Xu Fei stared at the stone wall in front of him and suddenly realized that his posture was wrong.

He clearly remembered that he fell asleep on the sofa in the living room, but now he was standing.

Xu Fei turned his head and a fence made of solid wood blocked his back.

This is a cell made of three stone walls and a row of fences. The stone walls are piled up with rough bluestone bricks, with uneven surfaces and dry and yellow moss in the gaps.

Although blood was not visible, the air was filled with a disgusting and rich smell of blood, which was mixed with the smell of rotten wood and rust, almost suffocating.

Xu Fei felt something was wrong. He looked at the exit of the cell. There should have been a door, but he only saw a few broken door panels.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Fei walked out of the cell out of his desire for fresh air.

Outside the cell is a dark and narrow corridor, filled with light red mist. In the hazy mist, several balls of quietly leaping fires can be seen, which are torches hanging on the walls on both sides.

After exploring in the fog for a while, Xu Fei found that there were empty cells on both sides of the aisle.

This should be an abandoned prison.

In the silence, Xu Fei could hear his heartbeat getting faster and faster. He wanted to leave this ghost place, so he turned his eyes to the depths of the corridor.

There is a figure there.

Xu Fei, who was confused, immediately stepped forward. He had good eyesight, but under the influence of the light red mist, the visibility in the corridor was extremely low. He did not see the situation clearly until he approached the figure.

That was not a standing living person, but a corpse nailed to the wall with a long sword!

The corpse wore a strangely shaped iron helmet on its head, covering the entire head like a hood.

After careful observation, Xu Fei guessed that it might not be a helmet, but a bridle that restricts movement, because the body was still wearing handcuffs and anklets.

It seems that this corpse was an extremely dangerous prisoner during his lifetime. His body was extremely dry, as if it had been drained from flesh and blood. His wrinkled skin stuck to the skeleton, like a skeleton.

At this time, a strange sound came from afar, the sound of heavy footsteps and the friction between the chains rubbing against the ground.

Xu Fei instinctively felt danger and didn't care about disgust. He hurriedly reached out to the long sword that pierced the corpse.

The moment the sword hilt was held in his hand, a few lines of blood-colored characters appeared in his sight, not any text he had seen, but he could understand the meaning of this line of characters:

[Cardenas standard long sword.

A powerful tool to harvest life.

This sword tastes the blood of cursed, and the brave soldiers used it to fight bloodthirsty monsters until they lost their minds.

Sword Word: Accurate stabbing is better than blind chopping.]

This is?

subtitle?

Xu Fei was stunned for a moment and drew out his long sword with doubts.

The corpse, nailed to the wall by a long sword, immediately slid down on the floor like porcelain, and then turned into ashes and disappeared.

What happened to this strange corpse?

Xu Fei had no time to think, because the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the frequency of the chain hitting the ground was getting faster and faster. Looking in the direction where the sound came, he saw a blurred figure with a disproportionate head that was approaching him quickly.

"Stop! Don't come over!"

Xu Fei shouted at the figure, and at the same time he bent his knees slightly, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and arranged a parry posture that he had practiced countless times.

The other party responded with a low roar, and the next moment, an iron bridle broke out into the mist.

Xu Fei finally saw the other person clearly. He was a tall and thin man with red eyes and a thin figure. He was like the corpse on the wall, wearing an iron bridle and bent his cervical spine.

Although his hands and feet were tied up by iron chains, his ability to move seemed to be unrestricted at all. He rushed forward like a furious beast and headed straight for Xu Fei.

Xu Fei subconsciously avoided sideways. The prisoner wearing a bridle hit the wall. He pressed the bridle against the wall, trying to stick out his tongue from the thin slit of the bridle, and licked the dry blood stains on the wall with the tip of his tongue.

Then, he turned around suddenly, locking his red eyes at Xu Fei, and a roar of unknown significance was squeezed out from his teeth.

Xu Fei remembered the subtitles he saw when he held the sword: [The heroic soldier used it to fight the bloodthirsty monster until he lost his mind.]

Bloodthirsty monster?

Before I could think too much, the bridle prisoner rushed over.

This time Xu Fei no longer hesitated. He easily dodged and left a narrow wound on the other party with his long sword.

The long sword cut through the flesh, but only a small amount of thick black liquid slowly flowed out. The prisoner of the bridle seemed to be unharmed at all. He just staggered two steps and rushed towards Xu Fei again.

Through the gap in the bridle, Xu Fei could not help but feel palpitations when he saw his greedy and crazy eyes.

It was a fatal mistake to be distracted during the battle. Thanks to his hard practice in the kendo team, Xu Fei narrowly avoided the impact with his muscle memory, and then split a deep bone-visible wound on the shoulder of the prisoner on the bridle.

However, this injury that is enough to make ordinary people lose their ability to move seems unworthy to the monster in front of them.

Seeing the monster slowly turning around, Xu Fei felt relieved, but he didn't know where the corridor led, and he was worried that there might be more monsters deep in the corridor.

While hesitating, he suddenly remembered the end of the subtitle: [A precise stabbing is better than a blind slash].

Then he remembered the corpse that was nailed to the wall, and the long sword penetrated the left chest of the corpse, which was the position of the heart.

Monsters, bloodthirsty, battles, stabbing, heart...

It seemed as if a bolt of lightning passed through the confused mind, stringing seemingly unrelated details into a line, pointing to the way to win.

Xu Fei took a deep breath, raised his left hand and pressed it on the blade and wiped it hard.

Blood gushed out of his palms, splashing a pool of scarlet red on the floor.

"roar--"

The bridle prisoner rushed over straight, Xu Fei calmly retreated, and then the bridle prisoner fell to the ground and licked the blood greedily.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after he licked the blood, his shriveled body seemed to have undergone a slight change.

It seems to have become stronger?

Xu Fei did not observe carefully. He seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and stabbed the sword to the prisoner's back with all his strength.

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The long sword pierced the flesh, but the sound was like scissors cutting the cloth.

The heart was penetrated by the sword blade, the prisoner's upper body was stiff, and his two thin legs, like bamboo poles, kicked weakly for a few times, and then there was no movement.

Finally solved.

Xu Fei was about to take a breath when he saw a bloody color drilling into his hand holding the hilt from the back of the corpse along the sword body.

What?

Xu Fei was startled and hurriedly let go of his sword and looked at his hands.

In addition to the blood still gushing out, he also saw a subtitle:

【Infected with Cursed Blood

Blood: mild

Blood temperature: 36.3℃

Status: Minor injury]

Before I could think about the meaning of this passage, a strong sense of dizziness swept over.

……………………

When he opened his eyes again, Xu Fei was stunned to find that he was lying on the sofa in the living room, and the electronic clock on the coffee table showed the time:

21:09.

It turned out to be a nightmare?

Xu Fei was a little confused. He couldn't believe that the extremely real combat experience was just a nightmare.

The next moment, the severe pain in the palm of his left hand woke him up.

He looked at his left hand in a blink of an eye, and there was a cut in his palm, bleeding profusely.

Immediately afterwards, a subtitle appeared before my eyes.

【Hyperplasma: mild

Blood temperature: 38.7℃

Status: Blood Thirst]

Blood thirst?

Xu Fei was indeed very thirsty and was hot all over. He looked at the blood flowing out of his palm and his throat moved slightly.

At this time, the smart fingerprint lock sounded and the door was slowly pushed open. Outside the door was a slim figure.

My aunt is back.

"Xiao Fei, I'm so busy today. I forgot to send you a message saying that I'm going to work overtime, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten..."

The voice came to an abrupt end, followed by a scream.

The high heels were thrown away to the door, and the aunt ran into the house with her bare white feet, and said in a crying voice: "What happened? Why are you so careless? I'll take you to the hospital."

Xu Fei didn't say anything. He couldn't speak, but just stared at his aunt's fair neck.

He couldn't help but open his mouth, trying to bite the smooth and seductive neck, and then, under his aunt's surprise gaze, he punched his chin hard.

Bang.

The sky is spinning.

Before he lost consciousness, Xu Fei had only doubts in his mind.
Chapter completed!