The footsteps in the corridor on the first floor stopped.

The two black-robed men walking in it raised their heads and looked alertly at the staircase on the second floor.

There, Bai Jingxuan lay motionless on the ground, like a shrunken turtle and didn't want to get up.

Although she also knew that it was useless, whether she pretended to be dead or pretended not to know, there was no way to change the fact that she had been exposed. But it was still a little difficult for her to accept the failure to escape in such a form.

It is too inappropriate to suddenly relapse at such a time.

She was suffering from a congenital disease that could not be diagnosed in a hospital, the cause of which was unknown, and there was no case like her on the family genealogy, but it happened to her alone.

The clinical manifestation of this disease is that the limb muscles suddenly lose control, accompanied by weakness, as if they were partially paralyzed. Different from epilepsy in the traditional sense, Bai Jingxuan's mind is awake in this process, and she can normally perceive changes in time and the external environment.

Seizures are irregular, and there is nothing known about medications to alleviate them. The only good news is that the onset of this condition usually affects only skeletal muscles and usually lasts for a few minutes; Bai Jingxuan remembers hearing the nurse say that if a similar condition affects the heart muscle, she may not be able to live now.

And at present, having an attack at such a juncture, no matter which part of the body is affected, it makes no difference to Bai Jingxuan.

The two black-robed men who heard the voice had already walked up the stairs and saw her lying on the steps.

She even saw a black-robed man pull out something like a communication device and begin to report his findings to someone.

She tried to get up and continue to escape, but the effects of the disease were obviously not over yet, and it would take at least a few minutes for her leg to regain control.

She tried to crawl with her hands propped up, but she couldn't be faster than two able-bodied humans.

I'm probably hopeless.,It shouldn't be a good thing to be found by these people.,It's just a pity that I haven't become a magical girl yet.。

Bai Jingxuan thought to herself.

No longer struggling, she closed her eyes and accepted her fate.

Then, a pair of hands passed under her armpits and lifted her high.

Immediately afterward, she felt her body sideways, as if someone had resisted her shoulder.

"It's not time to give up yet!"

There was a trembling call in my ears.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the corridor retreating at a rapid pace, and the two black-robed men running and chasing in the distance.

Didn't you get caught by them?

Bai Jingxuan was a little stunned for a while, and she couldn't figure out the situation she was in, so she had to try to turn her head and look at the person who was carrying her. And even if she could only see the back of her head, the vaguely recognizable figure still made her recognize who the other party was.

"Uncle Tian?"

It was a male nurse named Tian Sheng, although he was not responsible for taking care of himself on weekdays, but the two had some dealings on weekdays, so they were relatively familiar with each other.

It's just that where did he come from, and why is he running away with himself?

She didn't ask the question, so Tian Sheng wouldn't know what she was thinking. But I don't know if it's a coincidence, the current Tian Sheng happens to be thinking about it:

Why are you running away with this child? Why did you come out of that utility room?

Isn't it good to hide inside and wait for rescue? Do you have to come out and find death?

He knew Bai Jingxuan, and he also knew what happened to this child, and he did have a certain sympathy for him. But this level of compassion was far from risking his life.

It was only when he hid in the utility room and saw the child lying down the stairs, motionless as if he wanted to die, that his feet moved first.

He pushed open the door that had been hidden and rushed forward in great stride.

He carried the girl on his shoulders before the terrorists caught her, and then, running down the corridor on the second floor.

Facing Tian Sheng who suddenly appeared, the black-robed people were only stunned for a moment, and then they took steps one after another, and followed without hesitation, and the two groups of people started a chase battle in the corridor.

Tian Sheng is not an athlete, and his running speed is not outstanding compared to ordinary adult men, and he is in a weak and passive position in the chase.

The black-robed people who followed were different, they were obviously well-trained and ran faster than Tian Sheng, so even if they started late, the distance between the two was constantly shortening.

What's even more dangerous is that when Tian Sheng looked behind him slightly, he found that a purple-black glimmer flashed in the hands of the black-robed man.

- That's a precursor to the use of the technique.

It seems that there is no way to drag it out, he thought to himself.

"Hold on, I won't have time to turn back and save you if you fall again!"

Ignoring the girl's confused cries, he commanded aloud. Then he let go of the hand that was holding Bai Jingxuan's shirt, and instead clamped his calf in the crook of his arm, and took out two square objects like dice from his breast pocket.

This is the medium of the technique he has prepared.

For an ordinary magician, if he wants to study and master the technique, he needs several basic elements are magic, soul, and medium.

Mana is the energy source of the spell, and it is only by stimulating and supplying the mana to activate the spell burning that the spell can have an effect.

The soul is the means of manipulation of the technique, and relying on the guidance of the soul to ensure the stability and direction of the technique, so that the final effect of the technique can meet your needs.

The medium is the center of the operation, and the magic makes it rely on the materials collected in advance, spend a lot of magic, material resources and time to depict the burning of the technique, and integrate the final result into a small device.

To use the analogy of modern thermal weapons, magic is a bullet, a soul is a hand, and a medium is a firearm. Use your hand to pull the trigger of the firearm to shoot the bullet and cause damage.

It's just that for magicians, their media are painstakingly burned by their own magic, so they have a high consistency with their own magic fluctuations, and they can't be used by outsiders.

The medium also has its durability, and as it is used more often, the efficiency of the release technique becomes less and less, and eventually it is scrapped and cannot be used.

When that day comes, the magician will have to make the medium for this technique again.

This also leads to the fact that in modern society, the overall number of magic magicians is not large, after all, if you want to engage in the study of magic, you must have a relatively extraordinary magical talent, and the magic in most ordinary people is too weak; Second, they must have a high level of education and be able to learn complex theories of magic; Third, there must be corresponding channels to contact the knowledge of magic; On top of that, it would be too difficult to have enough financial resources to purchase the magic materials used to make the medium.

Eventually, many of the magic tricks that struggle to make ends meet have to go down the path of crime.

Tian Sheng thought to himself that he was a good law-abiding citizen, and the money he used to buy materials was all earned by his hard work, so his progress was relatively slow, and he was only able to enter the threshold of a snooper.

The three stages of the magic envoy's strength, snooping, contacting, and controlling, he is the rookie who is the most rookie.

If he wants to fight hard with the terrorists behind him, all he can do is delay a little longer.

And right now, he took out his own technique medium, and he wanted to use a technique that a rookie could also master—the magic barrier.