Although Zhao Xun is already a quasi-guide and has extraordinary physical fitness, he has not yet reached the point of jumping directly from the roof, this height actually can't kill him, but out of instinctive habits, there are still some lingering palpitations, so he chooses to go down the stairs with the statue. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After coming out and walking in front of the fountain, Zhao Xun made a slight visual inspection, the double-layer fountain with a narrow top and wide bottom was white, but at this time it had been impregnated with a layer of green color by algae.

Stretch out your hand and touch it, although it is slippery and greasy, but it can indeed be considered to be able to coordinate with the sculpture, and a cylindrical platform rises high in the center of the pool above, not surprisingly, this should be the correct place for the angel statue.

Zhao Xun didn't know which direction was the front, so he simply put the statue on it first, adjusted the position, and slowly rotated it. When the statue turned about 200 degrees, the long-awaited vision occurred.

The movement came from the fountain under its feet, and the entire base began to shake slightly, and Zhao Xun jumped to the side two or three times, and went around to the front of the angel to observe.

The whole object shook more and more violently, making a buzzing sound, and the green moss on it faded down like a tide, showing the original color of the fountain, and the plaster statue on it, the whole body was snow-white.

At this time, Zhao Xun was sure that he didn't see the dazzle, the little fat angel... Laughed.

The corners of his eyes and mouth have changed their curvatures, not the kind of bright and innocent smile that is painted in the church, but a sinister smile.

The light outside the entire manor dimmed instantly, even if there was no sunlight in the sky before, but if you just look at the ground landscape in front of you, it can barely be called daylight, but at this time, it is like a dark cloud covering the sun, casting a dark shadow on this manor and villa.

Zhao Xun began to retreat a little bit, although he kept a safe distance at the beginning of the movement, but at this time he also felt not very relieved, the smile of the plaster doll in front of him was too terrifying, not to mention a sculpture with white flowers and no eyes, even if an ordinary person showed this kind of smile, it would be creepy.

Then, something even more abnormal happened, the so-called "abnormality" was only aimed at the little face with the angel, its expression was obviously smiling, but why did two lines of liquid flow out of the corners of the eyes and slowly slide across the cheeks?

What the hell is it? Crying or laughing Zhao Xun couldn't figure it out, but the two lines of liquid were bright red, which contrasted sharply with its snow-white skin.

"Blood and tears... Zhao Xun read solemnly.

The sound of the water flowed, and the fountain that had dried up began to gush out several water swords, also bright red in color, and soon the pool was filled with blood, and the water of the first layer overflowed and lay down in the larger pool below...

Maybe it's the sixth sense, Zhao Xun felt as if something was looking down on him from the top of his head, and he looked up suddenly...

It didn't matter if he looked up, he saw an extremely terrifying scene, facing the female ghost in black or a series of strange things before was not as terrifying as it is now, this is the biggest visual impact so far.

With the purple sky as the background, the dark red clouds are the prototype, outlining a big face with a less obvious outline, but from its expression Zhao Xun can judge that it is the little angel's, its smile at this time is the same as in the fountain on the ground, and two slender red clouds flow out of the corners of its eyes...

Zhao Xun was dumbfounded and looked back at the fountain again, but fortunately it was still in place.

But a large cloud of blood mist rose from the pool below, and the gurgling water boiled, and the blood water that filled the pool should have begun to evaporate.

And then, after all, the expected thing happened, and the angel statue moved... Its expression remained unchanged, its little arms swayed slightly, and a pair of goose feathers on its back flapped violently a few times, and just as it was ready to leap upward, a blue fire snake twitched it fiercely.

Zhao Xun struck first, since he had predicted that the other party would come back to life, and he still had wings, then ninety-nine percent would fly, and when it really floated, it would be difficult to attack.

However, when the tried and tested flame was drawn to it, it didn't work at all, and it couldn't even slow down the angel's movements a little, and the next moment it flew into the air, and let out a series of laughter with bursts of echoes, it was really like a child's laughter, but where would a normal toddler laugh so terrifyingly?

It was not in a hurry to make a move, it just flapped its wings and floated in the air, grinning at Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun didn't plan to throw the fireball, not to mention how low the hit rate was, even if it really hit it? This little imp is not afraid of fire at all.

Although the sculpture in front of me has the shape of an angel, it is like a demon, just floating there, and it can be intimidated by temperament alone.

Zhao Xun took a deep breath, folded his hands, and began to struggle to condense the strength of his whole body, although he didn't know if he could succeed, but this was already the last level, and there was no need to continue to keep it.

The angel is indeed wise, and when he saw Zhao Xun's movements, he instantly understood what he wanted to do, and after laughing twice, he quickly swooped down to the ground and pounced.

Its movements were like lightning and flint, Zhao Xun only saw a flash of white afterimage, and the next moment the angel came to him, and he didn't see it move his hands and feet, opened his mouth and roared, and an invisible impact shook Zhao Xun's body out, rolling on the ground several times before stopping.

When he struggled to get up, he snorted, and a small mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat...

Zhao Xun felt that his internal organs had suffered a great impact, and the pain was unbearable, but he could already imagine the horror of this little angel just by taking this face.

At this speed, if it were to take advantage of the victory and chase it with a slashing head and face, Zhao Xun would not be able to hold on for even three rounds, and he would not even be sure to touch it. But fortunately, this little bastard didn't seem to take him seriously at all, and the old cat teased the rat and wanted to torture him slowly.

Enduring the pain in his body, Zhao Xun began to gather strength again, and when his hands were closed again, Tian quickly rushed up and shook him away, without giving him a chance at all.

It's already the second time, and a mouthful of blood is spurting out, all of which are internal injuries, Zhao Xun has never been so seriously injured in the three months since he came to the half-soul world, whether it is during training or being beaten by female ghosts and monsters, compared with the two attacks of this little angel, they are all just fun.

Zhao Xun simply didn't stand up, curled up and prostrate on the ground, his hands quietly pressed under him and closed, the movement was very small, just begging the little angel... No, it's the little devil's eyes that aren't so sharp.

was interrupted twice in a row, but he still didn't give up, because this was the only hope, this was the exam, and there was no way to escape, only to fight.

But if you want to fight, you have no chance of winning with this strength alone.

His chin had been stained red by the blood he had spit out, he coughed dryly twice, his instinct to survive was stimulated, and Zhao Xun's mind was extremely clear at this time.

The female ghost in black is the courage to look directly at terrifying creatures.

The unknown monster is the rationality of judging the crisis with the heart.

The portrait chain is the urgency to break through the fog.

Fantasy reality is the wisdom to discern false truths.

And the last level...

The Angel of Blood and Tears is the kindness that saves the soul in pain.

Zhao Xun stood up from the ground tremblingly, his eyes flashed with an extremely determined gaze, the momentum of his whole body skyrocketed, his hair and clothes were windless, and a strong energy was emanated, and he said to the smiling angel word by word, "Lost soul, let me guide you to your own place!" ”

Zizi~~ The dark red electric light crackled, Zhao Xun's hair also stood up, the pupils of his eyes disappeared, two golden lights erupted from it, and the super battle mode was turned on! (To be continued.) )