Chapter 74 Difficult

Everyone's attention was unconsciously focused on He Jingtong.

The young man was leaning against the wall, with Ming Jiuguan being used as a crutch by him, propped up on the ground.

Black hair stained with blood stuck to his forehead. In He Jingtong's eyes, blood seeped around his eye sockets. In the center of his vision that was stained red, Zong Feng's struggling movements became increasingly weak.

He Jingtong clenched his back teeth, his hair covering his eyes, no one could see his expression clearly. But everyone could see that his knees were visibly bent.

Even though the suffocating feeling of death was following him like a shadow, Zong Feng, who saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

The tears did not flow down in the form of saline during the suffocation, but at this moment, they followed my heart and wet my eyes.

The nails that Zong Feng had used to tightly grip the alien spirit Su Qing's wrist had already been broken in large numbers due to the overly rough movement.

Red spots were scattered all over the hands that fans called works of art.

A purple power symbolizing purity leaped up, but this power was not aimed at the alien spirit Su Qing, who Zong Feng could not cause any harm to.

But Zong Feng himself.

He had no intention of letting He Jingtong face such a choice that would destroy his dignity.

"Stop!" Su Xu, who still had a place to stand, rushed to He Jingtong.

Su Xu grabbed the boy's wrist forcefully. His action was too rough, but he still managed to hold the boy back, who was just one step away from actually kneeling down.

Dignity has no meaning here for He Jingtong.

It's just a simple kneeling. If it can bring Zong Feng's safety, it's worth it.

"Bang——"

At the same time, a dull explosion sounded between Zong Feng and the alien spirit Su Qing.

Blood suddenly exploded in He Jingtong's sight.

The alien spirit Su Qing frowned and pushed Zong Feng away with force, like throwing away a bag of garbage.

The palm of the monster's hand, with minced meat and bright red hanging on it.

In the distance, Zong Feng fell heavily to the ground. The sound of his ribs or other bones breaking could be heard from the air.

But what was more serious was the injury on Zong Feng's neck, which was already bloody and torn.

The bones were white and the blood in Zong Feng's throat was like a hot spring bubbling out continuously, gurgling continuously.

Everything unfolded before the eyes of the three young children.

He Jingtong didn't even have time to look at Su Xu before he suddenly pushed him away, but his direction was towards the relatively soft sofa.

Afterwards, He Jingtong took the initiative to rush towards the alien spirit Su Qing.

Qi Xueyi also cooperated silently and moved to Zong Feng's side.

The fatal injury was slowly healed under the protection of green power.

Zong Feng, who originally thought he would die on the spot, smiled a little abruptly and said silently: "He Jingtong, we will win this battle."

——Cognition empowers success.

The purple power flashed behind the alien spirit Su Qing's mind.

As long as the alien spirit Su Qing is not designated as the designated role for cognitive information, bestowing power will not be that difficult.

Especially when he was unable to kill He Jingtong.

But at this moment, Qi Xueyi really wanted to slap Zong Feng.

"You're almost dead, but you're still paying attention to this!"

But Qi Xueyi couldn't do it. He couldn't continue to hurt this man whose head was almost separated from his body.

"You're the one who's really crazy."

He even had the nerve to blame the interns for fighting. It was crazy to see them bleeding.

"You've done such a harsh thing to yourself... Have you ever thought about the possibility of your own death?!"

Zong Feng smiled silently, giving a weak response to the worry behind the scolding.

Not far away, the familiar Bagua talisman formation appeared again around Jian Zirui.

Compared to the time when she fled with her men on the mountain, this time, Jian Zirui chose to fight side by side with He Jingtong.

So what if it's an S-level spirit?

No matter how strict the academy's rules are, being a spiritual master is still a profession that involves death.

If she had not been prepared for death, Jian Zirui would not have studied the paranormal department, but just ordinary subjects.

Jian Zirui tightly gripped the sword in her hand and rushed forward at the same time as He Jingtong who was holding a knife.

The pain was completely blocked, so He Jingtong was not affected at all by the damage caused by the dirt on his internal organs.

In addition, after He Jingtong learned that Fu Zexun had set a rule that forbade him to kill the alien spirit Su Qing, he fought even more frantically.

The electricity that had previously drained an entire entertainment company once again became the source of power to accelerate him.

It was obviously impossible to compete with an S-level spirit in speed. However, Ming Jiuguan, who was blessed with the power of the white soul and the characteristic of his ability, was able to break the defense of the spirit Su Qing, which no one else could do.

If life is really a game, then S-level spirits with health bars and whose defenses can be broken can still be killed.

He Jingtong coughed hard, and the blood that kept flowing up his throat was swallowed back into his stomach. The fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries also caused the alien spirit Su Qing to have many small knife wounds all over his body, which made him very annoyed.

In this battle, the participants could not see all the details. Those who did not participate were still working diligently to save people. The only one who could see clearly was Su Xu.

He watched He Jingtong being knocked away by the alien spirit Su Qing again and again, and crashing into various furniture again and again.

Wood chips flew everywhere and blood splashed everywhere.

The figure who had saved him not long ago but was bleeding inexplicably, fell down several times, but was still able to stand up and rush towards the alien spirit Su Qing again.

But this was a one-sided battle.

Su Xu could see that there was almost no place on He Jingtong's body that was not stained with blood.

"How can I possibly win?"

No one knew better than Su Xu how many wanted criminals the alien spirit Su Qing had devoured.

"How can I possibly... survive?"

"That kind," Su Xu clenched his fists. For the first time, he realized that human power was so insignificant, "that kind of monster."

Finally he admitted that the alien Su Qing was a complete monster.

Not far away, after Qi Xueyi made sure that Zong Feng would not be in danger of death due to his injuries, he hit Zong Feng's neck hard in the latter's incredulous gaze, knocking him unconscious.

Then, Qi Xueyi looked at Su Xu.

"Take him away." Qi Xueyi helped Zong Feng stand up, "You take him away."

Su Xu's lips trembled several times, and finally he said, "Do you believe me?"

"Of course I don't want to believe you!" Almost everything that happened at the moment was caused by Su Xu.

But no matter how much Qi Xueyi was dissatisfied with Su Xu, he just said: "Since He Jingtong chose to save you, it proves that you may not be so hopeless."

"Take Zong Feng away. After all, Zong Feng and your father who committed suicide three years ago were acquaintances who worked in the same circle."

Afterwards, Qi Xueyi stuffed Zong Feng into Su Xu's arms and pushed him towards the spiral staircase.

They will not die.

But Zong Feng and Su Xu could die in this villa at any time.

"Then what are you going to do?" Su Xu supported Zong Feng and shouted unconsciously in a louder voice.

"We won't die." Qi Xueyi looked at He Jingtong with absolute trust in his eyes.

Su Xu stared blankly at the scene where he was also rushing towards the alien Su Qing, then looked at Zong Feng. Finally, he bit his lower lip tightly, half dragged and half hugged him, and led him to the spiral staircase.

They will not die.

Su Xu had no choice but to believe this statement.

On He Jingtong's side, compared to his own bloody appearance, what he saw was the alien spirit Su Qing who had just been hit on the shoulder by Ming Jiuguan.

The wound did not heal quickly.

The lightning-type ability tends to have characteristics that are extremely destructive, just like the realm that He Yunian had previously displayed.

However, when this power was in He Jingtong's body, combined with Ming Jiuguan's own special attack against aliens, He Jingtong could only make Su Qing, an S-level alien, suffer injuries that could not be recovered in a short time.

Monsters with a mana bar equivalent to a health bar are just that troublesome.

Here, Qi Xueyi also joined the battlefield.

The green power spread in large quantities. In this high-speed battle that Qi Xueyi was unable to match, this was the only thing he could do.

He hoped that the power of healing could help his teammates recover from a distance, but he knew that his weak healing power would be insignificant during remote treatment.

It was agreed that the ability bias characteristics should be strengthened, but until now, the so-called treatment can only provide effective help after the war.

Qi Xueyi followed Zong Feng's example and released a large amount of strength with all his might.

The green power formed an egg-shaped oval, enveloping Jian Zirui and He Jingtong.

The exposed wounds on the two men became visibly smaller.

But it's clear that prioritizing support in combat is something that is not only clear to gamers, but also to the spirits.

When Qi Xueyi released a large amount of power, the place where he was naturally became an undefended empty gate.

The alien spirit Su Qing was already very annoyed by He Jingtong.

The Bagua Talisman Formation released by Jian Zirui is a consumable, but as long as it does not hit Jian Zirui herself but hits the formation, it will not cause effective damage to Jian Zirui.

Compared to the two difficult people, Qi Xueyi at this time is the best target of attack.

But it was just like He Jingtong pushed Su Xu away before.

This time, although He Jingtong did not push Qi Xueyi away, he used himself to block all the damage for Qi Xueyi.

The sound of his sternum breaking and the injury of his ribs piercing his lungs made He Jingtong vomit blood continuously.

Qi Xueyi tried his best to squeeze out his strength to try to treat He Jing, but he was suddenly grabbed by the head by the alien spirit Su Qing and thrown to the ground.

He struggled with all his might, but his head just turned slightly to the side. He glanced at He Jingtong, who was lying on the ground, vomiting blood and internal organs...

How abominable!

Why is he so useless!

Can I only watch He Jingtong get hurt again and again?

Even at this time, he could only listen to the alien spirit Su Qing saying: "I've had enough fun."

"Do you want him to live?" The alien spirit Su Qing grabbed Qi Xueyi's head with his whole hand.

The humanoid monster lowered the corners of his mouth, forming a cruel arc. He lifted Qi Xueyi's head forcefully, forcing Qi Xueyi to look at He Jingtong who was not far away.

The alien spirit Su Qing said condescendingly: "Either you come with me and go find Fu Zexun. Or I will kill him."

For a moment, Qi Xueyi felt that he was not even as good as Zong Feng.

At least Zong Feng could send himself to death.

At this time, Qi Xueyi couldn't even stop He Jingtong from making a choice.

Not far away, Jian Zirui was activating the talismans and various sword techniques that she had learned from ancient books. No matter how dexterous and powerful they were, they were completely useless under the absolute force.

The alien spirit Su Qing used all her strength to push the person away. With just one move, Jian Zirui knocked down several walls. She lay on the ground, feeling so powerless that she wished she could die.

It's not that I haven't thought about running away...

I just knew I couldn't run away.

It's not like I don't know what they mean by "not dying"

It just means that you won't die.

But I still feel lucky.

Maybe everything won't be so bad?

But the truth is just...

Whether it was Qi Xueyi who had his head held down or Jian Zirui who was lying against the wall, they could only watch helplessly.

Looking at He Jingtong half-kneeling, holding Ming Jiuguan tightly, lowering his head and saying word by word: "I will go with you."!