The moment he heard the familiar voice, Dong Zheng turned around suddenly.
Pong!
The sharp claws were blocked by the arrow, and the black cat retreated with one blow. After leaving another wound on Dong Zheng's arm, it disappeared from sight again. The lantern shook violently with every movement, and the constantly shaking light cast Dong Zheng Sign's shadow. With the evaporation of the holy water, those ghostly white ghosts began to accumulate far away from the lanterns, waiting to give Dong Zheng a fatal blow.
"It's not a good thing to be distracted at this time." Midnight ghostly appeared behind Dong Zheng, and the moment he turned around, he grabbed onto his shoulder, if it wasn't for Dong Zheng's forcible leaning back, the sharp claws would It was the artery on the side of his neck that was punctured.
Dong Zheng's entire face became hot, and even his breathing became scorching hot, just like when a computer runs for too long and has too much computation, he is already a little overloaded.
He couldn't last long.
Absolute agility and speed suppression, and ghosts poised to swarm him when he's weak, or turn him straight into a cat.
What can he do against midnight
In the blink of an eye, Dong Zheng had already thought of the best way. He took a deep breath and sank into his dantian, shouting with the loudest voice:
"Cui Zuojing!!!"
Cui Zuojing raised his head suddenly.
The call was incomparably clear in the silent night, Cui Zuojing immediately determined the location of the sound, took the baseball bat and ran downstairs.
When he arrived at the position where the voice came from, the corridor was already empty.
"Dong Zheng?"
The voice of the inquiry echoed in the corridor, and the young man hurriedly looked for the trace of Dong Zheng. At this moment, he heard a thin "meow~" from the corner.
Cui Zuojing lowered his head. Under the fire hydrant, a raccoon cat was curled up. Its green eyes were looking at him. His front paws were injured. He was struggling to get up from the ground and raised his head towards Cui Zuojing.
"Meow."
"... Dong Zheng?"
Cui Zuojing's voice couldn't help trembling. He stared at the raccoon cat in front of him, unable to believe what he saw, his throat tightened, "Is that you?"
The cat looked at him fixedly, with sadness in his beautiful eyes, and stretched out his white-gloved paws to Cui Zuojing: "Meow~"
There was a bang in Cui Zuojing's head, he knelt on the ground, passed the civet cat with both hands under the armpits, hugged it, hugged it tightly in his arms, and bit his lower lip.
He is late.
Midnight consumed too much physical strength of Dong Zheng, and when Dong Zheng was weak, he turned him into a cat.
He was still late.
Everything from that year clearly appeared in front of Cui Zuojing's eyes again. Victor blocked the solid figure who bought time for him in front of midnight, and finally the white cat who was picked up by him and could only meow.
The same thing happened to him again, and he was late again.
The warm liquid poured out of his eyes and flowed over the corners of his lips. The taste was salty and bitter. Cui Zuojing clearly smelled blood on the cat. He could imagine that during his absence, Dong What kind of hard battles Zheng has gone through, injured, and finally exhausted, he can only be turned into a cat in despair.
"It's okay." Cui Zuojing sniffed hard and choked, "Even if you become like this, I won't let you go. With my uncle here, I will definitely find a way to change back—"
"Azuo?"
The surprised voice interrupted Cui Zuojing's unfinished words. Cui Zuojing was stunned, and then turned his head blankly. The man was holding a lantern and was panting at the other end of the corridor.
"How do you..." Dong Zheng saw the boy's tears and the raccoon cat in his arms. He paused and understood something. During the pause and continuation, he chose to finish the rest of the sentence, "Why are you crying?"
Cui Zuojing: "..."
The young man looked at Dong Zheng, then at the cat in his arms, sniffed, stood up as if nothing had happened, and said, "It's okay, it's just that the wind is a little strong and it hit my eyes."
Dong Zheng nodded with a pretense of knowing, and said, "Yes, then you have to pay more attention, the wind is too strong in the room."
The corners of Cui Zuojing's lips twitched fiercely, and he put the injured raccoon in its place with a blank face, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, we can't save you now, wait for someone to come back tomorrow morning."
The raccoon flower seemed to understand and let out a light meow.
The dangling heart finally let go, Cui Zuojing walked quickly to Dong Zheng, trotted to his side in the last few steps, and gave him a big hug.
Dong Zheng opened his arms to embrace the boy in his arms and stroked his hair. There were countless scratches on his body, and the initial wound on the back of his hand no longer bleeds. The dried blood coagulates on the skin and falls down rustling when touched.
Cui Zuojing couldn't hold his expression at all. He showed the grievances of a child where no one saw him, and rubbed all the tears and snot on Dong Zheng's clothes. The light of the lantern was as warm as ever, illuminating the two figures. , Dong Zheng bowed his head and kissed the top of Cui Zuojing's hair, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry for me."
Cui Zuojing's voice was muffled: "Go away, you liar."
Dong Zheng laughed. He just wanted to say something, but the kernel gave him a warning. The two of them had no time to dodge. In a hurry, he took the opportunity to hold Cui Zuojing and turned in a direction, so that the person who was originally aimed at Cui Zuojing was turned around. The target of the claws became himself, clenching his teeth and waiting for the pain to come.
But the expected pain did not appear. Cui Zuojing's hand on Dong Zheng's back opened, aiming at the flying midnight, so the leaves blown by the wind outside the window, the shaking lights, the end of the corridor The fluttering ghosts, and the quivering whiskers of the black cat... all became extremely slow.
Cui Zuojing pushed Dong Zheng away, strode forward, and swung his baseball bat. The shame that he had mistaken for the raccoon cat for Dong Zheng and cried for a while turned into a full of anger, and dunked at midnight!
Even if the heir possesses unimaginable power, in front of the power of the source, midnight is still frozen for a moment, and the master's moves change rapidly.
With a scream in the middle of the night, his body was forced to smash into a bow shape, and then he slapped hard on the wall.
"Ten years have passed, do you think I'm still the little brat back then?"
Cui Zuojing swung the stick again. This stick is for the bloody wounds on Dong Zheng's body. Those who dare to hurt him while he is away must be prepared to be beaten by him!
But this time, Midnight dodged, and the power given to him by the White Queen made it still able to cope. All the ghosts who dared to step forward ignored their fear and rushed towards the two of them!
Dong Zheng sprinkled the last holy water on the two of them, and threw the bottle easily. The ghost rushing in front could not dodge the holy water and let out a mournful wailing, but those who followed were still unafraid to move forward!
"Let's go!" Kernel clearly told Dong Zheng that the dangerously low winning rate was just like the so-called "two fists are hard to beat with four hands" and the old master would be killed by chaotic fists. Even when the enemy is not afraid of death, it is still unable to parry. Furthermore, the two didn't want to really destroy Heimlda. Although they had not joined for a long time, they still had a strong sense of identity here.
Dong Zheng's voice fell, and Cui Zuojing grabbed his wrist with a backhand. What a tacit understanding between the two who once had a spiritual connection, even if they lost the blood pact, they could understand each other's thoughts immediately, Dong Zheng immediately opened the window next to him, and jumped down without hesitation!
This is the third floor. In addition, the main building of the headquarters is even taller. It is seven or eight meters above the ground. After Dong Zheng's figure passed the highest point of the jumping trajectory, he began to fall rapidly under the action of gravity. The hunting wind blew across his skin. Do your best to adjust your posture so that you don't get hurt when you land on the grass below.
At this moment, another figure jumped out of the window under the obstruction of heavy ghost hands, and the time was delayed again. Dong Zheng grabbed the window sill as a buffer, rolled on the ground the moment he landed, and escaped without any risk. sky.
The wound that had been clotted was broken, and a bright red liquid gushed out again. Cui Zuojing also landed behind him, and swung a baseball bat with his backhand to fly a ghost that followed him, and his mood became more relaxed.
He recalled back then, when he had the incomparably powerful magic weapon "Sarahville" - the dagger that killed six hundred and seventy virgins at the hands of the Duchess, invincible in any type of box, not to mention No matter what monsters and monsters, none of them are his opponents.
"Where are you going now?" Dong Zheng asked.
Cui Zuojing had already thought about where to go: "I know a place, come with me."
The electric car at the door was still parked in place, with an orange cat with all its hair blown up in the car basket. The kid who had been run under the wheel of the car by Dong Zheng was also chasing after him. He was lying on the seat with his mouth full of mouth. Fang Fang fiercely confronted the orange cat.
Cui Zuojing unsympathetically smashed the little devil with a stick and took the lantern from Dong Zheng. Daju was frightened by the bloody scent of the two of them, and hurriedly jumped out of the basket and slipped away.
Dong Zheng inserted the car key, and the two quickly left Heimerda. Cui Zuojing turned his head and looked back, and he could vaguely see a ghostly figure. Midnight disappeared, so he should have injured Midnight. .
I don't know if it will catch up in the future. It has been ten years since the last fight. Now it seems that Midnight has not made much progress. On the contrary, he has the blessing of time and power, which cannot be compared with the past. If Midnight has a heart. , should not choose to confront him and Dong Zheng head-on.
Sure enough, they were not attacked by other people along the way. The ghosts followed far behind, hiding behind trees or in inconspicuous corners, fearfully dodging the light from the lantern in Cui Zuojing's hand.
The electric car stopped at the entrance of the abandoned factory. The lush plants had already occupied this place abandoned by humans. Dong Zheng was here for the first time. He stopped and looked up at the outline of the factory.
When he turned his head, he found that Cui Zuojing had disappeared.
Dong Zheng: ...
The wind blew through the abandoned building, making a mournful whine, especially infiltrating in the silent night.
"Azuo?"
The call was drowned out by the sound of the wind passing through the forest, and without answering, Cui Zuojing seemed to disappear in that moment.
The lantern was not on Dong Zheng's body, and there was no other light source besides the electric car lights around the abandoned factory. Dong Zheng didn't dare to walk around easily, so he had to shout again from the spot.
The answer to him was the sound of something being kicked and rolled in the factory next to him, and the window that had been entangled by vines was pitch black. Dong Zheng raised his crossbow on his arm vigilantly, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and cautiously pointed towards him. Approaching the direction from which the sound came.