The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Everything is going smooth.

When Song Jingting pulled the girl to the bus belonging to Class 1, the blood-marked spider was still more than fifty meters away from them.

Lin Chen and others who were running in the front had already got on the car, leaving only them and Li Xianchuan and his men.

After getting in the car, Wei Mingyu still sat in front of the window, and Song Jingting sat next to her.

The girl could see Li Xianchuan's frightened and distorted face through the window without glass. His handsome face, which once made people feel fond of him, was now covered with snot and tears, making him look disgusting.

The lackey following behind him looked equally miserable, with large stains of blood on his clothes, red marks dotted across his face, and white streaks left by turbid tears.

Perhaps because it saw that people were about to run away, the blood-veined spider chasing behind let out a creepy and strange howl.

The young man sitting next to Wei Mingyu subconsciously held her hand tightly, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

The next second, a blood-marked spider as big as a truck emerged from the bamboo forest.

The fist-sized red eyes on its head blinked, and then it looked quietly at the crowd in the distance without moving, and even tilted its head with a curious look.

If it weren't so big and the black fur on its body wasn't so scary, it might be called cute.

But now no one finds it cute, and the people who are running for their lives frantically wish they had two more legs.

Just when people were rejoicing that it did not move, the horrific blood-marked spider suddenly jumped up on the spot, its body as light as a piece of paper, passing through the crowd and landing lightly next to the bus.

Wei Mingyu, who was sitting by the window, could even see the fine gray scales on its body, overlapping one another, like exquisite exhibits in a museum.

"Ah! Monster! Drive quickly--" the people in the bus screamed frantically.

The blood-marked spider standing nearby seemed to think they were a bit noisy, and its spider legs, thicker than door panels, flew through the air, aiming for the bus they were riding on.

Song Jingting jumped out of the window to protect the girl and survived, but the person sitting in the middle was not so lucky. When the hairy and sharp spider legs fell, the bus and the people on it were cut in half.

Lin Chen's team just happened to escape the disaster by sitting in the front of the bus. When they crawled out, they immediately got on the second class bus in front.

At this moment, everyone wanted to get away from this horrible blood-marked spider immediately.

The boy sitting in the driver's seat started the engine with his legs shaking and wanted to leave immediately, but was stopped by Lin Chen.

"Wei Mingyu, run, get in the car!"

Song Jingting grabbed the girl's wrist, pursed his lips and ran with her without saying a word.

They were not far away, and soon ran to the door of the car. Just as they were about to get in,

"roll!"

Li Xianchuan, with a runny nose, just arrived. He looked at the two people holding hands and blocking their way in front of him. Red bloodshot eyes flickered and resentment emerged. The ice cones that had been condensed in his hands pressed hard on the pair of clasped hands. Song Jingting and Wei Mingyu both froze for a moment.

The next second, Li Xianchuan pulled the girl away and pushed her behind him. He bumped into Song Jingting and fell into the car with him.

The blood-marked spider as big as a truck was attracted by the movement here. Its scarlet spider eyes turned to look over here, and a cold and weird feeling enveloped everyone.

The boy sitting in the driver's seat, who was already extremely frightened, ignored everything and stepped on the accelerator, and the bus, which was in the starting state, flew out directly.

On the other side, the girl who was pushed out lay on the ground, her face blank and her arms and legs feeling dull pain.

Wei Mingyu had no idea that this had happened, because her original body should have died at the feet of mutant insects long ago, so she had no memory of what happened afterwards.

When Li Xianchuan pushed her out again, she was completely unprepared.

Or it can't be prevented.

This body was short-lived to begin with, and it had only been in a neither good nor bad state since she came in. In addition, the heavenly sound in her throat made her burden even heavier, and she was completely unable to avoid this push and pull.

Seeing the bus running away, the large blood-marked spider did not chase after it. It lowered its huge head and opened its sharp white fangs, as if it wanted to taste the sweetness of the girl.

"I don't think you want to eat." Wei Mingyu was not afraid at all. Now that there was no one around, she didn't need to pretend anymore.

The words that uttered from the girl's lips were like a fresh breeze that blew away the morning mist, and the monster's instinctive desire to devour was suppressed.

The large blood-marked spider stopped, tilted its head, and stared at the girl in front of it with its blood-red eyes.

There was some confusion in her big round eyes, as if she didn't understand why she was so weak.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Wei Mingyu wanted to raise his hand to cover his mouth, but his arm was too painful to lift.

A trickle of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, flowed along her jaw onto the dusty white shirt, creating a bright color.

The blood-marked spider was startled by her cough and took two steps back.

After waiting for a while and finding that the girl had her eyes closed and did not speak, the blood-veined spider spit out a roll of white spider silk from its tail to wrap her up, and raised its front two spider legs high to carry her towards the bamboo forest.

Not long after the spider and the man left, a stumbling figure came running down the road in the distance.

That person was Song Jingting who was supposed to be in the car.

When the young man, whose clothes were tattered and bloodstained, saw a pool of blood on the ground at the entrance of the village, his pupils suddenly shrank and panic surged out of his heart.

After Song Jingting was pushed into the car door by Li Xianchuan, he wanted to push the other person away and jump out of the car.

Who knew that Li Xianchuan saw through his intention and condensed ice cones one after another to stop his movements.

"She's dead, no one can save her!"

"Neither can you!"

"Get out of here!" The handsome young man who was frozen in place growled, golden-red divine fire burning in his eyes. The scorching and terrifying energy crushed out and burned away the coldness.

Song Jingting, who broke free from his control, punched Li Xianchuan in the chest without mercy, and the golden and red energy flowed along his fist and hit him hard.

"puff!"

Although Li Xianchuan had awakened his ice ability, he was no match for Song Jingting. He couldn't see clearly when the fist came at him and was knocked away, hitting the back seat of the bus hard, breaking several ribs in his chest.

What’s more important is that the opponent’s terrifying energy that can burn everything is still burning his flesh and blood.

The students around him all smelled the burnt odor on Li Xianchuan's body and felt nauseous for a moment.

When they looked at the young man who caused this tragedy, the fear and disgust in their eyes were revealed without any concealment.

Faced with unknown and terrifying mutant beasts, they prefer to bully their own kind.

After Song Jingting punched Li Xianchuan away, his face turned pale, and the cold energy hidden in his body came out and corroded his mind. That was his negative emotion.

Whenever he couldn't bear the energy of the godhead and turned into a monster, it was these emotions that controlled his body.

Although Li Xianchuan was not killed, he did not stay for long and jumped out of the bus.

"Song Jingting!"

Lin Chen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shouted subconsciously.

After the boy jumped out of the car, he ran in the opposite direction without stopping.

Lin Chen, who had been looking at him, lowered his head dejectedly. Knowing that he was going to die, he could not make the same choice as Song Jingting.