Chapter 3482 (2/2)
”Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?”
The secret guest is preparing to answer the teacher that she is not hungry, because since she arrived at the dark tower world, the blood stone has been replenishing her energy, whether she eats or not.
But before she could say anything, room 216 on one side suddenly opened the door, and a monster, whose whole body seemed to be soaked in plasma, rushed out like a blood corpse.
It has no face and eyes. It's uncertain. Only its long hair is mixed with blood.
But it seemed to be able to see the death knell, and it also opened its arms and accelerated its steps like a hug. There was a loud 'cough cough' sound in its throat, as if a cock with a half broken neck was crowing.
Leana drew a white soul sword from her chest, which is a magic weapon against any evil creature. Cutting humans can only make people unconscious, but cutting demons or other dark creatures can make each other disappear with one sword.
This is the power of the human spirit and the light in the dark.
”Don't do it yourself.” Su Ming raised his hand and stopped her. He also asked the strangler to hold down the forehead of the 'blood corpse', and sighed: ”John, why are you here?”
”Cough... Bah!” It seems that the person wrapped in the red mucus finally spit out black mucus to one side, raised his hand and wiped his face, revealing a pair of yellow teeth with slag smell in the arc of his mouth: ”it seems that I survived again and escaped from life again. I really should celebrate.”
The secret guest realized that he was a living man. Although he had no breath of living people before, it was obviously recovering slowly at this time.
She put away her huge sword, took out a magic wand from her waist bag, recalled the spell and threw light at the blood corpse: ”clean it up!”
As the spell came into effect, a clean to abnormal blonde man appeared. He was wearing a brown windbreaker and had the energy of an English rogue.
”Oh, thank you, baby.” Slag Kang took out the wine pot, unscrewed the lid, stretched out his tongue, poured the last few drops of wine on his tongue and smacked his mouth: ”although you are kind, the lining of my windbreaker is full of protective spells. If you wash it, you will destroy it.”
If Hermione were here, the girl might apologize politely, at least by appearance. After all, Miss Granger is an English lady.
But Mao Mei's Secret guest didn't eat this set of words, which was obviously blackmail. She just patted her holster and said with a smile:
”Call me baby again and I'll castrate you and throw you into hell.”
”Gee, it seems that you have found another good girl, Slade. She has a little Russian accent. As a demon, she has a lot of amorous feelings.”
Constantine showed a funny smile, raised his hand and surrendered. After his head turned around, his ass tilted and sat on the small tea table:
”Forget it, it's none of my business for you to get involved with any devil. I believe you know it. I escaped back with information after a lot of hardships. Don't you plan to open a bottle of wine to welcome me? Can you always have a cigarette? And where is this place?”
”Don't be ridiculous. This is obviously not our multiverse 1. You are a witch. Don't say you can't sense the difference of surrounding energy properties.” Su Ming threw him a box of cigarettes, leaned back against the wall, held his arm and stared at the scum's face: ”first Batman, then Luther, is it you now?”
”Hehe, I'm John Constantine. Although I don't know what you said about the boy scout list, Batman and Luther are not the same kind of people. They are looking for death all the time, and I just want to live to the end and have no interest in your secret.”
With that, Constantine immediately tore open the cigarette package like a beast, stuffed one into his mouth, rubbed his finger, lit the fire, took a big puff, and suddenly looked alive.