Chapter 12: The Stranger
I hadn't paid attention to it before, but after running, Liao Xiaoliu found a faint mist wrapped around his side.
This inconspicuous layer of mist was like a transparent feather coat draped over his body, and no matter how much he accelerated, he could not throw it away.
Fortunately, Ning Xuanting didn't catch up.
While Liao Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief, he also bumped into a big savior who could alleviate the urgent need.
The great savior shone brightly under the sun, and the whole person stood there like an oversized light bulb, and it was impossible to get people's attention.
"Mr. Jin, help!"
This savior is none other than Liao Xiaoliu's homeroom teacher Jin He.
The moment he saw Jin He, Liao Xiaoliu cried with joy, and rushed forward with a lot of yelling.
But.
Jin He, who was regarded as a savior, was indifferent, still walking forward under the sun with his big 100,000-volt light bulb, turning a blind eye to Liao Xiaoliu.
"Golden River, you Mediterranean, big bald man...... Don't, you're my uncle, please don't go!"
Seeing that Jin He was walking forward as always, Liao Xiaoliu scolded in a hurry, but it didn't play a role at all.
In the end, Liao Xiaoliu had no choice but to rush forward and hug Jin He's thigh, crying on the ground like an old man and a lady who likes to play porcelain.
This time, Jin He's movements were obviously sluggish, he glanced down a little puzzled, and then shook his spirit, and said to himself: "In broad daylight, is it because of the evil spirit, why do I always feel that someone is holding my leg." ”
Originally, when he saw Jin He bowing his head, Liao Xiaoliu couldn't help himself with excitement, but his next words made Liao Xiaoliu feel like he had nothing to love.
"What the hell is going on? ”
Letting go of the hands that were holding Jin He's thighs, watching him drift away, Liao Xiaoliu roared in despair.
And at this moment, Ning Xuanting finally caught up slowly.
"Have you run enough?"
Ning Xuanting's voice was full of disdain, and Liao Xiaoliu had already realized that all of this was the vivid hands and feet of the harmless woman in front of her.
"Who the hell are you?"
Ignoring Liao Xiaoliu's question, Ning Xuanting didn't know where to take out a notebook, opened one of the pages casually, and read it word by word.
"Name Liao Xiaoliu, sister Liao Shuangyue, sister Liao Qiqi. ”
When he was five years old, he was involved in an incident that led to the death of both parents, and he has been raised by his sister Liao Shuangyue since then. ”
"When he was seven years old, he disappeared during an outing, and was supposed to be dead, but he reappeared at home a year later, claiming to have lost all memories of the year. ”
Later, it is said that he suffered from road blindness, and as soon as he went out, he would get lost. When I was nine years old, I went out ......"
Listening to Ning Xuanting talk about her life experience as if she were reading, Liao Xiaoliu secretly swallowed his saliva and unconsciously took a step back.
After reading it all in one go, Ning Xuanting paused for a while, stared into Liao Xiaoliu's eyes, and asked, "You asked me who I am before, but I also want to ask, who are you?"
"I ......"
Liao Xiaoliu was just about to explain something, but Ning Xuanting immediately interrupted: "It's the first time I've seen someone have no less than ten SS-level secrecy measures in their files. Do you know what that means?"
Hearing Ning Xuanting mention the SS secrecy level, Liao Xiaoliu secretly smacked his tongue, and while guessing Ning Xuanting's identity, he also had doubts about his identity.
Paying attention to Liao Xiaoliu's every move, seeing that he also had a puzzled expression, Ning Xuanting frowned, and took out another thing from her body as if she was doing a trick.
"Do you know what this is?"
As soon as Ning Xuanting's words came out, Liao Xiaoliu heard the prestige and saw that Ning Xuanting was holding a piece of crystal clear glass in her hand.
When Liao Xiaoliu stepped forward and put his hand on this hexagonal glass product, he could feel a trace of cold air coming from the glass product, and blurted out, "Is this an ice crystal?"
"This was found at the scene of your fight with the kidnappers, and we were puzzled at the time. You're just an ordinary person whose body hasn't been developed, so why do you have the power to shatter a person's skeleton with a single punch......?
"So what?" Hearing Ning Xuanting's voice suddenly pause, Liao Xiaoliu, who was still confused, hurriedly asked.
Ning Xuanting didn't intend to hide it from him, and replied, "So, you must be an alien." ”
"The Adept?"
It's definitely not the first time Liao Xiaoliu has heard this word, and it is often played in novels and TV. And when he heard the three words of the supernatural, the first thing Liao Xiaoliu thought of was his ability to predict the future.
"Could it be that I am really a stranger?" muttered secretly in his heart, Liao Xiaoliu looked at Ning Xuanting in front of him, guessing whether Ning Xuanting would be a member of the country.
Could it be like some of the dragon group members in the novel? Is the purpose of coming here to draw themselves into the gang?
Think about the dragon group in the novel, that's a bullish coax! It can be said that one day enters, it will definitely soar.
As soon as he thought of this, Liao Xiaoliu put away the hara on his lips, and admitted directly without thinking about it.
"That's right, I'm the one you're looking for. ”
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, Liao Xiaoliu felt a wind coming, and he didn't give him any chance to react at all, his chest hurt, and the person flew out backwards directly.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Liao Xiaoliu leaned against the wall and slowly climbed up, looking at the beautiful shadow in front of him, he roared angrily, "What are you doing here?"
"All the Adepts must die!"
A cold voice came from afar.
Liao Xiaoliu could feel the killing intent contained in this voice, and while he shivered, he also calmed down.
If one submits to anger, what is visible becomes invisible.
He could clearly feel the emotions in Ning Xuanting's heart, which seemed to be cold ice for eternity on the surface, but his heart was already on fire, and it was out of control.
If he was hit by Ning Xuanting's fist again, Liao Xiaoliu felt that he was really not far from death.
But for the sake of today's plan, he can't think of any way to escape.
The disparity in strength between the two is too great, even if one party is emotionally out of control, the gap in the middle is not something that can be repaired by brain power.
Watching Ning Xuanting approach step by step, Liao Xiaoliu had no way to retreat at the moment, cold sweat soaked his shoulders, and the pain in his chest couldn't hide the fear in his heart at all.
At this critical moment.
On the third floor of the teaching building, there was a sudden burst of earth-shattering howls of ghosts and gods.
"Hey, I'm a little ...... Birds!"