Chapter Forty-Eight: The Long Overdue Guard
Before infiltrating the First University plane, Nikita imagined many scenarios in which he would be discovered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
For example, I accidentally triggered the demon alarm device on the special plane and was surrounded by the escorts who rushed to hear the news, for example, I met my college classmates on the special plane and had to hurt my black hand, and for example, I happened to 'accidentally' board an old immortal wizard on the plane, and carried myself back to the black prison like a chicken.
For each scenario, she prepared several different responses.
The only thing she didn't expect was her flawless lurking, ruined by a new student.
She squinted and looked at Zheng Qing.
Perhaps this breath that can arouse the restlessness of one's demon blood can slightly deal with some captains' reproaches and alleviate some of the punishment for failure.
The corners of the banshee's mouth curled slightly.
She raised a finger and threw out four or five ropes out of thin air, binding them towards Zheng Qing, who had fainted on the floor.
"Stop her!" A burst of shouts sounded, and the red-faced boy not far away rushed out, like a cannonball, and smashed in front of Zheng Qing. The heavy sound of landing made the plane tremble.
Two ropes scurried right in front of him.
The red-faced boy raised his fist and slammed it on the rope, making a sound of gold and iron. The two ropes hissed and howled, and fell limply to the floor.
Xiao Xiao stood beside Zheng Qing, silently took out a piece of quaint tortoise shell, and recited a spell. The runes on the tortoise shell flowed, and a faint golden film of light came out of the armor, protecting the two of them.
The ropes that came from a distance pierced the golden light film, making a piercing drilling sound.
In the cafeteria, the other freshmen covered their ears and looked blankly at the rapidly intensifying scene, for some reason, the two people who were still fighting each other three minutes ago suddenly joined hands to challenge the banshee.
Zheng Qing covered his forehead, woken up by the noise of drilling.
His eyes were blank, staring blankly at the twisted golden chandelier on the ceiling.
Some fragments of the time before passing out flashed through my mind.
Special planes, elves, flight attendants, banshees.
His eyes widened, his teeth gritted, and he struggled to get up.
"Awake?" Xiao Xiao stood in front of him, his voice looking tired.
"It's all right. Zheng Qing's voice was hoarse and low, and he grabbed a stack of yellow paper talismans from the ash bag.
"No one was hurt except you. Xiao Xiao's hands holding the tortoise shell were trembling, but his voice was very steady: "It's just that we are in big trouble." ”
After saying that, he let go of his hands and sat on the ground with his buttocks.
After a few flickering moments, the film of light that enveloped the two of them shattered, turned into golden lights, and fell back on top of the tortoiseshell.
The quaint tortoise shell spun slowly in the air twice before falling off.
The three ropes that were originally drilled with light film just paused, and then fiercely pierced the two of them again.
Zheng Qing understood.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Xiao Xiao.
With a wave of his hand, the pile of yellow paper talismans floated up one after another, like a big net, covering the three attacking ropes.
Without a sound, the three ropes were covered with yellow paper charms and fell straight to the floor with a thumping sound.
The smile on Nikita's lips faded.
The red glow in her eyes slowly lit up.
"I seem to be a little too kind. ”
"Maybe you should be shown how the real Lich handles fresh ingredients. ”
The banshee's voice was still sweet, and her words were still playful, but the meaning contained in it made all the new students shudder.
Her jet-black hair fluttered in the air, and the banshee's eyes were red.
Heavy pressure has returned to the restaurant.
The cutlery clanged under the terrifying aura, and the tables and chairs creaked and groaned. The pets shrank their heads into their owners' arms and shivered, and the guardian charms on the newborns burst back into brilliant light.
Xiao Xiao sat on the ground and once again held up the quaint tortoise shell.
The pale golden shimmer with a reassuring sheen, keeping out the terrifying power of the banshee.
Zheng Qing stretched out his hand and dragged the red-faced boy outside the mask in.
The red-faced boy sat on the ground, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Xiao angrily: "Why didn't you make a move before!"
Zheng Qing knew that he was referring to what Xiao Xiao tried his best to stop when he called on everyone to resist before.
"Because she didn't do it. Xiao Xiao leaned on the back of the sofa, and her voice was a little weakly deformed under this pressure.
"Why do you do it again now!"
"Because they're coming. Xiao Xiao tilted his head to the door of the restaurant, as if relieved.
Zheng Qing and the red-faced boy turned their heads at the same time and looked at the door of the restaurant.
The door to the restaurant remained closed.
It's just that under the shadow of the wine kitchen on the left side of the door, a vague figure appeared.
"I was still wondering which big guy was so faceless. A lazy voice rang out from behind the U-shaped bar, and a young man with a decadent face and bare skin studded with brass nails and iron rings slowly stepped out of the shadow of the kitchen.
The heavy pressure in the restaurant was quietly dissolved.
He walked over to the bar, picked up a few pieces of crushed ice from the ice bucket, and tossed them into his glass.
As if feeling the happy eyes around him, he raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at the banshee not far away: "I didn't expect it to be just a little goblin scattering wild...... Sure enough, boring life is boring everywhere. ”
The banshee tilted her head and looked at the young man who had suddenly appeared, a look of surprise in her eyes.
The young man with a face full of thumbtacks shook his wine glass, seeming more interested in the liquid in the glass. He lowered his head and muttered, "Did your elders send you here to read the war book?"
"Probably not. A gentle voice sounded beside Zheng Qing, and he said, "This kind of thing is not something that a little lich who has not yet entered the wanted list can bear. By the way, I want a margarita with a little more lemon. Don't you want something, Victor?"
Zheng Qing turned his head vigorously and almost broke his neck.
It was a young voice, but his hair was a little gray.
Unlike the punk-clad young man, the figure was shrouded in a wide robe. The robe stretched upwards from his feet, the high collar firmly covering the tip of his nose, and Zheng Qing's blurred vision could only see his smooth forehead and the somewhat gray hair.
"Vodka, thank you. A deep voice sounded from the other direction.
Zheng Qingshun went to the prestige.
In the open space in front of the floor-to-ceiling window sat a tall, armoured man in armour. At the moment he was holding his head and staring at the banshee with his eyelids raised.
Next to him stood a tall, purple-haired woman.
"Respect your opponent!" the purple-haired woman's voice was beautiful, but also cold, "Even if the opponent is a banshee who can only scare children." Also, no alcohol is allowed during the mission, Hilda. ”
"The shackles of Bai Ding," muttered a lazy voice behind the bar, "I'm not drinking wine, it's the atmosphere." ”