Lu Zhi glanced coldly at the people with different expressions, retracted his gaze, and disappeared in the small world with the only light in the blink of an eye.
Li Yapeng's face turned pale with pain. His prop was a flying broom, which he had used once to carry him to the Oasis spacecraft to avoid the fighting at the entrance hatch, and it was now scrapped.
As soon as Li Yapeng took the blood bag in the backpack and had no time to pull out the cork, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his dilated pupils reflecting the woman's cruel and cold smile as he turned and fell.
Lu Yao pulled out the three-edged bayonet that had pierced Li Yapeng's heart, slowly took the handkerchief handed to her by the middle-aged man, and carefully wiped the blood stains off the blade.
Seeing Li Yapeng's surprise, resentment and doubt, Lu Yao smiled and sneered: "You are so stupid, how can you compare to Brother Haoyu... Oh no, you are not worthy of being compared with him."
Li Yapeng died of rage with his eyes open.
Some of the other people sitting nearby had calm expressions, some looked pale, and some were even frightened by the sudden murder and screamed.
Those pale-faced people seemed not to have expected Lu Yao's ruthlessness.
You can tell how good Li Yapeng is to her from the clothes he wears and the extent of his injuries.
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Except for some scratches on her exposed skin, Lu Yao didn't look like a player of an infinite flow game at all.
In contrast, the dead Li Yapeng's severed hand lay alone in a dusty corner, his clothes were tattered and he was badly injured.
Among them, most were injuries sustained while protecting Lu Yao.
“…ungrateful bastard…” Someone in the corner muttered quietly, but he didn’t expect to meet the gaze of someone who had heard the voice when he looked up.
Lu Yao smiled and curved her eyes. She parted her red lips and spit out an invisible snake tongue: "Ha... Liu Laoliu! Go, kill her!"
Liu Laoliu, the middle-aged man with a big belly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, moved to the side of the person who made the sound with trembling legs, and raised the knife to her neck.
"Damn it! I can't even beat a stinky bitch?!"
War is imminent.
Li Yapeng’s death was a fuse.
The player with bad intentions could no longer restrain his urge to hunt. He raised his weapon, showing his sharp fangs, and pounced on the player next to him who was slow to react, killing him with a single blow.
Blood splattered high, and a large pool of thick blood accumulated in the passage, winding its way towards the direction where Lu Zhi disappeared, submerged in the darkness.
Lu Yao, who was squatting in the front, held a dagger in her hand. The handle of the knife gently tapped Li Yapeng's blue and stiff cheek. She raised the corners of her mouth in joy and hummed a strange tune in her throat.
In front of her were players fighting each other, blood was flowing under her feet, and behind her was endless darkness.
"Lu Zhi...as long as you die, it will be good for everyone..." Lu Yao narrowed her eyes, turned around and looked towards the dark corridor.
The protagonist being talked about stopped at a crossroads.
After making sure that there was no one around, Lu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to lift up his clothes, and turned his head to look at his back.
The impression of Lu Yao was so deep in her mind that it was hard for her not to suspect that she was playing some trick again, so she stopped and checked carefully.
His heart was beating violently and Lu Zhi felt inexplicably anxious.
She checked it over and over again no less than ten times, and even turned the clothes over and over again, staring at them until they were torn to pieces, but she couldn't find anything wrong.
Just then, Lu Zhi felt something move in her pocket, and she reached out to touch it.
The slender fingers were wrapped around the limp paper man with great effort. Lu Zhi picked it up and slid it in front of his eyes, curiously fidgeting with its flailing legs.
The little paper figurine "Zhizhi" spoke in a babyish voice, like a kid who had just started kindergarten. "Zhizhi smells weird, I don't like it, it stinks."
After the words fell, Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment.
She sniffed the corner of her clothes and found no other smell except the strong smell of blood.
She thought the little paper figurine's sense of smell was too sensitive, but she didn't expect the little thing to try its best to crawl onto her shoulder, stomping its feet angrily: "Stinky! Get out of here!"
It turned out that he didn't dislike the bad smell on her body.
The next second, Lu Zhi's eyes suddenly brightened: "There's a prop planted on me."
She really didn't judge others by her own mean character. Lu Yao really hoped that she would die immediately all the time. It was really hard for her to think so hard.
Lu Zhi smacked his lips, feeling a little regretful that he didn't perform the kick well just now. He should have kicked her head directly.
The little paper man snorted, obviously very angry.
It really had no idea how to deal with the bad luck talisman, and kept circling around Lu Zhi's shoulders in anxiety.
"It's okay, Zhizhi. I'll protect you."
The little paper man told Lu Zhi that the magic talisman would attract tens of thousands of hatred points within fifteen minutes, and it was very likely that all the monsters in the entire spaceship would smell the scent and follow her.
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. Lu Zhi raised the corner of his mouth and gave a cold smile: "Who wouldn't be a dog-skin plaster?"
The shrill screams were hard to ignore. Lu Zhi had expected that the fragile relationship was like walking on thin ice and would be broken at the slightest touch.
She bent her fingers and tickled the paper figurine: "Can I stick it on the person who cast the spell on me without anyone noticing?"
The little paper man ignored this small request. He patted his thin white paper chest with his little hands and promised solemnly: "It's no big deal."
She watched with some surprise as the little paper man split into two in her palm, and one half jumped down on its own accord, waved at her, and disappeared around the dark corner.
Lu Zhi poked the little paper man, and a man who gave her a sense of familiarity emerged in her mind.
She always felt that she had seen him somewhere.
Since he had been put under a spell, Lu Zhi didn't hesitate to show off.
After waiting for a while, she got up after receiving the message from the little paper man, chose the nearest ventilation duct entrance directly, pushed open the iron fence, and didn't care about anything else.
The corridor was littered with corpses, and a woman was walking among them with a light figure.
The floor beneath her feet shook violently. A huge queue of monsters followed behind the woman, roaring and clamoring continuously, and the walls were shattered wherever they passed.
The players who were hiding in the dark and trembling were stunned and smacked their lips in surprise, saying that he was a weirdo, a member of the death squad who was not afraid of death.
But the good thing is that most of the monsters were attracted away by that man, leaving them with a chance to catch their breath.
Many people silently thanked the weirdo for his selfless dedication.
Lu Zhi rubbed her nose while sneezing while running. Her physical strength was limited, so once her speed slowed down, she would use her wings to quickly distance herself from the "wild dogs" behind her.
The group of monsters chasing her was getting larger and larger. Lu Zhi turned her head to look at the huge crowd of strange shapes and was embarrassed for a second.
It’s getting closer.
The little paper figurine that had crawled into her collar was trying to twist its head, which had been blown crooked by the strong wind, with all its might, and it kept chirping:
"Zhizhi! Charge! Kill that bad woman!"
"Zhizhizhizhizhi, she's saying bad things about you again! How about we beat her till she's left with a broken tooth?"
The little paper man's chatter was a little childish, but Lu Zhi's smile never fell.
Following the instructions from the little paper man, Lu Zhi quickly found Lu Yao and others.
She was able to thrive and joined up with Li Haoyu and others.
Hearing the rumbling sounds of disorderly footsteps and cries, the confused group of people looked up and saw a "beast tide" sweeping over them, just like the one often mentioned in novels about cultivating immortals.
"Fuck! I'm going to die!"
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