Nightmare World: Beginning mono, Crying Six Masters

Chapter 73: I Can’t Like Sixth Master. [Subscription requested, 3.23 eighth change].

As for the last alchemy drawing of a ceramic villain refining, Wu Zhen didn’t look at it much. For him, that wasn’t a gain.

If he could, he wouldn’t even want such drawings to exist. The one who created this alchemy, non-human.

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Wu Zhen glanced down at the huge corpse on the ground.

The long neck of the neck teacher Nara, although it has no head, is still like a hideous long snake. In the distance, there was a burst of blood and stench, and it seemed that it still wanted to devour everything.

It is dead, but there is no way to redeem the sins it has committed. Countless lives, twisted, tortured, lost in its hands.

Wu Zhen silently glanced at the messy scene on the ground around him again. Cold, dark, decaying, shrouded in all around.

Wu Zhen sighed.

Tragedy, sometimes, is indeed part of life.

……

Although there are some feelings, Wu Zhen is not a self-pitying person. Strong spirit, let him calm down again.

With his steps, he walked to the corpse of the neck teacher. Smoothly found the key from my pocket.

Then he silently turned around and opened the door that had been closed. A cold wind suddenly rushed in.

However, on the side, it was still quiet.

Wu Zhen stroked his forehead and turned around a little helplessly.

I saw that the sixth master was holding his knees, squatting in the corner and burying his head, without saying a word, Wu Zhen pouted.

Isn’t it just now… Kissed again? Is it necessary to do this? Moreover, the sixth master will be shy? It’s unscientific.

Wu Zhen walked over silently.

There was silence for a while, and the face… Suddenly, it became a little hot. He had just lied to a little girl under the age of 13.

Although, he’s also a little kid now. But it seems to be a little too…

Could it be that he would like a little girl…

Wu Zhen quickly shook his head and threw this strange idea out of his head. He wouldn’t admit that he would like a little girl.

Not to mention the sixth master.

She betrayed him later, isn’t such a lesson worth remembering?

He absolutely cannot, absolutely not, yes, must continue to use her and make her work hard for herself. Wu Zhen finally made his determination clear again.

“That… That, Little Six, we… Time to go. ”

Saying that, his face was a little hot.

Why does it get hot?

It must be because of the aftermath of the battle with the Neck Teacher just now, yes, it must be.

……

When the words fell, Xiaoliu still buried his head and did not move.

“Hey~”

Wu Zhen squatted down and looked at the buried little head in front of him,

“I said, it’s time to go, if you don’t get up again, I won’t wait for you.”

“I’m really leaving.”

“Did you hear that?”

Just when Wu Zhen thought that the sixth master would not speak.

“mono… It’s a nasty…”

A faint voice came from under the buried head.

“I hate? Why do I hate it? I just saved you~”

Wu Zhen’s face turned red.

It was as if stimulated.

A faint voice came again: “mono… Just… Kissed… Little Six…”

“This….. This. ”

Wu Zhen quickly shouted,

“It’s normal, it’s not without a pro before… Kissed. ”

“mono…. Just now….”

A faint voice came again,

“Shin… sticking out my tongue….”

It’s as bland as stating something.

However, it seems that the judge is making a statement to the prisoner’s trial. Wu Zhen couldn’t hold back, and his head was a little dizzy.

“This… This…”

Wu Zhen couldn’t make it up.

Is he… It’s really a… Perverted?

Would you actually do to an expressionless little girl? No, by no means…

Wu Zhen shook his head suddenly…

It was terrible, he would never like the sixth master.

……

Since coming out of the room on the second floor, the weather has not been very good, everything is covered in heavy rain. Until now, there is still no stopping trend.

“Boom!”

The sound of rain sliding down resounded in the eaves, streets, fences, wooden boxes… Above.

The falling water droplets splashed a hazy mist.

Flowing rainwater, along the gaps, downward, or accumulated in deep or shallow puddles. Between heaven and earth, only the rain curtain remained.

Water everywhere, wet everywhere. Two figures walk in the rain curtain.

The school is far behind them…

……

……

They finally got their wish and left the damn place.

Because of the role of [cell division], the sequelae caused by Wu Zhen’s previous overloaded exercise have completely disappeared. He is in good physical condition.

However, Wu Zhen’s mood is not very good now. Rainy and icy weather is one of the reasons.

The reason on the other hand, of course, is because… Wu Zhen glanced at the sixth master who was holding him. He was haunted by a question…

Sixth Master, in the end… What’s so good? Can anyone tell him? Who would like the sixth master? Impossible.

The sixth master was silent, just holding his little hand, very hard. Wu Zhen felt a little cold.

The rain was poured through at the moment. Somewhat cold.

Originally, in such a cold rain, it was not very suitable to continue moving. But he did not dare to stay at the school.

Because of some uncertainty.

After the teacher dies, a strong sense of prying appears. He wasn’t sure what that was.

Although it feels that this kind of thing is very mysterious, in such a strange world, Wu Zhen is willing to believe his feelings. Wasn’t that exactly what happened to the hunter last time?

He definitely has to be cautious.

Glancing at the drenched figure of the sixth master, Wu Zhen temporarily put aside his chaotic thoughts. After thinking about it, he silently took off the trench coat on his body.

Although, the wet ones are wet. But I still don’t want to look at it like that…

“Well?”

The sixth master lowered his head, glanced suspiciously at the trench coat draped on his body, and looked up at the person on the side. Wu Zhen’s eyes did not squint: “I want to… While it’s raining, wash it and help me put it on. ”

Saying that, Wu Zhen took off the paper bag hood on his head. Heavy rain poured from beginning to end in an instant.

Wu Zhen snorted. It’s too cold.

How did the sixth master hold on for so long just now? The gaze of doubt still fell on him. Wu Zhen could only stand firm.

Then, in the rain, he touched the hair on his head. Wash? There are no soap horns, wash a ghost.

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