"I'd like to tell you something." Shen Luotian carried the knife on his shoulder and whistled at Song Minghui, "Although I don't know where you got that thing, I know where it came from." ”

Song Minghui tugged at the corners of his mouth with difficulty, revealing a seemingly disdainful smile.

"You're lying to me." He said with little confidence: "How can you possibly know that this is ...... Where did this come from? ”

It's time to escape from reality!

Wake up! You're a villain! How can it be so easy to coax!

Ye Tianlang shook his head sadly, and while no one was looking at him, he kicked Xia Beifeng's waist.

"And yet I do know." Shen Luotian said with a smile: "I don't just know where it came from, I also know its formula, and of course the antidote is no problem." But it doesn't really matter, you don't understand it anyway. ”

He slowly put down the knife on his shoulder, put it on his waist, stretched out a hand forward, lowered his voice, and said slowly: "No matter what you are talking about, we have to make a conclusion here today, so ...... Draw your sword. ”

"Huh?" Song Minghui was confused again.

"Don't care, he's just sick again." Ye Tianlang calmly explained on the side: "You just need to cooperate with him and draw your sword." Otherwise, he may not be able to do anything when he is angry, you know, it is not illegal to kill people with mental illness. ”

Shen Luotian took half a step back, made a gesture of a warrior drawing his sword, gave him an approving look with the corner of his eye, and at the same time withdrew his hand and pressed it on the hilt.

"You don't draw your sword because you underestimate me?" Shen Luotian continued to shout in his aria-like tone: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for making the first move!" ”

Song Minghui reacted at this time and took two steps back suddenly.

"Wait...... I don't have ...... at all."

He wasn't done yet. I heard that Shen Luotian was over there and continued to play a strange plot that no one watched.

"My sword, you have been with me for so many years, are you finally leaving me today?" He lowered his head, gently and pityingly brushed the strip of cloth wrapped around the hilt, his face showed just the right amount of sadness, but his eyes were very firm, "I know, and you are not willing to let me." But in the face of such a powerful enemy, we can only use this trick! You must be brave enough to fight alongside me! ”

He shouted loudly at the knife in his hand, and slowly pulled the blade out of the scabbard.

"But I don't have a sword at all!" Song Minghui stared at the silver blade that showed a little corner, muttered to himself, turned around and ran.

Little by little, the shiny silver blade revealed its true face from the black scabbard. The blade was smooth and bright, without a trace of scratches or rust, and it was clearly well maintained by its owner.

That's a handful......

Ye Tianlang glared slightly.

"When did you sneak out of the hospital to get out of the hospital, do you hurry back and take the medicine?" I'm going to do my rounds in a while! He covered his eyes helplessly, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, "Your knife, which COS prop store bought it, the workmanship is quite good." ”

"It's just not a blade." Shen Luotian calmly filled up the latter sentence for him, and completely pulled the prop knife out of the scabbard.

He grabbed a few swords in the void, turned around and showed off to the people behind him: "Look, handsome! ”

"Handsome ......" Ye Tianlang closed his eyes and said helplessly: "The person is already about to run away, please hurry up and chase it." ”

"It's fine. He didn't know the way, and he couldn't run far. Shen Luotian waved his hand indifferently. He turned the knife in his hand around again, thrust the scabbard into the ground, and reached out to brush the hair on his back.

"My comrades! Please keep this scabbard well, it is the only cage that can bind this ominous blade, and if I am unfortunate enough to die in battle, you must put it back in the cage. Otherwise......"

"You're not done." Ye Tianlang interrupted him with a blank face, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Song Minghui's escape, "Everyone is about to disappear, if you don't go, I will really beat you." ”

"Oh, wait a minute." Shen Luotian kept the knife in his hand in front of his chest, and wiped the dust that didn't exist on the blade a few times with his sleeve, "I still have a pose to swing." Right away. ”

"Hurry up for me!" Ye Tianlang said helplessly: "You still want me to take a picture of you." ”

As he said this, he lowered his head and pulled out his phone.

"No need." Shen Luotian finished wiping the blade, put it in front of his eyes, and slammed it into the void, "The bond between me and it doesn't need images to prove it, not to mention that I can't leave traces in the world, just let my heroic figure remain in your mind forever!" ”

After he said this, he carried a knife and chased in the direction of Song Minghui's escape.

"You're actually just afraid of taking pictures...... Ye Tianlang looked at his back, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and shouted loudly: "Then I'm waiting for you here!" And what should your brother do? Can you just leave it alone? ”

Although Shen Luotian is an otaku, he can run quite fast this time, and in just a dozen seconds, he melts into the dense fog, leaving only a vague back.

"It's okay, he's familiar with that thing, he should be able to wake up on his own when he gets some sleep! If you're worried about him, it's okay to call him a few times, because if he can hear the outside world, he'll probably wake up faster! ”

Shen Luotian's answer came from afar in the fog, sounding more and more distant, and the last half of the sentence was almost completely integrated into the fog, as if it had been swallowed by something.

"It's been so long, can you still catch it?"

Ye Tianlang looked in the direction where the two people disappeared for a while, and after making sure that he couldn't see anything, he complained quietly and squatted down in front of Xia Beifeng.

"Hey, instructor, it's just the two of us." He showed a mischievous smile, took out a marker out of nowhere, and gestured twice on Xia Beifeng's face like a child, "You say, do I want to settle accounts with you?" ”

The night breeze in the second half of the night was already very cool, with a bit of salty sea breeze and damp breath hula-la-la through the thick fog, making a low sound.

It sounded as if some wild beast was hiding in the fog, waiting for an opportunity to rush up and tear the two of them apart as prey.

Ye Tianlang took the pen and gestured at Xia Beifeng's forehead for a while, and finally made up his mind to start writing. But suddenly I felt a little dangerous.

It was a feeling close to the sixth sense, which should be called the instinct of a warrior more strictly speaking, or the ability to perceive killing intent.

He looked at Xia Beifeng's sleeping face with great regret, sighed, put the bibi in his hand back into his trouser pocket, and turned to look behind him.

"I'll ...... He ...... this," he looked at behind him. Swallowed back half of the expletive, "This thing is a foul." ”

Behind him, a few faint bits of green light were flickering. The green light was not real in the thick fog, and it was not difficult to see that they were approaching the two of them.

"Wild animals!" Ye Tianlang half-squatted on the ground, staring at the wild wolves that were close enough to see their bodies clearly, and then lowered his head and glanced at Xia Beifeng at his feet.

"Instructor, instructor, wake up!" Ye Tianlang held a dagger in one hand, blocking in front of Xia Beifeng. confronted the wolf in front of him, while lowering his head and shouting Xia Beifeng.

"Instructor, what are you doing, what's going on here, can you stop dreaming?" He raised his voice, took half a step back, raised his hand and gave Xia Beifeng a slap: "Wake me up quickly, if you don't wake up, I'll throw you out to feed the wolf, believe it or not!" ”

Although the scolding is quite fierce. But Ye Tianlang actually didn't pin his hopes on Xia Beifeng, who slept like a dead man, and he took advantage of the wolf in front of him to be stunned when he heard him speak. Jumped up on the spot and kicked the wolf in the jaw.

The wolf let out a short whimper and flew straight out. It spun around a few times in the air battle, and after falling to the ground, it rolled a few times before it staggered to its feet and shook the hair off its body.

Several wolves prostrated themselves and stared at Ye Tianlang. Slowly approaching him, forming a smaller and smaller encirclement network.

"Instructor, what the hell are you dreaming about! Why do you have everything, do you want to survive in the wilderness? ”

"No, it's Resident Evil." Xia Beifeng's deep voice sounded from behind him: "I dreamed of something from the past. I almost wiped myself out mentally just now...... I said, what is the situation now, why are there wolves in the city! Also****** no matter how you look at it, they are all wild species. ”

"How do I know why there are wolves!" Ye Tianlang shouted without looking back: "Didn't you dream of this thing?" ”

"I didn't dream of wolves." Xia Beifeng touched his chin and looked at the wolves in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "According to my speculation, eighty percent of these wolves were dreamed of by others. ”

"Oh, I see." Ye Tianlang said expressionlessly: "Instructor, you are so witty, you can even guess it." ”

"Awards, awards." Xia Beifeng politely laughed twice, raised his hand and smashed the flashlight in his hand that was already dead at hand towards a wave that was close at hand.

The heavy flashlight struck the wolf's head with a muffled thud and bounced to the ground.

The wolf, on the other hand, just shook its head vigorously, and continued to stare at the two humans in front of it as if nothing had happened, and kept roaring from its mouth.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work, there's something wrong with this thing." Xia Beifeng looked at the flashlight lying on the ground, raised his hand and patted Ye Tianlang's shoulder, and stretched out a hand.

"Well, I don't know if the flashlight can break, that thing is quite expensive."

Ye Tianlang handed the knife in his hand to Xia Beifeng, took two steps back, hid in the shadow behind Xia Beifeng, and lit a cigarette.

"It shouldn't break, I think it was pretty sturdy."

"I'll just throw it out, okay?" Xia Beifeng stood the dagger in front of him, squinted one eye and aimed at a wolf in front of him, and after saying this, before Ye Tianlang could answer, he threw the dagger in his hand at the center of the wolf's eyebrows.

"Don't feel sorry if you lose it, don't come back when you can't find it again, you're going to beat me again......"

"You've already thrown it away, and you're asking me what I'm doing." Ye Tianlang took a puff of cigarette, looked at the wolf lying on the ground and rolled on the ground, and spit out a puff of smoke, "What's the matter, just pick it up when the time comes." You're my dearest instructor, and it's a big deal to lose my knife, how could I beat you. If I really can't pick it up, I'll pin you to the wall and throw darts blindfolded. ”

"Remember to give me an apple, I can eat something when I'm idle." Xia Beifeng lowered his head and laughed silently, raised his hand and pointed to the wolf with a knife stuck in his head, and shouted as if he had discovered a new continent: "Look, it's really not dead!" ”

Indeed, the wolf that had been cut through the cover of the Heavenly Spirit by a knife was not dead. Not only did it not die, but it was still able to paddle the ground and get back up with difficulty.

He still has the knife stuck in his head.

It looks very funny when you look down.

And there was no bloodshed.

"These wolves, won't they also die?" Ye Tianlang calmly speculated on the identities of these wolves, "They don't bleed, but they have breathing and heartbeat, and they are not afraid of pain...... What's wrong? ”

"Maybe it's SB250 syndrome, it doesn't bleed, it's infinitely powerful, and the gods protect the body." Xia Beifeng raised his hand and grabbed the wolf that pounced on him in a rage, grabbed its neck and pressed it to the ground.

The wolf struggled desperately, trying to escape the pincer-like hands on its neck, its mouth choking on the verge of death.

Probably because of the suffocation, one of its eyes was also slightly bulging, and its long tongue drooped weakly from its mouth.

"Can you just sit around and watch?" Xia Beifeng glanced up at Shen Luotian, and gestured with his eyes to the knife on the top of the wolf's head, "Pull out your knife!" ”

Ye Tianlang let out an "oh" in disappointment, stepped forward and pulled out his dagger from the top of the wolf's head, and quickly retreated back to its original place.

"I thought you were going to show me a show of tearing wolves with your bare hands, but it turned out that I was asked to draw a knife." He shook his head in disappointment, and put the knife back on his belt.

"I don't think even if I tore it to shreds, it might not die."

Xia Beifeng let go of the hand holding the wolf's neck, kicked it in the stomach, kicked it to the side like a piece of garbage, patted the wolf hair on his clothes, raised his head and continued to explain to Ye Tianlang: "Besides, it's so dirty, if you get bloody, what should you do if you go home and scare the child." ”

"Kid...... Is it your brother or the little sister that your brother is carrying? I don't think they're both the type to be afraid of this thing. ”

"It's another little sister in the family." Xia Beifeng stretched out his hand and gestured on his chest and said, "She's so tall, she's still a high school student." ”

"You don't let go of high school students, instructor, you're crazy!"

"This kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later." Xia Beifeng said triumphantly: "What's wrong with high school students, I fell in love when I was in high school, and no one said anything about me, why do you have a lot of business." ”

"I'm sorry." Ye Tianlang flipped through his phone and apologized very perfunctorily, "I misunderstood you, don't care." ”

(To be continued.) )