Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Mozi Yu has never been so powerless. The blood hole in his body can't be healed for a long time. A steady stream of blood seeps out of the wound. He feels that his aura is about to dry up. In the dark, Moxi Ling walks in a purple and blue light and shadow like a dragon, but these people can't be killed. In the fantasy world, with the transfer and change of time and space, the enemy can always preserve his strength, And what they suffered was real trauma.

Some werewolves turned into gray giant wolves, tore the enemy to pieces with sharp teeth and claws, and their huge bodies were easy to be hit. Blood burst out of the muzzle of the gun and spilled all over the ground.

A large silver net opened silently in the sky, aimed at mexiling and covered it. It was late. At that time, moziling shot out like a gloomy arrow and pushed mexiling away. The sharp hooks on the net plunged into his body. He snorted and staggered back a few steps. Mexiling flew over and lifted him out of the encirclement.

"Yu, how are you?"

"I can't die," Mo Ziyu stuffed the internal organs overflowing from his abdomen and raised his chin. "Be careful of the silver net. There is a problem with the hook. My wound can't heal itself and stop bleeding. My aura will dry up. Xiling, you should find a way out quickly."

Moxi Ling saw that his face was red and touched his hand. It was hot. For a low-temperature creature, it was by no means a good thing. "Go out first and I'll come later."

"Let's go together." Mo Ziyu shouted loudly and rushed into the crowd in black. The man in black fell down like a tide. His physical strength was close to the limit, and there were more and more injuries on his body. Like a blood man, there was no place that was not dyed red. It looked really terrible.

Mexiling will not leave for the time being. If he guesses correctly, Su Xuandong will bring Joey to the fantasy world. He wants Joey to watch his tragic death, see himself become a defeated general, and return all the humiliations he has suffered. So he endured slowly, waiting for that moment to come.

He is not sure of the victory. This time, the combination of human, werewolf, black soil and the three parties is an unprecedented danger, but he must stay here. Even if he fought for his life, he must save Joey and his beloved wife.

If he wants to die, Mo Shi can give it to Mo Ziyu. Mo Ziyu's talent is equal to that of him. It's no problem to be a leader. Not to mention, Shu Wei is still waiting for him and sympathizes with him. He can understand the worried thoughts.

But it was not easy to find the exit. Seeing Mo Ziyu's body getting slower and slower, he dragged him to move left and right and hid behind the bunker, "you must go first. This is an order."

"Xiling! My duty is to protect you. "

"You'll only drag me back here," said Moxi Ling, squinting. The red light suddenly brightened. In the purple blue spark, there was white smoke, like clouds in the dark night. That was the energy light belonging to Su Xuandong. His brain quickly calculated, from the flow rate to the thickness, and soon came to a conclusion. He grabbed Mo Ziyu and jumped over and threw him downstairs. "If I die, You are the Lord. "

Mozi Yu felt shocked for the first time. He looked up at the sky and shouted, "no, Xiling!"

The speed of falling was accelerating, but he was too weak to control himself. He fell into the tree. The black ink block of branches and leaves gave him a certain buffer. When he fell from the tree to the ground, the speed had been reduced to the slowest, but it still shook his internal organs.

He was lying in the grass, breathing weakly, and the blood from the blood hole was gradually scarce. It was not because he wanted to scab, but because the blood in his body was running out.

Genetically mutated people are creatures born of blood. Without blood, they will die.

He wiped his face to make himself see more clearly. It was getting brighter and brighter, but the building gradually blurred, twisted and faded, and disappeared in the morning light.

He closed his eyes and shouted hoarsely, "Xiling."

He couldn't go back, but he still had responsibility. The people on Sula island and Shuwei promised to go back and die in front of her even if they died.

He lay quietly for a while, pulled a handful of grass into his mouth and chewed slowly. The blood was going to run dry. He had to put something in his stomach to at least support him back to the city and Shuwei.

After a short rest, he stood up holding the tree pole, roughly debated the direction, and stumbled forward. Along the way, all the places he passed were stained with his blood, grass tips, leaves, vines, tree trunks

When the animals in the forest saw him from a distance, they hid. His tusks were taken back, and the dark lines on his face disappeared. Only his eyes were still shining with a faint red awn, and his long claws lost their sharp luster and became curved and dim.

He opened the way with his sharp claws and cut open the vines and bushes. The thorns scratched his clothes and flesh and added new scars. He seems to be numb to all this. He has only one belief, that is, go back to Shuwei. He wants her to know that genetic mutants keep their promises.

From sunrise to sunset, he did not stop for a moment. He was dizzy. The world he looked out was unreal and distorted. His feet were like stepping on a pile of cotton, one high and one low. Feeling that he had no strength, he pulled a handful of grass or leaves and stuffed them in his mouth. He lived like an aristocrat since childhood, but he could eat all kinds of hardships and all kinds of difficulties could not defeat him. As long as you have faith, there is nothing you can't do.

When night came, the crescent moon hung high like a silver sickle. He heard all kinds of subtle sounds. Animals foraging at night, crawling insects and birds falling on the branches. He was very weak and slow. He could not catch any birds and animals to satisfy his hunger during the day, but at night, his vision was detached. He could knock down the birds resting on the branches by picking up a stone.

He needs to supplement protein and fat, and their blood as a substitute, so that he will not be completely exhausted. There was no fire, and he had no time to stop and think of a way to catch a bird in one hand and chew as he walked. He has animal causes in his body, but he hasn't eaten raw food since he was a child. He has some nausea at the first bite. It's no problem to adapt a little.

He walked day and night and finally entered Jinling City. Fortunately, it was late at night. He dodged all the way and was not found. When he arrived at the apartment, it was still dark, but Shuwei was not there, so he went to school again.

He was ragged, covered in flesh and blood, his eyes glowed red, his fingernails were long and curved, and he looked very strange. He was very tired. He dragged his staggering steps, and he was shaky at every step, but he persisted at every step. He had reached K University, and he was about to see Shuwei. He must persist in the last few steps.

There were people doing morning exercises on the school field, people reading in the morning under the tree, and twos and threes of students went to the canteen to have breakfast with lunch boxes. They all looked at him curiously, avoided him from a distance and talked quietly.

Mozi Yu lowered his head, his hair covered his eyes, and moved step by step. Every breath needed a lot of effort. He knew he was dying. His sight was white and he couldn't see anything clearly.

More and more people came to see him, and the voice of discussion was louder and louder.

"Who is this man? How did this happen? "

"Look at his nails, like claws, long and dirty."

"Ah, he has a cut in his stomach. It seems that something has fallen out?"

"Mom, this is a man or a ghost. How can you come out early in the morning to scare people?"

"Call the police and inform the security office."

"Don't look. Let's go. It's scary."

"Where is he going? It seems to be a girls' dormitory. "

“……”

Shu Wei stood by the window and stretched himself. He saw the dark crowd coming from the other end. He was wondering. Li Xue came in for breakfast. He shouted: "look, a strange man is coming here. He's hurt all over. I heard that his intestines fell out. It's scary, but he can still walk."

The people in the dormitory crowded into the window and looked, "which one, how can't you see?"

Li Xue pointed to them, "right in the middle, see, very tall."

Shu Wei narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. His face changed dramatically. He ran outside the door. Han Xi was startled by her move. "Shu Wei, what are you running for?"

The only answer to her was the sound of fast and distant footsteps.

Sun Wenwen smiled and said, "Shuwei has a lot of courage. I probably want to have a close look. I dare not, so as not to have nightmares at night."

Han Xi thought of something and hurried out with him.

Sun Wenwen said, "look, another brave one has gone down."

Shuwei couldn't believe it was true. He looked so much that she could hardly recognize him, but she knew that it was mo Ziyu, the man she loved.

She rushed into the crowd crazy, hugged him, didn't speak, and her face was full of tears.

"Yu, what's the matter with you?" She broke into tears. "How could it be like this?"

Mo Ziyu slowly raised his head. The red light in his eyes suddenly brightened and a smile floated around his mouth. He didn't even have the strength to lift his arm to hold her. His breath was weak and said, "I promised you that I would come back. I, I did it."

He breathed hard, but spit out a mouthful of blood. Shuwei was flustered. "Don't talk, don't talk, I'll take you home." She put his arm on her shoulder, supported him with her weak shoulders, and walked slowly towards the school gate.

Mozi Yu let her go with her. When she met, her wish had been fulfilled. There was nothing to regret.

At this time, I don't know who shouted, "I know who he is? He was the last unidentified creature to break into the school. Come on, get him! "

Unexpectedly, the boys were like beating chicken blood and running towards them in a swarm.

Shuwei was frightened. He hugged Mo Ziyu tightly in his arms and cried, "don't catch him. He's not a bad person, not a bad person..."

But no one listened to her. They not only wanted to catch Mo Ziyu, but also beat him and kicked him, like a beast falling into a trap.

Shu Wei was crazy, protecting Mo Ziyu with one hand and beating her outstretched fists indiscriminately with the other, but she could not defeat the fists alone. Those fists fell not only on Mo Ziyu, but also on her. Her hair was disordered and her clothes were torn. The excited students regarded her as the same kind of Mo Ziyu and attacked her together.

Mo Ziyu could not see clearly, but he could hear those fists falling on Shuwei. He looked up to the sky and roared. Because of his move, everyone was dull for a moment, but he knelt down in full view of the public and begged them in a dumb voice, "don't hit her, hit me."