Chapter Twenty-Eight: Yang Qiongmo's Students

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The kobold had already entered this room, listening to the door being slammed shut, the two of them no longer had the heart to think about those things that were there or not, Yang Mo's mouth slowly left Zhang Zihan's seductive red lips, and a crystal thin line was stretched slender with the lips that separated the two. www.biquge.info Zhang Zihan looked at Yang Mo who took away her first kiss a little sluggishly, and unconsciously licked her moist red lips. Yang Mo secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low voice.

"Don't do anything else, just stay here quietly." Zhang Zihan nodded, indicating that she understood, and didn't know why she was in this small place now without the fear she had in the past. Zhang Zihan looked at Yang Mo in a daze, with a complicated look on his face.

"What? Unwillingly, go out and let you kiss back. ”

"No, you're holding me down, can you take it?"

Yang Mo's face was full of black lines.

The door was slammed shut again. An old voice sounded, "Come out, two distinguished guests, my unsuccessful disciples and grandchildren have already gone out, and it doesn't feel good to be in that little hole." ”

Zhang Zihan and Yang Mo glanced at each other, and they both saw a thick look of horror in each other's eyes, could it be that there are humans among kobolds, or kobolds can speak? Whatever the case may be, the two of them are now in danger.

"Okay, let's get out." Yang Mo sighed, now the two of them can only go out, otherwise they will be blocked in this place, and they will not be blind to death. After coming out of the passage, Zhang Zihan's body was still soft like noodles, her arms around Yang Mo's neck, leaning on Yang Mo's arms and barely standing on the ground, but almost all the weight of her body was hanging on Yang Mo's body, Yang Mo endured the injury, and looked at the kobold in front of him with a vigilant face, this is a very old kobold, unlike other kobolds, he did not drool, exuded a foul mouth, and did not have violent eyes, he sat in a simple wheelchair, His eyes full of wisdom stared at Yang Mo's face motionlessly.

"Like, it's so similar." The kobold spoke, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, "You look so much like Professor Yang a hundred years ago. Are you a descendant of Professor Yang? ”

"Do you know my ancestors?" Yang Mo hugged Zhang Zihan's slender waist and asked with some curiosity.

"I was known as Professor Yang's most outstanding student back then, and you don't know him." The old kobold smiled more ugly than crying. Then he said in a voice that the two of them couldn't hear, "Sure enough, you are the Yang family, then I can't kill you." ”

"What?!" Yang Mo's eyes widened suddenly, "You're not ......"

"Do you want to say that I'm not a monster, how did I become a student of Professor Yang, don't you?" The old kobold asked. Yang Mo nodded.

"You have to understand one thing, not all monsters are turned into animals and plants." The old kobold said slowly, "Back then, my partner and I were sent here by Professor Yang to do secret research, but after the first gene outbreak, Professor Yang disappeared, and in order to protect ourselves, we could only use the defective perfect gene we researched, and the result became what you see, except for me, everyone else has even disappeared from consciousness." ”

"......" Yang Mo looked at the old kobold in front of him a little speechlessly, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Since you are Professor Yang's descendant, then there is no problem in handing over these things to you." The old kobold pondered for a while and said, "As for what you want to do with them, I don't care, but I hope you don't embarrass Professor Yang." ”

The old kobold turned the wheels of his wheelchair as he spoke, moving towards the corner. There are several old paper notebooks and illustrated books.

"These are the results of Professor Yang and our research over the years, and I hope they will be useful to you."

Flipping through the notebook handed by the old kobold, the first thing Yang Mo saw was a description of the wing-type demonization.

"Wing demonization is a mutation of the demonization of the bones of the whole body, and because the bones of the whole body are strengthened, the strength is far beyond that of humans of the same level."

"What is this?" Yang Mo looked at the kobold in surprise.

"Professor Yang is the greatest biologist, there is no one, and the perfect gene that can change in time is also in Professor Yang's expectation, and she definitely predicted the demonization of the vast majority of monsters and humans now." The old kobold puffed up his chest and said proudly. "I dare say that even now, humanity does not have such a comprehensive picture. That's right, here's for you, it's our remaining bottle of perfect genes. ”

Yang Mo looked at the old kobold's hand, and a bottle of light blue liquid was lying quietly in the old kobold's hand with long black hair.

"How is it blue?" Yang Mo said strangely in his heart, although he was puzzled, the speed at which he stretched out his hand was not slow.

"If I use it, will I become a kobold?" Yang Mo asked.

"So you called us kobolds." The old kobold muttered to himself, "Do you know that my idea at the time was to become a werewolf, so our research was also carried out in this direction, but it actually became what you call a kobold, alas, I knew that this was the case, and I should have read less blood novels when I was young." ”

Yang Mo looked at this old kobold who loved to look at the blood clan with black lines on his face, and was about to say something, but there was a commotion outside, and it seemed that Yan He and the others had been discovered.

"Your companions?" The old kobold glanced at Yang Mo and Zhang Zihan who was hanging on Yang Mo's body.

"A few days ago it was, and now it's an undying enemy." Yang Mo shrugged his shoulders and said.

"That's right, let my disciples and grandchildren open the meat, you go, I'm afraid you won't see blood." The old kobold said with a serious face, "There's an ordinary demon general-level guy in there, I have to do it, since I have become a monster, I have to do what a monster should do." It seemed to be muttering to himself, and it seemed to be reminding Yang Mo. The old kobold's wheelchair slowly moved outward, and Yang Mo glanced at the old kobold.

"Hey, Miss, it's time for you to come down, it's time for us to go."

"Ah, oh oh......" Zhang Zihan blushed and withdrew his arm around Yang Mo and held him, "What's wrong with your injury, it's all my fault." ”

"Alright, let's go, I'm going to find a place to recuperate." Yang Mo waved his hand and walked outside the house with Zhang Zihan's support.

"Mo Yang, help us." As soon as he got out of the house, a voice sounded, it was Yan He, who was covered in scars, seeing Yang Mo and the others walking out of the old kobold's house unscathed, Yan He immediately knew what was going on, and hurriedly shouted.

"Hehe, it's late, Captain Yan He, goodbye to you." Yang Mo smiled, walked out of the compound without looking back, those kobolds didn't look at Yang Mo and the others, just looked at Yan He and the others in the field with greedy eyes, seeing Yang Mo ignoring himself, Yan He was desperate, at this moment, the kobold in front of him spread out to both sides, an old kobold in a wheelchair slowly came to them, the moment Yan He saw him, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, the corner of the old kobold's mouth showed a sarcastic smile, the black shadow flashed, Yan He lost consciousness forever. The old kobold was still in a wheelchair, but the four fingers of his right hand were dripping with red blood.