"Did you hear any sound?"
When Miss Peng and Maid Lin squatted down to observe the old pastor's body, Su Yi suddenly heard a rustling sound...
It seems like something is coming!
Su Yi took a step back. His feet suddenly felt soft, as if he had stepped on something furry!
He jumped away in shock, and the next second, he felt a warm and strong force on his waist. Bai Ye hugged him and dodged quickly. At the same time, Su Yi heard the crisp metallic sound of the knife tip, and strands of black scattered in the air... It was the severed hair!
From under the floor tiles came a terrifying, teeth-aching sound.
"ah--"
Some hair stuck out from the gap between the floor tiles, and they immediately tied up the old pastor's body and dragged him down. Miss Peng who was beside the body was also in trouble. She screamed, and the maid Lin took out a pair of large scissors from her backpack to help her cut off her hair. However, the situation changed too quickly!
The hair rushed in like a tidal wave, flooding the auditorium at lightning speed, like a black dragon arching its back and lifting up all the floor tiles. In an instant, everyone in the auditorium lost their footing, and the entire floor was covered with densely packed hair. They were like pedestrians trapped in quicksand in the desert, about to be swept into the ground by the black hair...
“Get out of the way!”
Bai Ye raised the knife and swung it downwards with force. The tip of the knife, which was as sharp as cutting through mud, cut through the thick layer of hair. The hair fell off in clumps. He used the knife to carve out a space in the huge amount of hair, just like cutting through the waves in the sea to create an isolated island, and placed Su Yi in his arms on this island.
"There must be something underneath." Bai Ye said, "You stay here first."
The sea of hair swallowed up the old pastor's body and no one knew where it had been rolled away. Now no one had the extra energy to take care of it.
The whole ground was overturned by the hair, there was no place to stand, it was all surging with terrifying hair. Maid Lin and Planner Peng were pushed to the wall, they quickly took out the flying claw props, fixed them to the top of the wall with a snap, and began to climb up the wall.
"Go! Hide somewhere higher."
A hand in a black leather glove was stretched out before his eyes.
Su Yi looked up and saw that the magician also had a flying claw hanging on the wall, with a safety rope tied around his waist. He was flying towards him, inviting him to join him in climbing walls and running on rooftops.
Su Yi stretched out his hand, and was about to catch up with the magician and escape from the sea of hair under his feet, when suddenly! His ankle tightened and was grabbed by something!
He turned around and saw a hand sticking out from the pile of hair. The hand of the withered monster was tightly clamped around him.
"Ah!" Su Yi cried out softly, and his frail body was pulled down by the ghost. He instantly missed the magician's outstretched hand, and the hair in the ground immediately wrapped around him like a tentacle, trying to swallow him up...
"Su Yi!"
The magician shouted, and he swung to the other side, stepped on the wall with his black leather shoes, and used the reaction force to swing back...
"Wife, don't be afraid." Su Yi heard the life-saving system say in his heart, "Someone will come to rescue you soon!"
The jet-black hair came up like a tide, encroaching on his vision. Su Yi was trapped in the pile of hair, tightly closing his mouth and nose to prevent the hair from getting in.
He obediently did not struggle, knowing that with his weak strength, it would be better to wait patiently for rescue. Before he could wait for a second, he heard a crackling sound -
The black blanket in front of him was torn open, and all the hair that blocked his vision was broken. Su Yi heard the monster that grabbed him let out a miserable wail and suddenly loosened his ankles.
Su Yi quickly took the opportunity to climb out. As soon as he got his head out, a gust of wind blew past him. A strong hand grabbed his waist and lifted him up.
The magician held Su Yi in one hand and pulled the long rope of the flying claw with the other hand. He flew over the sea of moving hair, brought Su Yi to the wall, and began to climb to a safer higher place with him on his back.
Su Yi lay on the magician's back, turned around, and saw a solitary figure standing in the vast black hair. Bai Ye stayed there alone, with a murderous aura, blood dripping from the blade, and his feet stepped on the monster's broken arm. The flying broken hair spread outward with him as the center...
The monster had one of its hands chopped off, and it became completely enraged. Its roar pierced through the auditorium, and it angrily shot its long hair at Bai Ye. The hard black hair pierced at him like steel needles.
Bai Ye turned sideways, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hair. His upper arm exerted a terrifying force and he used the hair to pull the two-meter-tall monster, making it unable to move.
It struggled in pain, its remaining hands and feet thrashing about, but no matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape Bai Ye's grip, and was instead dragged over forcefully...
Bai Ye dragged the tall monster towards him with one hand, and held the knife in the other hand, letting the monster watch him move closer and closer to the blade, step by step. The sharp blade reflected a cold light, and no matter how it struggled, it could not resist or escape from this overwhelming and terrifying force.
The two-meter-tall monster roared at Bai Ye, causing a fierce wind to blow, but Bai Ye remained unmoved. This monster had a low IQ, and only now did it think of biting off its hair to escape, but it was too late!
The distance was so close that he could reach it with his tentacles. Bai Ye raised his knife grimly and chopped off the monster's head...
Sizzle.
Su Yi closed his eyes and didn't dare to look. He heard the sound of blood splashing on the ground.
The monster's head fell down, wrapped in long hair, and Bai Ye couldn't see clearly what it was. After killing the monster, he suddenly felt his palms were wet.
Tick-tick.
Bai Ye raised his hand and saw that his palm was covered in blood, dripping from the base of his palm onto the ground.
He habitually used his right hand to pull the monster's hair just now. There was still the burn in his hand from throwing the collar bomb to save Su Yi. The scab had already scabbed over, but the pull just now caused the scab to split open again. The new tender flesh was severely scratched by the steel-needle-like hair, and blood was oozing out.
Bai Ye frowned, feeling something was wrong. He could understand the scab cracking, but how could that hair hurt him?
He was holding this high-level forged ghost-killing knife in his hand. The low-level ghosts in the novice copy could not cause any harm to him. How could those steel needles and hair scratch his hand?
unless……
These hairs are not ghost's.
Bai Ye turned on his light screen and checked the message prompt, but the screen was empty, with nothing on it.
——There is no record of any rewards. After killing this black-haired monster, I didn’t get any props, gold coins, or even any experience points for upgrading.
Bai Ye frowned, a lot of hair on the ground was still moving restlessly, he swung his knife to cut them off, at this time he heard a call from above his head:
“Come up quickly!”
Bai Ye looked up and saw that Su Yi had been taken to the high beam by the magician, lying there safely, with a little face showing, his eyebrows furrowed, looking at him worriedly.
Bai Ye felt warm in his heart, and he thrust the sharp knife into the ground. He then jumped into the air with the blade in his hand, and threw out a flying claw which stuck steadily on the high beam. He used the force to fly up along the wall, and finally landed on the beam opposite Su Yi. The whole series of actions were completed gracefully and smoothly.
But Su Yi is not looking at him now.
Bai Ye saw Su Yi with his head tilted, and the magician squatting beside him, showing something to Su Yi like a fawning dog slave.
Bai Ye narrowed his eyes and looked for a long time, and finally understood. The magician was showing Su Yi his torn pants!
The guy might have been scratched by a hair while escaping, and a small cut was made on his pants, and the skin under the pants was also slightly broken. The wound was very shallow and not even a drop of blood was shed, but he showed it to Su Yi in a pitiful and shameless manner.
Bai Ye felt very disdainful and thought who would care about such an idiot.
The next second, he saw Su Yi's pretty face, which had just been worried about him, now facing the magician with a gentle voice:
"Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
Bai Ye gritted his teeth and saw that the magician opposite him was so shameless that he hissed and made a sound of pain, and said to Su Yi in a pretentious manner:
“It hurts.”
The voice sounded extremely aggrieved, as if the person had been deeply hurt!
Su Yi saw that the wound in front of him did not seem to be serious, but seeing the magician in so much pain, he was worried that the wound might be poisonous, so he said:
"Do you have any medicine?"
The magician shook his head pitifully, with the clown mask crooked on his face. The grinning expression on the mask combined with his injured look instead created a contrast of decadent and fragile feelings, making him even more sympathetic.
Su Yi was the soft-hearted one, and couldn't bear to see this, so he asked him, "So... now? What should we do?"
"It really hurts." The magician leaned against the beam, looking like he had lost too much blood, and spoke in a low voice, as if whispering:
"Why don't you blow it?"
Su Yi: “…!”
Bai Ye on the opposite side was furious when he heard this and immediately clenched his bleeding right hand.
His hands and heart were hurting even more, but he didn't realize the pain. He just stared at Su Yi intently. He felt uncomfortable for no reason. He wouldn't... really blow this guy, would he?
The next moment, Bai Ye heard Su Yi sigh softly, as if he couldn't do anything to him.
Then, he saw Su Yi lower his head and approach the magician's torn pants. His soft black hair fell down and stuck to his cheek. His cheek was slightly puffed up, and he blew gently towards the wound...
The magician squinted his eyes in enjoyment, as if he was extremely comfortable, with a look of satisfaction like a fox. He turned his head and glanced contemptuously at the stray dog that could not lick the bone.
There was a string in his heart that snapped. Bai Ye held his bleeding hand in his heart, feeling extremely angry.
He was never afraid of getting hurt. No matter how painful his wound was, he never made a sound and he would never take the initiative to show his wounds to others. It was even more impossible for him to do something as shameful as a magician, showing his wounds everywhere and begging for charity like a dog, which was really ridiculous.
If someone had told him in the past that he would be jealous of a dog wagging its tail for mercy, Bai Ye would have just sneered. But at this moment, he really wanted to throw away all his dignity and let Su Yi come to see his wound. He was in pain too and wanted Su Yi to blow on it and to be comforted.
If the magician can get a blow in exchange for a ridiculous scratch like that, then what can he get in exchange for this thing on his hand?
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