Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

Miao Fang's abnormality caught Xu Minglang's attention.

"You also think there's something wrong with the toilet?"

Miao Fang nodded and twisted uneasily: "Think about it, this academy basically retains the layout I had when I was in school. We have been to all the classrooms including the floors, and there is basically no big difference, but if it is really like what you said , the toilet was repaired, then it was probably repaired after I left..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the eyes of the three met, and they all understood.

Whatever the cause of Wu Changde's death, they seem to already know where he is buried.

The three got up quickly, went downstairs one after another, and ran towards the dormitory building.

In the hallway of the dormitory.

"Bang clang—" The flowerpot was struck by the wolf's tail and fell to the ground with a sound.

The wolf instructor roared, but missed.Zhou Xuerong fought with all his strength, and only a few seconds after the wolf's body was in the air, he turned over and rolled forward until the werewolf landed on all fours, almost touching the ground with the opponent, with their eyes facing each other, like a battle between tigers and wolves.

One man and one wolf moved in the narrow corridor, looking at each other's momentum in all directions, and predicting their actions.The werewolf also knew for sure that Zhou Xuerong was not an idle person, so he no longer took the initiative to attack, but lowered his body and moved, waiting for an opportunity to catch him by surprise.

Zhou Xuerong clenched the ax tightly, her eyes were determined, showing no sign of fatigue.At the same time, he was still looking at the distance from the other party. The narrow corridor restricted his movement. If he moved first, it was likely that the ax would be bitten by the throat before it could swing round.And retreating without authorization to open the distance may startle the enemy and arouse the vigilance of the other party.

The sound of the wolf's tail sweeping across the concrete floor revealed the owner's impatience.

All of a sudden, Zhou Xuerong jumped violently, greeted the werewolf's neck, grabbed the dense wolf hair, and pressed all the strength of his body on it, the werewolf howled twice in pain, raised his upper limbs and shook his head frantically, trying to shake Zhou Xuerong go down.

He had already seized the opportunity, so how could he let go easily? He turned the ax with his hand around the wolf's neck, and the other hand clenched the other end of the ax handle. Tightly, like a horse, tightening the handle of the ax back——

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the werewolf let out a shrill roar.

Zhou Xuerong felt that half of his face was numb from the shock from his hair.

Even so, he still held the wolf's neck with all his strength, trying to seal the animal's valve before his arm developed from acute muscle soreness to muscle strain.

"Ho... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo—"

After a wild cry, Zhou Xuerong suddenly felt a cold on his left arm, and then a heat, and then the burning pain went straight to the top of the sky, almost instantly disintegrating his willpower. relief.

The blood flowing from his left arm had stained the cotton wool red, dripping down the waterproof layer on the surface, the ax was almost out of his hand, Zhou Xuerong slid down and was about to fall off the back of the wolf.

Maybe it was the smell of blood that aroused the werewolf's appetite. He saw that Zhou Xuerong had lost the killing intent just now, and the gas door was relieved again, and another paw slid across Zhou Xuerong's right arm, and pure white cotton wool popped out from the fleece cloth, naked inside. The skin oozes water.

The werewolf struggled to grab back, looking at his posture, he wished he could cut Zhou Xuerong alive with his claws, without giving him any chance to breathe.

Zhou Xuerong was so painful that his mouth was bitter, his stomach was balled into a ball, but he still strangled his neck, refusing to give in, and then bit the werewolf's ear.

The werewolf roared in pain, and in order to get rid of the pain as soon as possible, he slammed his back against the wall crazily. Zhou Xuerong's back was constantly hit on the reinforced concrete, and every blow was enough to make ordinary people ignore the pain.

The body's self-protection mechanism will order the body to protect the parts that have been massacred first, but Zhou Xuerong seems to be red-eyed, his mouth is full of wolf fur and blood, and his left arm with exposed muscles and bones is still tightened by the handle of the axe, and then he will tear it apart as soon as he raises his head. The wolf's ear was lowered, and the blood poured out in a beautiful arc in the air, and then splashed on the face.Making Zhou Xuerong look more like a beast than a real werewolf.

The werewolf who lost one ear completely lost his mind, rolled wildly on the ground, and kept swinging his two front paws backwards, digging at the back of Zhou Xuerong's neck. The hatred kept churning.

Zhou Xuerong's head was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a low growl like a beast from his throat. He began to tear and bite the top of the werewolf's skull, spit out the furry skin, and gnawed at the skull with his front teeth.

Without weapons, without words, they fight to the death like primitive animals.

The werewolf was in maddened pain, the sharp claws were pulled out from Zhou Xuerong's stamina wounds and stabbed again, trying to increase Zhou Xuerong's injuries and make him bleed to death.

Zhou Xuerong's eyes were completely reddened, his face was covered with blood, and the enemy's hot blood was continuously poured into his throat. For such a short moment, the physical pain seemed to have completely left him, leaving only a steady stream of energy flowing down his throat. , poured into the limbs and bones.

But his rationality told him that if the fight continued, they would all die from exhaustion of blood, and no one could gain the upper hand, but even so, Zhou Xuerong's animal nature would never allow Zhou Xuerong to let go. He thought of his "father" who had never met before and only saw it in the news.

What a perfect killing gene, even though that person died for many years, he still put a part of himself in this world.

live like him.

When the wolf's claw was pulled out again, the tip landed on the cervical fascia. Suddenly, Zhou Xuerong's animal nature faded away, his rationality returned to his brain, and he ordered his body to roll himself off the wolf's back.

Just a little bit... Just a little bit, the wolf claws would stab into his carotid artery. Years of combat experience made "timely stop loss" engraved into his DNA, which saved his life.

One man and one wolf fell into a stalemate again. They confronted each other as before, but this time they were all covered in blood.

The werewolf took the lead in attacking this time. He lowered his body and bit Zhou Xuerong's lower body. Zhou Xuerong's heart beat faster, his head became dizzy, and his body could no longer keep up with the werewolf. Get up, slam against the wall, and then fall to the ground.

Before he got up, the wolf's claws pressed hard on his limbs. The werewolf lowered his head and licked the blood on Zhou Xuerong's neck with his tongue, as if to make sure whether the prey was delicious.

Zhou Xuerong was already covered with scars, but the tall man who was almost two meters tall looked like a rag doll at this moment, his black hair was soaked in blood, he was clearly defeated, but his eyes were still cold and unwavering.

The sharp teeth in the werewolf's mouth became Zhou Xuerong's death declaration.

He closed his eyes, thinking that he would not be able to pass this round after all, no matter how lucky he was, his body could not break through the limits of human beings.

Zhou Xuerong's mind was blank, only deep and deep tiredness, he really wanted to fall asleep like this, but the cold whisper of that person turned into a rain of swords that had nowhere to escape, falling on him...

......

...

"Think about it. This is none of your business. All I want is Xu Minglang." In the dark back alley, a ragged homeless man said to Zhou Xuerong, "Do you know who I am? Do you know yourself?" What will you face?"

At that time, his tone was firm: "I don't care who you are. No one can take Lango away from me."

Sparse applause echoed in the alley, and the homeless man clapped his hands and let out a hoarse laugh: "You are a very special human being, and I decided to let you join my game."

"I have a condition," he said.

The tramp makes a "please" gesture.

"You can't erase my memory."

"No problem." The homeless man readily agreed, "But I also have my conditions."

Zhou Xuerong clenched his fists.The tramp held his face and thought for a while: "If only you remember everything, wouldn't it destroy the balance of the game? I can let you keep your memory, and you will remember everything between you and Xu Minglang. But there are three conditions."

"First, you cannot reveal my identity, including the agreement between you and me. Second, you cannot reveal your true identity. You must fully abide by the rules of this world and live as a member of this world. Third, you must not disclose to others that this is a game and that you have participated in this game in any form and at any place. Of course, if you want to quit, I welcome it at any time."

Zhou Xuerong responded and nodded.The street lamp made the sound of moths buzzing, and the homeless man smiled exaggeratedly and said, "I like seeing you confidently."

A few moths suddenly fell from the top of the head, falling into the light, like twitching arthropods unwilling to be willing.The homeless man looked down at them, poked the dead moths with his toes, and said, "Look, how alike you are."

"Chasing light beyond self-control, but unable to escape the end of death, and finally die with hope."

Zhou Xuerong frowned, he was not interested in these seemingly profound words, and asked, "Why Brother Lang?"

"Of course it's because...he's funny how stupid he is hopeful."

The black shadow under the tramp's feet overlapped with that of the werewolf, Zhou Xuerong closed his eyes.

"Ow--"

Suddenly, the werewolf roared, got up from Zhou Xuerong, turned his head and rushed behind him.

I saw a wooden stool leg pierced the back of the werewolf's neck, and blood gushed from the wound.Zhou Xuerong took the opportunity to get up, only to hear Yu Haohuai being forced to the corner step by step, and then his throat was locked by wolf claws, and he was lifted up.

The werewolf pulled out the legs of the stool and threw them on the ground casually. Yu Haohuai actually saw the disdain of human beings from the werewolf's green eyes. At the end, an ax accurately slashed on the werewolf's Achilles tendon.

"Aww—" The werewolf fell to the ground unexpectedly, and Yu Haohuai rushed to the other side of the corridor with all his hands and feet before the huge thing pressed down on him.

Only then did he see clearly who the bloody man beside him was, and he couldn't help shaking. He looked at the werewolf, then at Zhou Xuerong, and it was hard to say which frightened him more.

Holding the axe, Zhou Xuerong walked towards the kneeling werewolf. Against the bright red face, his black eyes were full of murderous intent, but his rigid movements revealed the fact that he was exhausted.

The blade of the ax hit the ground with a loud "clang". The werewolf escaped with three legs, bit the handle of the ax and dragged it back forcefully. Zhou Xuerong refused to budge. Huai Fei ran to the side, picked up the stool leg, rushed out the sharp side of the wooden thorn, and stabbed at the werewolf's sky cap.

The werewolf was not stupid, he immediately let go, turned his head and knocked Yu Haohuai to the ground, the wolf pressed up and bit Yu Haohuai's left arm.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Yu Hao cried out in pain, "Zhou Xuerong! Cut it off now!!"

Zhou Xuerong didn't move even after screaming a few times. The werewolf was also seriously injured, and his bite force was no longer as strong as before, but he still grunted and shook his head, causing Yu Haohuai to pass out in pain.

"Zhou Xuerong...you..."

The young man whose name was being called lowered his head quietly, standing stiffly, his eyes lost their spirit, a drop of blood fell down his hair, he kept holding the handle of the ax tightly, like a sculpture of a soldier damaged in battle , no matter how much Yu Haohuai begged, there was no response at all.