Wu Yi subconsciously glanced at the mannequin that he thought was a little strange before, and at this time the model was still in place, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaobao, do you see what this corpse looks like?" Wu Yi asked.

Even if he is a little silly, it is an ordinary 15-year-old teenager, and the dead are still a little afraid to look at it. Especially now when this kind of dark view is blocked.

"! I don't know! Don't even dare to look at that face! This place kills people! Let's run! Who knows where that murderer is staring at us! Xiao Bao's jaws were trembling, which showed how powerful the dead man had been on him.

"Oh, where are we going?" Wu Yi asked the same question he had asked before.

"Get out! Get out! Xiao Bao said firmly, "Only when we go out can we call the police!" ”

"What about her?" Wu Yi pointed to the girl lying on the bed.

Xiao Bao jumped up and kicked his knee: "Are you stupid?" Isn't it a sheep's mouth to leave such a cute girl here? It's a crime! ”

"Stupid! We can find a taxi to take us to the hospital! ”

"Oh." Wu Yi scratched his head, and he was a little uncomfortable to see him look so upright.

Xiao Bao vigilantly used his mobile phone to look around, for fear that a hideous-looking murderer would jump out and hack him to death. This guy has a resolute and serious expression, and he attaches great importance to his own life.

How can you stop if you haven't become a qualified adult yet?

Wu Yi once again clamped the girl under his arm and left in a hurry with Xiao Bao.

He also took some medicine by the way.

The fog is so big, what if you fall and get hurt?

The three of them left in a hurry.

In the mist, the mannequins slowly turned their heads to look at the door, from where they had left, and the door had not yet closed. It tilted its head, walked over and looked out the door, then turned back and crouched down to drag the body out from under the bed.

It was the corpse of a middle-aged woman, her face was blue and terrified.

is a poor physician on duty.

Mannequins don't know how to empathize.

It began to continue the unfinished work, stiffly reaching out its hand.

In the darkness there was the sound of a "gurgling" viscous liquid being stirred.

As the dirty blood flowed out, slowly soaking onto the floor of the infirmary, the entire health room began to undergo inexplicable changes.

The originally snow-white wall gradually cracked and oozing blood beads, and the blood beads broke through the surface tension and exploded, turning into black patches on the wall. The rest of the wall also began to turn yellow, as if it had been rapidly eroded by time.

The faint purple mist slowly flowed, some brand-new appliances accelerated the oxidation and dust, and the patches on the walls were getting bigger and expanding like patches of mildew.

The mannequin is unaware and moves quickly. Quickly put a stack of things aside.

If you look closely, you can see the messy hairs.

The mannequin lifted the corpse up again, secured it to its original base with a shelf, and maintained its horrified appearance.

This form, like it once was, is almost indistinguishable except for its expression.

The mannequin smiled stiffly as if satisfied, pulling the visible muscles.

But such a smile looks terrifying in such a situation.

The liquid from its fingers trickled down and dripped onto the floor, blending into the foul.

There was a pungent smell in the air, and the entire infirmary was slowly soaked with a hint of dark red.

It was as if the mannequin had not been discovered at all.

Then, it slipped its foot into the stack and slowly slipped it onto itself like a suit of clothing. By the way, I took a needle and thread from the cabinet and sealed the hole in my stomach like a zipper of a jumpsuit.

The mannequin tried to stretch its limbs, and a slightly bloated silhouette of a woman could be seen in the mist figure, but it was a little uncoordinated.

It shook its head, this one didn't quite fit, it was a little small, and it was a little frustrated.

It's like a woman who loves beauty after putting on a good-looking dress, but unfortunately finds that the size is a little smaller, which is still the only piece of clothing, which is really disappointing.

It sat at the foot of the bed in thought.

In the end, it was decided to go out and find a suitable one, such as the three people just now......

Under the big willow tree.

Xia Zisu knelt quietly on the grass, and there was no light around her, but she was not as scared and uneasy as ordinary girls.

A cool breeze blew through, ruffling a strand of hair from her sideburns.

Xia Zisu opened her eyes, and she could vaguely see that there was a red box in front of her......

"As expected."

There is also a boy.

"Tsk! Xia Zisu, Xia Zisu, you are really a green tea in Bichi. Zhang Luo sneered in his mouth, but he was very vigilant in his heart, especially this little Bichi actually dared to kneel on the ground with his eyes closed, and the transparent ghost was nowhere to be seen, and there must be a demon when he used abnormality!

"Say whatever you want."

She turned her head to look at Zhang Luo, and her eyes were very cold: "You took this box, right?" Did you hear it all? ”

"So what?" Zhang Luo's mocking smile was put away, it was rare to be serious, and the whole person seemed to have become another person.

The thin lips pursed slightly, sensing the danger.

It's a kind of mysterious feeling, which may come from instinct or may be passed down from ancient books.

"I'm sorry."

"Please kill him."

The two sentences were clueless, but Zhang Luo heard them clearly in an instant, the first sentence was for him, and the second sentence was naturally for the invisible ghost!

Suddenly, Zhang Luo felt that something seemed to change around him. The wind is blowing, and the dead leaves are sweeping.

"What the hell?"

This seems to be ......

Beholder!

Damn it! Xia Zisu made the first move!

Zhang Luo took the ancient book, and subconsciously wanted to step forward and knock Xia Zisu unconscious first.

But a wicker was drawn, and Zhang Luo subconsciously dodged it and returned to the original point.

But that wasn't the end of it, more wicker swept through the flickering lights of Zhang Luo's phone, whipping with a whip.

"Groove! Dryad Grandma! Didn't you say that after the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a refiner! Zhang Luo hugged the ancient book and was tied up as soon as he finished spitting out.

This wicker is hot and painful on the body, especially the neck is tightly strangled, and it is about to be hanged!

It's not that he doesn't want to struggle, it's just that his donkey skills are poor, and he doesn't have any skills, and in the face of this overwhelming attack, it's just a dish!

"Uh...... It's up to you! Zhang Luo's originally fair face had begun to turn red, but fortunately, he was still awake, and at the critical moment, he hurriedly tore open a piece of paper with his fingers that could only move.

True Flame Buff!

Skill introduction: Good-looking people will always encounter some troublesome things, and this powerful ghost obviously felt the same way before his death. When you tear it off and use it, remember to say: "It will only make you feel high temperature pain, but it has nothing to do with how much temperature you can resist, so don't use your hands and feet on me." "I'm sure you'll have less trouble then.

It seems that the buff was activated, and all the wickers let go in an instant, and the whole willow tree opened its teeth and claws, just like a person who was burned by a soldering iron and scolded his mother in pain.

"Ahem, ahem! Trough! Xia Shisu, you are a blue pool! Zhang Luo fell to the ground, kneeling on the ground and coughing.

Xia Zisu didn't say much, he got up instantly, the cold light flashed in his hand, and he went straight to Zhang Luo's heart.

Zhang Luo's eyes froze, and he hurriedly blocked the ancient book.

Xia Zisu put away the knife with a kick, and the scenery under the skirt passed by in an instant.

"Pink ...... Wrong! I'm going to complain about this ghost school! Can a student even bring a sword to school? ”

Shouldn't the point be to think about where did this little Bichi get a knife? You can't take it with you, can you?

Zhang Luo gritted his teeth and covered his sore arm, and played with a broken book with a knife that was more than 30 centimeters visually measured by others.

"Smack——! The willow tree, who was unwilling to be reduced to soy sauce, coldly gave Zhang Luo a kick at his feet, causing him to fall to the ground all of a sudden.

He reacted instantly in his brain, knew that it was not good, and quickly rolled a donkey to dodge.

"Ding ——!" The tip of Xia Shisu's knife slammed into the concrete pavement and stabbed in the air.

It's so fucking exciting!

"Qiang ——!" Without the slightest hesitation, she turned the blade and slashed horizontally in the direction that Zhang Luo rolled away, and the speed was so fast that it even drew sparks.

This junior high school girl is too ruthless, she doesn't say a word of nonsense, she wants your life when she comes up!

"What the hell is this world!" Zhang Luo felt that the script he was holding was wrong.

"The beginning is obviously a classic harem template! Why would the guy who is suspected of being a heroine actually use a knife to cut me! ”

It can only be said that he is too naïve, and his life is full of surprises.

"No tears! Did you take the box? Zhang Luo shouted while rolling.

Xia Zisu paused, and subconsciously looked at the box.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Whew!"

"When the ——!" Zhang Luo is also a chicken thief, so he took the opportunity to kick the knife in Xia Zisu's hand out.

Ordinary people may not be able to kick it away, but this guy has a true flame buff on him. In the end, she is the eldest lady of the official family, a pampered and delicate person. Xia Zisu was burned, and she couldn't restrain her instinct and threw away the knife.

Xia Zisu wanted to get the knife back, but Zhang Luo grabbed her ankle, which was only wearing thin stockings: "Don't even think about it!" ”

"Ah——!h Xia Zisu subconsciously shrank her legs in pain, and kicked Zhang Luo with her feet in leather shoes.

Zhang Luo immediately had a footprint on his face, and his face, which was originally more delicate than that of ordinary girls, came out with nosebleeds at this time.

He hurriedly threw away the ancient book, bit the page in his mouth, and took two more kicks before grabbing Xia Zisu's other ankle.

He also endured the pain, especially the wound on his head, which was a great sin!

"Uhh——!h Xia Zisu gritted her teeth and struggled, "Bastard!" Let go! ”

I only knew after trying the taste of Zhenyan, and you must know that the willow tree, who is a ghost, has not endured this pain.

"Don't even think about it! Master, I'm going to kill you little today! I've never been so columsy in my life! ”

The two struggled.

Wicker whipped him one whip after another.

Zhang Luo didn't want to endure the whipping alone, so he let go of a tiger pounce and hugged Xia Zisu directly.

"Ah——!h The girl's shrill screams trembled.

The two scuffled and rolled together, and the attack of the ghost willow would not be weakened by the wisher. But the two hugged each other, and the corresponding Zhang Luo suffered a lot less whipping.

Especially the true flame lethality on Zhang Luo's body, even a strong-willed person is difficult to bear, let alone such a large-scale contact.

The two of them were simply red-eyed, Xia Zisu struggled to bite Zhang Luo's shoulder, and Zhang Luo also fought back.

Both of them have thin skin and tender meat, and the wicker whipping of the ghost willow can still resist some with clothes, but no one has shown mercy in this tooth, and the bones are visible.