not a monster

Chapter 292 Bold evildoer, majestic Tianlong!
After chatting for so long just now, the atmosphere was quite peaceful, but now that the boy was killing him with a knife, she realized it now.

They're not schoolboy outings, they're supernatural battles!
Suddenly it ignited!

In this situation, she almost asked, Great Sage, what do you want to do now? !But she was afraid that the other party would not be able to catch her.

How embarrassing.

Just leave her here alone, even if the two general teachers next to her are smiling kindly, she is still very fucking scared!
Wang Ruobing was in a hurry, and shouted at his back from a distance: "Hero! Then what should I do!?"

The young man who rushed out of the rainy night took out something from his own shadow, then waved his hand and made a backward move.

A small box quickly cut through the rain curtain and landed in front of them. Wang and the two teachers raised their spirits and leaned over to look down at what the boy threw at them.

"hiss--"

After seeing what it was, Wang Ruobing took a deep breath.

Our hero went out with a knife and shared a deck of cards with you.

The two corpses looked at each other.

Li Xuemin picked up the playing cards and frowned: "What does he mean..."

The female corpse next to him doubted: "This poker, could there be another mystery."

"But..." Wang Ruobing couldn't help but said, "This seems to be an ordinary deck of cards."

The two bodies fell silent.

Don't be silent!

Now she was scared when they talked, but when they didn't talk, Wang Ruobing realized that she was even more scared, and said quickly: "Maybe there is a big mystery in it!"

Teacher Li nodded: "It makes sense, I'll take it apart and have a look."

The three of them pondered together for a long time.

The cards are almost seen to be spent, and there is no mystery.

Wang Ruobing became more and more silent.

This card... a few of them are also dipped in chili oil.

She always felt that this was just a deck of ordinary playing cards.

The young man probably meant to let them play cards to pass the time.

Suddenly, a black shadow broke through the rain curtain and flew into the anatomy building. When it landed, there was a loud noise.

The two corpses were startled, and when they turned their heads to see that it was the young man, Wang Ruobing quickly asked, "Why are you back?"

The boy didn't look at her, turned his head away, and said calmly: "I was beaten back."

Good guy, the image of a master collapsed in an instant. Up until now, Wang Ruobing had always thought that this hero was Zhang Wuji, and no matter how bad he was, he would be Linghu Chong, but he didn't expect it to be Wei Xiaobao.

Feng Wuli explained: "Tonight's condition is not good."

If it’s okay, it’s okay, if it’s not, it’s not. It’s nothing to be in a bad state tonight.

Wang Ruobing didn't dare to say it out, she went to help the boy up, and couldn't help but said: "Why don't we wait for help honestly."

She didn't know why she started to appease the fighters. She hadn't been in a state all night. If the boy held a knife and saw two thousand lions in his eyes, then she saw two thousand ducks in her eyes. Quack Shouting has already become a mess.

Feng Wuli pondered for two seconds, shook his head and stood up again: "No, if I let her bring the ghost to reality..."

"What will happen?"

He looked solemn: "TV news and online reports."

That would be too much of an impact.

And his mother is outside, so it's not good to scare her, not to mention the kid who came out of Fengdu today, even if the ten kings of Hades come out, they have to behave themselves.

Wang Ruobing almost didn't choke, she just wanted to say this, the development of tonight has been beyond her expectation, she couldn't help but said: "I thought there would be heavy casualties or something."

"She thinks so, it's just..."

"only?"

The boy looked serious: "It's just that when I came, I brought my cat with me."

Wang Ruobing couldn't understand the cause and effect of these words at all, and saw the hero go out again.

In the wind and rain, the woman saw him at a glance.

This time she stopped singing and looked at Qifeng Wureason.

There is no need to kiss her thin lips, this world asks questions for her.

"Why stop me?"

Just as Feng Wuli was about to go up and give the old thing another stab, interrupting the opponent's spellcasting, he was suddenly stopped.

He thought for a while and said, "Let me think about it."

One person, one ancient corpse, separated by the rain curtain, the young man seemed to be really thinking about the answer to her question, sometimes frowning, sometimes lowering his head and touching his chin in thought, the ancient corpse saw that he was just delaying time, and raised his wrist——

Feng was unreasonable and helpless, and said: "Since you have spiritual wisdom, you know that if ghosts and monsters are pulled into the world, people will definitely suffer."

"I only take the blood of 10 people, and I promise to personally escort them back to the river of true spirits one by one, reincarnate, and bless the next life to be free from disease and disaster."

She looks easy to talk to, but she wants to kill 10 people just by opening her mouth, how could Feng Wuli agree.

He shook his head, indicating that there is no negotiating: "Cultivators pay attention to knowing their minds and seeing their nature, and they are not reserved. You can say this to show that you are also reasonable, but why are you deceiving yourself and others?"

The ancient corpse was silent for a long time before saying:
"I'm just trying to survive."

"People in the city don't want to die either."

"If you could survive by destroying an ant nest, what would you do?"

"I will bring a pot of hot water and pour it all over the ant nest."

The ancient corpse looked at the wind unreasonably.

Feng Wuli didn't feel that the other party was wrong from the beginning to the end, he was just answering the other party's question at the beginning, why did he stop her.

"But now you are the soup holder, and I am an ant."

The ancient corpse didn't understand.

In her eyes, how could a terrifying cultivator like Feng Wuli consider himself an ant? He, like herself, is the king of beasts. She believed that tigers should not feel guilty for hunting sheep and deer. .

The man swung his knife again.

In her eyes, Feng Wuli at this moment is very strange, like a lieutenant general holding a tiger talisman in his hand, not mobilizing a hundred thousand troops to ambush her who is still weak at this time.

Instead, he chose to hit her with a tiger charm.

It's hard to understand.

How did she know that the man in front of him didn't have output skills at all, it all depended on his arrogance and blood.

The chanting begins again.

Above Tan City, the clouds swirled and rolled towards the higher and farther sky, among which thunder was like whiskers, a scene of annihilation.

Someone in the school saw this scene and exclaimed, what the hell, Fellow Daoist He Fang is here to overcome the tribulation.

In the teacher's apartment, Su Xiaoxin put her feet on the sofa, wore glasses, and read with a book on her lap. A black cat was watching TV in her room—she let boys and girls rush forward for the cat. Thinking of this cat, I really enjoy watching it.

Inside the ghost, Wang Ruobing once again helped Feng Wuli who was beaten back. In her eyes, Feng Wuli was like those admirable partners of justice in film and television works. Buy time before the protagonists arrive.

This kind of person is always moving.

At least at this moment Wang Ruobing was moved.

She couldn't help but said: "Young man, there is a huge disparity in strength, why don't we wait for support honestly."

The two general teachers next to them nodded repeatedly, agreeing with what the girl said, "Yes, yes, how many times have you been beaten back?"

"...Actually, I'm pretty good."

However, Wang Ruobing felt that this was the last stubbornness of the young man, and she, who thought she was kind-hearted, would naturally not expose the fault, and comforted: "You have tried your best."

Although I am no longer a competitive person, I always feel uncomfortable when faced with comfort from the other party, "...Actually, I am really strong."

"Well, you are already very good." How understanding she is.

The wind is unreasonable and even more uncomfortable.

fortunately--

He looked up and saw the distance, and the two corpses and one person beside him also looked up, and dozens of shadowy figures came out of the thick fog...the staff wearing the work clothes of the communication company and carrying strange equipment.

Here comes the cable repairer.

(End of this chapter)