Yang Xuming's words sounded in the room with a mild musty smell.

However, there was no response.

The room in front of me was gloomy and humid, with the windows closed, and the dark environment seemed to be an excellent abandoned house for breeding insects.

Standing by the door and waiting for a few seconds, Yang Xuming said, "Don't you come out to pick up the guest? That really makes me, a guest, sad."

Yang Xuming turned around, "Miss, we...eh?!"

Yang Xuming, who turned around, was startled.

Behind him, there was nothing but no one could see.

The shabby corridor was covered with moss, cracks spread on the floor, and it seemed that the whole building would collapse at any time.

On the old door frame, the dilapidated door hangs crookedly, and may leave the door frame at any time.

Unknowingly, the building he was in turned into an abandoned building?

And Ying Sixue is missing...

"Have you been recruited?"

Yang Xuming rubbed his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice.

It was just a momentary mistake that he actually fell into such a weird world.

It seemed that there was an enemy hidden in the house, and he launched an attack the moment he entered the gate.

Drag him into a different space?

But this old building looks exactly the same as the previous building, except that it is much older, the layout of the house is exactly the same.

Is it a horrible world built on the template of realistic architecture?

Yang Xuming left the house and came to the corridor.

He looked at the city outside the corridor.

In the gray world, there seems to be a faint dust floating in the air.

This kind of dust is as dense as a mist, making it impossible to see things that are too far away.

But vaguely, we can see the prototype of the city.

This false world, even cities?

Or is it just a silhouette similar to a texture, and there is no entity at all?

Yang Xuming thought about it, turned around again, and looked at the house in front of him.

This room was originally supposed to be the residence of the old woman nicknamed the mountain ghost, but now it is completely abandoned, and some withered grass has even grown on the floor, which is completely abandoned for many years.

In the scene that Li Zi showed him, Yang Xuming remembered the two most deeply.

One was the "mountain ghost" with disgusting laughter. She introduced Li Zi.

The other was the woman with a grimace tattoo on the back of her hand. Judging from the situation at the time, this woman had a high status among these people.

Although they can't see their faces, Yang Xuming's hatred of these people is beyond doubt.

In addition to these two markedly marked enemies, there were also three figures in the field at that time.

So this time it was one of the three remaining figures who came to attack Yang Xuming? Or is it the woman with the grimace tattoo on the back of her hand?

Yang Xuming stood on the corridor and said to the room in front of him, "Is this your ability? Drag me into a false world? That's too foolish! You really want to kill me, you have to take out something more terrifying! !"

Yang Xuming's voice was loud, and he wanted to lure the opponent to attack him.

As long as the enemy takes action, there is a chance to see the opponent's figure, and then find a way to break the game!

Yang Xuming's fist was slightly clenched.

He is about to untie the wooden box on his back and take out the Frostmourne inside...Huh? Wait... Where's the wooden box?

Yang Xuming, who suddenly came back to his senses, was surprised to find that there was no wooden box on his back?

what's the situation? The wooden box with the sword kept on his back!

Could it be that when being dragged into this world, the sword was not brought?

if it is like this…

Yang Xuming hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out and touched his pocket.

Xiaozi's diary, no.

Plum's marriage candle, no.

Uncle Sheng's "Record of Life and Death", nowhere to be seen...

There is nothing in his pocket!

"Things seem a bit big..."

Yang Xuming murmured in a low voice, and tried to summon the ghost fire with slight force on the palm of his hand.

However, a strange situation happened.

Obviously he felt the existence of the ghost fire, and clearly felt that he had summoned the ghost fire.

But his hands were empty, and there was no trace of ghost fire at all!

Standing alone in this ruin, he lost all the means of resistance? !

Yang Xuming's heart suddenly tightened.

The situation this time was bigger than he had imagined!

At the same time, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded at the top of the stairs.

咚—咚—咚—

One step, one step, it seemed that someone was walking staggeringly on the stairs.

Every step is incredibly slow.

Every step is extremely heavy.

Floating down the air, there was a faint smell of blood.

The moment Yang Xuming smelled this smell, Yang Xuming's face changed slightly.

Is it really here...

But the enemy's attack turned out to appear after he lost all his abilities. As an ordinary person, is there a way to counter him?

Yang Xuming was silent for a few seconds and walked directly to the stairs.

He wanted to see what was climbing the stairs!

The footsteps sounded to be on the second floor, and he was on the fifth floor now.

At the speed of that thing, temporarily unable to climb!

With such a heavy heart, Yang Xuming walked towards the top of the stairs.

However, at the moment he took a step, his foot touched the ground, inevitably making a sound of footsteps.

This footstep may not be strong in normal times, but in such a quiet world, it is extremely harsh.

The footsteps on the stairs paused slightly, seeming to realize Yang Xuming's appearance.

The air was silent for a second.

Then, the footsteps suddenly speeded up!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The thing collapsed every step, like a burly giant walking on the ground.

Yang Xuming on the fifth floor clearly felt the heavy tonnage.

And as the opponent approaches, the **** smell in the air becomes pungent!

Yang Xuming's face changed slightly.

The situation seems to be weirder than he thought. What appeared on the stairs didn't seem to know his location at all?

Did he lock the target until the sound of his footsteps sounded?

And this pungent **** smell, this heavy body shape, really isn't a good crop...

Yang Xuming quickly bent over and took off his shoes, and stepped barefoot on the floor, minimizing the sound of footsteps.

Then he returned to the empty room behind him.

And while closing the door, he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it towards the door at the end of the corridor.

With the muffled sound of the stone hitting the door, Yang Xuming quietly closed the wooden door in his hand.

Then, he stepped back to the window, opened a corner of the curtain, hiding in the dark and peering into the corridor.

The footsteps at the top of the stairs became more frantic after the loud sound of the stone hitting the door.

Even the speed has become much faster, like a crazy hound, going crazy after smelling the breath of its prey.

Finally, in a strong pungent smell of blood, something arrived on the fifth floor.

The sound of footsteps rushed towards the house at the end of the corridor.

Then…

Boom!

With a loud noise, even without seeing it with his own eyes, Yang Xuming guessed that the dilapidated wooden door was directly knocked into flight.

The power of this thing... is stronger than imagined!