Ye Yanzhi stroked the huge cocoon with his fingers. The surface of the cocoon is quite soft, but it also has a strange hardness that cannot be easily broken.
The psychology teacher stood opposite him, murmuring as if to himself: "Is it beautiful?"
Ye Yanzhi didn't speak, but a strong hostility gradually gathered between his brows and eyes.
"-is it nice?"
The psychology teacher asked again, with a malicious smile on his lips.
"Just don't say no—we're the same."
Before he could finish his sentence, a fist from a boy suddenly came in front of him.
Ye Yanzhi's subordinates didn't let go of the water at all, and punched the psychology teacher's tall bridge of nose unceremoniously. The NPC let out a cry of pain, and even took a small step back in embarrassment because of the powerful punch, and the pair of gold-rimmed glasses fell to the ground. He raised his head again, and his gaze changed when he looked at the person in front of him, "You want to kill me?"
Ye Yanzhi didn't answer, but raised his fist again and hit him hard on the temple.
The sound of the fist hitting the flesh was dull and heavy, accompanied by dull pain, the blood in the body burned. The psychology teacher coughed a few times and spit out a few black and red blood clots, only then did he realize that his killing intent was not fake at all.
Being killed by an ordinary player will not cause any harm to the psychology teacher. The entire dungeon world can still be rebuilt according to the previous data after the player leaves, and can be restored to the way they want infinitely.
— But Ye Yanzhi is different.
His killing will become a true obliteration—
That's like—
Can't go back!
The psychology teacher's eyes suddenly gathered deep blood.
The boy didn't give him a chance to breathe, he clenched his fists again!
This time, the NPC did not stay in place. Huge black wings fluttered behind him, and suddenly soared into the air, looking down at the person in front of him.
"Based on who you are now?"
He let out a small sneer.
Ye Yanzhi knew what he was laughing at. Now his body is just a boy of sixteen or seventeen. Even if he was in good physical condition at that time, compared with an adult like a psychology teacher, he was completely incomparable.
What's more, today's psychology teachers are no longer human, so how can they be easily killed.
-so what.
He slowly stood up straight, stepped on the shadow reflected by the psychology teacher's wings, and even smiled slightly. The smile hung on the corner of his lips, but it didn't enter his eyes at all.
"you forgot."
From somewhere in his body, there was a soft crunching sound.
Another huge shadow gradually stepped under his feet, even bigger than the one cast by the psychology teacher. Something spread out behind the boy, almost overwhelming.
He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "This is in my world."
At the same time, Song Hong and A Xue who rushed downstairs finally realized something was wrong—they struggled to split through the thick group of predators, but what was tightly surrounded inside was not Kou Dong at all, but a man wearing Kou Dong. Predator of shoes and coats.
The predator lifted its pale face, flung out its curled wings, and grinned maliciously at them.
"Damn it!" Song Hong reacted, couldn't help but swear, and was a little startled, "How can these monsters still pretend?"
The sensitivity and intelligence of the NPC in this dungeon are higher than any dungeon he has experienced before. In the original dungeon, only important NPCs may have camouflaged behaviors, but these predators are all ordinary NPCs, deliberately sprinkling phosphorous powder and stepping on their footprints to lure them into the bait...
This is really beyond Song Hong's imagination.
Ashe reacted faster than him, and immediately said: "Upstairs!"
Still that room!
The two looked at each other, no longer wanting to fight, and retreated upstairs while resisting the attack. It was only when they retreated to the dormitory of the psychology teacher that they discovered the secret door that had been opened.
In the secret room, all the corpses of predators were lying around, and the strong rotting aroma was so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.
The moment he saw it, Song Hong's pupils shrank suddenly. His footsteps stopped suddenly, and Axue behind him closed the door of the secret room, trying to block the predators from entering, and also looked into the room—
Only then did she know what Song Hong was surprised about.
Above the secret room, two figures are entangled with each other, and the huge black wings are mixed together, fighting.
One of them is naturally a psychology teacher.
And another—
The other is Ye Yanzhi.
…
Ye Yanzhi has grown wings.
"How come?" Song Hong murmured, "I always thought that he didn't become a predator for a predator..."
For so long, Ye Yanzhi has almost always been the calmest person among them, he can't even see that the other party is also affected by the negative emotions in the copy. But even then, Ye Yanzhi did not become the bait of the predator. On the contrary, judging from the current situation, the predator hatched in his body became his bait and was completely swallowed by him.
A Xue's eyes quickly glanced at the huge cocoon, thinking how could it not
I'm afraid that his negative emotions also come from the boy who was locked inside.
But now, Ye Yanzhi's side is not the focus. Axue fastened the latch hard, and pulled Song Hong suddenly, "People should be inside, let's go, let's see if we can break through!"
Song Hong woke up suddenly, and rushed to the cocoon with her. He swung A Xue's knife, not daring to delay for a moment, and slashed down hard.
one knife.
two knives.
The sharp blade rubbed against the surface of the cocoon, and sparks even popped out. The cocoon in front of him didn't move at all, and he couldn't even see a slight depression on it. Song Hong gritted his teeth, raised the knife high again, and fell heavily——
bass!
This time, Yuzi almost let out the clank that can only be heard when a sword strikes. The two of them were almost knocked to the ground by the huge reaction force, and realized that this thing was not so easy to chop.
But right now, where do they have time to think about other ways
"There are only twelve minutes left," Ah Xue's nose was dripping with sweat, and she put her hand on Song Hong's without saying a word, exerting all her strength on it, "Hurry up! "
Song Hong sank on the back of his hand and raised the knife again.
Without a break, the two of them slashed down one after another. After chopping for about twenty or thirty times, I finally heard a sound like a broken string.
A milky thread split.
The two were overjoyed, and immediately moved in that direction again. Accompanied by the first thread breaking, slowly, there were sounds of breaking one after another, like a piece of strong fabric being torn and cut with scissors. The thick cocoon was cut little by little, and the NPC above was obviously in a hurry, leaning over to rush down, but Ye Yanyi grabbed the wing and tore the butterfly wing from it.
The psychology teacher's hair is disheveled now, his forehead is full of blue veins, his face is green and red, and he is no longer the gentle and elegant look before. He stared at Ye Yanzhi closely, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way!"
Ye Yanzhi was also panting slightly, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. After becoming a predator, even the psychological teacher was no longer his opponent, and even instinctively bowed his head before his huge black wings.
His body blocked the cocoon, not letting the psychology teacher approach at all.
The NPC let out an angry cry, which was infinitely similar to that of an insect. Like a trapped beast, he rammed into the strong man in front of him again and again, like a moth rushing towards the flame, dragging his broken wings and rushing towards the young man in the cocoon. His ferocious mouthparts also came out, and he was about to complete the cocoon immediately. .
However, at this moment, there was a clear tearing sound behind him.
"Ahhhh!"
Ye Yanzhi walked around behind him at some point, and in this cry of pain, those huge black wings were uprooted, and suddenly shattered into powder in the air!
The NPC fell heavily, headlong into the predator's corpse. At the same time, a gap finally appeared in the cocoon. Along the thin gap, Song Hong and the others caught a glimpse of the people inside.
It was indeed Kou Dong. He hugged his knees, his posture was like a baby soaked in amniotic fluid, only the pair of wings behind him were more dazzling, shining like diamonds,
Song Hong made the gap wider, and when he was about to start again, another pair of slender hands suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was Ye Yanzhi's hand.
He was suspended in the air, with all his strength, he tore open the dull and heavy cocoon heavily, and stretched out his arm from it.
He held Kou Dong's arm tightly, and slowly pulled him out of the cocoon.
"..."
At this moment, the gloomy house was completely illuminated by the light of those wings. The relatively slender and thin boy was carefully pulled, and his figure gradually stretched out—
The strange and inexplicable sacred beauty hits the atrium directly. If the background is changed, this is almost like the birth of a baby angel in Western mythology. The newly born Kou Dong slowly opened his eyes in the boy's arms, looking at them with some ignorance and unknownness.
This glance made Song Hong's blood suddenly turn cold.
Kou Dong's pupils turned into a strange golden color.
With three minutes left, he asked Ye Yanzhi anxiously, "Is he alive like this?—Live as a human being?"
If he is not alive, then Kou Dong's game has failed!
Someone on the right laughed softly. Song Hong turned his head and looked, it was a psychology teacher.
"Of course it doesn't count," the psychology teacher said slowly, "Not only does he count, but you don't even count—"
He looked at Ye Yanzhi.
"You look like this, how can you still be alive?"
His smile gradually widened.
"If it wasn't for that, why would I have brought him here?"
Axue also trembled a little, suddenly raised the knife, and said sharply: "Shut up!"
"But this kind of evolution should not be complete," Song Hong said with a trembling voice, "There is still a way, there must be other ways..."
Kou Dong is like a newborn baby, only relying on Ye Yanzhi. He couldn't remember anything in his mind, but he had a natural affection for this person, and he pressed his face close to him, rubbing against the boy's face.
Ye Yanzhi hugged him and said in a low voice, "Hey, don't be afraid."
At the same time, his hand touched the wings on the back of the newborn butterfly. That hand gently caressed the roots, causing Kou Dong to slightly close his eyes due to this strange stimulation, and curled up into his arms even more.
"Cut off my wings."
He turned around, fully exposed his back to the two people behind, and said to Song Hong.
Song Hong was stunned, and stammered, "What?"
"Cut it off."
Song Hong realized that this should be the only way, but he couldn't imagine how painful it would be. He had no choice but to raise the big knife with great effort, and said in a low voice: "You are ready..."
Ye Yanzhi's hand gently covered Little Butterfly's eyes.
"Be obedient," he said softly, "play a game with me."
Kou Dong's eyelashes trembled in his palm, like two butterflies spreading their wings.
The time counts down to the last five seconds.
"I'll count one, two, three—"
Kou Dong suddenly felt the warm and soft touch on his lips, and immediately, at the moment when he was distracted by this strange feeling, there was a crisp sound from behind.
Like something broke.
Before the pain could reach his brain, his body suddenly fell downwards and kept falling—at the last moment of separation, he only had time to see clearly Ye Yanzhi who was hugging him tightly, and the two couples on the ground. Falling wings.
They escaped the copy.