However, at the same time, think carefully about the fact that if you throw away your backpack, you are simply looking for death. The absence of the backpack is equivalent to the absence of food and water, and these two are still necessary for the human body to maintain. Therefore, if you have nothing on your body, you have to prepare food and water.

Liu Ming is still relatively rational and intelligent, knowing that these things are indispensable, and he may need to use them at any time, so no matter how heavy these things are, he still has to grit his teeth and get through.

However, at this moment, Liu Ming's sweat on his head flowed down his cheeks like washing his face, until it dripped on the floor of the corridor. There is not much physical strength left in him, and if he doesn't stop to rest, the whole person will be paralyzed, and maybe the situation will be more serious than imagined.

"!" Liu Ming shouted rudely. "I don't know which immortal I offended today, it's so unlucky...", as he spoke, he unzipped the backpack on his shoulder with his right hand, and then took out a bottle of mineral water.

"Knock knock."

I saw that as soon as Liu Ming opened the cap of the bottle, he couldn't help but feel thirsty, and drank less than half of the mineral water left, which was conceivable that this bottle of water was not enough to replenish the physical strength he had consumed before.

However, after replenishing some water, Liu Ming's condition gradually improved.

It's just that Liu Ming, who was escaping, felt more and more strange.

The time I came in with Ke Xiaoqian before, I didn't run long before I saw those piles of waste things, and more importantly, I also saw the big wardrobe that could be temporarily avoided, but after running for a long time since the turn of the corner now, these things evaporated in an instant.

And now, the corridor was empty, despite the endless edge ahead.

Seeing all this in front of him, Liu Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, there was no big wardrobe to dodge, which meant that he had to keep running like this, otherwise he would ......

"Sizzle~" Thinking of all this, Liu Ming suddenly felt a tingling in his scalp, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Running and running, Liu Ming seemed to feel that this place was getting quieter and quieter, except for the sound of his own footsteps, as if everything here was silent, quiet and terrifying.

"No, why is it so quiet here?" , while thinking, he said, and at the same time his head glanced behind him from time to time, and he was suddenly taken aback, and gradually his pace stopped.

Behind him, there was nothing, if it weren't for the flashlight in his hand, this place would really be where his fingers could not be reached.

- The blood-red handprint disappeared for no reason.

What the hell is going on, when I turned into this corridor before, I did see the sound of blood-red handprints lapping on the ground. Even if you can't see it invisibly, you should be able to see the bloody handprints left by the blood-red handprints when they hit the ground. But now, not a single red handprint on the ground in front of and behind Liu Ming's body could be found, and of course the slapping sound gradually disappeared.

Liu Ming, who was in this situation, suddenly looked panicked, and his left hand, which was holding the flashlight, was also trembling.

The disappearance of the blood-red handprint is by no means a simple matter, this is where its insidiousness lies, maybe just hiding in a corner, watching his every move.