Chapter 1186

... his bones all seemed to be in sharp pain of being smashed head-on, which had never made Lin Sanjiu feel so good. With the pain pouring into her body, it was the power that she felt as if she had not seen it for half a lifetime - what was more wonderful than power was that she finally regained control of her body.

Although he was photographed dizzy, Lin Sanjiu struggled to twist his body and tried to land on his feet. Under the strong attraction of the canvas, the X-ray machine screamed "creak", as if it wanted to catch her and fall into the blank of the canvas together; Thanks to the teacher's sharp eyes, as soon as he saw her move, he immediately shouted, "put the painting away!"

The painter didn't know what he meant - Lin Sanjiu was used to attracting others with his canvas. Now that he has become the target of the canvas, he can't help feeling secretly surprised by its power. When she was sucked over, it was equivalent to a piece of dead meat. She began to resist when she was sucked in front of her, which had little effect; Her feet couldn't touch the ground at all. Her body was half bent and sucked into the air and tightly stuck to the X-ray machine. She could only press her only right hand on the edge of the machine in vain. The heartbeat was so strong that she felt that the whole hospital could hear it.

"Why do you shake your head?" the tutor became anxious, and suddenly "Oh" said, "then I know, you add her! Just finish the painting?"

In Lin Sanjiu's trembling and muscular resistance, the swish of the paintbrush became her greatest hope. She felt that after a long meal, her body finally felt the reassuring gravity again and fell back to the ground with a bang.

His chest fluctuated up and down, and Lin Sanjiu wiped the cold sweat from his head, and it took a long time to slowly get up from the ground. It was such a great thing to be able to stand up straight again with your muscles, legs and feet.

The painter stood on her left, opened a new painting without artistic framing in his hand, and looked at her with expectation. The tutor stood on her right side, his hands on his waist, and above his strong chest muscles and neck, there was a snow-white smile.

"You see, I said that no matter what kind of difficulties in life, as long as you use your imagination and your willpower..."

Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear to his voice, just gently wiped his face, and not surprisingly touched pieces of dried paint. She scratched her skin twice and found that a lot of black dust like dry pigment debris penetrated between her nails - the reason why Wei Xing left at ease was indeed this.

"Don't be stingy," the tutor looked up a little worried, "with a black hole on his face, it's easier to go out."

Lin Sanjiu put down his hand and turned to look at the painter; Because of the fear of the rest of her life, when she smiled, she felt her muscles and lips were still tight: "can you repeat the program just now? This time, don't draw the guard in the room... Yes, the one with a lot of black holes on her face. Hurry up."

In the ten minutes after [protective force field] was exhausted and the lullaby was broadcast, Kurosawa Kei - if it was Kurosawa Kei, rather than a guard in his clothes - got worse. She couldn't see any shadow of her friend on that face at all, and her body was like a bunch of twisted and dried branches; Obviously, he got up slowly from the ground. As the "guard" became more and more thorough, his body was gradually about to stand up straight.

It's not too late to drag him out now, is it?

Bursts of panic bit her heart like rat teeth. Under her constant urging, the painter hurriedly turned to the back of the X-ray machine and began to paint - just being hit by Lin Sanjiu, the front half of the X-ray machine was deflated with a dent; It's so loud that it seems to be buzzing in her ears now.

Before the painting is finished, she can only bite her nails and so on.

"Well," the tutor hovered around her like a moth that found the light. "Are you satisfied with my guidance just now?"

"Satisfied." This is the truth of Lin San Jiu.

"Then, my service fee..."

What do you want for a special item?

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him: "can you use it? Or do you want to give it to Gong Daoyi?"

The painter moved very fast. In a few words of their rapid exchange, his painting had been completed - the startling attraction suddenly opened a big mouth in the room, and countless air currents wrapped the human body together, directly hitting the X-ray machine; After another roar, the guard in Kurosawa's clothes hit the collapse of the X-ray machine as she did just now.

The teacher was shocked by the heavy ring, and then smiled as if nothing had happened: "I don't need it, and I won't give it to others."

Lin Sanjiu didn't care to talk to him at this time, and repeatedly asked the painter to quickly fill in the image of the guard. As soon as the attraction disappeared, she hurriedly called out the metal fist; While being careful not to let his skin touch the guard, he grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the ground.

Kurosawa's clothes, pants and boots dangled loosely from the guard's shoulders and crotch bones, making the body in the clothes more thin and twisted; Under Lin Sanjiu's unblinking gaze, he stood up straight, and there was no movement anymore.

"... what?" Lin Sanjiu approached half a step carefully and vigilantly, and observed his face closely.

The black hole on his face has not expanded to the level of other guards, which may indicate that his "guard" has not been completely completed - otherwise, the first thing he wants to catch is probably Lin Sanjiu.

What should I do now? The guard system has not been completed. Will he slowly recover after waiting outside for a period of time?

"But I still need my reward," the teacher's voice rang from her side again.

If the tone of the teacher before can be described as sunny, positive and annoying, then this time, there is something more in his voice - a kind of insistence that will not give up anyway, so it makes people feel a little dangerous.

Lin Sanjiu drew back his attention and turned to look at his mentor.

When she was sucked out, she secretly made up her mind to say nothing in her life without being separated from the painter - this guy was so easy to use that he was surprised. If the painter and tutor are deducted, and then the one who has to stay [there should be such people in your class] is removed, she may have to turn out all the remaining special items to pay the bill.

The calculation of the number of items in my heart and the idea of trying to bargain with him suddenly melted like ice when they looked at each other.

In her gaze, the tutor grinned slightly again. The corners of his mouth retreated to both sides, revealing a row of white teeth.

"... in the future, the quantity will only be less and less," he whispered. "A free suggestion, you'd better not lose any special items in the future."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned, and the hairs on his back neck stood up involuntarily.

"What... Less and less?"

"Special items." There was no change in the teacher's face, but it was like a cloud floating, blocking the original face of the sun. "... copies devour copies, the world destroys the world, and items destroy items. You and I are the same."

What's the meaning of this? Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

"... we are all part of order. When the flood comes, we and the order we represent will be buried in the depths of the flood." The teacher's voice became lower and lower, as if his voice rolled up from his throat.

"I don't understand," she finally said, "what does this have to do with the flood..."

The tutor slowly raised a hand, and Lin Sanjiu suddenly stepped back and stared at him closely. He didn't look like he was going to attack people. He just gently waved his fingers back and forth, looked at them, and whispered, "they have been soaked... Now, are you ready to pay the bill?"

If she understood correctly, the tutor asked for the five special items, which seemed to have only one purpose: to destroy them - and it seemed that he would do it by any means.

Lin Sanjiu swallowed softly, glanced at the guards, painters and door openings beside him, and nodded.

"I see," she whispered, "I'll give you five special items... But you have to give me two minutes first."

On the floor of the room, there was also a red faced man.

The long rod-shaped weapon in the red faced man's hand fell somewhere; But there should be something else on him. At least, there is the huge insect net that catches Wei Xing.

When ordering the painter to repeat his old skills, Lin Sanjiu never stopped the noise of various ideas in her mind - but she couldn't even say what she thought specifically; There was only one thought, and the pulse kept beating, waving.

... the item of tutor has been soaked by the flood.

He was sent by Gong Daoyi, so maybe it means that the flood at least came to the place where Gong Daoyi was, and then he had the opportunity to soak this special item. And Gong Daoyi is not far away from her... Is the flood in the same world with her?

When the red faced man also hit the X-ray machine and made a third dull sound, the instructor grinned with satisfaction. The red faced man's black hole is only a few gradually opening cracks, which is likely to recover self-control as quickly as Lin Sanjiu; But before his feet fell to the ground and regained strength, she had already rushed up, and the metal fist hit his temple heavily.

Whether he recovers or not, he has no chance now.

The red faced man has complete body and high combat power, so he must have no shortcomings, so he has redeemed a lot of special items; He could have walked sideways in lava, but now he fell into this unexpected situation, and there was nothing left on him. When Lin Sanjiu threw the first special item into the teacher's arms, his eyes lit up instantly, and the palms of two palm fans closed heavily, and the small plate broke into powder in the palm.