Chapter 67: Lord Dean
Lu Yuan pursed his lips and was silent, he never expected that Mr. A would directly move out of his identity, the entire academy was under his rule, but he never showed his identity to the public.
Teacher H and Teacher G waited for Lu Yuan's answer.
Mr. A took the scepter and tapped it on the ground, "Captain Enforcement, what do you think?" β
The rest of the girls talked a lot, it was originally just a simple game, but they didn't expect that Twilight's punishment would be supported by several teachers.
Mr. A glanced at Twilight, the blood on Twilight's wrist was still dripping, the distress in her eyes flashed, and the expression on her face was still bohemian.
Lu Yuan hesitated for a long time and finally spoke, "Give me a reason." β
Teacher H raised Twilight's right hand, "Healing, a legendary ability, she may be the next strongest goddess." If it is handed over to you, I am afraid that even half a life will be lost. β
Teacher G quipped, "It's the first time I've seen H pity the jade so much." β
Teacher H smiled charmingly, "I hate it, people have always been very pitiful, but I was moved to see such an excellent seedling!" β
For Teacher H, cultivating an excellent goddess is her pursuit, and those ordinary girls are naturally not as precious as the twilight in front of her.
For him, as long as the good goddess does not make the mistake of disobeying the orders of the Lord of the Temple, it can be tolerated.
Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Since the two teachers said so, I will leave her to you to deal with." β
Teacher H saw that Lu Yuan was relieved, and smiled from ear to ear, "Thank you, Captain Law Enforcement, for your kindness." β
put his hand to his lips and gave Lu Yuan a flying kiss.
Lu Yuan turned his head and left, thinking that Twilight Xi was in a catastrophe, but he didn't expect Mr. A and several teachers to stand up for her, and he also pinched a cold sweat.
Mr. A hooked his finger at H, "You owe me a favor." β
Teacher H shook off Mr. A's hand, "Next time, lovely Dean." β
Mr. A watched H take Twilight away, and felt uneasy, if he was one step too late, the consequences could be imagined.
Shikazawa, who was watching from a distance, clenched his fists, he really wanted to disassemble Twilight's head, what the hell was it made of.
What he didn't expect was that Mr. A actually exposed the identity of the dean for Twilight.
Mr. A dragged his tired body back to his room, he looked at Z running to him angrily, his handsome and evil face, and smiled naughtily, "Why are you so angry? β
Like a roaring lion cub, Z roared at him, "The Lord of the Temple has discovered your betrayal, and if you continue like this, you will die!" β
Mr. A walked in front of Z, lightly snatched the silver dinner knife in Z's hand, and threw it out, the door behind him was shot through, and a light shot in from the hole, he raised Z's hand, and the only spot of light sprinkled on his palm, "When you meet her, you will be like me, I can't wait to dig a hole in my heart and absorb that little bit of light." We've all been in the dark for too long. β
Z felt the burning heat in his palms, turned his head suddenly, and suddenly moved to the position of the door as if he had come to an enlightenment.
Then he blocked the hole with his body, and the whole room was plunged into endless darkness, he raised his head and yelled at Mr. A, "Step over my body first." β
The love that had been hidden for a long time suddenly seemed like a volcanic eruption, Mr. A raised his hand, and countless silver filaments of light extended from his hand, and four silver knives flew out of Z's hand, and the silver filaments were cut off by Qi Qi.
The broken silver filaments flew in the air, Mr. A raised his eyebrows, his two hands danced rapidly, and the silver filaments surging from all directions were like sharp and sharp steel needles, refracting dazzling light.
Z's vulture's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and his body shuttled through the silver threads.
In the blink of an eye, a silver light flashed, and Z's blade was already on Mr. A's neck.
Mr. A's pupils dilated, and he looked at Z in surprise, suddenly understood something, and sighed, "I finally know why the Lord of the Temple is using you to spy on me." β
Z smiled bitterly, sad like a child.
With a shake of his hand, a huge gap appeared in Mr. A's neck, and his head separated from his body.
Mr. A stood like a puppet and looked at Z's lonely figure as he left.
The ending was doomed from the beginning, and Z was a pawn lurking around him from the beginning, a pawn to restrain him for the rest of his life.
In the empty room, the only place where there was light, hope, and warmth, was the light that came in from outside the door.
A slumped down in his chair, smiling helplessly and lonely.
Teacher H takes Twilight to the infirmary.
Twilight's pale face was like gold paper, and the blood on her hands dripped all the way.
The bullet buried in the bone faintly emitted a white light, and the burning heat continued to eat away at the skin, and the pain kept coming, and it was obvious that Twilight's arm was already spasmodic.
When Dr. Yue arrived, he saw Twilight lying on the hospital bed, and he was stunned for a while, but in a blink of an eye, he was calm, "I didn't expect Teacher H to personally send someone here." β
Teacher H raised his eyebrows, "Don't make trouble, it's important to save people." Remember, I won't let her lose a hair. β
Then he threw a wink at Dr. Yue and left the medical room.
Dr. Moon nervously treats the wound on Twilight's hand, her gunshot wound, due to the peculiarity of the bullet, has a special pattern tattooed on it, which can destroy any object, and is helpless for a while.
If it continues, even if it is the consciousness in the game, the brain will automatically think that the hand is crippled and will become a waste in the real world.
It was the first time in Dr. Yue's life that he had encountered such a nerve-wracking operation, and he, known as a medical genius, had nowhere to start.
His head suddenly flashed, and he remembered that Twilight should have a special ability, healing.
The only way is to wake up Twilight and let her use her abilities to heal her wounds on her own.
Dr. Yue instructed the nurse to bring the sobering agent, and the nurse pushed a wooden cart, and various bottles were suspended on the shelves, and they were stacked in different categories.
The nurse took out a blue potion bottle, opened the drawer under the wooden cart, and flew out a small bird with a blue glow, its beak slender like a hook.
The nurse whispered in its ear, "A bottle of sobering potion." β
The little blue bird flailed its wings desperately, its slender beak reached into the green bottle, pecked its pointed beak three times, and then flew into the next purple bottle, where it pecked four times.
Each time the amount was accurate, and after taking enough of the potion, it swung its wings and circled in the air, mixing all the potions in its mouth.
Doctor Moon hooked his finger at the blue bird and pointed at Twilight.
The blue bird reaches the other half and flies to Twilight's lips, flapping its wings in the air, lowering its head and feeding Twilight like a suckling hatchling, drops of liquid seeping through her lips.
Twilight's head felt like she had been hit hard, and the pain caused her to wake up from her coma and open her eyes with great effort.
The bitterness on the side of his mouth was comparable to that of Coptis chinensis, his fingers touched slightly, and his whole arm spasmed like an electric shock.
Twilight watched Dr. Tsuki's face enlarge inch by inch in front of her eyes, and suddenly woke up and pushed Dr. Moon away vigorously.
Doctor Yue took a step back and smiled slightly, "Are you awake?" β
The pain in her hand came, and Twilight realized that the wound on her hand was in pain.
She clenched her teeth, her memory was still fixed on Nan's unfamiliar face, she had worked hard for so long, but she got such an answer.
All the qiΔ credits are in one place.
White smoke came from the gunshot wound on Twilight's hand, and she could even smell the burning smell of barbecue.
The blood kept spilling, and the blood of ** was burned hot.
Cold sweat spilled out of Twilight's head, and Dr. Yue carefully instructed, "Bullets will corrode a qiΔ item, and only your healing technique can save you." β
The veins on Twilight's forehead were exposed, and she couldn't lift her right hand, and she used her telekinesis to make the ring start to heat up.
Suddenly, a cross beam of light gradually emanated from the ring, an incomparably holy light, which made people believe.
Blood began to spill from the swarthy wound, and the charred skin was reborn, and a bullet with a sharp rose vine could be seen squeezing out of the wound, and it let out a "poof" as it fell to the ground
The sound of the original floor being scalded out of a huge hole.
The broken fibers on the wound were linked one by one, clearly visible, and turned into pink flesh again.
It shocked everyone present.
In the blink of an eye, Twilight's hand was intact.
Doctor Moon looked at Twilight with an appreciative expression, "Worthy of being the legendary inheritor of power." β
The pain that Twilight endured was to reshape her skin, break her tendons, and actually grow in reverse.
But she didn't say anything, and kept gritting her teeth and standing up.
Twilight let out a disdainful laugh, "Thanks to them." β
Twilight leaps out of bed, not even bothering to look at Dr. Tsuki.
Doctor Yue had countless words to say, and his rolling throat never opened his mouth to ask QingyiqiΔ.
He clenched the corners of his clothes, and he looked at the hatred in Twilight's eyes, was there some misunderstanding between them?
And now isn't the time to tell Twilight the whole story.
Twilight strode out of the medical room, and the moment she stepped out of the medical room, she was like a ghost who had lost her soul, and all her strength was drained.
At the moment when she was about to fall, something held her body up.
The warm and hot temperature came from under him, and Twilight looked up to see a familiar face, it turned out to be him.
She suddenly fell into his arms like a child and cried, and Shikazawa left here without saying a word.