Chapter 66: Zhao Kangkang and his party

…… My lord!

Bloodshot eyes appeared under his weakly supported eyelids, and he reached out and grabbed the boot in front of him, his lips moving and unable to make a sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A low and flat voice came from overhead, Bana was very fluent, and the young man was in a trance, thinking that someone from Bana Grassland had grown up.

"Don't move."

Bailazhuo Ge lay on the ground with his strength off, and the shadow was very clearly illuminated by the moonlight, only to see another strange shadow suddenly appear in the middle of the two powerful long arms, like a bow but not a bow, and a string that could barely be seen under the moonlight was full without hesitation.

With a sigh of relief, Baradrog closed his eyes wearily and fell unconscious.

Whoosh -

Whoosh -

Whoosh -

Four screams in a row, the first two sounded at the same time, and the last one was in the grass, accompanied by the light sound of dragging and climbing, and did not run away after all.

After being shot by the arrow, several teenagers on the ground, who were originally kneeling and waiting to be beheaded, rushed up and picked up their lost Chires knives and cut off the heads of the assassins.

Lin Yuhai looked down and saw that he was still wearing the night clothes that the system had replaced, his face was covered, his short hair was wrapped, and only the boots on his feet were his own.

Fortunately, it is required by the system, and in terms of practicality, modern is good.

Squatting down and flipping over Bailazog, the boy facing on his back. The impression was still on the day when he was beaten and couldn't see his appearance, and at this time he finally realized that although he was only about fifteen years old, he had a very deep silhouette and a slightly thin figure, but he already had the skeleton of an adult man, much taller than the last time he saw it.

Seeing the blood stains on Baila Zhuoge's mouth, Lin Yuhai exchanged the primary first-aid medicine bottle with the ten protagonist rescue points, turned it over with his hand, held the medicine bottle, and raised Baila Zhuoge's head with the other arm and poured it down.

After a while, Baradrog's breathing gradually evened out, and his frown loosened.

Feeling a few fiery gazes, Lin Yuhai turned his head to see that the three Bana people were squatting indecently not far away and staring at this side.

Squinting slightly, Lin Yuhai stood up.

Collected two arrows, the last one happened to be next to the three of them, Lin Yuhai stared at the three of them wherever he went, and as soon as he approached, the three of them stood up and hid away in unison. One of them sensed the taste, quickly stepped forward a few steps, pulled the last arrow out of the assassin's back, and flipped his two hands slightly, holding it in front of Lin Yuhai.

He lowered his eyes to look at the arrow in the other's hand, and then swept the faces of the three men, and the silence made them gradually embarrassed and uneasy.

Bara Drog on the ground woke up, lost his mind for a few seconds, and suddenly sat up straight, turned his head to look at the scene, especially the figure in the night robe, and knelt down without saying a word.

"Your Excellency!"

Lin Yuhai took back the last arrow, pondered for a moment, and said, "These three people ......"

"Be honest with me, never have two hearts. It's also to save me...... I will tell them what is important. ”

Nodding, Lin Yuhai turned around and walked into the grass, just waiting for the system to send him back, Baila Zhuoge suddenly shouted again: "My lord!" ”

Lin Yuhai turned around, the young man's face was not as immature as when he was asleep, and his expression was very complicated, because he seemed to be a little remorseful because he stopped him, and after a short pause, he said softly: "It's getting late, why don't you rest here for a while?" ”

"No need."

It seemed to be the first time to have a normal conversation with the "pen pal", Lin Yuhai felt a little novel, and Constance's face couldn't help flashing in his mind.

Seeing that Baila Zhuoge was still kneeling on the ground, the young man hung his head deeply, and his not very thick back could faintly see the stubbornness, Lin Yuhai said again: "Don't be careless." ”

Two of the three life-saving charms have been used at this time, and only the last one is left, but the fate node of Bailazhug has not yet arrived, if he trusts others so easily, this time it is poisoned wine, and next time it may be something, wasting the life-saving charm, and he will no longer be able to rescue the protagonist at the critical moment.

As he spoke, the voice of the system sounded in his head:

"It has been detected that the protagonist Bara Drog is out of danger of his life, and now he is teleporting the host back to the Earth plane."

With remorse in his lowered gaze, he clenched his fists and heard the footsteps of the adult suddenly disappear not far away, and he did not raise his head until he was shaken by a bear hug.

Chakin exaggeratedly said: "You kid, what kind of person is this!" ”

When Bailadrog saw that Bassina and Wen Du were standing in place, their eyes shining amazingly as they looked at the place where the footsteps had disappeared.

……

Lin Yuhai's eyes flickered, the night suit on his body changed back into his black jacket, behind him was a sliding blackboard, and the empty lecture hall in front of him was littered with paper and some bloodstained textbooks on the ground.

It's still daytime outside.

The announcement that the system will reward 200 save points rings again.

He originally looked for Zhao Kangkang's ability traces to the school, but he didn't expect to temporarily save Bailazhuoge, there were several corpses lying outside the door of this lecture hall, and there was obviously nothing to pay attention to inside, so he walked out at this time.

He took out the crystals from the corpse and took out the ones in his pocket, adding up to a dozen of them.

These virus crystals were collected when Zhao Kangkang's traces were discovered, although the level division of the small classification ability is not as clear as the large classification, but it is not possible to use the crystals to improve, he has no shortage of rescue points for the time being, and he has not exchanged it with the system.

The traces of Zhao Kangkang and others in this vicinity have been almost found by him, some a few days ago, and some yesterday, because the zombies who died with the ability were not seen again, so he could only be sure that Zhao Kangkang and the others were hiding, at least not today.

Putting away the crystals again, Lin Yuhai slowly walked outside the school, preparing to search in the next building.

As soon as he arrived at the central flower bed in front of the teaching building, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he seemed to hear something different from the sound made by zombies.

In the chaotic environment, every sound was very clear, and Lin Yuhai couldn't help but look around.

There was another soft thud, as if something small had fallen to the ground.

He lowered his head, and a small stone at his feet had not stopped rolling, and it happened to hit his shoe.

On the right hand side of a teaching building inlaid with the artistic font of "Yan Wu Building", Lin Yuhai looked up and saw that the glass window on the top floor was half open, and a person poked his head out of it and waved at him silently and desperately.

Lin Yuhai immediately turned around towards the teaching building, and at this moment, a person rushed out of the door at the same time, hitting him and taking a step back unsteadily.

Lin Yuxue hugged him tightly, and said in a muffled voice: "You...... You ......"

You haven't spoken for a long time, Lin Yuhai sighed, patted Lin Yuxue's thin back, and before he could speak, the second person also ran out of the door and greeted them:

"Let's go quickly, I can't stand it anymore, do you bully Lao Tzu without a sister?"

The person who came was Yan Bin, and the gangster who was originally angry was still wearing nondescript clothes at this time, with black and red blood stains, and he didn't look much better than a beggar.