The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

After the energy dissipated, Xilou rushed into the center of the current ring, and this was what he saw

An Xue was very close to the ghost king, the bandage around his neck was loose, the top two buttons of the system were undone, and the shirt was pulled down, revealing his white shoulders and neck.

An Xue's complexion was cold and white, as if it were traces printed by electric light, and because of the whiteness, the red poop print mixed with blood on her neck looked even more eye-catching and coquettish.

——He was sucked blood by the ghost king again! !

And in this state, An Xue was holding the ghost king's cheek with her left hand, pressing her thumb against the corner of his lips, and vigorously wiped away the blood left by her lips.

As a result, An Xue's thumb was also stained with her own blood.

He actually smiled happily, and the unnatural redness at the end of his eyes was also stirred up.

That was the expression that only a mad An Xue would have.

Xilou paused in place, not knowing whether to rush in and pull An Xue away, or to reprimand the ghost king severely.

In shock, Xilou looked like a sculpture, seeing Ran Yuchi put his palm on An Xue's hand, bent his fingers, hooked the back of his hand playfully, and gently took An Xue's hand down, saying in a regretful tone: "Ah, I should go."

It wasn't until now that Xilou found the voice, and said angrily: "You, you..."

"Please wait a moment." Ran Yuchi rushed to Xilou with a polite and gentlemanly smile—the gesture seemed as if Xilou interrupted their intimacy, and the magnanimous ghost king decided not to bother with him.

Xilou: "..."

The ghost king put a dose of reagent into An Xue's palm: "Here, feed it to the spider."

He didn't know what Mankong was called, so he could only refer to it as "spider".

The reagent is green, and the air bubbles float up. It doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.

"What is this?" An Xue asked.

"A kind of medicine." Ran Yuchi explained, "Humans will lose consciousness after being infected into ghosts. 29 years ago, a large number of unconscious ghosts flooded into the ghost world, which was inconvenient to manage. Retain the ghost's consciousness."

"Hopefully it will come in handy."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, put his hand on Xilou's shoulder, and patted it lightly.

Xilou's expression changed in an instant. In his subconscious mind, no matter what the ghost king did, he had no good intentions, and any action must have other purposes.

He immediately drew out his scepter and pointed it at the ghost king as if facing a formidable enemy.

But the Ghost King did nothing.

Xilou didn't notice it, but An Xue could see it clearly.

A ray of white light appeared under the ghost king's palm.

An Xue understood.

The King of Ghosts is showing him exactly how he "borrowed" spiritual power.

Xilou would not be harmed, nor would the celestial master whom he "borrowed" spiritual power from earlier, they didn't even feel anything.

——At least today, he is a harmless and helpful ghost king.

At the same time, a red crystal appeared in his other hand.

This crystal has always been in Gu Qianxing's pocket, and now it has been transferred to the ghost king.

He waved his hand at An Xue, and the next moment, his figure disappeared into the air.

It wasn't until the ghost king left that Xilou heaved a sigh of relief and ran towards An Xue.

The first thing to do was to take off his coat, covering half of his exposed shoulders and neck.

An Xue: "?"

Xilou gritted her teeth viciously: "What did he do to you?!"

Seeing the brighter red tattoos, Xilou couldn't help but swear, "Fuck, does the King of Ghosts treat you as a food reserve?!"

"No." An Xue said.

He touched his index finger and thumb together and opened them again.

The half-dried blood was sticky, so he licked it again with the tip of his finger.

The blood on the fingertips was little by little.It has become a miniature gene sequencer the size of a thumb.

For a while, Qian Lin was researching instruments related to gene sequencing, and An Xue learned some procedures of making the instruments by the way.

On the collector, there is a tube of light red liquid.

An Xue took off the test tube, put it in her belt, and said, "I let him bite it."

"What?" Xilou thought for a moment before she understood the meaning of An Xue's words.

"You let him bite? Why?!"

An Xue got up and tied a knot on the empty sleeve on the right with one hand: "Because I unilaterally want to know who he is."

Different from last time, this time the ghost king cannot use his spiritual power, so An Xue's little trick can be successful.

——The ghost king sucked his blood, and he was able to copy the blood into a genetic collection device, which quietly took away the ghost king's genetic information.

As long as the analysis results are uploaded to the database, he will be able to know the identity of the ghost king in the human world.

An Xue got up and left here, holding the collection bottle in her hand, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.

In the beginning, An Xue's interest in the Ghost King stemmed from his strength, which allowed him to feel emotions without being injured or in pain.

And now, there is one more——

Ghost King is able to connect his brain.

It's a strange feeling.

After all, with his current physical structure, he cannot be called a human being.

And he didn't know how he survived.

Metal and machinery will not change with the growth of the human body. Children who are transformed into him in the orphanage will die within two years because of their unsuitable bodies.

Only he survived.

It seems that there is a force that allows his right half of the body to change with him.

It seemed that it was not a machine, not metal, but flesh and blood, connected to neurons, controlled by the brain, and able to grow with him, real flesh and blood.

An Xue wanted to know the reason.

I also really want to know who he saw that day.

When he always dreamed of the day when the orphanage was destroyed, he saw a vague figure calling him softly: "Ann."

An Xue really couldn't remember what happened that day, but he would never forget this person and this voice.

Because this person seems to have put something in his body.

what exactly is it?An Xue didn't know.

Qianlin couldn't find the answer either.

If the ghost king can connect his brain without his key, maybe there is a chance for him to figure out the secret about the right body.

It took Xilou a long time to digest those simple words.

He thought An Xue was crazy: "So you just let him suck blood? What if something happens?! He is the king of ghosts! Who knows what he will do to you!!"

An Xue looked at Xilou, tilted her head, with a puzzled expression: "You really didn't notice?"

Xilou: "What did you find?"

An Xue: "He is very weak today. As I said last time, the ability of the ghost king can only be used after [-] o'clock in the evening. At this time, he does not have any spiritual power. Even the spiritual power that he just left was taken from you. .”

Xilou: "?"

An Xue didn't say anything more, and the Ghost King didn't make trouble, so it shouldn't be the Ghost King's matter that they're entangled with right now, they still need to deal with the scene.

He stepped across the scorched ground and walked towards Gu Qianxing along the metal conductors that spread throughout the stadium.

Gu Qianxing's limbs were tied by Millers metal, and he had lost consciousness and passed out.

The cage not far from him was knocked crooked, and the door bolt fell off. Mankong restrained the urge to rush out of the cage countless times, and locked himself in it.

The medical staff, wearing protective clothing, came in and took Gu Qianxing out. They made every movement carefully, and the humanoid spider behind them stared at them with eight eyes without blinking, making them feel like "you have to do it!" If you hurt Qianxing, you will die" sense of urgency, until Gu Qianxing was transported out of the school, Man Kong reluctantly withdrew his eyes.

An Xue approached the cage and asked, "Can you change back?"

Mankong shook his head.

He can no longer make a human voice.

Maybe after a while, he will forget about the fact that he is a human being, and turn into a monster completely.

Fortunately, he met a celestial master who kept his promise.

Mankong had a good impression of the celestial master in front of him, and was willing to listen to him, and gently touched his empty sleeve with his steps.

"I'm fine, I can fix it." An Xue handed the reagent to Man Kong, "Eat it, I heard it can preserve your consciousness."

Mankong: "!!"

Man Kong didn't doubt him, Bu Zuo carefully took the reagent and poured it into his mouth. The reagent was too bitter, so he couldn't help but growl.

The celestial masters nearby who were clearing up the situation suddenly straightened their backs, thinking that Man Kong was about to attack, and pointed their weapons in this direction.

An Xue raised her hand, signaling them to put down their weapons.

"I'm going to bring you back to the branch office. You will live with Gu Qianxing, but the environment probably won't be too good."

Man Kong shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind.

"Yeah." An Xue said, "Control yourself well and don't attack other people, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."

Man Kong nodded.

After the communication, An Xue stepped aside and contacted the transportation department.

Mankong's current form is too large to be transported by ordinary vehicles. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the vehicle responsible for transporting the unusually sized ghost arrived late.

There was no need for An Xue to speak, Man Kong jumped into the carriage directly.

He and Lianxing went to the same place, and he wanted to meet Lianxing quickly.

The four legs waved in the air. He seemed to want to say something to An Xue, but he couldn't speak, so he could only gesture.

But soon, his movements stopped abruptly——

Man Kong arched his carapace, raised his feet slowly, assumed an aggressive posture, and looked forward with great vigilance.

?

An Xue followed his gaze and turned her head.

I saw No. 798 actually appeared here, with the long knife out of its sheath, showing anger.

At this moment, No. 798 was in a mess, his body was covered with spider webs, and there were a few small spiders spinning silk on his neck and arms.

Seeing Man Kong being sent into the escort car by the celestial masters, No. 798 was overjoyed and let out a series of gloating laughter: "Hahahaha! Can you continue to run now?! I'm going to kill you now!! Garbage, bastard !You shouldn’t have existed since you were born!!”

He was too angry.

It was the first time that a ghost forced him into such a mess.

Anyway, the celestial masters around him couldn't do anything to him. No. 798 swooped down in a desperate posture, slashed down with a long knife, and swung the white blade.

Just when the blade was about to hit the sky, the blood scythe suddenly appeared. An Xue blocked No. 798's attack with one hand, and kicked him hard without any politeness.

"roll."