Bow down to the women's clothing boss

……

A silent, abandoned building.

"ta-ta-"

It was just the slight sound of footsteps, so piercing in the complete silence.

The drowsy and dim red light reflected on every window, but it couldn't illuminate every corner of the building at all. A slender figure was slowly walking up the stairs.

The air was bitterly cold.

This person is wearing such thin clothes, just looking at how slender his body is blurred in the dark, one knows that there must be no such heavy clothes.

Black tight leather jacket and tight leather pants.

It outlines the woman's exquisite and graceful figure, but no one else is lucky enough to appreciate it in this complete darkness.

The sound of her own footsteps recalled in the silent and completely dark space was enough to make ordinary people with unsteady minds scream and run away, but Jiang Xian just looked down at the steps under her feet indifferently.

To be precise, this feeling of loneliness can make her feel more secure than being in a busy city.

It's not that she's not afraid of the cold at all, it's just that this set of clothes has a better thermal function than those bulky cold clothes, and it's light enough not to affect her ability to move, and it's not enough to resist the blade. Vulgar defense ability.

She is now walking towards the top floor of this big shopping mall.

According to Lin Xi, on the wall of an office on the top floor hung a sword that was cut like clay.

But correspondingly, there is also a powerful zombie sleeping on the chair in the office, it is quietly waiting for someone to inadvertently open the door.

Even the slightest human-made sound would wake up the sleeping zombie instantly, and then she would have to face an unprecedented bitter battle.

Relying on the power of psionic energy can indeed condense a sharp blade capable of blowing hair and breaking hair, but Jiang Xian's current strength is simply not enough to condense a psionic blade capable of dealing with battle.

It is far inferior to the power of attaching psionic energy to ordinary weapons.

"ta-ta-"

Jiang Xian looked up at the "10" marked on the wall, and the last floor.

A pair of dark eyes revealed a faint light blue light. She was using the power of psionic energy to strengthen her own perception, otherwise she would not be able to completely see through the darkness in front of her eyes.

She couldn't help clenching the watermelon knife in her hand.

Don't be surprised why it's a watermelon knife. Every item in the "dream world" cannot be considered with common sense in the real world. Even in the "dream world" where props are generally enhanced The knife is definitely one of the best.

If the watermelon knives that can be seen everywhere in "Dream World" are at the level of enchantment +1, then the watermelon knife in her hand is at least at the level of enchantment +3.

Of course, this is a rough estimate based on her own feeling of use, and it may not be absolutely accurate.

She went up the last step.

The exit doors on the top floor were locked.

Jiang Xian lifted the hand holding the watermelon knife.

"Ding!"

A knife shadow wrapped in blue light flashed past.

The lock in the middle of the security door was flat and broken.

Then she opened the door and walked in.

What came into view was an empty corridor.

Find it slowly.

Although it was clear that it was an office, Jiang Xian didn't know which office it was, but she had seen the layout of the 11th floor on the map of each floor of the big shopping mall that she found downstairs.

She also kept some suspicious places firmly in her heart.

……

"boom!"

The locked door was kicked open by Jiang Xian.

"hiss--"

Then I heard a hoarse roar that seemed to be choked, and a humanoid monster sprang out from it, and rushed towards her quickly with a gust of cold wind.

too slow!

Jiang Xian took a step sideways with ease, lightly lifted the watermelon knife in her hand, and then flicked it diagonally upwards casually.

Get past it.

The sudden blue psychic light drew a straight line along the trajectory of the watermelon knife, and it still remained in the retina.

The body of the deceased who should have slept long ago was separated. The incision on the head and neck was as smooth as a mirror, and because of inertia, he fell on the wall behind Jiang Xian and smashed into ice slag.

It's that simple?

Jiang Xian walked into the room vigilantly, and after looking around, she couldn't find a place where the sword was hanging.

It seems that it should not be this office, but there just happens to be a zombie in the office.

She came out again, with the same expression as usual, without any disappointment, and walked to another office according to her memory.

……

"boom!"

Exactly the same way of breaking the door.

Jiang Xian was indeed slightly taken aback after seeing the situation inside the door clearly.

There is a person inside?

In a completely dark office, a man was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, holding a three-foot sword in his right hand, but he was only frivolously caressing the sword with the palm of his left hand.

She had never seen such a humane movement on any zombie.

Could it be that someone took the lead?

wrong!

She is very clear that the other people selected by Lin Xi into the "dream world" are ordinary people, and with the existing resources, it is absolutely impossible for any adventurer to grow up to be able to snatch this sword from the "very powerful" zombie in Lin Xi's mouth. .

Unless Lin Xi was bluffing her.

This is impossible.

"You want this?" The man casually shook the long sword in his hand, then looked up at Jiang Xian who broke in with a half-smile.

wrong!

It was a pair of blue eyes.

And, white hair like a zombie.

"I think...it's unnecessary now." Jiang Xian slowly retreated out of the room.

Author's message:

PS: I'm really sorry... so I can only update three chapters to show my sincerity...

Chapter 225

The white-haired and blue-eyed man stood up slowly, and walked towards her in a leisurely way, only faster than Jiang Xian's retreating speed, while leisurely holding a beautiful sword flower.

"excuse me."

Jiang Xian stretched out her hand to hold the doorknob, and then withdrew from the room with her hind feet, and at the same time went outside, trying to close the door whose lock had been broken.

"Sa!"

Several sword glows pierced through the solid and heavy solid wood door panel, drawing countless neatly arranged cracks.

next moment.

torn apart.

Things seem to be a little bit worse now.

Behind the broken door panel, a pair of azure blue pupils met Jiang Xian's eyes.

Being able to speak like a normal person proves that the other party has at least a decent amount of wisdom. Just from the wind-like swordsmanship just now, Jiang Xian also understands that this time the opponent is not those monsters who can only rampage outside.

And the sword in his hand.

Jiang Xian's eyes stayed on the sword in the opponent's hand pointing at her with a cold glow.

It should be the well-crafted sword that Lin Xi mentioned was hanging on the wall of an office on the top floor of the big shopping mall, but I don’t know why the monster in this office seems to have human-like intelligence unexpectedly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Xian swung the knife and threw a blue light of the knife to force the opponent back half a step, then kicked and fled in one direction following the layout of the top map in memory.

It's like when ordinary people observe ordinary people, they only need to look a little to judge whether the opponent is easy to mess with from the opponent's size and the equipment they carry.

Opponents who are burly and wielding knives and guns naturally do not hesitate to hide away.

A not-so-high-level psychic controller like Jiang Xian also has a similar ability to distinguish and can tell the approximate strength of the opponent.

Of course, the level of strength observed in this way is not certain. Some powerful characters may have special ways to hide their aura, and some characters who are strong outside but middle-ranked may use sideways to bluff.

But at least this time she believed that her judgment was correct.

I can't afford it!

The dense darkness couldn't obscure her vision, and the walls on both sides rushed backwards in her eyes.

She stretched out her palm and pressed lightly, stepped on the wall with her feet and stepped hard again, and flew across the corner without slowing down at all.

Fast as a ghost.

"ta-ta-"

Immediately behind her, there was the sound of unhurried footsteps. On the top floor of the quiet shopping mall, the sound of light footsteps was so ear-piercing.

That pace was as slow as walking in a garden, but he always followed closely behind her.

Can't go back.

Once you look back and observe, you will be torn apart by the sharp sword in an instant.

For some reason, such a premonition appeared in Jiang Xian's heart without warning.

But then again, why did he encounter a violent storm when he turned around?

If it were any ordinary person in such a situation, a ghost holding a long sword and highly skilled in martial arts was hanging tightly behind him not far away, running wildly in the dark like a headless fly while being surrounded by the silent environment. Extraordinarily harsh, gentle footsteps tormented.

At this moment, my mind has long been occupied by complete fear, so I don't have the mood to think about these meaningless things.

Just like some third-rate horror movies, as long as the parties don't die, they will never encounter real danger?

In the urgent situation, Jiang Xian's thoughts were still very active, thinking about other possibilities in her mind while walking through the darkness nimbly.

perhaps?

She couldn't help but slowed down a little.

"Sa!"

In the true sense, it is like a light on your back.

There was a sharp pain in the back as if pierced by countless sharp sword edges.

It didn't come from real senses, it was just an early warning of her subconscious from the sixth sense enhanced by psychic power.

As a last resort, Jiang Xian threw herself forward in embarrassment, fell to the ground and rolled around.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the place behind her where she should have been, and suddenly a thousand dots of chilly sword light appeared. If she hadn't made a swift and wise pounce just now, she would have been dismembered into thousands of uniform pieces of meat by now.

"You... don't want this sword anymore."

The cold voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, although the other party was several body distances behind her, it seemed to be whispering softly close to her ear.

"No." Jiang Xian squatted warily and looked at her opponent.

It's not that she doesn't want to stand up straight before speaking, it's that the other party may launch a fierce offensive as soon as she makes a move.

"Hey, what a disappointment."

"Excuse me...can I leave?" Jiang Xian asked politely.

"I'm afraid not."