Ranbai has been calculating the time in his heart, now... it is around midnight.

Do you have to go back here every time at zero? Or is it triggered? Or is it related to death?

In this world of punishment, except for the preliminary outline, everything else needs to be explored by yourself, and the system will not give any prompts.

Ranbai didn't need any systematic plot. He thought about it habitually and didn't care too much.

The only regret is that

He suddenly left when he was with that person.

Tsk.

After an hour,

Ranbai discovered that the original owner's body could leave this room without restrictions and go directly through the wall.

It was quiet around, and the night was very dark now, so deep that it was a little heavy. In Slum No. 42, this was destined to be a peaceful night.

How many plunders, or fights, or blood have happened in this place.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and looked at the silver-white moon in the sky, emitting a faint light. I wonder if it was an illusion, with a little bit of ignorance.

The girl in red dress was covered in blood, floating in the air, half tilting her delicate and flawless face, her side face was beautiful and charming, her long black hair was scattered like quicksand, and her thin moonlight fell on her body like gauze, and she looked a bit hazy and stunning, as well as hidden dangers.

In just a few seconds,

Ranbai had already withdrawn his gaze.

She lowered her eyebrows and thought casually about the scene she saw during the day.

Her official partner is Si Jin, as for the one next to her...

It's definitely not a mistake.

It has at least seventy-seventh-slight similarity to the original owner's five senses, and it is very likely that it is due to some blood relationship.

After all, there have never been so many coincidences and accidents in this world. Every unexpected happening you think may actually be a deliberate situation.

Maybe you can directly follow the clues to find the original owner's identity.

Ranbai thought, and decided to wait until tomorrow to float out and take a look.

The spirit body does not need to sleep. She is not sleepy at all now, so she can only sigh boredly, support her chin with her left hand, and then sits directly on the top of the seventh floor, and start counting stars.

Life is too boring,

Need a little entertainment.

The next day,

With the first time leading the way, with Ran Bai's memory, he directly portrayed the route of how to go from Slum No. 42 to the Demon Dream World in his mind, forming a small map, so naturally he no longer needed to grab a navigation device to lead the way.

She came to the Demon Dream World with ease, relying on the fact that others could not see her at all, she walked around for a while without restraint.

People around them always feel a gust of cold wind blowing, but when they look back, there is nothing. That bone-to-mouth coolness is not an illusion, it makes people mutter.

Ranbai smiled, his bloody eyes shattered, like the light shining from the sun.

Then he raised his eyes,

I ran into the slender boy standing next to the street light not far away.

Ranbai: "..."

It's not so wonderful to be successful in this prank and then witness it by others.

Today, the boy was wearing a black casual outfit, which still reflected the excessive whiteness of his skin. At this moment, he was just casually leaning his body, holding his pocket with one hand, leaning against the street lights.

A small and beautiful silver-white cross on the bone chain just fell on the porcelain white collarbone.

The boy's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and his cold eyes fell calmly on the girl in blood.
Chapter completed!