If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 686 Deja Vu
The black shadow landed silently, and the wall lamps on the bottom floor of the library were all lit up. There was no darkness to speak of, so there was no need to hide, and his appearance was exposed to the light for the first time.

The camera in the corner was aimed at the hideous and terrifying man under the dome. That handsome European face was not enough to attract his attention. It was the distorted posture of the proliferating limbs behind him and beside him that really caught the camera's attention. The people behind all showed slightly shocked and terrifying expressions.

...No matter who sees this scene, it will cause physiological discomfort. It is the subconscious avoidance of danger in human beings. Whether it is visually or empirically, it is almost possible to determine the explosive power and extreme strength contained in those limbs at a glance. high risk.

The man looked at the camera indifferently, as if he was mocking the people behind him, because in a sense, this group of people killed the woman. If the bloodline of the woman who was the prey had really degenerated to an extremely high limit, then She may not be unable to react to the sneak attack in the dark.

But the sudden arrival of Gao Liang completely destroyed the five senses of the unprepared woman in the dark, which also made the success rate of his attack directly rise from the original estimate of [-]% to [-]%.

After the man fell from the bookshelf and the wall, he didn't immediately go to the place where the woman lay down. As a predator in the dark, he was more alert than anyone else. He stood tens of meters away and observed for a full 30 minutes. Seconds later, he took a step forward after seeing the woman's body gradually showing muscle stiffness and convulsions until she lost her movement.

But the next moment he stopped again, looked up at the camera and frowned slightly. For some reason, there was a faint voice in his heart warning him that things might not be so simple.

After thinking for a while, he lay down on the spot and listened carefully with his ears close to the ground. The library was silent and he could only hear his own heartbeat one after another. The heartbeat of the woman in the distance had stopped.

He slowly got up and looked around, but unfortunately, he didn't have any convenient weapons (such as road signs), otherwise he really wanted to cut off the head of his prey and then use his language skills to start cutting and writing bloodlines and genes .

Just when the man was about to do some insurance, he suddenly unconsciously twitched the wings of his nose and felt a moment of bewilderment in his eyes... because he actually smelled the fragrance of lavender in this library.

Lavender?Why did he ask about this alluring and familiar fragrance, his hippocampus seemed to be slightly stimulated by an electric current, and the scene from the past gradually appeared in front of his eyes.He couldn't remember the exact time and place, but he could still see the vague shadow, the shadow of a woman, wearing white pleats, squatting in the sea of ​​purple lavender flowers and waving to him with a smile.

The woman's cheeks blurred by halos and memories have long been lost, but he can still feel the doting that is warmer than the sunshine on the sea with purple lavender flowers...

The old person who has long disappeared in the world is remembered by him again, just like a dead person who has been forgotten for a long time, but suddenly one day you pick up the relics left by her from the ashes box, and she suddenly seems to come alive , returned to this world again, but it can only be kept in your own mind... That sense of loneliness and powerlessness seemed to bring him back to his childhood.

The man felt that his five senses were dazzled by the sticky sunlight, and the warmth of the sea of ​​lavender flowers in his memory wrapped him up. The wind blowing from his cheeks could not catch its track, leaving only a clear touch between his fingers.

After he came back to his senses for a long time, he was already standing in front of the woman's body, a pool of red blood as magnificent as jewels gathered under her body, but it may be that she was holding the pierced throat until she died. The reason, the blood flowing out of the body is not much...but it is enough to attract the man to come closer.

The scent of lavender comes from blood.

The man looked down at the rose-red blood silently. Standing in front of the woman's body, he seemed to have returned to the sea of ​​flowers, but he couldn't find the loving woman who loved him. The boy reflected in the blood was alone Standing alone in front of the sea of ​​purple flowers.

He knelt down and wanted to touch the blood one step closer, and continued to pursue the pictures that could not be clearly seen in the warm memory. The past was all fake, and memories were a labyrinth with no end in sight, but a lifetime like him Guys who are destined to get lost in the wrong way may be the greatest luck if they have the opportunity to sink into the past.

The man stretched out his hand to touch the rose-red mirror on the ground. The closer he got, the stronger the fragrance became, and the memory became clearer. It was as if he had plunged into the pool of memory. What was reflected on the pool was not the bright moon, but the memory The loving woman stretched out her hand to hold him again and embrace him across time.

There really was a hand that crossed the realm of reality and held the man's wrist.

The five fingers of this hand are as warm as jade, slender, warm, and strong... Maybe it's too strong

The man's pupils shrank into the eyes of a needle, he withdrew from the daze and returned to reality, and let out a scream of pain. The low growl from his throat was as terrifying as a beast when he was frightened!He violently dragged his right hand that was in severe pain and numb, but he was shocked to find that his hand seemed to be stuck in the mountain, and what he was wrestling with was an immeasurable mountain.

...The woman on the ground raised her head and looked at the man with wide open eyes and fiery golden pupils. There was no sign of extinguishing those clear molten iron golden pupils. Yan Rushunhua's beauty had long been covered by dangerous majesty.

The moment the man wanted to pull back and retreat violently, her right hand that had been covering her throat cut to the man's head at a speed so fast that only a circle of moon could be seen under the light and shadow!

"you"

The man had never felt this trembling fear of death so clearly, he burst out the desire to survive contained in his genes, stopped his useless efforts to escape, and fiercely pointed the auxiliary limbs on his body at the woman on the ground. The strength that penetrated the steel plate pierced down!

In the end, the man won the gamble of fighting with his life. The incomparable strength on his wrist was relaxed, and the stabbing auxiliary limb was nailed to the ground in the pushback, pushing him back violently, avoiding it. The fatal blow that was originally aimed at his throat. But something sharp still left a bloody gash on the bridge of his nose.

Between lightning and flint, the boundary between life and death rotates in a circle, and the distance between the two is instantly opened!

The man retreated violently and smashed two or three tables before using his auxiliary limbs to stop himself. He half squatted on the spot with his right hand hanging limply by his side
Under the gaze of the man's painful and furious pupils, the woman slowly got up from the ground.

Her movements were not as embarrassing as lying on the ground and convulsing in pain, she was very calm and calm, as if she had fallen and then stood up to remove the dust on her body... It seemed that the pain of dying before did not exist!If it weren't for the small amount of rose-red blood on the ground, he would have thought that he had fallen into the illusion of some kind of spiritual language.

Lin Xian stood up from the ground and stood up straight.

Under the man's gaze, she patted the dust on her body and wiped away the blood left on her chest. At this moment, the man also noticed the sharp object that Lin Xian had been pinching with the slender green fingertips of Lin Xian's right hand. She was using this thing just now. Initiated an attack on himself.

The fangs of men.

Lin Xian threw away the sharp snake-like fang in her hand, and tore off a section of the skirt, exposing the smooth and delicate side of her thigh underneath. She carefully wrapped the torn piece of cloth in her own left hand On the wrist, a bow was carefully tied, and he raised his hand to bite one side of the bow, and then gently pulled the other side with his right hand to tie it tightly.

She was bleeding and the man noticed it too.

Blood flowed from the wrist of Lin Xian's left hand, and the maddening rose-red blood flowed out of the wound. Judging from the traces of the wound, it should be that the arteries were torn with teeth?
The moment the man saw the wound, a wave of anger at being played with and a severe chill surged in his heart.Because with the appearance of this wound, what happened in front of him seemed logical.
"You dodged it," he whispered.

Lin Xian didn't reply.

"You've adapted to your bloodline.

Lin Xian still didn't answer.

"Not only did he not escape, but he wanted to do the opposite... to kill me." The man, there was deep fear in his words.

Maybe it's because of what we've heard and seen, or maybe it's because of the inheritance of education. I don't know who is like who. Lin Xian and Lin Nian really don't talk much at certain times. They only decide what they want to do, and then Go out of your way to do it.

Lin Xian was going to kill the man, so she made a plan, and then started, without saying a word of nonsense, she was as cold and decisive as a knife, looking directly into her pupils as if she was looking at another familiar person.

(End of this chapter)