MTL - Global University Entrance Examination-Chapter 92 Second more

Yougu asked a few more words from the priest, turned over the broken book of witchcraft, and pieced together to come up with a true truth of 9.9

He thought about it, and returned to the dungeon to captivate the witch doctor.

To free the undead, two people must die.

Duke and Witch Doctor.

The priest said that at the moment of all dissolution, the fire was burning the castle, maybe ... just maybe, those who died because of these magics can return.

The witch doctor and duke have never been born, and they have never died.

It's worth trying.

And he also had an idea, but needed to borrow the Duke's hand, hoping that pervert could be a little more interesting.

He unloaded a carriage from the town and dragged the witch doctor back to the castle.

The old castle was in chaos, and the promenade was full of candidates.

Suddenly felt a bit wrong, but did not stop. He has something more urgent than anything else.

He dragged the witch doctor to the duke's door and pushed a slit.

The dim candlelight came out from inside, confusingly holding people in one hand, holding the knife in one hand, looking down at the light falling on the toes, and his heart suddenly jumped.

The door creaked open.

He stared blankly, and saw the duke's nest sitting in the armchair, his face sullen, as if experiencing some kind of dizziness and pain in the separation of spirit and flesh, his whole body twitched violently.

There seemed to be an invisible hand on his chest, pushing him up.

The buttons of his coat were torn open, revealing the shirt underneath, and several blood lines were revealed. It's as if those fine pins are ... cracking a little bit.

The skull, chest, limbs, and their weird angles are twisted.

The next second, those limbs finally broke free of their **** and completely separated from the family ...

When another patchwork body was abandoned, their owners found a new substitute.

The new duke turned his back on the bedroom door and straightened up from the armchair. His hand was still over the duke's head for a second, and he had now collected it.

The tall back was outlined by candlelight, and the man moved his fingers as if experiencing some novelty.

With the movement of fingers, Cara Cara's bones could be heard softly.

At that moment, Wandering felt that the blood in his heart was emptied, and he rushed back to his hands and feet, so that his heart beat fast.

The candlelight was warm, but he closed his eyes.

Wait until it opens again, the new duke is turning to look over ...

Qin Chen.

At the moment when his eyes were facing, Yougu suddenly didn't feel the knife in her hand.

It wasn't until the other party showed a clear guilty conscience and solitude that he slowly felt the pain in his knuckles ...

The barely fleshy hand was choking unconsciously.

He moved his teeth against his face, biting for a moment, and tried to scream, "Qin Chen?"

My voice is hoarse, I do not know if it is because of the pain caused by the curse, or because of tension.

It was not until this moment that he realized afterwards that he would be nervous.

Even ... a little panic.

The other side was silent for a while, I wonder if it was too accidental or something.

A few seconds later, he said in the same hoarse voice: "I am."

Whole body blood returned to the heart.

This seemed to be bewildered, and his face was as white as frost. He closed his eyes and breathed twice, and passed the knife.

Qin Chen symbolically gave two shots, except for almost no fight back, he was knocked to the ground after three or two shots.

Yougu kneeling on him, the tip of the knife was facing Qin Chen's neck, and the distance was less than two centimeters.

"Which one are you crazy about ?!"

Qin Chen didn't care about the tip of the knife threatening him. He propped his elbow on the ground, slightly lifted his upper body, and said calmly, "No madness, don't worry, don't get angry. I only have this card."

His voice was low and heavy, reverberating in the bedroom, like a dull cello sound at night.

He picked up a card and said to the puzzler, "Remember? I have drawn this and can learn any kind of skills in the test room."

After listening to Jiang Yuan, he suddenly realized that there was a way to get the Duke closest to death.

The duke occupies someone else's body because he uses immortality to live forever. And the person he borrowed was not good, so the other party died.

But what if the person the Duke attempted to occupy did not die at all?

The Duke could not control the body.

Therefore, at that moment, he borrowed the card "Temporary Holding Buddha's Foot" and learned the Duke's "eternal life".

He was still breathing hard, his face was still cold, and he didn't seem to be flat at all.

Holding the collar of Qin Chen, he said word by word, "There is a certain probability on the card. How can you be confident that you can meet this probability?"

Qin Yan opened his mouth.

He wanted to say don't underestimate his willpower. Jiang Yuan can last so long, and he is not too bad.

He also wanted to say that there is never a 100% certainty about troublesome things. You have to take some risks. You should know the best.

With his usual character, it's normal to say such things.

But he looked at his bewildered lips, his sloppy shoulders, and suddenly felt the anger.

He suddenly wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb.

Because of the curse, and because his skin was extremely white, the veins on the side of his neck became clearly visible, and the cyan tip crawled up along his chin, hiding in the corner of his mouth.

Qin Chen finally said, "I promise, I won't take such a risk in the future."

Yougu looked down, and when he wiped for a second time, he tilted his head and said, "Leave the ghost to lie."

Suddenly, a frantic scratching sound came from not far away.

When they looked up, they saw that the Duke's split limb was frantically trying to get out, as if to find another part to meet.

The gate was quickly scratched by a gap, and the screams of shudder came in instantly.

More powerful than any shadow production.

This time it was not just the walls, the entire castle was shaken.

Where they couldn't see it, Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong killed a blood path to open the way to the crowd, escorting them all the way from the third floor.

All the undead who had died tragically in the castle came out, stumps, spirits ... attacking everyone with hatred.

"Why suddenly went crazy ?!" Zhao Jiatong stepped on one.

Gao Qi said: "The Duke is about to die !!! 001 says he can do it !!!"

"What? He said you can believe it if you have a way ?! Which time would he be out of order?" Zhao Jiatong just shouted.

Gao Qi said: "Which time is he out of control that others can manage? !! And what position do I have to manage ????"

Zhao Jiatong thought about it and shut up.

Gao Qi said: "Trust him, I think he is very reliable in nature! Let's get the other ready and let him be less distracted!"

Zhao Jiatong also said, "OK!"

They used to be from the army, knew the division of labor, and knew mutual trust.

"By the way, a ?!" Zhao Jiatong remembered again. "How many hours have you been in the confinement room? Why haven't you come back?"

Gao Qi froze for a moment, and suddenly wiped his face and said, "I have a bad feeling."

"what?"

"The two have been exceptional together."

This time apart, there must be monsters when things go wrong.

What if one is bigger than the other?

After a while, the gate of the castle was opened, and a group of blood people rushed in.

Even the churches are here for fun.

Some of the undead smelled the duke and the witch doctor, like a beast that followed the flesh, and went straight to the west tower.

The bedroom door was slammed open, and a large number of undead stumps came in, rushing towards the two.

Confused to put away the sword, he got up and pulled Qin Chen.

"Dissipated?" Qin Chen asked away an undead.

Dream it.

Confused not to cut three.

Qin Chen wanted to say anything more, and suddenly felt cold.

It was a strange feeling, as if ... a soul was withdrawing and disappearing a little bit.

He grabbed the puzzle, but the bone hit the bone.

Both were stunned, as if they could see the messy flesh below through the gloves and cuffs.

"Don't watch, what are you going to say?" Hesitantly urged.

Undead around him continued, Dodge Qin Chen said: "The Duke is dying, and I can feel that he is almost dead."

Confused frowning.

"If it really dies, then no one can kill the witch doctor." Qin Chen said, "I have to hurry up, or I will really take risks."

This reminded confusion.

There was a moment of strangeness in his face, as if there were also dim snacks.

In this way, the anger that had just been frozen could not be sustained.

Yuzu narrowed his eyes, threw out the stumps that rushed over, and said, "Before I come, I also have a plan ..."

Qin Chen froze for a moment, and then he saw the witch doctor surrounded by undead by the door.

He frowned immediately: "No!"

Bewildered: "Who went crazy first? Is there any position to say no?"

Qin Chen froze.

With a bewildering character, what he has to do is to say, without giving anyone an explanation. But looking at Qin Chen, he finally pulled out a piece of parchment and shook it away: "The curse has reached a certain level, even if it is an undead."

Now that you are dead, are you afraid of another knife?

"No." Qin Chen is still decisive. He stared at the confusion seriously and said, "Neither can the undead."

Confused looking back at him, after a moment, he finally frowned and nodded: "Let's do it."

The undead smelled a bit of the aftertaste of the Duke. He was mad and surrounded Qin Chen. For the first time, he did not help immediately, but dragged the witch doctor to the door.

The howling noise made the eardrums hurt.

Qin Chenyun opened Yu Guang and glanced at the witch doctor.

The other side looked really weak now, curled up and shivering slightly, like a sick man.

Qin Chen kicked and kicked the witch doctor into the candle circle.

In fact, he already thought about it. Now that he has acquired the skills of immortality, he can change it once.

The most risky thing is this, he wants to exchange with the witch doctor--

The moment the duke's soul was not completely separated and the soul of the witch doctor was infused again, he gave himself a knife.

This is the easiest way.

Although the feeling of being squeezed by the soul is uncomfortable, it is not too much to say that it is dying, but it is only a moment.

He already has experience.

In fact, he knows that the method described by the perplexity is really feasible. It will not cause any substantial and irreversible harm, except for the instant pain and the approaching death.

But he still didn't want to agree.

The witch doctor entered the candle circle, and the candlelight rose instantly, as if feeling the soul, shaking madly.

And the undead attacked more intensively as they felt the same.

Qin Chen's vision appeared a blind spot for a few seconds.

He faintly heard a low voice, like a question in some sort of witchcraft.

The hoarse voice made him cold.

The moment he swept away the undead, he put one hand on his shoulder, and then his body with a low body temperature came close, his neckline was a little damp, with the smell of thunderstorm in midsummer night.

"Examiner, is it raining outside?"

Such a sentence flashed in his mind.

A stubborn thing shoved into Qin Chen's hand, the handle of a knife.

Immediately, something pierced the other end of the knife.

A bemused hoarse voice in his ear said, "Don't want to go crazy for a second time."

***

Gao Qi hasn't seen such a big fire in a long time.

The last time I saw it was many, many years ago. In the army, disaster relief or something ... I can't remember.

Since entering the system, he can't remember many things.

The fire surrounded the castle, and the whole sky turned red.

Zhao Jiatong looked at him anxiously, wiped a handful of gray and said, "How are you? Why are your hands still shaking?"

God knows how panicky he was when he came out of the castle.

He laid the wood and poured the oil according to the division of labor, hit the Duke's bedroom to signal, but saw a knife in his chest, and Qin Yan held him by the elbow.

In that second, Gao Qi's heart almost stopped!

Fortunately, those that Jiang Yuan said were fulfilled in time.

The witch doctor willingly let the duke stab himself, and all witchcraft began to trace back a little.

He watched Qin Chen and Youyou's blood gradually diminish, the flesh and skin slowly healed, and the blue tendon on the face faded away.

Youyou frowned, and opened her eyes again on Qin Chen's shoulder.

All candidates evacuated the castle one after another, letting them to the periphery, and the fire was soaring in a few minutes.

On the barren grass in front of the square, the curled blood cloaked like a human. They slowly sat up, looked at their hands and body, for a long time, and raised their heads.

The light shone through the dark clouds and was drawn into a slanting straight line and dropped.

Those undead and undead huddled in the church for a long time, almost forgetting what the sky was like.

And this time, instead of hiding, they could stand straight under the light, long-lost ... hugging it.

After a long time, several people suddenly emerged from the fire, jumping and beating the smoke on their bodies.

The sharp-eyed man screamed and shouted, "Zhang Pengyi ????"

More people stood up and looked at it in disbelief.

...

When almost all the candidates gathered around, two people stayed far away from the crowd.

A row of tall iron fences at the end of the weeds resembles the manor's classical doors. Behind the fence was a thick mist. Through the mist, you could see the proctor hut on the top of Carlton Hill.

But Wandering didn't go through, he just leaned on the iron fence to watch the excited people under the castle from afar.

After the soul is pulled out, people will feel tired and sleepy.

He doesn't like being noisy, and he doesn't want to hear exclamations and screams at this time.

He didn't want to move much, and there was another person around him who was releasing low pressure.

Qin Chen has been grimacing since he left the castle.

It's like being on the verge of an outbreak and being forcibly gathered back, pressed dumbly.

The same is true of confusion.

He remembered Qin Chen's adventures, Qin Chen remembered him, half a catty, everyone took a breath, but couldn't find any way to vent.

Confusion is a little irritating.

My heart beats fast, like the aftermath of adventure. And drowsiness and exhaustion surged overhead, but the brain was extremely awake.

The silk shirt and breeches and boots on his body were too late to change, and the residual blood stains also smelled of rust.

Something in the pocket was stinging, and he reacted with confusion, and felt it.

It was actually the cigarette and lighter that Gao Qi initially gave him.

He usually does not smoke, but at this moment, he suddenly wanted to refresh himself.

Qin Chen suddenly said, "Lend me one."

Confused, handed him one, and turned the lighter on, taking care of himself.

The thin mist of smoke was almost connected to the fog behind him, and it was slightly spicy.

Wanderer closed her eyes in the smoke and did not inhale.

I planned to take off and watch the cigarette burn slowly, and the people around me suddenly leaned over.

Qin Chen reached out and caged the smoke, his narrow eyes narrowed in the mist.

There was smoke in his lips, and he bowed his head to the confused one.

The red Mars is gone.

The shadow in front of me turned over and pulled back, Qin Chen stood upright.

After a moment, he took out the cigarette and lowered his head and leaned back again.

Wandering back against the iron fence, the mist passed through the gap, with ambiguous moisture.

At this moment I finally found a vent to worry and anger, and the unexplainable boredom and irritability.

The curse's effectiveness was fading, and the last piece of flesh on Qin Chen's wrist completely healed.

The quiet red warning light flashed frantically at this time, and the prompts of Didi interspersed with the sound of breathing and kept ringing.

Far ahead is the crowd and fire.

Behind the foggy hill is the proctor's hut.

They kissed in the warning.

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