Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart beat heavily, and the chill climbed up his back. It seemed that even the blood was congealed. His body and soul were divided into two, one of them just stood there stiffly, and the other followed the muscles Memory raises its hand in the blink of an eye to block the oncoming sharp blade.

Click!

The sharp steel blade split the gun barrel in front of it into two, the muzzle broke along the smooth oblique section, and fell to the ground with a snap.And Song Wenyao took advantage of the moment he had seized to retreat two steps quickly, distanced himself from the bionic person twelve in front of him.

Warm blood snaked down from the inside of his right hand, condensed on the slightly trembling fingertips, and then fell to the ground in obedience to the call of gravity, which was particularly conspicuous on the porcelain white floor tiles.

Bionic Man Twelve had already stood up straight, but that familiar face now had a completely unfamiliar mocking expression.

"Should I say it was a blessing in disguise or something... If it wasn't for being in such a defenseless body, I still wouldn't be able to control the soul of a real player."

Song Wenyao narrowed his eyes dangerously, his face darkened, "Your real purpose is not just to control the world."

"Of course."

Bionic Man Twelve, or the four-dimensional creature that is currently manipulating this NPC, with one hand on his hips, eyes disdainful, "Even though I have the supreme authority in this world, I am still subject to others, how could I be so stupid, for nothing? How about exposing your handle to others?"

"What do you mean?"

X raised the corner of his mouth and gave him a malicious smile, "You——is what I really want."

"You are the only master of this world, the king above everything else." The bionic man stepped forward, raised his index finger and middle finger, and supported Song Wenyao's chin.

He leaned against his side face, his icy voice sounded like a devil's whisper, "I only need a little time to completely deconstruct your soul, and then your body in this world, everything you have, including..."

He withdrew his hand and pointed to himself, "This man."

"It will all be mine."

"No one will know that you have truly disappeared, and I, the nameless soul, will take your place and enjoy your money, status, and rights. Your name is still there, but it belongs to me!"

Song Wenyao quietly listened to the people in front of him talking nonsense in his ears, his eyes were gradually frozen.

But in the blind spot of his sight, X slowly raised the long blade in his hand, "But you don't look like the kind of person who will be obedient, I still have to find a way to take away your means of resistance, For example..."

"Abolish your limbs!"

The wild smile on the corner of the bionic youth's mouth contained great malice, and the long blade raised from below pressed against Song Wenyao's side ribs upwards, almost cutting off his arm...

!

The sudden force from his lower abdomen caused him to fly backwards unconsciously, slamming into the glass more than ten meters away, and the long blade in his hand also slipped away from his palm and slid far away.

Song Wenyao casually threw away the unusable gun, and retracted the foot he had just raised with ease.

"Uh uh...fuck...you're too ruthless..."

There were intermittent groans from the corner of the wall.

The bionic youth curled up, clutching a certain part of himself and sitting against the glass, his face distorted by the pain.

Song Wenyao leaned against the table and folded his arms, his expression was still not good, but the look in his eyes was not as cold as before.

He half raised his lips, and the words that came out of his mouth were mean and joking, "It seems that it is still useful to put 'that' on you."

That's not how it works either!This is an unbearable pain in a man's life, okay?

Zhang Liangshao stood up slowly from the ground while supporting the wall, his eyes froze when he saw the destroyed gun thrown on the ground by Song Wenyao.

[Xiao Qi, the pistol is broken, you have to think of another way! ]

The system in his mind immediately replied, [Director Qin is recoding your sword and trying to get the master to get it, but the most troublesome thing is that you have to get that four-dimensional creature out of your body first, otherwise the current You in the fully connected state will also be deleted together with him. ]

[But...] Zhang Liangshao frowned.

[oh?It turned out that there was another shameless eavesdropper here. ]

An unfamiliar voice interrupted his conversation with the system. The voice was hoarse and depressing, with a heavy resonance, like a dark monster from the abyss.

[Zhang Liangshao, you're still buzzing... buzzing...] 7474741's message seemed to be disturbed by an electric current, turning into a noise of unknown meaning.

[You are shameless, get out of Lao Tzu's body! ] Zhang Liangshao covered his head, enduring the pain like being torn apart.

[oh? ] X sneered in his mind, [Soon this will not be your body, not only that, even your consciousness will cease to exist...]

"Song..." Zhang Liangshao's field of vision was gradually invaded by darkness, and the man's face was blurred into a ball. He turned his head with difficulty, and his eyes finally focused on the blade not far from him. The body slowly backs away from that position.

Seeing his body gradually slipping out of control in an uncontrollable posture, he could only choose to convey the most important information to that person.

Zhang Liangshao pinched the palm of his hand, exchanging the pain for a moment of dominance.

"Get that sword!"

he roared loudly.

Just halfway through the words, the expression on the face of the bionic youth suddenly changed, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant, and he rushed towards that position with a full face——

A certain nimble man rushed towards the target without hesitation the moment he heard those words, and reached the position almost at the same time as the bionic man. Kicking, dodging android twelve's fists in his face.

The long sword wrapped in cloth scraped the ground and slid until it reached the base of the outer wall of the glass room before stopping.

The swift right uppercut made the air anxious, and the strong wind made the tips of the ears ache. Seeing that the blow was lost, the bionic man instantly turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed the back of the man's neck...

"You wake up!"

Song Wenyao turned around, firmly held his arm, and tried to repeat the same trick when he raised his knee, but this time he was successfully avoided by the well-prepared young man.

The man had no choice but to grab the bionic man's arm and throw him against the wall, raising his hand to stop him.

The glass behind the bionic man let out a trembling cry.

"If you don't wake up, I'm going to kiss someone else."

Song Wenyao grabbed the young man's jaw, and without waiting for his response, he bent down and leaned closer to the man's surprised eyes.

The lips and tongue were driven straight in between the teeth of the bionic man, which was too late to close, hooking the warm and soft tip of the tongue, flexibly teasing and dancing with it, frantically conveying a cavity of urgent and longing violent emotions.

A strong electric current was transmitted from the soles of the feet to the brain, the core on the chest flickered and accelerated, the eyes of the bionic man blinked, and at a certain moment a certain heavy expression suddenly reflected, he raised his hand and grabbed the collar of the man's collar, straightened He stood up and responded fiercely.

During the exchange of lips and teeth, the seeds that had been planted in their hearts began to take root and sprout rapidly, and the same fiery thoughts kept echoing in the minds of the two of them.

Confirmed, it's you.

Even if I die, I won't let you go.

Feeling that the control of his body was about to be lost in the fight again, Zhang Liangshao finally bit the man's lower lip hard, tasting the rusty smell of blood, then pushed his chest away hard, and made a slap on his own territory. Solemnly swear.

"I forbid you to kiss other people!"

In the next second, the bionic youth stood up straight, with a playful expression on his face seamlessly.

"Oh? I really underestimated you."

X twisted his neck, clasped his fists with both hands and twisted his wrist joints, making a crisp popping sound.

"However, the fighting skills of this conscious body are unexpectedly good, and I don't intend to let go."

As he spoke, he rushed towards Song Wenyao again, and the two started fighting again.

The young bionic man with one arm exposed has a graceful and sharp fighting posture, his movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the broken black hair is thrown back along with his movements, revealing a smooth forehead.

In contrast, his opponent's movements are much calmer, and he can often resolve moves skillfully within a square inch. His blue eyes are always calm and composed, but judging from his movements of only defending but not attacking, the opponent's identity seems to be quite right. He was too much of a hindrance to fight back at full strength, and his right hand was bleeding profusely.

The battle situation was tense for a while.

It will be a bit troublesome if it goes on like this... Who knows if that thing will really annex Ah Shao's consciousness.

Song Wenyao was a little distracted while avoiding the opponent's attack...

And the bionic man in front of him suddenly showed a successful smile on his face, raised his leg and gave a beautiful backspin kick, lowered his body and turned sideways to the corner when the man stepped aside from the huge empty door, held the sharp blade, with both hands With a kick of the leg, a slant forward from bottom to top!

Bright red blood splashed along the moving direction of the blade.

Song Wenyao flitted back quickly, holding the glass beside him with his blood-stained hand, and pressing his abdomen with his left hand. Warm and viscous liquid slowly flowed out from between his fingers, losing body temperature and physical strength along with it.

Something is wrong.

He glanced around from the corner of his eye, trying to find some self-defense weapons, but suddenly saw the body of the bionic person Eleven lying on the console in the assembly room.

Something flashed in his mind, and before he could grasp it, the long sword in front of him stabbed again.

Song Wenyao flashed sideways, and by the way raised his hand to click on the light screen that lit up somewhere on the glass.

With a soft bang, the lock on the glass door was unlocked.

He staggered across the blade on the side of his cheek, restrained the bionic man's elbow, his expression froze suddenly, and before the other party could react, he quickly reversed and cut in with amazing skill, facing the person behind him. With the left shoulder, use the left foot as the axis to exert force on the waist, move the body down, and throw the person directly——

The huge momentum caused the bionic man to slam the glass door open with a thud, knock over the operating table in the center of the assembly room, and then roll into a ball on the ground following the bionic boy above.

"Uh..." The back of the hand was stepped on by a foot, and the blade in the palm was forcibly taken away.

Everything happened in just a few seconds. X had learned Zhang Liangshao's fighting style hastily, but hadn't mastered it, and had no time to react to Song Wenyao's sudden critical attack.

Victory is decided.

The bionic youth turned over and looked up at the tall figure standing in front of him, with a shrunken expression on his face, he said bravely.

"If you kill me, he will die too."

He tried to avoid the point of the sword pointing at his chest, and slowly moved back.

Song Wenyao looked down at him, his entire face was hazy due to the glare from behind, and his eyes shrouded in shadows were deeply deep.

The clothes on his body were already soaked in blood, and even the blade in his left hand was still dripping with his blood, but at this moment, he didn't even shake slightly, and pointed firmly at the bionic man's chest. with the number 12.

"Don't kill me." The bionic man showed a pitiful and weak expression on his handsome face, his eye circles were slightly red, "I will obey you in everything."

Song Wenyao remained silent, his expression unpredictable.

The weeping sound of the bionic youth stopped abruptly, he raised his hand to hold the blade, sat up halfway, and pointed it at his chest.

"Go ahead."

The face that had been pear blossoms and rain just now, now has an expression of determination that has never been seen before.

Zhang Liangshao quietly looked at the man in front of him for a while, then lowered his arms, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes as if he was ready.

But the long sword, which was still unwavering just now, became trembling.

"I let you do it!" The young man with his eyes closed shouted loudly.

The next moment, the blade retreated slightly, and the man half-knelt down and hugged him.

"sorry."

This sigh caused the four-dimensional creature X to completely panic. He regained control, opened his eyes and struggled vigorously, but was tightly held in someone's arms.

"Don't! Let me go! I don't want to die!!!"

Song Wenyao put his arms around someone's head, completely different from his tough action was the soft kiss he landed on the bionic man's head.

Without any warning, the blood-stained sharp blade pierced the bionic man's chest, pierced the blue crystal marked with 12 from the center, and then went straight out of his back .

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The bionic youth suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils quickly slackened, his arms slid down, and stopped struggling in Song Wenyao's embrace.

In a messy basement, countless mechanical bodies with twisted limbs fell scattered in every corner, blood was messy, the rollers under the overturned operating table stopped rotating, and snow flakes glowed on the light screen flickering in the air.

The two embraced under the white fluorescent tubes, like a magnificent statue.

Time seemed to stand still.

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