Watch Out! Danger Ahead

　　 Originally experienced all kinds of things of being killed, entering the trial space, and finally escaping from the dead, Song Qingxiao should have difficulty falling asleep, but this coma has solved many of her problems.

But this time she slept unsteadily. What happened in the trial space became her nightmare. She always'sees' the nine cards, fearing that she would see her face after the card was turned over. , Also dreamed of No.6 and the doctor who was killed by her.

　　 The doctor's face is very hideous, with blood-red eyes, he seems to be strangling her neck and putting her to death.

　　 "Huh!" Song Qingxiao covered her neck and widened her eyes, gasping for breath.

　　 After a while, she woke up and realized that she had returned to the real world.

　　 After coming back last night, the drenched clothes clung to her body tightly, making her feel very hard to breathe.

The sweat and blood on the top were mixed together after being washed away by the rain, making her think of the suffocating blood in the space every time she breathed, she took off her coat and threw it aside, wiped her face. Sweat on.

　　 She was still holding the murderous dagger tightly in her palm. She reacted to this, and she subconsciously shook her hand and threw the dagger out.

　　 The dagger fell to the ground with a ‘chill’ sound, and she was breathing quickly, but she remembered something.

　　 After coming out of the trial field, she seemed to be rewarded, exchanged for a mysterious gift, and received a ‘Nine-Character Secret Order’. Unfortunately, she lost consciousness afterwards, not knowing whether it was her own imagination or what happened.

　　 just thought of this, the secret of the nine-character secret order naturally emerged in her consciousness.

　　 This nine-character secret order should be incomplete, because Song Qingxiao recalled carefully and found that what he knew was only a small part of the "Pro" word technique.

　　 Activating secret orders requires mental assistance to achieve the purpose of attack.

　　Song Qingxiao had never seen such an attack before, but had never heard of it.

　　 In the imperial era, the world's greatest understanding of martial arts lies in punching and kicking, physical fitness, and such techniques as the nine-character secret order, she has never heard of.

　　 At present, it seems that the nine-character secret order is not lethal. She is a little disappointed, but at this time she has made a choice and there is no room for regret.

　　Perhaps she has experienced too many ups and downs tonight. Her spirit is in a state of extreme tension. Following the guidance of the nine-character secret order, she easily perceives the existence of spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness and tries to awaken them.

　　 This process was not smooth. She tried many times before finally getting her handprints. Only because of this, Song Qingxiao felt very exhausted, and she was hungry and unbearable.

　　 The sky was already dark, she paused her practice, stood up to clean herself, and found food to fill her stomach.

　　 In the corner of the house, her mother was so drunk, lying in a mess of clutter, unaware that her daughter had just escaped from the dead.

　　 Taking advantage of the time before going to work, Young Song Qing dragged her mother to bed and prepared food and water for her before going out.

　　 The alleys last night left a shadow on her. She detoured a little further to the guard hall, and it was a little late when she arrived.

　　 In the dressing room, several tall female guards were changing uniforms inside. When Song Qingxiao came in, several people who were joking talked and all looked at her.

"newcomer?"

　　 Everyone in the guard knows that a weak newcomer has arrived. Everyone is waiting for the newcomer to get out of this place when he is so scared that he can't help but watch the show.

　　 Song Qingxiao lowered his head and responded softly:

"Ok."

　　 She didn't wear a uniform. She looked weak among a group of strong female guards. The long flowing sea fell down and blocked half of her face, so that the female guards could not see her eyes.

　　 Her voice was a little hoarse, and a woman laughed ‘chi’, her tone of contempt and provocation:

　　 "I really don't know how the people above brought in your trash. It just lowered our standards."

　　 As soon as the woman's voice fell, the others laughed. She also laughed. She reached out and pushed Song Qingxiao a hand. Before speaking, she saw Song Qingxiao raising her head and giving her a light look.

　　 The woman saw the strangle mark on Song Qing's small neck. The skin was already ripped and the skin around was purple, looking very dangerous.

　　 It's no wonder that her previous voice was a bit wrong. This newcomer suffered such a serious injury, but didn't say a word. The female guard subconsciously swallowed her saliva, feeling a faint pain in her throat.

　　 Song Qing looked down upon her and her gaze made her feel a bit oozing. The keen sense brought to her by many years of professional career made her take back what had already come to her lips and lowered the volume:

　　 "Get out, I want to go out."

　　 Song Qingxiao took a deep breath, lowered his head, and let the woman go out sideways.

The people around didn’t feel anything was wrong. Song Qingxiao’s head up was only momentary, and her figure was blocked by the pushing female guard. Everyone didn’t notice her strangeness. Several people filed away. Song Qingxiao’s back Close to the cabinet, a female guard was asking when he heard the footsteps of'ta-ta':

　　 "Is there any news from Gao Linlin?"

The moment the name passed into Song Qing’s little ears, her whole body tightened. I don’t know if it was a coincidence. She remembered the first dead girl in the trial space. When the card was turned over, it said Girl's name: Gao Linlin.

　　 "It has been missing for three days. It is said that I have found a relationship with the city hall, and Lao Ann is just taking care of this."

　　 Song Qingxiao gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to catch up to inquire, and calmed down a bit.

She wanted to find her locker to change clothes and prepare for work, but found that the locker belonging to her had been pried open and it was re-locked, and the other set of her uniform in the locker was thrown to the side. On the sundries cabinet.

　　 She was the only one left in the dressing room. Song Qingxiao changed his uniform and took the opportunity to take the dagger from the bag and place it in his palm.

　　 She fiddled with the dagger twice. Although she was almost killed by the dagger, she also killed someone with it.

　　 It is slightly different from the general dagger. It is about fifteen or six centimeters long. The back and handle of the knife are in the shape of a crescent.

　　 The tip of the blade is extremely sharp, the cutting line is also very long, and the blade is slightly thick. After Song Qingxiao looked over it over and over, he noticed a special leaf-like totem behind the handle of the dagger.

　　 This peculiarly shaped dagger is not the usual dagger in her mind. Coupled with this totem mark, she will follow it up in the future, and maybe one day she can find out who the murderer is.

　　 She still remembers the breath of the killer, the bumps on his fingers when he held the knife, and the sound and back of his humming after the murder.

　　 Song Qing squinted her eyes, she didn't know if she had offended anyone or if the killer was on the spur of the moment, but in any case, she was in trouble at this time and should be more careful.

　　 sighed silently and hid the dagger in the cuff position. When she came out, she happened to ran into the person sent by Captain An to call her over.

Captain An is the head of the western guard unit where she works. He is a strong man about forty years old with an annoyed face. When Song Qingxiao came in, he was standing and talking with people, and there was no light from the corner of his eyes. Looking in the direction of Song Qingxiao, she ignored her completely.

　　 "The West District has been short of manpower for a long time..."

　　 He has a loud voice and a fierce expression. He should be asking for more manpower.

Song Qingxiao stood at the desk for a while, and saw the water glass in front of Captain An. His attention was all on the conversation. Song Qingxiaomo made a mark with his hands silently, and carefully tried to release it. Give mental strength.

　　 Under the pressure of her mental strength, the water surface slightly rippled.

　　 Captain An seemed to have noticed something wrong, and subconsciously stopped the topic and turned his head. The office was quiet and Song Qing stood there with low eyebrows, as if the strange feeling before was just his illusion.