Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Lezhuo swallowed unconsciously and recalled the scene of being tortured and killed by a man. The overwhelming power made him unable to resist at all. He just wished that he could kill him directly and easily, so that he could be freed...

Luo Chun watched Wu Ying stop her movements, and suddenly retreated to Qi Yan's side. He stared at the man who was getting closer and asked, "Where is Mo Yuyin?"

Qi Yan took out his notebook and checked it, and responded indifferently: "The information is still there, he is not dead. He is probably restrained by someone and cannot come here."

Luo Chun frowned and looked at the school doctor who was entangled with Le Zhuo and fighting as if having fun with him. He also looked at Wu Ying not far away who looked like a mad dog with a weird immortal body, and He who was blocking the way with terrifying power. , the man in white kept approaching, gripping the handle of the knife extremely irritably.

Qi Yan clasped his hands together and murmured with compassion: "There is really no other way but to trouble them."

Luo Chun's pupils shrank and he opened his mouth to speak, but when he caught a glimpse of Wu Ying's sudden movement, he immediately raised his sword horizontally to resist. Unexpectedly, Wu Ying's target was not him at all. She actually skipped him and rushed towards the man in front!

"Si Bai!" Wu Ying held the dagger in her hand, and at an incredible speed, it turned into a black line, rolled up pieces of cherry blossoms, and flew out suddenly.

The chairman ignored her figure and looked at the dull-looking young man held in the arms of the school doctor, frowning slightly.

He slowly raised his hand, pointed it at Wu Ying, then patted her gently and said indifferently: "You are a bit of an eyesore."

Wu Ying's movements suddenly stopped, but her body continued to move forward, making a heart-breaking sound of bones breaking as if she could not withstand the huge impact.

Immediately afterwards, she flew out quickly, like a pile of meat, with sparse drops of blood.

"Bang~"

Wu Ying's body was twisted and she was lying on the ground lifelessly. But even though her whole body was shattered and fractured, she could still maintain consciousness and could clearly feel signs that her body was slowly repairing itself...

The painful splicing and the itching all over her body were so uncomfortable that she couldn't help but fall into madness.

"Crack..."

Her limbs stiffened and twisted. When her neck regained feeling, she immediately raised her head and stared at the chairman who was getting closer and closer through the blood-red field of vision.

The chairman looked at her embarrassed look, his eyes were sad, and he said lightly: "What a pity."

Wu Ying's pupils shrank suddenly, her eyeballs were bloodshot, and she stared at him with hatred. She opened her mouth to speak, but her throat was hoarse and painful, and she could not utter any words.

The chairman waved his hand, and the black mist instantly covered her, wrapping her up. For a moment, it shrank back behind the chairman, seeming to swallow her completely without leaving any trace.

Luo Chun swallowed unconsciously, and the fingertips holding the handle of the knife trembled slightly. He pretended to be calm and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Are you fighting among yourself? Isn't it too cruel?"

The chairman raised his eyes, his golden eyes shining like the dazzling sun: "Internal strife? This is just recycling - even if it's just some waste that has lost its value."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Luo Chun sneered, "You are really heartless."

The chairman frowned and stared at the school doctor who had returned to his cautious look.

The school doctor was stunned and knocked Lezhuo away with one palm. After seeing him being caught by Luo Chun and standing still, he silently stopped and looked into those golden eyes: "What do you want to do?"

The chairman paused and glanced at Song Nan who was stumbling forward in his arms. He felt a little helpless and said, "Let him go. Being in this state all the time is still a big burden on his body."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was surprised except Song Nan who lost his consciousness.

"Are you serious?" The school doctor paused, held Song Nan's fingertips and trembled slightly, and asked again.

Qi Yan was obviously in disbelief. He picked up the notebook and wrote something, and then said in surprise: "There was no joke in his words."

Hearing this, Luo Chun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not relax his vigilance and kept a close eye on their movements. Le Zhuo exclaimed softly and took back the ball in his hand with joy.

The school doctor frowned and carefully observed the chairman's expression. After a moment, he sighed softly and slowly let go of Song Nan.

Because Song Nan didn't stop him, his steps were messed up and he couldn't help but stumble forward. If the people behind him hadn't grabbed his hand and straightened him up, he might have fallen to the ground regardless. Get up again and walk forward.

His steps stopped for a moment, his eyes widened slightly, and then he continued to walk forward slowly but cautiously.

The slender arm pulled away from the pale fingertips, and the frail young man slowly walked towards the strange black formation under everyone's gaze.

Qi Yan clasped his hands together and muttered something. Immediately, the letter tattoo on his cheek began to slowly squirm, and gradually evolved into strange and complicated characters, covering his entire face.

At the same time, the formation under his feet suddenly burst out with intense light, and then, the silver-white chains with spike-like tops slowly floated out of the formation.

Qi Yan closed his eyes and stretched out his arms like a sacrifice: "I am willing to dedicate my life to you and pray that you can fulfill my companion's wish."

"laugh!"

The moment he finished speaking, the chain wrapped around his body, and the sharp spikes at the top pierced his heart. The next second, the chain moved, winding upward like a snake, imprisoning his neck, and then tightened it hard, Before anyone could react, he was instantly smashed into pieces.

Pieces of meat and blood were scattered everywhere, hitting Lezhuo who was stunned in place.

Luo Chun came to his senses first and dodged. When he saw Le Zhuo's appearance, he immediately reached out to hook his back collar and fished him out of the array: "If you don't want to die, don't get his blood."

Lezhuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart could not stop beating wildly. He stared at the scarlet formation that slowly swallowed up the flesh and blood: "Why did he do this?"

Luo Chun let go of him and looked indifferent: "This is just a shortcut to summon the 'gods'. He has part of the power of the 'gods', and is more suitable to be a sacrifice than the NPCs here."

"Don't worry, he is not so righteous. There must be a way to 'survive'."

Le Zhuo pouted, patted his sleeves, looked at Song Nan who had walked into the formation, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled wickedly: "Do you think this NPC will be like Qi Yan? Pfft. Was he chopped into pieces?"

Luo Chun frowned, raised his knife to resist the sudden scalpel, and responded calmly: "Can't be sure."

Lezhuo tilted his head, threw small balls one after another, and watched as the small balls exploded. The purple tentacles carried the mist and poured out crazily, trapping Song Nan's body mercilessly.

A silver trident slowly appeared in his hand, but this trident was more like a harpoon with three spikes connected to an iron rod.

Lezhuo chuckled slightly crazily, holding the trident, walked to the edge of the formation, and slowly pressed the tip of the spike to Song Nan's neck. He caught a glimpse of the blood that overflowed with just a slight touch, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes in pleasure: "Sure enough, such a fragile body is perfect for abuse~"

Luo Chun frowned, resisted the incoming scalpel again, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why can't there be a normal person?"

As he spoke, he watched Song Nan, whose pupils gradually regained their brightness and fell into panic, actually felt that only a weak person like him was the most normal person...

Song Nan's pupils swayed slightly, and he frowned unconsciously as he felt the gradually tightening shackles on his body and the stinging pain in his neck.

'The system completely removes the negative effects of the illusion and activates the divine favor. '

[Ding--Negative effect: confusion (removed), passive buff: Divine Familiar has been removed from the shield. 】

"boom!"

The moment "God's Familiar" recovered, the formation quietly floated up and hung above Song Nan's head. At the same time, countless silver chains sprang out from it, shattering the tentacles on his body, and also wrapped around the trident. Through the trident, Attacked Luzhuo fiercely.

"what!"