[Tutor] When I say I like you

"Yeah, yeah," Liudaokuo said with a trident in his hand, "I really don't want to admit defeat, but...it's just so powerless, weak!"

In an instant, he turned into a ferocious ghost, rushed towards the skylark, raised the trident high, and fell hard - the metal flying blades collided with his weapon densely, taking it away from the falling track.

I broke out in a cold sweat, and I didn't even have time to be proud of my wonderful reaction.

Liudao Mu was stunned for a moment, his expression was still like that of a ghost, but his tone was relieved, "I'm making great progress, I can see it this time."

The slightly trembling flying blade that was still floating in the air suddenly changed direction and flew towards me. I knew it was just an illusion fighting technique, but I thought about it... I couldn't make it!

The moment I was shaken, a thin blade grazed my right arm, leaving a not-so-shallow wound.

Liu Daoku didn't intend to kill me, the flying blade just circled around me and brushed past me, causing small but numerous wounds.

Blood flowed down my right arm and calf. I tried my best to concentrate, but the metal blades around my body stagnated instantly, twisted and deformed, and then fell to the ground with a jingle.

Liu Dao Mu clapped his hands to show applause.

Crisis begets progress.

But not happy at all!I said I hate illusions so much! Why don't you rise up from the cracked floor at a time like Reborn!

I can't use my own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths, so I decided to rush forward and get close, otherwise there is no way to attack him.With a blink of Liudao Mukuro's eyes, there are many obstacles on my way forward - walls, thorn bushes, cracked ground...

I can't perform illusions, but I still have some accomplishments in deciphering illusions. Don't be afraid, just go straight to the wall, step on the thorn bushes like walking on the ground, step on the big hole in the floor-and then fall.

Rifts are real...

Liudaokuo, you are really good...

I fell down the vertical corridor, and there were a lot of messy things in the middle to cushion it. When I finally hit the ground, I didn't suffer any serious injuries, but my whole body hurt from bumps and bumps.

Liudaokuo's strange laughter came from above his head, and he explained lightly: "I used illusion to make up for it before, but it happened to be invalid. Tsk tsk, little girl, you still have a lot to learn."

I held the most painful position of the tailbone, gasped and didn't return him.

"You are broken but unable to stand," he said, with contempt in his voice, "are you still shying away from great power... Weakness."

Liu Dao Mu, you are addicted to sarcasm, right?It's unbearable!

An evil fire burned the corners of my eyes, I jumped up in the cramped space, raised my head to observe, and planned the route to climb up.

Then, something fell from the sky.

Before I realized that it was a skylark, I subconsciously reached out to pick it up—hehe, no wonder I couldn’t pass physics yet.

Lying on the ground I thought I was badly injured, would have at least dislocated both arms, more usually comminuted fractures, but due to the cushioning of debris along the way and the lark falling on me at the end, my bones were still intact, It's just that it hurts a little from being hit-well, it hurts a lot, and I almost vomited blood.

Raising my hand tremblingly, I pushed Lark, but there was no movement, only to realize that he had lost consciousness.

I supported his shoulders and wanted to change to a more normal posture, but suddenly, I felt a cold and wet touch in the palm of my hand - the hand was full of blood, and my heart shuddered.

Who knows when Reborn will play a trick on Ganga and come all the way here. It's darker here than above, and I can't see how much blood loss Skylark has. If it's serious, it won't be able to support the reinforcements.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Skylark," I patted his face, "Can you tell me what's going on with you?"

He didn't respond, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, his complexion was not very good-looking, and there were scars on his brow bones, cheeks, and corners of his mouth.

I had no choice but to half hug him, sit up with difficulty, and then let him lean against a relatively flat wall, ready to check his injuries, and then, the only light source above my head was also lost.

Liudaoku stomped his feet heavily on purpose twice, indicating that his illusion repair was solid.

... This enmity is irreconcilable.

In high darkness, people's vision will be lost, and some images that seem to be invisible will cause dizziness if you try hard to look at them.I closed my eyes, moved the joints of my shoulders and wrists, and suddenly thought of the earphone that I crushed just now with infinite sadness. If it only failed temporarily, I would have destroyed the contact information with the main force.

I fumbled inside the bracelet on my right wrist, felt the switch and pressed it, and a light with a relatively considerable intensity and illumination range shot out from the gem—this is the "beautiful and practical series" created by the equipment team of Valia's logistics department. Inventions".

With the light on the bracelet, I could see that the left shoulder of Skylark's white shirt was soaked with blood.

I don't dare to do it myself, I'm not even a barefoot doctor, and the simple emergency treatment is often messed up, and the conditions are scarce now.Full of self-knowledge, I decided to find my way along the passage extending to the right, and then came back to carry him out.

Pain all over my body, I struggled to stand up and walk forward.This seems to be a huge underground sundry space, and it is directly connected to the top floor... As expected of a dark middle school, the design is so weird.

It’s really huge. After walking a few steps, I came across three forks. I chose one at random to enter. After passing through the empty room that was like a small parking lot, there were seven or eight entrances. I walked into the last The one on the left retreated sadly again.

This dungeon should be called "Dark Labyrinth".

Life is full of setbacks.

I walked back, thinking it would be better to climb up the same way, anyway, I am light and good at climbing.And there is a compartment in my Tinker Bell bracelet that contains Valia's secret medicine - we do not allow failure, if a Valia's killer is seriously injured and on the verge of failure, he can swallow the life-extending pill that everyone comes with as standard, and he can Gain strength, lose pain, and fight for another 500 years.If Skylark is in a bad situation, feed him, hold on, and I'll go out and find reinforcements.

Unexpectedly, Skylark was no longer lying in the position just now.

He staggered and tried to climb up.

For a moment, I felt incomprehensible, and at the same time felt a little heartbreaking.

"Hey." I said softly.

Skylark turned his head.His bangs were messed up, his eyes covered by his black hair seemed to be shining in the dark night, his eyes were like a lone wolf, cruel and sad.The expression was a bit complicated, but it didn't have any friendly meaning, but it felt like the hatred value was rising.

I got angry for no reason, and said in my heart that my "hey" triggered some hidden option that caused your hatred value to rise!If you have the ability, don't have the poignant and sissy disease of "seeing the cherry blossoms and falling down in despair", go up and kill Liudaoku!

Desperately suppressing Fuhuo, I lowered my head and muttered to myself that maybe I was overcompensating, Mr. Yunque was just frustrated too much and lost his mind.

Yunque's side said coldly: "Nanami Yui."

"Huh?" I replied angrily.

"You know illusion?" He paused, his voice was low and soft, "Can you change a ladder?"

...=口=Don’t make me a magician.

"Although it sounds feasible in theory," I propped my chin and thought for a while, "but it is actually very dangerous. Both the caster and the recipient of the illusion must firmly believe that it is true, and humans often It is difficult to do this, otherwise, illusionists will be invincible.”

Skylark didn't answer, probably thinking about the firmness of his will and the degree of trust in me. The light from the bracelet shone on his face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

I looked at him, feeling something was wrong, and suddenly realized after a while... His face was so terribly pale not because of the light, but because he lost too much blood, so pale!

"Hey, that, Skylark, are you alright?" I asked what was on my mind quickly.

He turned his face away and snorted softly, "It's okay."

I... silently.Unfrank human beings are a terrible existence.

Just as he was about to grind his teeth and say, back off and let me try to climb up, he said calmly, "It's just that the temperature here is very low."

The basement will be cooler. He probably meant to express..."I'm a little cold"?Originally, blood loss would cause thirst and cold.

Now that the weather has warmed up, I put on a school uniform and put on a coat when I came out. There was nothing to keep out the cold, so I had to take off the coat and throw it to him, "Hold it, no, there is nothing else, and the next Don't talk any more."

He caught the clothes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. Just as he was about to speak, I stretched out my hand to stop, "You don't need to return it, so you don't need to wash it. Really don't talk anymore, it will speed up your thirst for moisture."

"Wow, are you telling me what to do..." Yunque completely ignored my kind advice, the weak image of the wounded went away, and Zhong Erdi stood upright again, "Are you very courageous, Nanami Yui."

No, no, no, don't care about the injured... Fuck you have the ability to bite me!Believe it or not, I tortured you a hundred times every minute!

I gritted my teeth and smiled coldly, and said lightly: "If you don't want to accept the kindness, then reject it thoroughly, and return the clothes to me."

"You said you don't have to pay it back," he said, with a look of laziness in his eyes, "you can't destroy what you say."

"Women's words are not promises," I quickly replied, "Haven't you heard that women are fickle?"

"Hurry up and find a way to go up." Yunque suddenly cut off the topic, with a serious expression on his face, as if "don't quarrel, the business is important".

...Mr. Skylark, you must be Reborn's direct disciple, you are really so blocked that people can't bring it up at one breath!

I gritted my teeth and strode over, pushed him away and said, "Keep away," and shone straight up with the limited light. I made a calculation, calmed down, and built a wooden ladder with a rather steep angle of inclination—see It is easy to hang, but this shaft is indeed very high, and the space underneath is extremely small, so there is no way to do it.

I touched the ladder and calmed myself down for a while, but I still didn't know what to do... I just felt that the illusion was all fake.So I turned around to tell Skylark to catch me if I fell, but—

Skylark was leaning against the wall, with his right hand pressing on the ribs on the left side of his body, his head was lowered, and his body showed a downward trend.I picked up the bracelet and concentrated on the place where his right hand was pressing, and bright red color oozes from the gap between the white fingers.

I ran over in two steps, pulled his hand away, and rarely asked in a panic: "Isn't it because I pushed you away just now?"

The skylark shook slightly, and I realized that what I said meant to shirk responsibility, and I didn't bother to change the way I said it. I only hesitated for a moment and said to him: "I have special medicine to stop bleeding and labor pain, but the side effects are very serious. I can't take it. accept?"

"Tsk," he made a soft, inaudible voice, "No need."

I supported him with one hand, and raised his chin with the other... His pale face was dripping with cold sweat, obviously enduring great pain, but those eyes that were like cold stars in the night were still bright and full of murderous intent. stare at me.

I seemed to understand the ways of Hibari Kyouya in an instant, sighed softly, and said: "There is nothing to be embarrassed about, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. And anyway, Liudao Mukuro will be cannon fodder in the end, you If you want to kill them all and keep them secret, try to kill me too, provided you don’t leave here.”

He was silent for a moment, then said, "You won't."

The whole sentence is probably to believe that I will not go out and spread the scene of him being so depressed at the moment?

I chuckled, patiently and like an old mother, enlightened Mr. Yunque, a second-year middle school boy: "Well, I also showed a very embarrassing side in front of you before, it's okay, don't worry about it."

He sneered at this sentence, his frowning brows showed no sign of loosening.Anyway, I'm a scumbag in comforting people, and I don't care if Mr. Yunque's proud and fragile heart feels better, as long as he cooperates to stop the bleeding and save his life.

"Without water, can you swallow it dry?" I asked.

Unexpectedly, Yunque broke away from me, his voice was weak but with an undeniable coldness: "No need."

...You just piss me off, Hibari-kun.

"Do you want to bleed to death?" I ran out of patience, crossed my arms, and my voice became cold.

"Cut," he pressed the wound again, "I said no need, I can stop it myself."

At this time, I discovered that the bloodstain on his shoulder had indeed not expanded any further. Is this... Killer's self-cultivation and extraordinary resilience?

"Besides, you'd better not get involved," he clenched his teeth, as if he was in pain, but he forced out a rebellious smile, "Otherwise, I will kill you!"

I could only slap myself on the forehead, take a deep breath and try to digest brother Skylark's logic, and decided that it's better not to meddle in other people's business.

Fuck you, count the number of times this is the first time you have issued a death-defying declaration!You should hurry up and bite, come, come, come!

Qihai only spent a lot of effort to forcefully control the impetuous and childish waves in her heart.

"Then do we have to wait for you to recover now?" I asked weakly, feeling that the wounds on my upper arms and calves were a little itchy after the ups and downs just now.

Skylark sat on the ground, didn't answer me, closed his eyes and meditated, but I shook him with the bracelet flashlight, and saw the big beads of sweat rolling down his temples, so I knew that Mr. Skylark, who refused to give in to death, must be in terrible pain .

I don't want to move anymore, anyway, I can't climb up like this, I'm afraid of falling, so I just sit together, hoping that A Gang who is hanging up will come soon - if you don't hang up, forget it, Liu Daoku is not easy to deal with.

I turned off the light source in my hand, sat down, and suddenly felt relaxed in the dark, and the itchy and painful feeling of the not deep wound became clearer. After such torture, I felt drowsy instead.

"Hey, Skylark," I yawned, "don't fall asleep, you will die if you sleep."

"... Tell yourself this sentence."

"Understand the spirit." I said listlessly, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the wound on my right upper arm, and it was still unbearably itchy.

We just sat like this, only the sound of each other's breathing in the silence, and it was rare to be peaceful and peaceful, until the wall around me was blasted open.

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