After the same name as the Abyss Lord

The dark red blood dripped down, winding like a brook on the ground.

The knife that stabbed Mo Fei finally reached his own throat, parallel to his neck, and pierced upwards into his brain.

The boy fell straight on the ground, twitching, his grinning eyes wide open, looking at Mo Fei blankly.

Mo Fei held his hand holding the knife, tilted his head and looked straight at him with dark eyes: "Now, you have learned how to use a knife."

After wiping his finger, the paper towel fell to the ground, soaking in a pool of blood.

The person who stood up let out an extremely empty and boring sigh, bored and lost interest, and walked out of the classroom.

Ye Zun walked out of the classroom but did not see Chen Qianqian, and he didn't know which direction to go.

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Mo Fei and find a direction to leave. He hesitated for a while, thinking that if the boy inside was left alone, he wondered if he would be lured by Mo Fei again to do something dangerous.

This person is real, he can find angles and ways to use anyone, and it is absolutely impossible to leave him alone.

After hesitating, he saw Mo Fei walking out from inside.

Seeing his empty hands, Ye Zun breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, pursed his lips and said cautiously, "How is that person inside?"

Mo Fei frowned and looked at him regretfully: "That guy is really stubborn, how can you tell him not to slash your girlfriend's face with a knife, and if the other party doesn't like you, of course you have to find a way to impress the other party by being attractive. Or just try to become a look that the other party will like, how can you just think about doing such a rude and disrespectful thing? You say so."

Ye Zun nodded, thinking that he can still communicate when he is normal, or that although he has done terrible things in some aspects, it should be stimulated and influenced by the Demon God's Amusement Park, and his cognition is still a normal person, nothing Primary antisocial personality.

Mo Fei's eyes were clear and innocent: "At first, I thought it was a person with a common language who could talk, so I wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to think, and he said something strange and extreme, and snatched it from me. Because I couldn’t kill me, I stabbed myself in the neck, almost spattering my whole body with blood. To tell you the truth, I’m a bit of a clean freak, and I can’t bear the smell of blood, and I feel a little weak now.”

His drooping brows and eyes were slightly sleepy and tired, and he seemed to be a little stimulated, and his complexion was a little pale.

In the classroom, the boy fell on the ground with two knives stuck in his neck.

One sticks to the neck and is inserted straight into the brain, and the other is inserted vertically into the neck. The two knives intersect to form a beautiful and perfect cross.

Outside the classroom, Mo Fei's voice said: "Because it's pierced upwards into the brain like this, the scene will be a bit disgusting, do you want to take a look? I almost threw up just now."

Ye Zun stood at the door and took a look in, and saw the boy lying on his side on the ground, with red and white blood, just one glance made his face turn pale and his throat regurgitate.

"Forget it." Ye Zun walked forward.

It is uncertain whether the murderer who appears in this weird space is a human or a ghost. He does not have enough sympathy to care about the life and death of such a person.

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, followed him, and asked with concern: "The blood on your head, is the injury serious? How about helping you treat the wound?"

"No need." This was smashed by a ghost with a folding chair at the wedding.

Ye Zun's head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't help regurgitating acid, which may be related to the shock of being hit on his head, but between life and death, he didn't have time to deal with it, and the people around him couldn't let him feel at ease to expose his injuries relation.

More than half of the reason why he and Mo Fei went together was that Ye Zun wanted to prevent the other party from making troubles where he could not see.

Mo Fei nodded, the corners of his lips raised slightly, noncommittal.

Chen Qianqian was missing, and Ye Zun didn't dare to go into the Taolin again. He knew that this place was also very abnormal, but he still walked along the cherry blossom avenue for half a long way towards the dormitory area.

The cool wind blew past, misty flowers covered the sight, and the teaching buildings beside the road looked like giant monsters, entrenched and peeping at them.

Screams came from the nearby teaching building, and the girl's tragic voice was heart-shattering.

Ye Zun froze for a moment, then ran towards the teaching area on the right without hesitation.

"Really, there is too much sympathy." It was obviously a complaint, but it was said with a smile, as if there was nothing to do with the other party, and he thought the other party was so cute.

Mo Fei raised his foot and followed unhurriedly, Ye Zun had already disappeared on the first dark floor.

In order to prevent moisture, the first floor of the building here is empty, as dark as an underground parking lot, and the second floor is the classroom on the first floor. No matter how you look at it, it is very suitable for some dark and scary stories.

Ye Zun ran up, only to hear the sound of Dun Dun Dun's footsteps running fast, but he couldn't confirm which floor it came from.

"Where are you? Come out, don't you like the gift I gave you? Baby."

Fei'er, who was hiding in the laboratory, was trembling all over, not daring to make a sound.

When the sulfuric acid was splashed head-on, she covered her face with her coat and the back of her hands. Although she did not cause extensive damage, she could clearly feel a few stars splashed on her face, which was burning and painful, and she was not sure if it would disfigure her face.

Her legs were limp and trembling, and more acid had eaten away at her clothes, which she took off as she fled.

The sink was right next to it. For safety's sake, she should stand up and wash the wound quickly with a lot of running water, but she didn't dare to move.

That person caught up and was looking for her.

The sulfuric acid didn't disfigure her, and it's unknown what that person will do.

Will he kill her, or will he splash her again?

It was horrible.

Fei'er remembered that she was walking arm in arm with two other girls, but in the blink of an eye, only herself was left beside her.

She was brainwashed like a fool, tampered with her memory, and took a stranger as her boyfriend.

But there are two such strangers, and both of them say that the other person is a bad person and they are good people.

She discovered the abnormality of the fake boyfriend, so she trusted another warning person with confidence. Who knew that the other person had no good intentions as soon as the crisis was resolved.

"They're all lunatics!" She felt that if she left here alive, she would never dare to fall in love again for the rest of her life.

A man who looks like a dog, one has delusions of being green, as long as she talks to the opposite sex, she feels that she is cheating, and violently touches her; Himself is his property.

With sulfuric acid in his pocket at all times, I don't know how many girls' faces have been ruined.

"Scum, bastard! He deserves to be unloved all his life!" She was not only afraid, but also angry. If there was any chance of retaliation, she would fight them even to the death.

But those two people were obviously ghosts or not human beings. Even if she pushed them downstairs, they could crawl back to find her quickly.

The terrifying voice was approaching step by step, and the voice became more and more violent and anxious, cursing ugly words.

Mayfair's heartbeat was almost stagnant, and she kept thinking about how she would be killed and what kind of inhuman torture she would suffer before she died.

Just when she was so frightened that her mind went blank, someone else's voice suddenly sounded outside.

It was like the sound of glass breaking on the ground, cursing, and fists hitting flesh.

"Do you think you can kill me like this?"

"Is it really a ghost?"

Ye Zun grabbed the man's hair and pressed his face into the broken sulfuric acid bottle and acid solution on the ground.

The sizzling sound of corroded flesh came together with the man's screams.

"Are you perverted? It hurts, you bastard!" The man's voice sounded a little more perverted.

Ye Zun was relentless, and tried his best to press the glass shards and acid on the ground against his side face: "You should try this kind of pain yourself. Why do you treat others like this when you know it will hurt?"

Ye Zun was still wearing a black shirt, his shoulder was corroded by the splashed acid, and his flesh was bloody.

She suppressed the man with all her strength, but her whole body trembled slightly in pain.

Fei'er heard Ye Zun's voice outside the door, wiped her tears in surprise and wanted to run out to meet him, when she opened her lips to call out "Shen Yuan", Ye Zun's pseudonym, she saw Ye Zun standing not far behind. Mo Fei, who was closer to her.

Mo Fei stood there, slightly raised his chin, with gloomy brows and eyes, quietly looking at Ye Zun in front of him without blinking.

At this time, he turned his head to look at her, his dark and cold eyes did not conceal the danger in them, looking at her like looking at a dead thing.

Mayfair froze there, not daring to move.

Whispering: "I was injured again, so why do you always take risks for some irrelevant people? Obviously, I am also very scared. Aren't you going to run? I don't know what will happen."

Fei'er backed away, with alarm bells ringing all over his body, before his brain reacted, he ran away behind him in the opposite direction to Ye Zun without turning his head.

Ye Zun had no time to look at him, he pressed the man's head and beat him with punches.

After half of his face was melted by sulfuric acid, the man made a distorted sound that seemed to be crying or laughing, and his whole body was turned into a black mummy under Ye Zun's attack, weathered into dirt.

Sure enough, I was right, the only thing that can kill ghosts is the power of the same origin as ghosts.

For example, the sulfuric acid brought by this ghost, although it only corrodes the face, but because he wants to corrode the faces of other people, he will also be destroyed and disappear if the conditions for this kind of destruction are met.

Mo Fei frowned and stood in front of Ye Zun, watching him condescendingly, with a gloomy expression: "It's a serious injury, why do you want to do this? Do you like that woman?"

Ye Zun stood up staggeringly, breathing unsteadily in pain, and he himself didn't dare to look at the wound.

"I didn't do it for others, I did it for myself."

"This kind of ghost obviously only targets women and poses no threat to you, if you didn't come to him on your own initiative."

Ye Zun shook his head and walked in the direction of the laboratory, but he was so painful that he could hardly stand still, so he could only lean on the railing.

"That's not the case. When the strength is low, when you encounter ghosts that are not very scary, you have to face the fear directly. Only in this way can you accumulate experience step by step, find the law to deal with these ghosts, and most importantly. Gain the ability to resist inner fear. Only in this way can you become stronger. I thought you were the same."

Mo Fei's eyes became slightly softer: "Well, that's right."

Ye Zun stood up for a while, gathered a little bit of strength, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the laboratory with his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Turn on the faucet and quickly rinse the injury on the shoulder, and the throat keeps making painful gasps and trembling gasps.

His dizzy head throbbed in pain, and when Mo Fei pushed him to the test bench, he almost lost the strength to resist.

"What are you doing? Are you taking this opportunity to kill me?" He raised his absent-minded eyes, trying to intimidate the enemy who suddenly attacked, but his moist eyes couldn't even show basic lust.

Mo Fei held the scissors in his left hand and carefully sterilized them with alcohol. Hearing this, he smiled gently and looked down at him: "It's just treating the wound."

He raised his right hand and gently rubbed Ye Zun's hair.

"Hey, bear with it a little bit, it will be fine soon."

It is said that he has a cleanliness addiction and is sensitive to the smell of blood, but he has no resistance to stroking Ye Zun's hair that is hardened by blood.

Ye Zun closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at him quietly, not knowing what kind of person he was.

I don't know whether it was helplessness or trust, and I acquiesced to that person's actions.

Mo Fei's scissors carefully cut the clothes on his left shoulder, because of the acid corrosion, some of them had already stuck to the flesh, and Ye Zun's forehead and eyelashes were wet with cold sweat.

His eyes were distracted, his pale lips were pursed, the broken words of pain still overflowed, trembling like whimpering, his fingers tightly grasped the edge of the test bench, so hard that his fingertips turned white.

The man's movements were calm and quick, with almost no unnecessary movements, but he still couldn't avoid the painful reaction brought about by this cleaning process.

Soon the wounds were all exposed, and he carefully applied the potion on the trembling injured muscles with a cotton swab.

The lines of the young man's shoulders, neck and collarbone are perfect, even with this kind of injury, it doesn't lose the slightest sense of beauty, it just feels tragic and beautiful.

He applied the medicine very quickly, the flowing water in his hands was clean and smooth, he slightly lowered his head and lowered his eyes on the wound, the expression on his face was focused and calm, without any extra emotion, and finally wrapped the bandages round and round, gently and meticulously .

Ye Zun tilted his head slightly, his slender neck was tense, his Adam's apple was constantly undulating and sliding due to the unbearable pain, the disordered breath and the suspected painful crunch of the vocal cords were mixed with the suppressed slightly heavy breathing, and the body was constantly trembling .

Those bandaged hands have always been steady, but they are getting faster and faster, so fast that I don't know whether it is smooth and proficient, or the other party is also affected by Ye Zun.

The man who was calm until the last knot was tied, suddenly raised his right hand, and suddenly covered Ye Zun's wide open eyes.

The author has something to say: Demon Lord: I don’t like him because others get hurt, but I like watching him because I hurt