Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 1241 Resting on the night of the night

That is, creeping, [dark]!

There are so many unclean ghosts in this ghost place. In the shadow of the compartment, there is something like the octopus tentacles that is pure black and not reflective, and it is constantly coming out! !

The comet didn't hesitate for a moment, he pulled out the knife and cut it with his blushing knife! Oh! The feel is extremely bad, the demon knife is cut on the group of things, like a smashed rotten flesh!

The group was attacked and immediately shrunk back and disappeared at the end of the ventilation duct!

"Hey!" The dragon felt a lack of strength, and the monster knife was drawing strength from him. The comet had to close the knives back to the sheath and turned to chase the escaping Husky.

"Wow, ah, ah, ah--" Husky was scared to run wild in the hallway.

"Stop, stinky!" After all, the comet is an adult. If he doesn't spend much effort, he will catch up with the dogman. "You don't need to run, it has been cleaned up by me!"

"Hey, really Wang?"

"Maybe." Xinghui Long said ambiguously. At least he used the monster knife to temporarily knock the black tentacle back.

The canine boy was relieved: "There is a ghost in the world."

"I think it's just some kind of Warcraft lurking in the castle." The comet whispered: "This city is often attacked by sea beasts. Maybe something has not been completely destroyed, lurking in the city. In short, this place It is not advisable to stay for a long time. We will go back and report this matter and let the Knights handle it."

"But" Husky unconsciously raised his pants and said, "It’s a little inconvenient to go back now."

"inconvenient?"

The canine man blushes and replies: "Hah, Husky has just been shocked, rushing to run a little urine to the pants and went to Wang."

Xinghui Long screamed: "Then take off your pants and dry it, fast."

"No! I have to wash it, or there will be a taste of Wang!" Husky protested: "If you let Hal know that I am urinating, I will be teased!"

"You ask so much." The comet stretched his face: "Nothing, take off your pants, I will wash it back in the bathroom. With the heat of the photon dagger in your hand, you can dry your pants in a few minutes. Can you?"

"Okay, okay," Husky has shrunk backwards: "But Husky doesn't want to go back to the ghostly washroom. Is Husky waiting for Uncle Xing to be here?"

The comet looks around: "In this blackened corridor, are you sure that it is no more dangerous than that ghost place? And you are barely ass, and the patrolling knights see it, are you more shameful?"

"Hey!" The canine boy trembled like a stinging body: "Upstairs is the roof, Husky is on the rooftops and uncle Uncle, please go back soon, so Wang!"

He took off his trousers and rushed to the stairs as soon as he smoked, and disappeared at the end of the stairs.

"Bad boy." The comet took Husky's shorts and only felt a mad and ridiculous moment. He is just the bodyguard of these little devils, not a nanny, and he was not obliged to do this for the devils.

too bad.

The more contact, the more embarrassing;

The deeper you are, the harder it is to give up.

Perhaps the situation has reached a very dangerous point, and the comet is in the dark. Perhaps, after the return of Arthur’s guy, it’s time for Xinghuilong to leave all of this and quickly leave.

He rushed into the bathroom, unscrewed the faucet and quickly washed the little trousers and wringed them out. During this time he kept paying attention to the weird toilet cubicle in case there were any monsters and ghosts running out of it.

When he finished all the things he had done, he felt that this place should not be left for a long time. When he turned away, a dark thing had already stood quietly behind him.

"You!" The comet looked at the thing and was surprised to see it for a long time.

At the same time, also in the east wing of Aitenburg, in a medical room.

"Hey!" Biddyville raised his trousers and subconsciously licked his ass. There was a stiff, cold pain on his half of the wolf's buttocks, and the blood-sucking shot took away his 100cc of blood, which was terrible.

"Okay, if this is the case, the blood sample will be enough." The old military doctor squeezed out the blood from the large syringe and sent it into several test tubes. The test tube was placed in a huge machine like a box for testing.

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"Are you finally finished?" The werewolf gave a sigh of relief. At least he no longer has to suffer from blood.

"End? What do you say?" The old doctor smiled and said: "Take off the clothes and lie down in this magneto-electric resonance scanner."

Bedieville glanced at the huge metal cylinder lying down. He knew this kind of equipment.

The werewolf was not happy: "I know this is a scanner, but the scanner can scan through clothes. Why do I have to get rid of my clothes? Is this your interest?"

"No." The doctor glanced at the werewolf and threw a towel at Bediville: "Your body is soaked and dripping. This water vapor will affect the scanning results and will cause rust inside the machine." I can't let you lie in the scanner without taking off the wet clothes on your body!"

The werewolf stunned and compromised: "Okay"

The place where his buttocks had just been needled was still burning, and he really didn't want to lie in the cold metal cylinder. But there is no way to win the physical examination that Tristan is going to do, but it can't be abandoned halfway.

"How long does this have to be scanned?" The werewolf took off his wet, smelly clothes and dried his body with a towel.

"Soon. Great Britain's science and technology in the world, a thorough body scan can be completed in an hour."

"What?! I want to lie in this ghost thing for an hour?" Biddyville didn't know whether to praise or complain: "I was soaked, cold and half dead, lying naked in the body for an hour. I will definitely catch a cold!"

"It’s just a cold, it’s no big deal."

"Are you really a doctor?!" Bedieville was almost mad at blood.

"I am a military doctor here. I am only responsible for the daily health care work of the knights in the Knights of the Western Heavens. You, such an outsider, have to do a physical examination, and then have a cold and just died of illness. In fact, it has nothing to do with me."

"Unbelievable!" Bedieville continued to vomit blood. There are so many black doctors in the world who have no conscience!

"You ask so much." Ivan, who was in charge of surveillance, finally couldn't stand it anymore, took off his coat and threw it to the almost unseen werewolf: "There is always a cloak. Just hurry up, I don't have one." I spend the rest of the night with you!"

"Hey!" The werewolf yelled: "But lying in it for an hour can't move, it's really painful."

"If there is such a problem, I have a good thing to play with you." The old military doctor took out a head-like gadget and stuffed it into Bediville: "We happen to be a clinical tester who collects this gadget. If you feel bored lying in the scanner, you can try it out."

"Is this?" Bettiville touched the slender golden ring. It just fits on the forehead of the werewolf, and its shape is quite concise, but from the thin seams of the hair, you can see very fine mechanical parts. This is probably a very high-tech thing.

"The detached body is off the system. Huh." The old doctor sneered.

"You, secluded?!"

"Don't listen to the doctor," said Evan. "In short, you should wear it first and lie in the scanner. You can understand its purpose right away."

Although it feels like a pit, but the other side is so mysterious, but the Werewolf feels very curious, want to figure out what the purpose of this ring is.

No matter what. Bediville can now be said to be deep into the enemy, isolated and helpless. He can only be slaughtered, no matter how he is treated by the other party. Compared to the worst-case scenario he might have imagined, it was too easy to just lie on the headband for an hour.

And he also vaguely believes that the knights of the Knights of the Western Heavens will not be the kind of guys who make a living. This headband should not cause any actual damage to the werewolf.

The wearer was put on, and the dress was put on, but Bedieville still felt that it was a shame to have a lower body. He then used the towel he got around his waist and felt that the cover was covered, and he lay flat on the metal bed of the scanner.

"To get started, don't mess around," the doctor said, as if some buttons were pressed on the control panel.

The metal bed began to move. It moved to the cylindrical scanner with the flatbed Bediville, and quickly placed the werewolf in the huge metal cylinder.

A series of scanned rays are swept back and forth in Bedyville's delicate and flawless body, and the scanned body data is sent to the side of the machine through a special magnetic resonance principle.

And the golden headband on Bedford's forehead also began to glow and started up. It does not have the undue discomfort of the imagination, but instead brings a relaxed feeling of relaxation to Bedieville. In this illusory pleasure, the consciousness of the werewolf gradually became blurred.

When he blinked again, he found himself floating in the air. Said to be floating, because he does not feel the weight of the body. Everything in front of me is like a dream, but full of real feelings?

From the perspective of the surrounding area, is this a medical room? The old military doctor and the half-dragon youth Evan are standing next to the scanner and observing the data in the display; and the scanner is continuing to operate, making a low roar.

However, what is clearly lying in the scanner is Bedieville himself?

So now standing here and now, looking at all this [he], who is it? !