the stairs chewing a lollipop. She put her finger to her lips and curled them slightly.
Here I come, love.
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