Chapter 206 The survival rate is almost zero
Just when the elevator door was about to close, Mu Daxian stretched out his hand.
Sensoring an obstacle, the elevator door immediately bounced back.
Mu Daxian grabbed Mao Feiyang's hand and led him out of the elevator.
At this moment, Mao Feiyang was stunned by the angel sculpture. Fortunately, Mu Daxian pulled him out in time.
"Da-Daxian...in the electric elevator..." Mao Feiyang regained consciousness, stammered, his tongue was spinning in his mouth, and he couldn't pronounce a word clearly.
“It’s over, I can fucking see it this time!” Mu Daxian cursed.
Mao Feiyang felt a chill in his heart. Mu Daxian said that if it’s okay, then it’s okay. After saying that, it might be the end of the calf...
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As if the angel sculpture was frightened, Mao Feiyang felt another pain in his cold and numb arm. He looked down and saw that the wound was torn a little more.
It was originally a vertical tear, like an eye opening in the arm, but now it is stretched horizontally, as if a big eyeball is really going to come out of the arm...
Scarlet blood seeped out from the wound, as if forming some strange pattern symbol, making him feel a dull pain.
Mu Daxian noticed this problem, glanced at Mao Feifei’s arm, and couldn’t help but yelled: "Fuck me! "Judgment Mark"? ! damn it! damn it! Damn it..."
Mu Daxian slapped his face in the face, as if he wanted to say all the curse words he had never said in his life.
"I just made it clear that we are together, even It didn't even attract his attention, but why did it attract the attention of the lower angel sculpture? I didn't expect it to be because of this thing! ”
"He must have passed by that street lamp, and then you were contaminated with His remaining aura when you fell there!"
"Damn it, let me tell you how could the state of that street lamp be so weird? !”
“It looks like the cafeteria is in danger!”
Mu Daxian transformed into a great detective and quickly pieced together a fact that was close to the truth. .
"Originally you were fine, but you were accidentally injured! Blood is the easiest to absorb extraordinary properties, so you are contaminated!"
"Although it is just a wisp of His remaining breath, after all, the personality is there!"
"So they chased after Him!"
"They chased His figure, But I am afraid of blaspheming Him, so I am happy to see you as a 'thing' contaminated with His breath..."
"What do they want to do...drain my blood?" Mao? Feiyang was so frightened that he trembled, "Why did the angel sculpture that we agreed to do become a vampire?"
Looking at Mu Daxian's face that gradually darkened, Mao Feiyang felt guilty and wanted to cry but had no tears. "Great Immortal, I...I, I didn't slip and get hurt on purpose..."
"Don't blame yourself, I don't blame you at all." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder.
Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth and said, "That's not true. You can run away and I will lure them away by myself."
"Damn, what are you talking about?!" Mu Daxian quickly comforted, "Am I, Mu Daxian, this kind of person?"
"Although I often say 'leave you alone and run away', you know, I am just bluffing you... Besides, really After all, I took you that way."
"Thank you...thank you..." Mao Feiyang thanked him sincerely, but suddenly a bit of a bitch came out and he couldn't help but sneer. After a moment, "Doesn't it mean that you can see the angel sculpture now, so it means that you are 'marked', so even if I really sacrifice it, it will be useless, right?"
The corner of Mu Daxian's mouth twitched fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about?"
Seeing the desperate situation of the good old brother who would not give up, Mao Feiyang was disturbed by himself, and Mao Feiyang quickly retreated. He rubbed his neck and stopped talking.
Lin Yi looked at it with embarrassment, but he knew Mao Feiyang. Mao Feiyang was so... he was so talkative.
The key point is that he has an unusual mouth, which often creates some embarrassing atmospheres. He is a bitch and a bitch, so he ranks second on Wei Shan's "The list of animals to be punished".
"Let's go, change to the elevator!" Mu Daxian pulled Mao Feiyang and ran all the way.
He increased his speed, and the strong pulling force made Mao Feiyang frown, feeling as if his arm was about to be torn off.
At this time, the fog had already poured into the teaching building, and a turbid atmosphere filled the corridor. Suddenly thunder tore through the night sky, and the whole world flickered into a pale picture again, casting the mottled shadows of the angel sculptures on the wall...
Soon the two came to the elevator at the other end of the first floor of Building A forward, and then decisively pressed the elevator button.
"Da Xian, do you want to throw away the student commemorative coins?" Mao Feiyang asked aloud while waiting for the elevator.
“Don’t throw it away, it’s not time yet!” Mu Daxian gritted his teeth and said, “Wait until I confirm one thing first!”
"I've always been strange. Even if the angel sculpture wants to attack people, it should be directed at me and not you. Even when I was on the stairs, I always thought it was my problem."
"I didn't understand the reason until just now! "
"If it were me, the problem would be easier to solve, but their target is you!"
"Aren't you also the target now?" Mao Feiyang interrupted weakly. One sentence.
"Originally I wouldn't." Mu Daxian said angrily, but he didn't dwell on the topic because talking too much about it would affect his mood.
"I...I feel so weak, much more than before." Mao Feiyang's face looked a little pale.
"This is what happens when extraordinary power is sucked. It's normal. Don't be afraid." Mu Daxian comforted him more than once.
“Afraid of...?” Mao Feiyang was stunned.
At this time, the sky flashed a few times, and the pale light and shadow came to the shadow of another layer.
The five angel sculptures surrounded Mao Feiyang and Mu Daxian like crosses. At this moment, they no longer covered their faces with their hands, but tilted their bodies, stretched their necks, and put their heads into Mao Feiyang's head. Next to him, his eyes were closed, his nostrils were widened, and his face was full of expressions of enjoyment after taking in the delicious food.
They bared their teeth and claws but did not touch Mao Feiyang's body. They sniffed Mao Feiyang's body carefully, for fear of accidentally breaking Mao Feiyang.
Three lightning flashes are like three shutters of a camera. Mao Feiyang is still in the three freeze-frames reflected, but the five angel sculptures change their movements four times, but no matter which , all reveal a strange and extremely collapsed style of painting. Just looking at it will make people feel creepy and their limbs will feel cold.
The thunder dissipated, and there was silence all around. It seemed like there was nothing.
But Mao Feiyang knew that the five angel sculptures, which were normally invisible, were treating him like a perfume bottle, greedily absorbing the extraordinary power from his body.
If this picture is like Xiaoqian's seductive style in A Chinese Ghost Story, then forget it, but it is the style of the old Black Mountain demon in Journey to the West who sucks people's yang energy.
Not only that, it is even more twisted, broken, and insane. The key point is - there are five fucking old monsters from Montenegro!
No wonder Mao Feiyang could hold himself up and play parkour with Mu Daxian for two hours in the classroom, but now he feels as if his body has been hollowed out...
This Who can bear it? !
When Elder Tang comes, he has to refuse three times in a row, right?
"Reciting Sutras Can't Save You"
"The Monk Is Powerless" "Wukong Takes Out the Stick"
"Ding——"
The elevator has arrived.
「锵——哐!」
The elevator door opens.
Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang looked into the elevator quietly for a second.
Then the two of them turned around and left without even bothering to fart. This set of small combos was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
The number of Black Mountain old demons came to nine.
"Damn, what a bad move..." Mu Daxian said a brand new version of the foul language for the day.
"What...are we going to do?" Mao Feiyang asked weakly.
"How about... go to the elevator in Building B and have a look?" Mu Daxian finished speaking and added in a low voice, "I just don't know if you can withstand it..."
"I think I can't stand it..."
"I think you can try it."
"You can't try this, you'll be gone once you try it."
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"Are you sure?"
"How about I die on the spot for you to see?" After Mao Feiyang said this, he wanted to slap himself twice. His lips were the same as when he subconsciously wanted to see Him. You can't talk too much, and when the two lips collide, the nonsense comes out naturally.
“There is one more move.” Mu Daxian said solemnly.
"I know, Great Immortal. Is it time to throw away student commemorative coins?" Mao Feiyang said, "Does this thing really have such a miraculous effect? It can even make angel sculptures?"
" Of course it can't be done." Mu Daxian shook his head and sighed, "Sculptures mentioned in the art student regulations generally refer to ordinary dummies, that is, humanoid sculptures."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because veteran art students have many ways to make sculptures. The Art Student Code is mainly for new art students like you. If you can't make the dummy, throw away the student commemorative coins. Taking the elevator directly back to the city is the most brainless way.”
“The Art Student Code will not write you too many complicated and impossible things. Many things are not written in the rules, but living in the art building. It will take a while.”
“After all, life is the best teacher.”
“As for why I don’t mention angel sculptures, because the survival rate of art students who encounter angel sculptures is almost the same. For..."
"Zero."
Mao Feiyang: "?!"
Mu Daxian's expression was both calm and gloomy, and his whole person exuded a calm aura. Of course, it was mainly because of Mao Feiyang is the main force in resisting the soul siphoning of the nine angel sculptures...
If he can really survive this time, then the actual combat case of "I, the Half-Immortal, Can Defeat the Nine Angels Alone" can be regarded as something to talk about before tea and after dinner. Talk.
“Here you go.” Mu Daxian took out the student commemorative coin from his pocket and handed it to Mao Feiyang.
Mao Feiyang: "???"
"From now on, do as I say every step of the way." Mu Daxian said solemnly, "I'm going to give you some sexy work."
Lin Yi on the side glanced at the student commemorative coin in Mu Daxian's hand.
The circular badge surrounded by thorn vines is imprinted with Mu Daxian’s art student number: "Yue-X0210905182".
Mu Daxian did not deceive the class teacher-039, his art student number is really this.
In other words, he did enter school in 2021 and has been at S City University for almost two years!
To be able to survive in such a place and still survive to this extent, it doesn’t take much to think that Mu Daxian must have a lot of trump cards.
Mao Feiyang quickly took Mu Daxian’s student commemorative coin.
"Put them together with yours, and then you press them on your wound. They will absorb the blood and have about the same effect as washing with water."
"Okay. "Mao Feiyang quickly followed suit, "What then?"
"Then follow me and walk like this." Mu Daxian said in a deep voice, "Let's... go find Him!"
"Huh?" Mao Feiyang was shocked, and then suddenly realized, " You want to live towards death! This is the case in many novels. I didn’t expect that I can really experience this kind of plot today!”
“How much do you trust me?” ?" Sweat broke out on Mu Daxian's forehead, "The protagonist of the novel is dead. Except for Hua Tiandu, the destiny villain who binds the protagonist, have you ever seen any character who is destined to die? "Come out?"
"Then we...?"
"I just want you to bleed faster so that you can soak the student coins."
"Ah?" Mao Feiyang was startled. He loosened his palms a little, and his eyes immediately darted in, as if trying to find a way to find a needle, and his pupils condensed slightly.
I saw two student commemorative coins as if they were growing on the wound. At the edge of the student commemorative coins, countless blood threads extended out from his wound like blood-red spider threads. , pierced into the student commemorative coins like the roots of an old tree, and then continuously pumped blood into the student commemorative coins.
The student commemorative coin seemed to come alive, and even beat slightly, like...a heart!
If you look more carefully, you will find that it is not the blood from the wound that is entering the student coins, but the student coins adsorbed on the wound that are greedily sucking his blood.
Mao Feiyang only felt his eyes darken, and said in his heart, “Fuck, there are two more old Montenegro monsters!”
Even if you can't stand it, you have to stand up, even if you die!
"Just think of it as being a man seven times a night, hold on." Mu Daxian encouraged.
Mao Feiyang became energized when he heard this, but this energy was fleeting: "I would admit it to him if he met the man seven times in one night. Where is the girl?"
Mu Daxian took a deep breath. He took a breath and said solemnly: "I have been single for a long time, don't you think... those angel sculptures still have charm?"
"You can just treat them as seven stars in the void."
"Brother...I'm just a talker, not a quarrel..."
At this time, the lightning flashed, and the nine angel sculptures flashed past like little piglets fighting for milk.
Mao Feiyang's body trembled for a while. He felt that it was really empty that day. The angel sculpture...it was so twisted and twisted that it was hard to hang it down!
Gradually, Mao Feiyang felt that his heart was beating more powerfully than before.
It’s really strange. You’ve already lost so much blood, why is it still like this? Is it a flashback at the end of a powerful battle? Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth, feeling increasingly unwilling.
Exactly 4016 words, Jie Jie Jie.
(End of this chapter)