pyloric neuropathy has not improved

Chapter 27

On the third day after the Urafan team competed, the Toyuro team played in the semifinals.

"The second round, contestant Suzu VS contestant Gui Lianxie."

Juli, who was acting as the announcer, faithfully announced the names of the opponents, but he always wondered if he had read the wrong person.It is true that the other players of the Toyulu team did not participate in the competition before, but there is absolutely no such a beautiful girl in a red dress—is she too good-looking?Also standing on the ring, how can she save face?

"Gu Lianxie contestant appeared with a giant knife,"

The volume of the bell is too small, and it should be a light and agile route. It must be a fierce battle related to chasing and escaping. Shuli hurriedly hid under the stage, "I have never seen such a huge body in the previous competition." Blade..."

Before the words fell, she opened her eyes wide in shock.

There was no prophecy, no warning, suddenly appeared in the midair, and countless swords, lights and swords rained down in the sky reflecting the cold light and killing intent, and the swords disappeared without a trace at the moment when they cut up ghosts and evil spirits.Bright red viscous blood, mixed with minced meat and shards of giant knives, flowed and poured, silently soaking through the entire circular venue.

"Not yet, not yet.

"A bird can't sing, a child can't walk.

"The person I like, you haven't given me your blood yet.

"Chew the meat and bones before you can swallow them all."

Ling hummed and walked off the ring, she was not far from Gui Lianxie, but she didn't even splash a little blood.Even the platform under his feet is white and brand new.But she didn't care about it, she swayed and stepped on the sea of ​​blood, leaving a series of blood-red slender footprints on the ground.

"Our nation hates everything, our nation is beautiful and strong.

"There is nowhere to be reached, and the glory of scarlet is supreme."

There was silence in the venue, and the extremely strong smell of blood floated in the air.

Shuli's lips trembled—judging from the intensity of the rain of swords, lights and swords, if she hadn't stepped down, she would probably have become a member of the minced meat.With the smell of blood close to her nose, resisting the urge to vomit, she picked up the microphone tremblingly:

"Just... less than a minute after the start, the battle is already over. Unexpectedly overwhelming strength! Contestant Suzu won... Ugh!"

The auditorium was already in chaos, but the exit passage from the venue was dead silent.

Ling hummed a little tune and walked in front, stepping and hopping on her small steps, as if she was playing a game of stepping on the grid with an invisible person.Crow followed her as usual, watching the bright red lace skirt go up and down with her movements.

"You've been doing fine recently."

Even though the high-density qi was condensed into armor on his body, when Ling was wearing the gray cloak, he disappeared every now and then, making it impossible to have a logical and clear continuous conversation.But when the nearly transparent gray mist was replaced by bright crimson, it was like a newborn Pandora, every frown and smile was delicious and flexible, sweet and bloody.

She glanced at him with bright red eyes, as if she knew what he was going to say. "Hidden horse?"

"Give me the place to fight against him." Crow negotiated peace with her, "I like him the most in the Pufan team."

The girl nodded briskly, and it went so smoothly that Crow was surprised. "I thought you loved him very much."

"Of course I love him."

As Ling said, the red dress opened and closed like flower petals, and she jumped forward a few more times, "Look, one, two, three... thud thump," she clapped her hands, "Long time no see, Tuan grow up."

Kurama stood not far from them, even though he didn't expect to meet the two enemies when he left, his expression didn't change much, "I thought, even if it's not a complete 'Himi Rin' now , you will at least remember the matter of your massacre."

Ling tilted her head to look at him, "Then I can't call you head anymore."

"what a pity."

"That's right." The blood-red eyes flickered slightly, and even the corners of the slightly raised lips seemed to be filled with hatred that was sticky like plasma and hard to dissolve. "I've always regretted that."

At the same time, Zangma's eyes and pupils tightened - when the two were talking, the crow had arrived behind him at some point, his figure was as swift as a black crow in the night sky, and a strand of hair was softly wrapped around his narrow and cold fingers.

He was not without scruples, he could even be said to be full of vigilance, but he was still easily manipulated by the enemy.

"Your hair quality is also very poor. Human beings are indeed fragile and stingy with maintenance."

again? "...Besides me, who else have you met?"

"Yeah, who is it?" Ling giggled, "You don't think that the 'Fei Meilin' who you pierced through the demon core never really felt the pain of death?"

"After revenge, how to return from hell, how to continue to linger on, so that you can never kill me."

The person in front of her frowned slightly, but she didn't seem to see it, and continued to speak, "I have been thinking about these things for 1000 years."

"Then, I thought of it."

"From the human world, wouldn't it be enough to find a substitute?"

The red-haired boy's complexion really changed.As if responding to the bad premonition that rose in his heart, Ling laughed even harder, "By your side, is there such a person who can see ghosts even though he is very ordinary, and has a strange ability to be immune to enchantments—since After coming to Hangshou Island, you started to get injured and sick one after another?"

"Remember the wound you left on my stomach when we first met on the island?"

Bell stopped laughing. "Originally, you could kill me again that day."

"Unfortunately, you are too gentle in this life, Minano Shuichi!"

……

"Why do you have a fever again?" Yingzi sighed and tucked in the quilt for the person on the bed, "Obviously you were so healthy before."

Maybe it's because of the rain a few days ago, or the injury that hasn't completely healed, and it's caused by inflammation after improper treatment--Rin thought silently.But she didn't dare to say that, "Maybe God sees that I'm too busy and wants me to lie in bed and have a good rest for a few days."

Yingzi was not deceived by her. "It was originally a holiday, but I didn't see a game."

"I've seen one." And she also witnessed the fan club of Demon Realm's version of love and hatred, and the fight was amazing. She wanted to write an essay on "On the Similarities and Differences of Fan Culture between Human and Demon Worlds" .

"What are you so proud of?" Yingzi glared at her, "I'll go find Yukina, and you lie down on the bed."

— Pounding.

She heard a slight shattering sound of some kind of imprisonment and seal.Numerous pictures flicker on and off in the darkness, all of which have strange tones and strange shapes.The deep purple sky, bright and fierce huge flowers, the endless grassy wasteland, the dark birdcage surrounded by grimacing flowers and trees under the moonlight, and the blood-red throne deep in the birdcage...

Flowers, snakes and bones.Probably all the people who see them think of such words first.

As the screen scrolled, the heartbeat became slower and slower, heavy but loud, like a heavy steel falling.The cold began to spread from the wound, and invaded and devoured along the skin without limit. The whole person seemed to be in a winter ice cave, struggling to survive with only his last sober will.

"Help me."

In the abyss-like despair and ice-peak-like cold pain, she heard a sigh.

"please."

"like before--"

"Rin!" Someone patted her face, "Wake up!"

Rin struggled to open her eyelids, Keiko, Atsuko, Yukina, Shizuru, Mudan, and even Little Yama, they all gathered around the bed, with worried and sad expressions on their faces.Xuecai's pale face came into view, her hands were trembling, and there were even ice tears falling on her face... What's the matter, it's just a fever, why does it seem like she's about to die?

"It's not a fever, it's a curse." Little Yama's voice pierced her brain like a needle.

"...Someone made a small figure out of grass and knocked nine-inch nails into it while calling my name?"

"It would be great if it was such a simple curse." Xiao Yan Wang said, "To make a long story short, you have been cursed by a direct lineage of the King of the Fei Clan, and there is basically no way to solve it except for the person who cast the curse. We are looking for a way, but the time may be shorter." It’s been a long time, so you must hold on... Do you understand?”

"Yes, sir." Rin said weakly, "I have one more last word."

"Just say what you want, can you not be so unlucky?"

"Don't tell Yusuke how many of them are there. Also," Rin raised one arm violently and clenched it into a fist, startling everyone around him, "Tiger! Fire! Cyber! Fiber! Diver! Viber! JarJar! Pufan Team——Fighting!"

"Teach me without a teacher, I really am a genius." After finishing speaking, he fell into a coma again.

other people:"……"