On the first floor of Union Hospital, a half-broken peachwood sword was cut off from the neck of the tall figure in the confessional coat, and a huge head rolled down. Immediately afterwards, the body of the tall figure in the white coat turned into resentment and dissipated.

The young man in the inch-haired robe gasped, without the pleasure of avenging the broken arm, and his face was dazed.

Lu Changqing walked over and patted the shoulders of the young man in the inch-headed robe.

"Thank you!"

The young man in the inch-headed robe turned around and bowed deeply to Lu Changqing.

The man in the pink suit with a pig's head on the side originally wanted the young man in the inch-headed robe to show him if he could recover his face, but after seeing the state of the inch-headed young man in the robe, he swallowed the words in his throat again.

"I'm going to the two basement floors, do you two want to go together?" Lu Changqing said.

The monster on the two underground floors had been solved, and Lu Changqing wanted to go down to see if Wang Yao was not on the two underground floors, and before he confirmed the news of Wang Yao, he panicked.

"I'll go with you. The man in pink hurriedly spoke.

"I'll go too. The young man in the inch-headed robe adjusted his mood.

Lu Changqing nodded, walked to the elevator, and pressed the button.

"Happy working together!"

On a certain floor of Union Hospital, in an unknown room, a tall figure in a black robe shook hands with a middle-aged man in Tang costume.

Then the tall figure in the black robe walked behind the middle-aged man in Tang costume, stretched out his hand, his fingers were like steel claws, glowing with a cold cold light.

Five steel-clawed fingers slashed across the right shoulder of the middle-aged man in Tang costumes, and then cut a few wounds on his back.

After a while, the middle-aged man in Tang costume was dripping with blood on his back, as if he was seriously injured and would die on the spot at any time.

However, the middle-aged man in Tang costume seemed to think that his injuries were not serious enough, and turned around to look tall in black robes.

"Let's take a look at the front, I can handle it. The middle-aged man in Tang costume said indifferently.

"I appreciate you a little. The tall figure in the black robe said lightly, and his voice was a little hoarse.

As he spoke, the tall figure in the black robe slashed a few more times on the chest of the middle-aged man in Tang costume.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume finally looked like he was seriously injured and dying, his upper body clothes were tattered, and the scars on his chest were dripping with blood.

Although it looks serious, it can only be barely regarded as a skin injury, and for ordinary people, it may be a fatal injury, but for cultivators, this injury can only be regarded as a drizzle, and it only looks miserable visually.

Looking at his masterpiece, the tall figure in the black robe nodded with satisfaction.

"They are on the 1st floor, I hope you still have time, yes, remember to take the stairs. The tall figure in the black robe said lightly, his tone revealing a hint of joy.

"Remember your promises. The middle-aged man in Tang costume moved his body, tore a few corners of the clothes on his body, and said indifferently.

"As long as you do it, she's yours. The tall figure in the black robe spoke in a light tone, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange arc.

Of course, if she doesn't want to stay with you, that's not my problem. The tall figure in the black robe added in his heart.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume didn't reply, picked up his dragon head crutch and walked to the girl wearing the Lolita group and the young man in the braided robe, started work with both hands left and right, sandwiched the girl in the lolita skirt and the young man in the braided robe under his armpit, and strode out.

Under the movement of the middle-aged man in Tang costume, the blood on the wound slowly soaked the Lolita skirt girl and the young man in the braided robe.

After the figure of a middle-aged man in a Tang costume disappeared at the staircase, a beautiful figure in a red wedding dress appeared outside the door of the room and walked into the room.

"Is it really okay for you to lie to him like this?" asked the red-clothed figure.

"What? you have a crush on him?" the tall black-robed figure glanced at the red-clothed figure.

"Oh, how is that possible? Just like him. The red-clothed figure shook his head.

"Will he be fooled?" the red-clothed figure changed the subject.

"Who knows!" said the tall figure in the black robe lightly.

"Don't pin your hopes on others in everything, just prepare yourself, the success of others is nothing more than the icing on the cake, and failure is harmless, I just need to let him procrastinate. ”

As he spoke, the tall figure in the black robe walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.

The red-clothed figure pondered for a moment before disappearing into the room in a puff of smoke.

4th Floor, Union Medical College Hospital,

After hearing the voice behind him, Wang Yao looked frightened and turned around with difficulty.

I saw a book with a blue-green shell floating in the air, and in the middle of the shell, a stick figure boy smiled brightly.

"Y-What are you? Why are you here?"

Wang Yao quickly picked up a broken table leg in his hand, and said sharply.

"Why is it here, you need paper, and I'll come out duck, hehehe. The book turned over in mid-air and changed into a [naughty] expression.

"I don't need paper now, you, you go. Wang Yao took a breath, made a fierce expression and said viciously.

It's just that the confidence is a little lacking, and it looks a little stupid.

"Hey, hey, what am I when you are a master? The stick figure face in the book changed to a wicked smile.

"What do you want? Tell you, I'm amazing. Wang Yao waved the table leg in his hand.

"Hehehe, just you weak chicken, you're still powerful, come on, come on, master, I'll let you see what it means to be powerful. ”

I saw the book floating in mid-air opened, and then the space above Wang Yao seemed to be torn apart, cracking a pitch-black crack, but the crack seemed to be unstable, and a "zi" sound exploded above Wang Yao's head like glass.

The space above Wang Yao collapsed instantly, and the fragments of the cracks that exploded flew towards Wang Yao.

After a "pop", Wang Yao's head exploded like a watermelon that had been hit hard by a hammer, and a red-white liquid-like thing mixed with brain pulp and blood splattered and scattered in all corners of the bathroom.

Wang Yao's body fell to the floor with convulsions.

Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Stick figure face on the book: "..."

"Ah, the skill proficiency is too low, and it's really risky, and if you're not careful, you can break it. The stick figure face on the book was a little weak.

"Forget it, for the sake of accidental injury, let's save your life. ”

The book turned into a white light and merged into Wang Yao's body.

As the book entered Wang Yao's body, as if going back in time, Wang Yao's headless body slowly recovered, and after a while, his chin grew.

1st Floor, Union Hospital,

Just after Lu Changqing and the three of them entered the elevator and the elevator door slowly closed, on the steps from the first floor to the second floor, a middle-aged man in a Tang costume with a blood flow on his body, a girl wearing a lolita skirt and a young man in a Taoist robe with braids under his armpits walked down from the second floor step by step.

Walking around the corner, maybe it was too much blood that caused the middle-aged man in Tang costume to suddenly weaken, or maybe the girl in the Lolita skirt and the young man in the braided robe were too heavy, the middle-aged man in the Tang costume stepped on the green liquid that dripped around the corner after the head monster's head exploded, his body staggered, his feet slipped, and the girl in the Lolita skirt and the young man in the braided robe caught under his armpits flew out directly, and smashed on the pile of white bones in the aisle, without injury.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume had his legs hanging in the air, the back of his head was facing down, and with a "bang", he slammed on the steps, and then rolled down the steps, lying on the ground on the first floor. His body twitched, and the back of his head was filled with bright red blood, and in a short time the floor was dyed red.