Weird Tales of Rules: Harmonious Campus

The most dangerous place is the safest place, and the so-called marriage room is the place that Miss Huo is most reluctant to touch, and it is also the place where the earliest changes occurred.

However, just hiding has no value, she must find a way to pierce the silver needle into Miss Huo's seal hall to have a glimmer of hope of escaping.

However, when she looked back, Miss Huo's figure was almost gone, but her speed was very fast.

They glanced at each other, and Miss Huo gave her a terrifying and weird smile.

Li Qingruo saw it, she was saying, the next one is you.

She chose to chase Mao Feng first, and it seemed that she was still haunted by the sword just now.

Mao Feng ran away from the gate without looking back, occasionally throwing something at Miss Huo to block her pursuit a little.

There

is a spell in the thing that Mao Feng stuffed to her just now, and there is a fixed word on it, if it is used well, it can fix Miss Huo.

However, Li Qingruo looked at the room.

The room was still the same as it had been before she left, and if anything, it seemed to be less gloomy.

At the same time, Mao Feng scolded secretly in his heart, he was really a crow's mouth.

There was no way, he could only try his best to find all kinds of ways to slow down Miss Huo's pace, and these methods were just better than nothing.

There were even several times when he could feel Miss Huo's cold aura appear on the back of his neck.

I don't know if Miss Huo was out of bad taste, or if she was really stopped by his magic weapons, and she really let him live a little longer.

He squeezed the silver needle in his hand tightly, as long as he breathed three breaths, he could control Miss Huo.

But just as he was about to think about what to do, a thin hand covered in red nail polish suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

Without hesitation, he immediately took off his coat and quickened his pace again.

His arm was already dripping with blood, but he couldn't care about it at all, and the most important thing now was to save his life.

He had heard Master say that in fact, the wounds caused by ghosts would have corpse poison on them, and they had to find a professional to remove the poison before they could be completely resolved.

And this step is extremely cumbersome, not to mention that there are fewer and fewer so-called professionals now.

So even this wound could pose a fatal threat to him at any time.

He could feel that his physical strength was gradually eroded, not just from exhaustion, but also from the effects of corpse poison.

After all, it is a ghost who has been dead for more than a hundred years, and it is indeed not, and he, a little Taoist, can compete with it.

But he was not reconciled, he practiced the Taoism for so many years, and finally walked out of Shushan, and learned to use a pen to record everything in this world, so he didn't want to die here in vain.

He still has a lot of places to go, he wants to restore the glory of Shushan, and he also wants to put all the injustices in this world into writing, he can't die.

But soon the reality was not as he thought, and he was actually forced into a dead end by Miss Huo.

He wanted to give himself a slap now, but to no avail, he could only turn his head and watch Miss Huo approach him step by step.

"Run, keep running, aren't you very good at running?" Miss Huo played with the nails on her hands, looked at his bloody shoulders, and a hint of mockery crossed her eyes, "It's just a battle of trapped beasts." "

"Definitely. Mao Feng looked into her eyes and admitted frankly, "We are indeed trapped beasts, you are ghosts, and we are just mortals, we have no ability to fight against you, but have you ever thought that once upon a time you were also a fish on someone else's knife board?".

"Were you as scared as I was at that time?" Mao Feng smiled, as if through the now terrifying Miss Huo, he saw the little girl who was afraid of fear at the beginning, "No, you are not even as good as me, how can I say that I am also from Shushan, I have a certain ability for ghosts, and you are the real weak person who is powerless." "

"How does it feel to be a weak person and be controlled by someone else's destiny, there should be no one who knows better than you, right?" Mao Feng angered her word by word, and the silver needle in his hand clenched tighter.

He only had one chance, and if he missed, he would really die here.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Miss Huo, who was originally calm, became irritable, "I want you to die." "

Perhaps because of the humiliation, Miss Huo did not choose to kill Mao Feng directly, but choked him by the neck and lifted him up.

Mao Feng felt suffocated, he was almost out of breath, and this feeling overwhelmed him.

But he couldn't faint, he had to seize this opportunity.

Just when he mustered up all his strength and wanted to pierce Miss Huo's Yin Tang acupoint, his body was suddenly thrown out.

Miss Huo looked down at him with a high-minded look: "You want to kill me?" "

As if thinking of something funny, Miss Huo squatted down, ignored his obstruction, snatched the silver needle in his hand, and then counted it, giggling.

"It's exactly five. She stretched out her hand and patted Mao Feng's face, "It's just one of you, and it's not in vain your friendship, isn't it?"

"Where do you say I should prick this first needle in you, so that you can taste the pain and not die?" Miss Huo frowned slightly, as if she had really encountered something extremely suspicious, "It's better to pierce it here first." "

Miss Huo gestured at Mao Feng's eyes with a needle, looking at his frightened expression, and became more and more joyful.

Mao Feng stared at her innocent and cruel-looking face, he failed, so the only way to face him was death.

He closed his eyes, the descendants of Shushan could not die in the hands of ghosts, otherwise they would only lose the reputation of Shushan.

He didn't tell anyone that there was a magic weapon that was only prepared for himself, it was an elixir, hidden in his cuff all the year round, as long as he lowered his head, he could swallow that elixir and maintain his last dignity as a descendant of Shushan.

Even though Miss Huo was holding a silver needle and drawing all over him, he didn't frown, because he had already chosen the ending for himself.

Obviously, he only needed to pierce the silver needle into her Yin Tang acupoint, and it would all be over.

Seeing the silver needle piercing towards him, Mao Feng was ready to die.

But his body was suddenly moved.

"Come with me. "

Even if he was not familiar with this group of people, he could still hear it, it was the voice of the inch-headed young man.

He came back to save him.