Chapter 206 The survival rate is almost zero
Just when the elevator door was about to close, Mu Daxian stretched out his hand.
Sensing an obstacle, the elevator door immediately bounced back.
Mu Daxian grabbed Mao Feiyang's hand and led him out of the elevator.
At this moment, Mao Feiyang was stunned by the angel sculpture. Fortunately, Mu Daxian pulled him out in time.
"Da, Daxian...in the electric elevator..." Mao Feiyang regained consciousness, stammered, his tongue was spinning in his mouth, and he couldn't pronounce a word clearly.
"It's over, I can fucking see it this time!" Mu Daxian cursed.
Mao Feiyang felt a chill in his heart. Mu Daxian said that it was okay, and it was okay. After saying that, the calf might actually be over...
It seemed that it was a mistake this time...
As if the angel sculpture was frightened, Mao Feiyang felt another pain from his cold and numb arm. When he looked down, he saw that the wound had torn a little more.
It was originally a vertical tear, like an eye opening in the arm, but now it was opened laterally, as if a big eyeball would really come out of the arm...
Scarlet blood seeped out of the wound, as if forming some strange pattern symbol, making him feel a faint pain.
Mu Daxian noticed this problem, glanced at his fluttering arms, and couldn't help but yelled: "Fuck me! "Judgment Mark"? ! damn it! damn it! Damn it..."
Mu Daxian slapped the fuck on his face, as if he wanted to say all the curse words he had never said in his life.
"I explained that we were together and didn't even attract His attention, but how come it attracted the attention of the lower angel sculpture? I didn't expect it was because of this thing!"
"He must have passed that road. Lamp, and then you were contaminated with His remaining aura when you fell over there!"
"Damn it, I'm just wondering why the state of that street lamp is so weird!"
"It looks like the canteen is in trouble too!"
Mu Daxian transformed into a great detective, connected the clues, and quickly pieced together a fact that was close to the truth.
"Originally you were fine, but you were accidentally injured! Blood is the easiest to absorb extraordinary characteristics, so you are contaminated!"
"Although it is just a wisp of His remaining aura, the personality is there after all!"
"So they are chasing after us!"< br/>
"They were chasing after His figure, but they were afraid of blaspheming Him, so they were delighted to see you, a "thing" contaminated with His breath..."
"What do they want to do...suck my blood?" Mao Feiyang shivered with fear, "How come the angel sculpture that we agreed on turned into a vampire?"
Looking at Mu Daxian's face that gradually darkened, Mao Feiyang felt guilty and wanted to cry, "Great Immortal, I...I, I didn't slip and get hurt on purpose..."
"Don't blame yourself, I don't mean to blame you at all." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder.
Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth: "That's not true, you can run away, I will lead them away by myself."
"Damn, what are you talking about?!" Mu Daxian quickly comforted, "I Is Mu Daxian this kind of person? "
"Although I often say 'leave you alone and run away', you know, I'm just bluffing you... Besides, when it comes down to it, it's me who took you that way."
"Thank you... thank you..." Mao Feiyang thanked him sincerely, but suddenly a bit of a bitch came out, and he couldn't help but sneered, "Isn't it because you can see the angel sculpture now, so it also means that you are "marked", so even if I really sacrifice, it will be useless, right?"
The corner of Mu Daxian’s mouth twitched fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about?"
Hawking that the good old brother would not give up, the desperate atmosphere was disturbed by himself. Mao Feiyang quickly shrunk his neck and stopped talking.
Lin Yi looked at it with embarrassment, but he knew Mao Feiyang. Mao Feiyang was more...he was a mouthful.
The key point is that he has an unusual mouth. When he talks, he often creates some embarrassing atmospheres. He is a bitch and a bitch. Therefore, he ranks second on Wei Shan's "The list of animals to be punished".
“Let’s go, change to the elevator!” Mu Daxian pulled Mao Feiyang and ran all the way.
He increased his speed a little, and the strong pulling force made Mao Feiyang frown, feeling as if his arm was about to be torn off.
At this time, the fog had already poured into the teaching building, and a turbid atmosphere filled the corridor. Suddenly, thunder tore through the night sky, and the whole world flickered into a pale picture again, casting the mottled shadows of the angel sculptures on the wall...
Soon the two came to the elevator at the other end of the first floor of Building A, and then decisively pressed the elevator button.
"Daxian, do you want to throw away the student commemorative coins?" Mao Feiyang asked aloud while waiting for the elevator.
"Don't throw it away, it's not time yet!" Mu Daxian gritted his teeth, "Wait until I confirm one thing first!"
"I've always been surprised that even if the angel sculpture wants to attack people, it should be directed at me and not you. Even when I was on the stairs, I always thought it was my problem."
"I didn't understand the reason until just now!"
"If it were me, the problem would be easier to solve, but their target is you!"
"Aren't you also the target now?" Mao Feiyang interjected weakly.
"I wouldn't have done it originally." Mu Daxian said angrily, but he didn't dwell on the topic because talking too much about it would affect his mood.
"I...I feel so weak, much more than before." Mao Feiyang's face looked a little pale.
"This is what happens when extraordinary power is sucked. It's normal. Don't be afraid." Mu Daxian comforted him more than once.
“Afraid of...?” Mao Feiyang was stunned.
At this time, the sky flashed a few times, and the pale light and shadow came to the shadow of another layer.
Five angel sculptures surrounded Mao Feiyang and Mu Daxian like crosses. At this moment, they no longer covered their faces with their hands, but tilted their bodies, stretched their necks, and put their heads to Mao Feiyang's side. They closed their eyes and widened their nostrils. Their faces were full of expressions of enjoyment after taking in the delicious food.
They bared their teeth and claws but did not touch Mao Feiyang's body. They sniffed Mao Feiyang's body cautiously, for fear of accidentally breaking Mao Feiyang.
Three thunder flashes are like three shutters of a camera. In the three freeze-frames reflected, Mao Feiyang is still, but the five angel sculptures change their movements four times. However, no matter which one they are, they all reveal a strange and extremely collapsed style. Just seeing it will make people feel creepy and their limbs cold.
The thunder dissipated, and there was silence all around. It seemed like there was nothing.
But Mao Feiyang knew that the five angel sculptures, which were normally invisible, were treating him as a perfume bottle, greedily absorbing the extraordinary power from his body.
If this picture is like the seduction of Xiaoqian in A Chinese Ghost Story, then forget it, but it is the style of the old Black Mountain demon in Journey to the West who sucks people's yang energy.
Not only that, it is even more twisted, broken, and insane. The key point is - there are five fucking old Montenegro monsters!
No wonder Mao Feiyang could hold himself up and play parkour with Mu Daxian for two hours in the classroom, but now he feels as if his body has been hollowed out...
Who can bear this? !
When Elder Tang comes, he has to refuse three times in a row, right?
「唵——哐!」
The elevator door opened.
Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang looked into the elevator quietly for a second.
Then the two of them didn't bother to let out a single fart, and turned around and left with a tacit understanding. This set of small combos was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
The number of old monsters in Montenegro came to nine.
"Damn it, how bad it is..." Mu Daxian unleashed a new version of the foul language that he used today.
"What should we... do?" Mao Feiyang asked weakly.
"Why don't you... go to the elevator in Building B and have a look?" Mu Daxian said, and added in a low voice, "I just don't know if you can handle it..."
"I don't think I can handle it..."
"I think you can try it."
"You can't try this, it will be gone as soon as you try it."
"Are you sure?"
"How about I die on the spot for you to see?" After Mao Feiyang said this, he wanted to slap himself twice. His lips were the same as when he subconsciously wanted to see Him.
"There is one more move." Mu Daxian said solemnly.
"I know the Great Immortal, is it time to throw away student commemorative coins?" Mao Feiyang said, "Does this thing really have such a miraculous effect that it can even make angel sculptures?"
"Of course it can't be done." Mu Daxian shook his head and sighed, "The sculptures mentioned in the art student regulations, unless otherwise specified, refer to ordinary dummies, that is, humanoid sculptures."
"Ah? Why?"
"Because veteran art students have many ways to make sculptures, the Art Student Code is mainly for new art students like you. If you can't handle the dummy, throwing away the student commemorative coins and taking the elevator directly back to the city is the most brainless way." After living in the art building for a while, you will be able to master it. "
"After all, life is the best teacher."
"As for why we don't mention angel sculptures, because the survival rate of art students who encounter angel sculptures is almost..."
"Zero."
Mao Feiyang: "?!"
Mu Daxian's expression was both calm and gloomy, and his whole person exuded a calm aura. Of course, this was mainly because Mao Feiyang was the main force in resisting the soul siphoning of the nine angel sculptures...
If he could really survive this time, then the actual combat case of "I, the Half-Immortal Mao, Defend Nine Angels Alone" would be something to talk about before tea and after dinner.
"Here you go." Mu Daxian took out the student commemorative coin from his pocket and handed it to Mao Feiyang.
Mao Feiyang: "???"
"From now on, do as I say every step of the way." Mu Daxian said solemnly, "I'm going to show you some exciting things."
Lin Yi on the side glanced at the student commemorative coin in Mu Daxian's hand.
On the circular badge surrounded by thorns and vines, Mu Daxian’s art student number is imprinted: "Yue-X0210905182".
Mu Daxian did not deceive the class teacher -039, his art student number is really this.
In other words, he did enter the school in 2021 and has been at S City University for almost two years!
To be able to survive in such a place and still survive to such an extent, it doesn’t take much to think that Mu Daxian must have a lot of trump cards.
Mao Feiyang quickly took Mu Daxian's student commemorative coin.
"Put them together with yours, and then you press them on your wound. The blood they will absorb is almost as effective as washing with water."
"Okay." Mao Feiyang hurriedly followed suit, "Then what?"
"Then follow me and walk like this." Mu Daxian said in a deep voice, "Let's... go find Him!"
"How much do you trust me? Are you starting to relax?" Sweat broke out on Mu Daxian's forehead, "The protagonist of the novel is in danger. Apart from Hua Tiandu, the fateful villain who binds the protagonist, which other character have you seen who was born towards death?"
"Then let's...?"
"I'm just trying to make you bleed faster so that the student commemorative coins can be immersed."
“Huh?” Mao Feiyang was startled. He loosened his palms a little, and his eyes immediately darted in, as if trying to find a pin through every opening, and his pupils narrowed slightly.
I saw two student commemorative coins as if they were growing on the wound. At the edge of the student commemorative coins, countless blood threads extended out from his wounds like blood-red spider threads, piercing into the student commemorative coins like the roots of an old tree, and then continuously pumping blood into the student commemorative coins.
The student commemorative coin seemed to come alive, and even beat slightly, like...a heart!
If you look more carefully, you will find that it is not the blood from the wound that is flowing into the student coins, but the student coins adsorbed on the wound that are greedily sucking his blood.
Mao Feiyang felt his eyes darken, and said in his heart, "Fuck, there are two more old Montenegro monsters!"
If you can’t stand it, you have to stand it, you have to stand it to death!
"Just think of it as being a man seven times a night, hold on." Mu Daxian encouraged.
Mao Feiyang became energized when he heard this, but this energy was fleeting: "I would admit it to him if he was a man who met seven times in one night. Where is the girl?"
Mu Daxian took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I have been single for a long time, don't you think...those angel sculptures still have their charm?"
"You can just think of it as the Seven Hairs of the Void. "
"Brother... I'm just a talker, not a talker..."
At this time, the lightning flashed, and the nine angel sculptures flashed past like little piglets fighting for milk.
Mao Feiyang shivered for a while, feeling that he was really in a void that day. The angel sculpture...it was so twisted and twisted that it was hard to hang it down!
Gradually, Mao Feiyang felt that his heart was beating more powerfully than before.
It's really strange. He has obviously lost so much blood, why is he still like this? Is it a flashback at the end of a powerful battle? Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth, feeling increasingly unwilling.
It’s exactly 4016 words, Jie Jie Jie.
(End of this chapter)