Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Chen Siwen frowned, glanced at Song Nan, looked into those dazzling golden eyes, took out a black talisman and placed it on his chest. The next second, flames ignited from the bottom of the talisman, burning it instantly. Almost exhausted.

Si Yuyan's eyes narrowed and he raised his foot to kick. Unexpectedly, the kick missed him and only scattered the residual image he left behind.

"Tsk." He clenched his fist and kicked the ground angrily, shaking up a bunch of cherry blossoms. "No wonder he can escape from Yu Zhao's hands."

Si Yuyan frowned, turned around and walked to Song Nan, looking into his unwavering eyes with an unhappy expression: "If you get on top of him, he won't be able to bear it."

Song Nan had no expression on his face and walked outside the cherry forest: "Take him to Yu Zhao."

After saying this, he staggered and fell straight down.

Si Yuyan's pupils shrank, and he immediately stepped forward to catch him, picked him up, and walked to the infirmary.

During this period, a monster with no eyes came forward to fight for the person in his arms, but it didn't even get closer than three meters before being pierced by wisps of black mist emanating from his body, absorbing the few in his body. the power of.

……

"boom!"

The door opening was particularly loud this time, the door lock made an overwhelming sound, and the door frame even punched a hole in the wall and embedded itself in it.

The tea cup in Yu Zhao's hand shook, and a lot of tea sloshed out, staining his fingers.

He gently put down the tea cup, looked at Si Yuyan, who was full of anger and gloomy face, and Song Nan, whose breath was almost imperceptible in his arms. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingertips elegantly: "I haven't seen you for a few hours, and you are so irritable. No, it's probably due to a bad mental state, do you need me to help you treat it?"

Si Yuyan snorted coldly, put him gently on the hospital bed, walked quickly to Yu Zhao, picked up his collar, dragged him back to the hospital bed forcefully, and said in a solemn tone: "'God' descends, about 3 minutes" .”

Yu Zhao frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied: "How could he take action at will regardless of his condition? No matter how anxious he is, he wouldn't disregard the safety of others, right?"

When Si Yuyan heard this, his face became darker: "A rat snatched him away while we were away. This rat is very good at hiding. He has something on his body that can hide his identity. Even I didn't notice anything unusual... The problem is , even if he snatched her away, she still called Song Nan his daughter-in-law! One mouth after another, Nan Nan, they are very intimate!"

Yu Zhao pushed up the frame of the mirror, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint black mist came out of his body: "Interesting~"

He reached out and approached Song Nan, and black mist stretched out from his fingertips and penetrated into his body: "The body is severely damaged, especially the mental part. The ritual process will be accelerated."

Si Yuyan paused and looked stern: "Is this the only way?"

Yu Zhao smiled warmly: "This is a necessary process, it's better to adapt in advance." He said, taking out a black collar from the pocket of his white coat, with two small silver bells pinned to it.

When Si Yuyan saw the collar, he frowned in disgust: "You really have a bad taste."

Yu Zhao smiled and instructed Hei Wu to help Song Nan up. He held the collar with both hands and leaned over to put it on gently: "Thank you for the compliment."

Si Yuyan let out a "tsk" sound and kicked the ground impatiently, then pulled back when he touched it without making any sound.

"You protect him, and I'll catch the mouse. The little mouse that escaped last night came in again, trying to disrupt the fight between the gods like Ye Yuzhi..." He chuckled, with disdain on his face, "If they knew What is this fight for? I don’t want to destroy them..."

Yu Zhao did not respond to his guess, but looked at Song Nan, looking at the dirty bandage wrapped around his neck.

Si Yuyan curled his lips, feeling bored, and quickly left the place. Yu Zhao heard the light movement, was silent for a moment, stretched out his finger to lightly shake the bell on the collar around Song Nan's neck.

"Ding~"

The bell made a crisp sound, and a faint white light appeared on its surface, which merged into Song Nan's body. It didn't take long for his pale face to become rosy.

Yu Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the sleeping person, gently removed the collar, and removed the bandage, revealing a slender neck that still had some bruises and fingerprints underneath.

His dark eyes were deep, and he touched the fair and fragile neck, rubbing it gently. After a long time, he reluctantly pulled away and put the collar on An Fen.

……

{Owner……}

Song Nan turned over and responded softly: "Yes." '

{Aren’t you going to continue taking action? }

Song Nan smacked his lips and said lazily: "Isn't that what Yu Zhao is doing?" '

{You have a way to escape. }

Song Nan frowned and yawned: "No."Now all you have to do is wait for the sacrifice to begin, and there is no need to do other useless work. '

{But……}

'Ah~ah, I'm so tired, I want to rest and don't want to move~'

484 had no choice but to stay silent and wait quietly with him for the sacrifice to begin.

……

Song Nan woke up again and found himself in Yu Zhao's arms. The sky had darkened. The school street lights rarely regained their power, illuminating the school as well as the carefully arranged red booth on the Cherry Blossom Avenue. The booth was filled with white candles of different lengths. Surrounding the outside, a circular open space is formed in the center of the booth.

"Are you awake?" Yu Zhao noticed the change in his breath and smiled slightly with him, "The sacrificial activities will begin soon. You just need to stay inside."

Song Nan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly noticed that the surrounding atmosphere was a little subtle.

He raised his head and looked around, and was surprised to find that the surroundings were filled with black mist, and in the black mist were monsters struggling desperately.

Yu Zhao's eyes flashed slightly and his tone was calm: "These are inferior products. There is no need to look at them. The little beauties only need to look at us."

He stepped up the stairs, walked to the center of the circle formed by the white candle, and gently put it down.

Song Nan knelt down in the circular space, watched him move out of the booth, and stood under the stage watching him tenderly.

He swallowed unconsciously, his heart beating inexplicably.

"clatter"

A powerful and terrifying aura suddenly appeared behind him, the street lights went out instantly, and the white candles suddenly lit up.

Song Nan was shocked and turned around to check. Unexpectedly, he couldn't move at all, only his eyeballs could still move.

A large amount of black mist poured out from behind, instantly spreading across the booth and flowing downwards.

Student matrices appeared in front of the teaching building one by one, with Si Yuyan and Ye Yuzhi at the head, leading them in order.

Song Nan's eyes widened and he saw a familiar person in the dark matrix of students - Lu Xianglin.

Lu Xianglin's broken arm had recovered, and Wu Xiaojia was pressing on his hand. Wu Xiaojia's hands fell to his sides, his body dripping with blood, and his breath was intermittent, as if he was about to die from blood loss.

Si Yuyan and Ye Yuzhi walked to Yu Zhao and stopped, while the students stood one meter behind them, kneeling down together, lowering their heads and facing the booth reverently.

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously, looking at the strange scene in the audience, his mind gradually became confused, his perspective rose again, and the out-of-body feeling appeared again!

The chairman was seen standing on the booth behind him, his golden eyes were indifferent and his hands were slightly raised.

A faint silver light suddenly emerged from the red carpet below Song Nan and expanded rapidly, depicting a complex pattern. The pattern was extremely complicated and reminded him of the complex summoning formations in ancient times.

The pattern spreads rapidly, connecting head to tail, forming a closed loop, and then slowly floats, with Song Nan as the center, floating in the air.

The students were trembling all over and looking crazy.

"laugh!"

The black mist pierced their skin, bringing out traces of scarlet blood and floating towards the silver formation in Taichung, gradually dyeing the silver into crimson.

"It's finally started."

A crisp voice suddenly sounded out of place, and it obviously did not belong to anyone here.

Si Yuyan and the other three's eyes narrowed, and they all looked behind them, in front of the teaching building, at the end of the Cherry Blossom Avenue.

Chen Siwen stood there without knowing when, with a bright smile, one hand raised high, and he snapped his fingers under their cruel gazes.

"Crack~"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The huge explosion broke the strange activity, blew up the school's cherry blossom forest, and set the trees on fire at an alarming speed.

The flames in the school soared into the sky, but they could not illuminate the black fog that filled the avenue.

Chen Siwen bared his teeth, threw out a little doll, and then threw special explosives into the air. The explosives scattered on the avenue, and explosions sounded one after another, blowing up the student matrix, and Wu Xiaojia was able to take advantage of the chaos to break free. He kicked Lu Xianglin away and ran towards Chen Siwen.

Chen Siwen looked solemn, and threads of black mist emerged from the sky and rushed into the doll. The doll instantly turned black and exploded into pieces.

He frowned and threw out a few more dolls. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief until all the dolls exploded and the black mist stopped coming out. At this time, Wu Xiaojia had already come to him.

Chen Siwen paused, took out a bottle of water and poured it on her.

"click"

The sound of bones sounded, but it took a while for her physical condition to return to its peak.

Full of energy and ready for everything.

Chen Siwen and Wu Xiaojia did not relax their vigilance, and assumed a fighting posture, keeping a close eye on the "boss" who did nothing.

Chen Siwen frowned and looked at the "boss" whose mood was no different from his normal mood. He felt strong uneasiness in his heart: "There is the power of the chairman in the cherry forest. Now that the cherry forest is gone, don't you worry..."

"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

Yu Zhao raised his hands and applauded without hesitation.

He smiled gently, with praise and appreciation in his tone: "Worried? It's not too late to thank you~"

Chen Siwen was at a loss, and then he guessed something. His eyes widened and he couldn't help but take a step back.

He swallowed, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat on his back. He stared blankly at the cold and aloof man standing on the booth, and strong despair swept through his body in an instant.

"boom!"

At this moment, the school suddenly shook. Under the cherry trees, billowing black mist rose. A huge tentacle broke free, aimed at the booth in the middle of the avenue, and took a fierce photo!