Chapter 102

Mo Yi's breath is slightly suffocating. He subconsciously steps forward, and the light of the flashlight in his hand slightly shakes with his movement, illuminating the outline of the blurred figure in front of him.

Jiang yuanrou seems to be aware of the light nearby. She moves her body and faces Mo Yi.

Her lips were pale and curly under the light, and her hair was curled and curled.

She looked very embarrassed, but at least she was alive.

Jiang yuanrou looks at Mo Yi in a daze and squints her out of focus eyes in the light of his flashlight. It seems that he has not recovered.

Her eyes fell on Mo Yi, who was standing at the other end of the corridor. Her light brown pupils focused slowly, her face was slightly stunned, and she whispered in a disbelief voice:

" Mo Yi? "

Her voice was hoarse as if it had been roasted by fire. It sounded like a nail scraping through glass.

As soon as Jiang yuanrou vomited these two words, a burst of heartrending cough broke out in her throat. A trace of bright blood spilled over her lips, which was particularly harsh on her pale face.

Mo Yi steps forward, thrusts the flashlight in his hand into the side pocket of his backpack, and then uses his free hand to hold Jiang yuanrou, who is bent down.

The palm of his hand touched a piece of cold and sticky. Mo Yi looked at it slightly and saw that his palm had been stained with a layer of blood. In the dim light, it looked like black tar adhered to the palm.

He pressed his heart and asked in a low voice:

" Are you ok? "

Jiang yuanrou's petite body felt cold, and her hoarse voice replied: "I'm sorry Not bad. "

She seemed to suddenly think of something. She stretched out her hand hard and grasped Mo Yi's arm. Her slender fingers fell deeply into Mo Yi's skin, bringing hot pain.

Jiang yuanrou suddenly raised her head. Her pale brown eyes were half frightened and half nervous. She said with an angry voice:

"key!"

Mo Yi was stunned and thought of the old brass key which he found in the room just now.

Jiang yuanrou's pale face was stained with a trace of abnormal redness. Her light brown eyes looked at Mo Yi in some confusion, and her strength deepened slightly. She said with difficulty:

"there is a key to this floor. I lost it in the confusion just now. It is the key to this floor!"

Her breath became short. Her slender palm let go of Mo Yi's painful arm and pressed against the mottled cold wall. Then she struggled to get up:

"I I have to go back and find it... "

The strong smell of blood permeates Mo Yi's nose. Jiang yuanrou's slender palm leaves a dazzling blood fingerprint on the wall, and the wisps of blood slowly slide down the place she touches.

She walked heavily, as if tottering forward by will alone.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes, slowly took back the hands he wanted to help, and then stepped back a little, half of his body blurred in the shadow of the corner of the corridor.

There was no expression on his pale face, and his dark eyes were cold and calm.

Jiang yuanrou seemed to realize something was wrong. She turned her head and looked at him with difficulty. She asked in doubt:

"what's the matter?"

Before Mo Yi made any response, he just heard a familiar voice behind him: "get out of the way!"

The sound?

Mo Yi's eyes slightly widened, subconsciously opened his body, saw a chair with the momentum of Wan Jun across his side, and then fiercely hit Jiang yuanrou - and then, through her.

Just hearing the loud noise of "touching", the chair violently broke away on the wall. Jiang yuanrou's pale face slowly showed a bitter smile, and then slowly turned into dark red dirty blood, which slid down the wall like ice and snow melting, and accumulated a deep pool of blood on the ground.

The light in the corridor was dim and gloomy, and it was depressing. The flashlight in Mo Yi's hand lit a light, reflecting a small spot of light on the pool of blood.

His eyes stopped at that place and then turned to look behind him.

Jiang yuanrou was standing at the other end of the corridor, and the darkness in the corridor cast a vague shadow on her face.

She gasped a little, her hands against the wall, as if all her strength had been exhausted.

Seeing Mo Yi, Jiang yuanrou steps forward. Her pale face is exposed to the dim lights in the corridor. Her messy hair and abdomen are slowly tinged with blood, which is almost the same as the "Jiang yuanrou" just now.

She looked as though she was holding her breath, but her eyes were alert and sharp.

Jiang yuanrou covered her bleeding abdomen, walked forward slowly, and then cautiously stopped a few steps away from Mo Yi.She looked at the dirty blood with some fear, then took a deep breath and said to Mo Yi hoarsely:

"I need to know whether you are real or not."

Mo Yi's eyes lingered on her for a moment, and then he began to ask How can it be confirmed? "

At the same time, Jiang yuanrou locked Mo Yi's figure with her eyes, bent over slowly, put a sharp piece of wood on the ground, and then slid it over:

"-- wound."

Mo Yi took a deep look at her, bent down to pick up the wood chips on the ground and made a stroke on his palm.

The bright blood beads slowly oozed from the place where the wood chips were cut, and flowed into the cuff along his pale and thin wrist.

The strangeness in Jiang yuanrou's eyes disappeared a little. She took a low breath, and then took out a piece of wood and cut her wrist.

Blood gushed from the wound.

Jiang yuanrou leans most of her body against the wall. Her face is pale with excessive blood loss. She takes half of the gauze from her pocket and simply wraps up her wound.

When she raised her head again, she looked much calmer, and then she opened her mouth a little weakly and explained:

"the avatar it conjures up on this floor is just a projection of human beings, so it can't be hurt."

Mo Yi nodded and suddenly seemed to think of something. He asked:

"the key you were talking about just now..."

Jiang yuanrou looks a little gloomy. She holds the wall and stands upright. Then she walks to the outside of the corridor and says:

"that key is the key to leave the building. You should find it, or she won't cheat you like this."

Her eyes fell on Mo Yi: "you don't need to give it to me now. It's the same for you and me."

Jiang yuanrou's face was more pale. She said to Mo Yi, "follow me."

After that, she walked to the corridor where the lights were on, and at the end of the corridor was the elevator that Mo Yi had just left.

Mo Yi followed her step.

Jiang Yuan, with deep eyebrows and deep eyes, said as he walked, "I have lived on this floor for so long, and it's not that I haven't found any clues. I already know the way to leave this building..."

Her voice stopped suddenly.

The footsteps behind him stopped for some time.

Jiang yuanrou turned her head and saw Mo Yi standing at the door where he had just found the key, gazing thoughtfully at the dark ward.

As if noticing Jiang yuanrou's eyes, Mo Yi turned to her and said:

"do you know how I knew she wasn't Jiang yuanrou just now

Jiang yuanrou is stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Mo Yi would bring up this irrelevant topic at this crucial point.

"Because it's too clumsy."

Mo Yi lowered his eyelids and his eyes were heavy: "not only did he not doubt whether I was a teammate, but also revealed his intention as soon as he met. It was really not level."

He raised his eyes, deep in his eyes, like the calm surface of the dark lake, and quietly watched Jiang yuanrou's pale face:

"relatively speaking, you are more sincere."

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