Chapter 294 When Sha Embryo Meets Xiao Longnu

In the end, Xia Mi failed to escape.

"There is news about our coach."

"Sure enough, there was an accident. Come on, come on. Let's go back to our homes with food."

"Please don't say Second Senior Brother's lines with this face, it's too divisive."

As he said this, Han Ye was still watching Xia Mi vigilantly to prevent this guy from sneaking away with food and escaping overnight.

Xia Mi stared and huffed, as if he was aggrieved by Han Ye's suspicion.

Of course, it would be more convincing if she could wipe the cake crumbs from the corner of her mouth.

"Sorry to disappoint you, no incident."

Han Ye said.

"Our coach received a temporary mission and is probably still on the way to carry out the mission."

"Wow."

Xia Mi clicked his tongue.

"I just returned to China and went on a mission. It turns out that the headquarters is this kind of sweatshop that eats people without spitting out their bones!"

"You can't say that either."

Han Ye explained.

"I have also seen that mission. It is a regional mission and can be picked up by the nearby Kassel commissioners. Mr. Coach confirmed the mission within 3 seconds after it was issued. Most people still have to think and weigh the risks, but we The coach seems to have no need to do these things."

"Looks like he's a task maniac."

Xia Mi sat astride the chair, her chin hitting the backrest, her long legs wrapped in two black and white striped pantyhose spread out, and her delicate little head shook left and right in boredom.

"Compared with meeting his lovely students, is the mission more important? You are so serious. I always feel that this coach will be very difficult to get along with, ugh..."

"By the way, President, what is the name of our coach?"

"I remember sending you a notice."

"Who would read that kind of thing?"

"You are so confident and confident that I don't know what to say."

Han Ye exhaled helplessly.

"You should have heard what the coach said. I have mentioned it many times before."

"Oh, who is it?"

Xia Mi shook his feet in boredom.

"Chu Zihang."

There was a clang.

Han Ye looked at Xia Mi who was lying on the ground in shock.

By the way, how did you fall like this?

Not caring about arranging her hair, Xia Mi put her hands on the ground, straightened her upper body, and widened her beautiful eyes.

"Chu...Chu Zihang!"

"Um."

…………

Dark night.

Cold street.

Chu Zihang walked on the street that night.

He stopped in front of a building and found a window on the third floor.

Mission goal, confirmed.

…………

Qiu Shui struggled to get up from a pile of wine bottles.

He rubbed his face and looked around to make sure he was still alive. His stomach was churning, Qiu Shui's face turned pale green, he stumbled into the bathroom, buried his head in the sink and vomited.

He grabbed a moment and ran out of paper. Qiu Shui looked around drowsily and pulled out a newspaper to wipe his mouth. It was a newspaper he had collected a long time ago. The titles read "The Genius Writer Emerged" and "The Unbridled Imagination". Breathtaking”

"The master of fantasy in the twenty-first century."

The accompanying picture shows him smiling and high-spirited.

At this moment, the proud face of the talented writer was covered with the drunkard's vomit, and he threw it into the toilet.

Qiu Shui threw herself into the sofa and stared at the ceiling aimlessly.

Half a year ago, he was a much-anticipated rising star in the literary world, well-known for his unbridled imagination. The novel he originally wrote just to kill boredom became an instant hit. Readers were amazed by the world in Qiu Shui's writings, which was unexpected, incredible, and deeply fascinating. Fascinated, in a short period of time, readers formed a fan support group for Qiu Shui. The publisher waved checks and pursued him to write a sequel. The editor's order to reporters every day was to interview him or get out. His parents and brothers also knew each other because they knew him. He is proud of it.

Fame, wealth, and status come one after another.

Finally, the ambitious Qiu Shui decided to write his next work.

But disaster struck.

In the eyes of readers, Qiu Shui's imagination is endless, magnificent and magnificent. The most rare thing is that it is close to reality. Reading Qiu Shui's fantasy works, you seem to be really in a real world, everything is so desirable.

But for Qiu Shui, his imagination is a curse.

He could see some incredible pictures and dream about some extremely real scenes since he was a child, but Qiu Shui never paid attention to them. Later, he even used them as material to create fantasy novels.

But now, when he started to imagine consciously, everything changed.

Like opening Pandora's box, it was completely out of control. Qiu Shui discovered to his horror that he could not control his imagination and could see pictures that should only exist in his imagination all the time appearing in his life.

Monsters with folded wings hung from the ceiling.

A giant snake with two heads stared at him from the window.

Even the sofa he sat on turned into a swarm of maggots.

Sleeping is useless, it just falls from reality into the abyss called dreamland.

He dreamed of countless snakes, twisting and intertwining into a throne that covered the sky and the sun. There was a great being entrenched on that throne, and the shadow he cast formed the night.

With red eyes, Qiu Shui sought help from a psychiatrist, but the result was frustrating. He walked out of the hospital carrying a bag of calming medicine and threw it to the side of the road. He was hit by a speeding car and was smashed to pieces.

Qiu Shui knew that these things were of no use to him. Falling asleep would just lead him into another abyss. All he could do was drink and get himself drunk until he completely lost consciousness and knew nothing.

The outside world paid close attention to the news about Qiu Shui. They thought they would see the next work of this genius. Who knew that what was waiting for them was the news that Qiu Shui was drunk and unconscious on the roadside. They were heartbroken, cursed, and ridiculed. The people who stood before No matter how high it is, how hard it falls now.

But Qiu Shui no longer cares.

He just wanted to know whether what he saw was just imagination or some kind of reality.

And, what exactly are they?

All monsters have one thing in common.

their eyes.

Those pair of yellow chicken-colored vertical pupils.

Michael Jackson's song suddenly sounded in the room, and the volume instantly reached its highest level, almost knocking over the ceiling.

Qiu Shui jumped up as if there was a spring on her butt, and hurriedly rolled to the computer.

At this moment, he froze motionless.

A picture that takes up the entire screen.

Black background, red text.

"baptism"

What's this?

Why is it showing up on my computer?

Got a virus?

Most people will naturally have such thoughts when seeing this scene.

But Qiu Shui didn't.

His mind kept flashing back to the visions he had seen over the past few days.

It seemed like something was coming out of my head.

etc!

That, that is!

Who is banging on the door!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qiu Shui stared at the door nervously. He saw the cracks in the wall and the wailing of the door. It was obvious that the door would soon be unable to hold on.

monster! monster! It must be a monster!

The autumn water is swirling around.

His imagination finally became reality.

He knew this day would come.

Qiu Shui has a strong intuition.

If caught, he will surely die.

What to do? What to do? What to do!

What should he do!

Qiu Shui suddenly stopped. He didn't move and looked at the window. Slowly, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He roughly pushed open the window and took a look behind him. He saw that the door had been twisted and deformed in the hands of the monster. It might be completely destroyed in the next second.

Qiu Shui seemed to see a pair of golden eyes, so bright, piercing the night like a sword, locking onto him.

"Trying to catch me!"

"Go ahead and dream!"

Qiu Shui jumped up and jumped from the third floor.

It was at the moment he jumped out that the door collapsed, and his blazing golden eyes locked on Qiu Shui.

"I...I'm still alive!"

Qiu Shui got up from the ground.

One leg was broken, but the rest seemed fine, but I heard that if it was internal bleeding, you wouldn't be able to feel it.

Forget it, never mind.

Qiu Shui looked back and saw a pair of golden eyes looking down from the window on the third floor.

The guy stood there without making any next move. Did he have any concerns? Or is it that, contrary to what I thought, he didn't actually want to kill me?

Qiu Shui shook his head. He believed in his intuition. It was too strong. That guy was definitely going to kill him. He couldn't be wrong. If he was caught, he would die. That was definitely the case.

Qiu Shui admitted that the moment he jumped out of the window, he really thought about it.

But since he was still alive after jumping from the fourth floor, how could he die so easily?

His desire to live is extremely strong.

Live!

I must live!

Qiu Shui dragged his broken leg forward and ran forward.

What he didn't notice was that the focus of the pair of golden eyes in the fourth-floor window behind him was not him.

But the darkness ahead.

Damn it, why is there no one there?

Even if you want to call for help, there is no target.

Qiu Shui covered his head and dragged his broken leg. His breathing sounded like a fan, and his chest seemed to be burning in the next second. He felt that he was about to reach his limit.

Moreover, his head hurt so much, and the hallucinations kept coming out one after another, and he couldn't stop at all. It seemed like someone was pricking his temple with a needle. The world in his eyes was blurry, with several overlapping shadows shaking around. Maybe before some monster caught up with him. , he is already dead.

Am... am I going to die?

Is there anyone...is there anyone who can save me?

Maybe God also heard his thoughts. Qiu Shui saw a figure walking towards him. The night was too dark and his energy was too low. He couldn't see the person's face clearly. He could only make out a rough outline. It looked like It's a man.

Before the words "help" were spoken, Qiu Shui was suddenly shaken. He suddenly realized that his actions might harm the life of the innocent passerby in front of him.

The monster's target is him, so he should come for him. If innocent people are put into desperate situation because of his cry for help, then even if Qiu Shui dies, he can't rest in peace.

He is not a good person. He has done a lot of bad things in his life. He even owes a few girls money that will take him three lifetimes to repay.

But at the last moment of his life, he faced the critical moment of life and death.

Qiu Shui waved his hands frantically to drive away oncoming passers-by.

"Walk!"

"Let me go quickly!"

"Quick!"

His expression is crazy and ferocious, reminiscent of a beast at the end of its life. It is not waiting for death to come, but using up the last strength of life to do what he should do.

But it's no use.

The passers-by didn't pay attention and kept going their own way. Qiu Shui was desperate. The monster born from his imagination not only wanted to kill himself, but also harvested the lives of innocent people.

He is a sinful man.

Passers-by are about to pass him by.

Behind him are the monsters chasing him.

A thought suddenly flashed through Qiu Shui's mind.

It's strange, the monster's eyes are so obvious, why does this man seem not to be afraid at all and is still walking forward?

With this thought in mind, he tried to open his eyes wide and look at the passers-by.

His calm and indifferent face, as well as his handsome features like those of an immortal species in fantasy works, will be deeply imprinted in the mind of anyone who takes one look at him.

What a pity that such a handsome boy had to die at the hands of a monster.

Just as Qiu Shui was feeling regretful in his heart, the next second, his burning golden eyes lit up.

Qiu Shui sat down on the ground in shock, her whole body trembling.

Gold... gold, gold!

correct!

These are the monster's eyes!

This guy is not an innocent person at all!

He is also...a monster!

Qiu Shui fell into complete despair.

Both in front and behind, he was already surrounded by monsters.

There was no hope of survival at all.

When Qiu Shui was about to close his eyes and wait for death.

The monster in front grabbed him.

Like the steps of a waltz.

Qiu Shui felt like the world was spinning, and when he stopped, he had already exchanged places with this man.

He subconsciously looked back, and the bright lightning stung him and he immediately closed his eyes.

No, that's not lightning!

It's sword light!

Two monsters with golden eyes fought in the dark winter night.

Their speed is completely beyond what ordinary people can visually capture.

After reacting, Qiu Shui tried his best to open his eyes wide. His heartbeat was heavy and intense. This was an experience he had never experienced before. The pain of his broken leg seemed to disappear completely. He was so excited that his mouth went dry. The boy who came before him perfectly matched his idea of ​​a hero. All the imagination, cold and powerful, walking in the dark night, saving the weak and upholding justice.

Countless inspirations burst out in his mind, and one complex after another unfolded before his eyes. Qiu Shui's fingers trembled unconsciously. How he wished he had paper and pen at hand so that he could record all his thoughts.

But the battle ended faster than he imagined.

The heroic boy shook the blade of the blade, and blood shot out. His weapon was as bright as the moonlight. He glanced at it, and the blade reflected golden eyes. He turned around, raised the hem of his windbreaker, and sheathed the sword.

Qiu Shui carefully glanced at the monster lying on the ground and couldn't help but shudder. He had never seen such a strange creature. The outline of the body was clearly human, but it had a hard exoskeleton like an insect, and there seemed to be a layer of metal on the body. The scales look like a product, as if a great being used his authority to forcibly glue the characteristics of several creatures together and then create them.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached.

Qiu Shui raised his head and looked directly into the hero's eyes.

Chu Zihang was sure that he could look at her, and he never looked away because of the suppression of dragon blood.

He nodded.

"follow me."

Hearing this, Qiu Shui immediately gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain of his broken leg, and got up from the ground.

But just now it was because he was in a life-and-death crisis, and he would be killed by monsters if he didn't run away. His potential exploded. Now that he has passed the crisis, his spirit is relaxed, and his broken leg is so painful that he can't use any strength at all.

Chu Zihang supported him before Qiu Shui fell.

"Thanks."

"Um."

Qiu Shui was surprised. Just looking at his appearance, he thought the hero would be cold, but he didn't expect him to do such a small thing as actively helping him.

"By the way, this corpse."

"It's okay, someone will take care of it."

…………

Task submission.

Next, we only need to complete the judgment from the headquarters.

Chu Zihang stood outside the preparatory class of Peking University.

Next to it is a wall, and when you climb in, you can find the school.

Of course, Chu Zihang's trip was not on a mission. There was no need to climb over the wall, just go through the main entrance. After all, there are no dangerous hybrids or deadpools in the preparatory class for him to try the knife. As for pure-blood dragons, hahaha, what a joke. How can pure-blood dragons go to the world's largest dragon slayer organization to learn? What? Shall I learn how to kill myself?

Chu Zihang's mentality was very peaceful.

After completing a mission and killing a Deadpool, sure enough, I felt much calmer.

However, for some reason, since June, Deadpool activity records around the world have shown a significant increase, and various dragon-related incidents have been staged frequently. The content of this mission was originally to guide the hybrid Qiu Shui into the jam. Hey, who knew that a Deadpool would be killed halfway? When would there be so many such depraved monsters? Fortunately, it was Chu Zihang who received the task. If he were an ordinary executive department specialist, he still didn't know what would happen when facing Deadpool, and it might even be life-threatening.

As for Chu Zihang, he doesn't need any martial arts to deal with Deadpool now. He lit up the Golden Eyes just for the mission. He used his eyes to test Qiu Shui's bloodline and qualifications. He didn't know the meaning of this, and he didn't know the meaning of it. Care, since it is a requirement of the task, he will carry it out.

After thinking for a while, Chu Zihang received a text message, the sender was Han Ye.

It seemed that there was something wrong with the welcome banquet. Han Ye apologized to him and promised to make up for it next time.

Somehow, Chu Zihang was inexplicably relieved when he learned that the banquet was cancelled.

Chu Zihang walked towards the school gate.

Suddenly, in an instant.

He turned around alertly, and Murasame unsheathed himself.

A group of figures fell from the wall and hit the ground with a thud.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Sounds like a girl.

"Really, you are standing here without saying a word. You know how scary it is!"

Chu Zihang was a little confused.

He looked at the girl opposite who was holding her waist in a menacing manner.

There were no street lights nearby, only the light of the stars and the moon. They looked at each other, and the girl just blurted out one sentence, and the rest of the words were choked back in her throat.

Chu Zihang held Murasame's hand and relaxed it.

The moonlight is so beautiful this night.

Xia Mi glanced at Chu Zihang, turned his head as if nothing had happened, and kicked the raised bricks on the ground. It was really fun.

Unprecedentedly, it was Chu Zihang who spoke first.

"Are you a student here?"

"Well, how do you know?"

Seeing the girl's alert look, Chu Zihang twitched the corner of his mouth without leaving any trace.

As soon as the words came out, Xia Mi also realized that he had been stupid.

how do you know? People watched me climb over the wall and asked how they knew?

Xia Mi pouted and put his hands behind his back.

"So what!"

"You shouldn't sue the teacher!"

"snort!"

"A handsome guy wouldn't do such a shameless thing, right? For the sake of this beautiful girl, you are showing off to me."

This girl must have studied face-changing in Sichuan Opera. One second she looked like a dead pig and she was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. The next second she put her palms together and smiled to please her, all she needed was a tail behind her butt to swish her around.

The strong sense of familiarity made Chu Zihang not know what to say for a while.

"Don't be silent, handsome boy!"

"I'm going to panic when you do this!"

"If the principal and the others catch me again, my scholarship will be gone!"

Xia Mi's expression changed and he looked sinister.

"If you don't agree again, if you don't agree again!"

Xia Mi hummed meaningfully.

"I'll kowtow to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, as soon as he said it, he saw the girl rising and falling, making two "clang" sounds.

"Listen to this, is it crispy or not! Crispy or not!"

Chu Zihang looked down the girl's pantyhose to her small soles.

He looked back calmly.

Just as Xia Mi was about to perform his unique stunt again, the light of a flashlight swept over the two of them, going back and forth several times, and finally enveloped them accurately within the circle of light.

"Over there!"

"you!"

"What are you doing if you don't sleep at night?"

"Ah, what are you doing!"

"Stand still!"

"I'm telling you, stand still and don't move!"

Xia Mi was shocked and took Chu Zihang's hand.

"No, the big stupid bear is here to arrest us. Run away, run away!"

PS: This is not a make-up update. I owe you one more update. There are a lot of things going on these two days.