monster's bride

She bit her lip and didn't dare to cry loudly. She looked extremely pitiful.

For some reason, the murderer stayed in front of her for an extra long time.

He also squatted down, his long black hair swept her legs, tilted his head and forced himself in front of her, and looked at her quietly.

In the hazy tears, she saw those terrifying eyes with white pupils, and felt a strange sense of familiarity in them.

The same eye shape, different eye colors, different gazes, the same mask used to cover the face.

This is not Wei Yang's mother, but she looks a bit like Bai Ji.

Lu Zhizhi's brain turned into a ball of mush at the moment.

The blood-stained sickle stood against her leg. She couldn't stop crying. She pursed her lips for a long time and begged for mercy with a choked cry, "Don't hurt me."

The way he observed people was strange, like some kind of canine. He would tilt his head, press his hands on her thighs, and watch her tears intently with those terrifying eyes.

Lu Zhizhi tried to hold it in, but it didn't work at all.

Her legs were shaking under his palm.

After a while, he finally seemed to realize that he was scary. He narrowed his eyes a little unhappily and showed an expression of longing uncontrollably. When he was about to stand up, he suddenly leaned forward and put the cold mask on her face.

Those tears stuck to his skin and his thick black eyelashes, and he let out a very comfortable purr in his throat.

Lu Zhizhi was stunned and forgot to cry for a moment.

What is he doing?

Soon, the monster wiped her tears with his face and found that she stopped crying. He picked up the sickle and stood up. His mood became very good in a second. He grabbed Teacher Chen next to him and dragged him up.

Teacher Chen, who thought he could escape, immediately screamed in horror, "Ah! No, no, no! Let me go! Let me go! Help!"

After the monster dragged the person out of the basement, Lu Zhizhi immediately used his feet to hook the bowl fragments in front of him, then grabbed them with his hands and cut the rope around his wrist.

The rope was not tied tightly, but the porcelain piece fell out of her hands, causing her to panic and accidentally grab the part that grew out of one end of the rope. This made her subconsciously pull it and found that it could be pulled.

Lu Zhizhi immediately sped up and tore apart the knot behind him in one fell swoop.

When she released her hands and looked back, she found that according to the feeling of pulling the rope just now, the murderer seemed to have tied a bow for her...

Without having time to think about this weird move, Lu Zhizhi got up and went to untie the other three children. When she passed by Wei Yang, one side of his mouth had been cut open and scratched to his ear. The shocking wounds made her tremble. When I took a second look, I could only try to help him up.

There was a window in the basement that was covered with a layer of plaster.

Lu Zhizhi asked Xue Ke and Wu Yuze to hold Wei Yang up while he stepped on a wooden barrel to push the window open.

The edges of the window that had not been used for too long were rusty. It took a lot of strength for her to push it open. The outside seemed to be someone's lawn.

She turned around and carefully jumped down to avoid making any noise, and whispered: "Hold Wei Yang first and let him crawl out."

He was the most seriously injured, so there was nothing wrong with letting him go first. In addition, the students in this grade were pretty good at taking care of their brothers, so they reluctantly supported Wei Yang and tried their best to help him reach the window.

However, he didn't notice that there was a pair of tool pliers placed on the windowsill. He was much older than Lu Zhizhi. He put the back of his hand up and pushed half of his body to the side. The tool pliers fell to the wooden floor with a clang sound.

The three people below froze, and Wu Yuze began to yell at Wei Yang, "Fuck, hurry up and crawl!!"

The masked woman upstairs heard the movement below, and the footsteps that sounded like a reminder came closer again.

Lu Zhizhi pushed Wei Yang's leg hard, but it was too late.

The shadow at the top of the stairs lengthened and fell, and the tall and thin woman with long hair reappeared holding a sickle in her hand. She paused on the spot for two seconds. Her white eyes glanced at the window to understand their attempt to escape, and then she walked towards them.

Several people were frightened, including Lu Zhizhi.

Wu Yuze glanced at Lu Zhizhi at this time, with dark evil thoughts growing in his heart. He stood behind her and pushed her shoulder sharply.

The adult boy was very strong, and she was unprepared. She was pushed down and fell down in the direction where the hook of the sickle was pointed.

She didn't know what to think at that moment, she just closed her eyes tightly and let out a short, frightened cry.

however--

The expected pain of being penetrated by a sickle did not hit her. She was caught by someone and picked up directly. The strong arms were pressed tightly against her waist through the fabric of the windbreaker. Lu Yao opened her eyes and lay on the murderous side in embarrassment. In Feng's arms, what caught his eye was his slender, snow-white neck under his mask, and it was hard not to notice his protruding Adam's apple.

Is the woman wearing the mask... a man?

Lu Zhizhi was lifted up by him and put behind him. His eyes turned around and glanced over, as if to warn her not to run away.

She stayed where she was, not daring to move, and watched as the masked man raised his sickle and walked over.

Wu Yuze, who was trying to push her to death under the window sill to delay, hurriedly ran to the corner, and Xue Ke did the same. As a result, half of Wei Yang's body was stuck on the window, and Wei Yang, who had not yet come out, had his legs cut off by the hooked sickle.

"Ahhh!--"

The heartbreaking screams of pain disappeared as he fell to the ground and fainted again.

The blood rushed to Lu Zhizhi's feet. She covered her mouth and trembled all over. She looked like she was going to faint from the bloody scene in front of her.

Then, he held Wei Yang's head in one hand and walked towards Xue Ke. The boy was so frightened that he picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and cut the monster's neck in a panic.

He did indeed do it. He opened a long gash on the monster's neck, and blood rushed to his face. But after only ten seconds, the cracked flesh automatically solidified and the blood began to close. After a while, It becomes as good as ever.

Xue Ke's wrist was broken like this, and he screamed in agony. He and Wei Yang were carried upstairs by the monster.

Wu Yuze, who was finally left behind, hurriedly got up and seemed to want to climb out through the window.

He didn't look back, but said urgently: "Teacher Lu, come and help me!"

The window was too high, and there was no way to get up without anyone lifting their legs below.

Lu Zhizhi stood there without moving, with red eyes, watching his every move coldly.

When he didn't get a response, Wu Yuze turned around and seemed a little guilty for pushing her out just now to buy him time. He said shamelessly: "Help me out first. I can lift you up with just two hands outside."

He wanted to use this idea of ​​survival to seduce Lu Zhizhi.

But she still didn't move.