Welcome to the lock demon tower

In the seven-day time limit, today is only the third night, and the task has been completed.

It was only the first or second time that everyone entered the Demon Locking Tower. I don't know if this is common sense. Looking at the Boss who was nailed to the ground in the middle of the playground and kept waving his upper body, he felt a little guilty for a while, and followed Qiao Que at a loss. Take a seat on the grandstand steps.

Zhao Kexin thought for a while, but was still puzzled, squeezed to Qiao Que, and secretly asked him: "Aren't you taking too much risk? How do you know that this boss is so weak, what if these ghosts can't restrain him? "

Qiao Que replied: "It was you who told me that the lower level of the Demon Locking Tower would not be too difficult. Sister Xin, didn't you notice that all the ghosts we met this time... well, abnormal life forms, except for being able to bully Am I timid and have no ability to cause harm to us?"

Zhao Kexin counted with her fingers, not counting low-level grievances like Grandma Xiang... Well, teddy bears, three-headed girls, the Wall of Flesh... That's right, even Xu Siran and the blade man just now...

Um?its not right.

"Then that blade man just now..."

Qiao Que: "He's different. I guess he's the boy from the physics department who committed suicide. Do you remember? We met Zhang Qiyang during the day, and he was holding a physics textbook in his hand... that blade man, he was trying to get close to us and confuse us. The line of sight, I let it out by myself. Hmph, it’s a good plan! You can’t even direct a ghost to act, so how strong can you be.”

As he was talking, he started to hold grudges again, stared fiercely at the center of the playground, turned his hands into horns, and shouted in a drawn-out voice: "Think-calculate-plan-I-next-life-child- ——I—high—examination—score—number—higher—much—much—than—you—!!”

Everyone and Zhang Qiyang, who was in dire straits: "..."

Zhao Ke wanted to clear the key: "That's why you immediately extinguished the spiritual fire..."

"That's right." Qiao Que pointed to the center of the black air vortex: "Look, there he is, hanging on Zhang Qiyang's waist. This is an important combat force, who cares if he burns to death."

Zhao Kexin swallowed: "Then you and Xu Siran..."

Speaking of this, Qiao Que was silent for a moment, recalling that immersive memory again, and nodded after a long time: "Well. At the end of the psychic that day, she told me that she hoped that after we found the boss, we could leave it to her. Deal with it. These sane 'kinds' were all assembled by her. If she hadn't told me this, I wouldn't have figured it out so quickly."

Zhao Kexin was stunned for a moment, sighing that the mentally handicapped son who had worked so hard to go out to work, and when he came back, he had become the champion of the new department. He patted Qiao Que on the head and said solemnly: If there is a fruit, his retribution is you."

Qiao Que patted the dust off his hands, gave Zhao Kexin the potato chips in his hand to eat, then took advantage of everyone's inattention, moved his uninjured buttocks with difficulty, and rubbed against Jiang Luchi bit by bit.

He tugged at the corner of Jiang Luchi's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Chi, can I ask you a few questions?"

Jiang Luchi's eyes fell on an unknown place in front of him, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yeah."

This smile was as light as the bright moon in the pines, and as cool as the light penetrating through the broken ice, but it suddenly diluted the sense of distance in his body that rejected people thousands of miles away, softened the overly sharp facial features, and made the whole person look bright and gentle.

Qiao Que was stunned, overwhelmed by the flattery, and even stuttered: "Then, that...Zhang, Zhang Qiyang...should not have died, but he...is he still a human?...I mean, a human being."

Jiang Luchi seemed to have expected him to ask such a question, and his tone was cold: "Once people accumulate too much malice and sin, they become demons, and they are not considered human."

Qiao Que let out an "ah" and fell silent as he saw the air in the middle of the playground that had turned into a swamp.

Jiang Luchi glanced at him again, and said calmly: "You are very talented, and your inspiration is so strong, it shouldn't be difficult to distinguish."

Qiao Que nodded and murmured: "It turns out that this is demonic energy... I've never seen it before, and my knowledge has increased."

Jiang Luchi sighed in his heart, some people are born good seedlings, and they should enter this line of work. Others who work hard for a lifetime are not as good as others who are ignorant and open up wasteland.

He asked casually, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Huh?" Qiao Que was stunned and couldn't recover: "You mean the next four days? Of course I borrow books and go to the library to review for the exam!"

...After all, there are four full days extra!It is simply a final sprint gifted by God!

Jiang Luchi: ...

438 eating popcorn with breathless: ...

Zhao Kexin, who was listening secretly with her ears pricked up: ...

Jiang Luchi rubbed his temples, and waved his hands irritably: "Go."

……

After returning to the dormitory that day, Qiao Que thought about it, and told Tang Momo about the matter.

He has already asked the system, if nothing else happens, Zhang Qiyang will be restrained by a few ghosts, and will continue to be entangled like this for a long time, until the energy as the core is exhausted, and he will die with this world.

If Tang Momo's mind is still normal, she should find time to go to the playground to complete her tasks.

438's emotions never stopped all the way: "Host, I really didn't expect that once you made a move, you almost solved the world. It's a perfect clearance."

Qiao Que: "Are there very few people who pass the level perfectly?" It's obviously not difficult...

438: "Well! At least for newcomers during the voluntary mission, it is relatively rare. After this mission is over, your personal score will improve a lot!"

Hearing the score increase, Qiao Que was also happy: "Tuotuo, is my personal score related to your bonus?"

Speaking of this, 438 couldn't help but be elated: "Hey, of course. It's also related to my year-end selection. You don't know, my luck has never been very good, and the ability of the hosts I met is average. I have never had a chance to advance personally. I can only envy my colleagues."

Qiao Que asked curiously, "What kind of abilities do you usually have? Isn't mind reading very powerful?"

438 couldn't explain it in words: "Mind reading is good, but there are other...for example...a host has the ability to open an umbrella, and it will rain inside. It's gone."

Qiao Que: ...? ? ?

438: "This girl is very miserable. She doesn't even dare to talk about love, because she is afraid that her partner will give her an umbrella."

Qiao Que's pupils trembled: "You guys don't even let such a girl go?!"

438 waved his hands three times: "No, no, don't talk nonsense. This girl's spiritual power is relatively strong, it's just the form...emmm... But, every ability in this world has its place. For example, this host , The abnormal lifeform encountered in the last mission is afraid of water, a group of people were air-dropped in the desert, helpless, she took off her coat to make an umbrella, and directly killed the boss."

Qiao Que didn't know what to say: "... about the importance of professional counterparts?"

438 was also very speechless: "She should be living well now. She found a boyfriend among the task teammates in the Demon Locking Tower. His ability is to talk to animals. He is a famous veterinarian in this city. I heard that they got married later. So Ah, you are the first professional cultivator in my host who has already started."...Although the strength really surprised me...

When Qiao Que heard this, he was immediately overwhelmed with pride: "Okay! For the personal advancement of Tuo Tuo! From now on, we will strive to pass the level perfectly every time!"

438 stunned: ...

Ah ah ah cheap mouth!Mouth cheap!Slap yourself!

In the early morning of the next day, He Ping's team, who had been waiting anxiously in the living room without any sleep, finally got the result they wanted to see.

The hands of the clock have passed 08:30, but the whole school is empty, which is completely different from the bustling tide of students' morning classes two days ago.

The energy of the boss has been weakened sharply, and the world has changed a lot accordingly.

I can finally spend the next four days with peace of mind.

After finishing her breakfast, Qiao Que purred, wiped her mouth, and floated to the library like a happy magpie, every hair tipped with joy.

Today is the last day of the seven-day period. When the sky gets dark, they can return to the present world.

Zhao Kexin held the beef powder and looked at his silly back, feeling complicated.

There are really people who memorize the book home and read it all during the holidays!

Outrageous!

She shook her head, and asked Jiang Luchi, who was sitting calmly beside her, "Let Qiao Que go to the library alone today? Would it be unsafe?"

Jiang Luchi was staring at a small white gossip dish, and replied casually, "No."

Even Zhao Kexin, who was closest to him, didn't see it. In just a few seconds, several dark red texts were printed on his palm.

"I can't bear to part with the children, and I can't let go of the big-tailed wolf."

……

A large piece of egg-yellow afterglow fell in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the library, and was cut into square cakes by the square frame of the window glass, and sprinkled on the books in front of Qiao Que, opening a golden window.

Qiao Que put the books spread out in front of him back on the shelf one by one, then stretched and walked out of the library.

Looking up, I met two teammates walking along the road from the school hospital.

Qiao Que smiled and waved: "Brother He, Doctor Ding."

He Ping was amused: "Xiao Qiao, you've been reviewing all day again? Your top students in University A really worked too hard haha."

Qiao Que smiled naively, and asked curiously: "What about you, did you gain anything today?"

Idle is idle, He Ping and Dr. Ding wandered around the school recently, wanting to learn more about the background of the whole story.

Dr. Ding said: "Seven or eight or eight. This Qi Yang, you can see that he came from a good background. He has been excellent since he was a child. He was a team leader all the way from elementary school to middle school. There are a lot of awards. All the teachers and students praise him. Excuse me. In high school, he was commended for his bravery, and his resume looked perfect on the surface. But guess what, we found a whole 100 G of photos and videos in his personal computer, all of which he took with his own hands. They all abuse cats, dogs, and various animals... It makes people sick to watch, anyway, I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight. Calculating the time, when he took the first few videos, he had just started junior high school."

He Ping sighed: "It's really... people really can't look at the surface."

Qiao Que suddenly smiled, and turned his head to look at him: "Brother He is right, some people really can't see the surface."

He Ping felt that there seemed to be something in his words, so he stopped in his tracks and said in confusion, "Xiao Qiao...you..."

Before the words were spoken, a sudden change occurred.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qiao Que pushed him violently, fell to the other side, rolled a few times on the ground, and avoided a huge scimitar suddenly attacking from behind.

Doctor Ding, who was standing behind the two of them, raised a sickle taller than a person at some point, and missed a single blow. He immediately moved away and stood still in front of a rockery, without saying a word. .

The sickle on the back retracted its blade automatically, and stood by his hand, as if connected by an invisible thread.

Like a god of death.

He Ping was staggered and fell to the ground by Qiao Que, his elbows scratched a large piece of skin, his glasses slipped off and hung crookedly on his ears, his eyes were filled with astonishment: "Xiao Ding, what are you doing! No! ,you……"

Dr. Ding didn't answer, but Qiao Que who fell on the ground spoke first.

He sighed: "I said, why don't we do this?"

He Ping hurriedly took a few steps back: "What, what happened to you guys? Xiao Ding! Put your weapons away, stop joking!"

Qiao Que couldn't bear it any longer. He twisted his body and scratched his head frantically, looking like a pretty monkey: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you, but there are really too many mosquitoes here... we can fight quickly Quick decision?"

other side:"……"

Qiao Que was so tired: "It's okay, I know you are as good as Zhang Qiyang in acting, why don't you go to the playground and fight with him?"

...So what kind of campus ghost story is this world called!It should be called a campus drama star!

A moment later, behind the rockery behind Qiao Que, a small bottle of Fengyoujing was thrown out.

Then came Zhao Kexin's violent scolding: "Qiao Que! What nonsense! Can I slap mosquitoes? They bit me eight times!"

With an innocent face, Qiao Que raised his head and asked, "So, can we start the round of 'the villain died because of talking too much'? Brother He?"