CIATB Chapter 20 Joan of Arc closed the school to his Qin Yan.
Chapter 20 Joan of Arc closed the school to his Qin Yan.
Severe pain hit his shoulder, Qu Xingchen raised his hand and swung the axe, and slashed backwards. The sound of the axe blade piercing through the air was heard, but it fell completely.
Qu Xingchen turned around, the blood from his shoulder slipped down his arm and fell to his fingertips, and fell to the ground with a "tick-tick-tick".
In front of him, Qin Yazhi stood there intact, the terrifying bulging fingernails on her fingertips had disappeared, her arms were folded in front of her chest, her expression was very arrogant and conceited, but her appearance really didn't look like a ghost, if it wasn't for Qu Xingchen was as careful as a hair, fearing that he would be deceived too.
It's not too wrong for Xu Feng to end up like that.
Qin Yazhi held a small utility knife in her hand, which was exactly the one that Qu Xingchen stabbed into her eye socket before, but now Qin Yazhi's face was beautiful, and she couldn't see the horror before.
Recovered by itself?
Qu Xingchen held the fire ax tightly in his right hand. He now has wounds of varying degrees on his shoulders, abdomen, and back. Due to the rapid physical exertion before, his arms were already trembling slightly, but his face did not show it.
Qin Yazhi slid the blade of the utility knife slowly, and smiled softly: "Want to leave? It's late."
She slowly stroked one of her eye sockets with one hand, the two eye sockets were so big that they almost protruded: "Whether it was before or now, alive or after death, I have always valued pennies and pennies."
Qu Xingchen was a little impatient. This was the ghost he had seen the most nonsense. Of course, he had never seen other ghosts before coming to the dream world.
Before Qin Yazhi could move, he had already swooped in with a fire axe.
Every minute and every second of not being able to see Qin Yan is torture and suffering for him.
Qin Yazhi remained motionless, quietly watching Qu Xingchen rushing towards him, and then the sharp ax blade fell on Qin Yazhi's body, the ax blade seemed to be trapped in the mist, Qin Yazhi's figure dissipated and then gathered, Qu Xingchen stood behind Qin Yazhi, suddenly looked back A drop of cold sweat slid across her forehead.
She will no longer be harmed by physical attacks...
Qin Yazhi slowly tidied up the broken hair around her ears, she just looked like a beautiful woman.
Her head suddenly turned 180 degrees, her body was still facing away from Qu Xingchen, but her cheeks turned around.
"Only at this time, I feel dead, not so bad."
As the words fell, Qu Xingchen's abdomen was in severe pain, and the utility knife suddenly appeared in his lower abdomen, turning slowly, stirring the flesh and blood in his abdomen.
And Qin Yazhi was still standing not far from him, without moving.
Enduring the severe pain, Qu Xingchen gritted his teeth and slowly raised his hand, holding the shell of the utility knife, and pulled it outward with all his strength.
However, the utility knife was not shaken at all, and even stabbed in a little bit.
Looking at the blood on the ground where Qu Xingchen was standing, Qin Yazhi's beautiful face began to decay rapidly, and her skin slowly peeled off like a rotten brick wall, revealing her evil spirit's true face, corrupt, disgusting, and black muscles exposed , full of maggots.
The protruding eyeballs seem to be looking at Qu Xingchen, but also want to look behind him.
She looked at Qu Xingchen's pain with great enjoyment, "You are dying, and you are dying in my hands. If you stay in this school, no one can get out. Whether it is you, or him and Ding Xuanqi, you must stay here with me. Follow me!"
A trace of blood slid down the corner of Qu Xingchen's mouth, but his eyes became brighter and brighter due to the great pain, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing his blood-stained teeth, and he smiled slowly.
"I won't die...I want to be with Qin Yanyong forever, how could I die before him!"
After saying that, he simply ignored the utility knife raging in his abdomen, instead turned around and rushed towards the simple and simple pendulum clock that was very close to him behind him.
When Qu Xingchen saw this red flower pear pendulum clock for the first time, he began to doubt it.
The color of this big pendulum clock is undoubtedly the color of safflower pear, and the pattern is also similar, but upon closer inspection, it is very different, obviously it is made of other materials.
However, no other wood can have such a natural red color except safflower pear.
He raised the ax high, and slammed the ax hard on the big pendulum clock.
Qin Yazhi's ear-piercing scream resounded through the hall, and the sharp tone almost pierced Qu Xingchen's eardrum.
The cold and piercing breath rushed up from behind, but Qu Xingchen didn't care about it, and just slammed the big bright red pendulum clock in front of him hard again and again.
The hands of the big pendulum clock are still turning tirelessly, again and again without stopping.
Qin Yazhi really feared and cared about this big pendulum clock!
The cold temperature exploded in Qu Xingchen's body, his lips became paler due to blood loss and cold, strands of black air wrapped around his body, moving slowly upwards from his ankles, making his whole body feel like a blanket The jack is on the top, and the action is difficult.
Pale and rotten fingers were attached to the back of his hand holding the axe, and the wet, cold and sticky sound was next to his ears.
"I hate that you are disobedient, just like him and Ding Xuanqi, disobedient children should be punished..."
The other hand slowly caressed Qu Xingchen's chest, and five gray fingers formed into claws, piercing his chest little by little, close to the heart.
Qu Xingchen couldn't move his whole body. He had a stubborn personality since he was a child, and he liked to resist everything. Even if he was in severe pain, he didn't want to show it on his face.
Now his consciousness is a little drowsy, his vision is blurred, his heart is cooling down rapidly, his breathing is slowing down, and the air is stripping away.
A long memory suddenly struck, and Qin Yan's voice seemed to be close to his ears.
"The stars..."
"Give me your hand, I won't let you go..."
"Xingchen, you skipped class again."
Qu Xingchen's paler lips trembled slightly, his drooping eyelashes slowly lifted, his blurred vision gradually became clearer, and he murmured two words silently: "Qin Yan..."
If a heavy arm was lifted up with difficulty, and a few slender blue veins appeared on the back of the hand due to too much force, he once again used the fire ax to strike at the big pendulum clock.
The first stroke was weak, almost itchy.
The second stroke became heavier, leaving a trace on the red wooden surface of the big pendulum clock.
The third time...
For the fourth time...
Qin Yazhi, who originally had a bad mentality like playing with prey, gradually couldn't believe it, "It's just a human... just a mere human..."
Qu Xingchen raised his other hand, grasped Qin Yazhi's wrist, and slowly tightened it, preventing her sharp claws from continuing to dig into his heart.
With firm eyes, he clenched his teeth, enduring the severe pain all over his body, and struck the big pendulum clock again and again.
"Haven't you ever been human? Did you take pride in death!"
The words fell, and at the last stroke, the big pendulum clock was finally split open, the dark red textured wooden skin split apart, and a thick, crimson liquid flowed all over the ground. As the big pendulum clock collapsed, a body of a person inside Limp on the ground.
The person lying on the ground is obviously Qin Yazhi, with soft limbs and young appearance. She actually hid her body here. No wonder she cares so much about this big pendulum clock. The blood flowing out of it is probably not from previous players. Or the blood of former students and teachers in this school!
Qu Xingchen didn't dare to stop for a moment, and immediately raised his ax to strike at the head of Qin Yazhi's corpse.
Qin Yazhi obviously cared about her body very much. With a twist of the sharp claws held by Qu Xingchen, Qu Xingchen's wrist was dislocated, and the sound of bone dislocation was very clear.
Qu Xingchen swallowed the pain, only a muffled groan remained.
Fortunately, because Qin Yazhi's body was exposed, she had no time to pay attention to him for the time being. With a shake of her hand, Qu Xingchen was thrown far away, hit the rolling iron door with her back, and then fell to the ground, making the iron door rattle.
Qin Yazhi knelt on the ground, stretched out her hand to slowly caress the cheek of her corpse, hooked the hair that was soaked in thick blood and stuck to her cheek behind her ears, then bent down lovingly, not knowing what she was doing.
Qu Xingchen breathed with his mouth wide open, only to feel pain everywhere in his limbs.
Qin Yazhi picked up her own body and put it aside carefully, not knowing whether to tell herself or Qu Xingchen.
"I just want someone to love me, is that wrong?"
"Why did you kill me?"
The surface of Qin Yazhi's already terrifying spirit body became more and more terrifying, which was in stark contrast to the woman sitting behind her with her eyes closed as if she was sleeping.
She turned around and slowly floated towards Qu Xingchen.
Qu Xingchen dislocated one hand and was injured all over. Now he was lying on the ground, unable to move for a while.
He raised his eyes, looked at the fire ax that had fallen not far away, and clasped his fingertips tightly on the ground, trying to reach for the fire ax, but his dilapidated body could no longer be used by him.
Curly eyelashes trembled slightly, Qu Xingchen's eyes were full of unwillingness.
It was hard for him... finally met Qin Yan... how could he die here...
Qin Yan...
His Qin Yan...
The sinful ghost had already come to Qu Xingchen. She fell on the ground and stretched out her hands to gently caress Qu Xingchen's cheeks, as if loving and distressed.
The next moment, Qingbai's ghostly hand slowly pinched Qu Xingchen's slender neck, slowly exerting force.
Qu Xingchen supported his neck weakly with both hands, trying to struggle, but like a kitten scratching an itch, it didn't work at all.
Just when Qu Xingchen thought that he would leave so unwillingly in this life, there was a loud noise from the closed rolling iron door behind him.
For unarmed humans, a big hole was shattered in the iron gate, which was so hard. Qu Xingchen slowly turned his head. In his blurred vision, Qin Yan's tall figure came through the darkness.
Stubborn as a star, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, fleeting.
He opened his mouth, and silently said two words: "Qin Yan..."