Although they escaped from the lecture theater, they all had a hidden worry in their hearts - if the ghost face could leave the stairs only one step away and start killing people, would the students behind them be faced with the ghost face?
They don't have the sense and calmness of the missionaries. They will definitely yell in fear and give the student council president a chance to speak. By then...
Thinking of this terrible result, Sang Xue and Lan Xiaye looked at each other, "Should we deal with her before going back?"
It was Sang Xue who asked this question. They happened to have a side mission that required killing three missionaries. If she happened to be one of the missionaries, then they would beat the other missionaries and complete the side mission first.
It's just that it's hard to score points between two people and one ghost. Everyone wants to get the last blow against the ghost and get a lot of points.
Sang Xue tried to test Lan Xiaye, but naturally Lan Xiaye would not give up the benefits.
"go."
"Then let's make an agreement first. We will use our ability to take the final blow." Sang Xue said.
The two of them rushed back to the door of the lecture theater. There was silence in the classroom, and the door was ajar. If you wanted to hear whether there was any movement inside, you had to lie down at the crack of the door and eavesdrop.
Lan Xiaye looked at the crack in the door where only a faint yellow light came out, and intuitively felt that it would be dangerous to do so.
She grabbed Sang Xue who wanted to do this and knocked on the door politely.
Inside the door, a group of student council members were lying on the ground with strange movements. Students with various movements were piled up together. Their dull eyes passed through the cracks in the door, staring at the two innocent little sheep with malicious intent.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from Lan Xiaye, which shocked some faces pressed against the crack of the door. The atmosphere inside the door suddenly became strange.
After a while, a hoarse "Jin" sounded.
Lan Xiaye picked up the broom leaning on the wall, propped the sweeping end on the door, and pushed the door open.
In an instant, piles of students fell to the ground. One of them who was closest to the door rushed towards him and wanted to kill Lan Xiaye, but he held the broom in his arms.
The person holding the broom was a girl. She looked at the dirty broom in her arms with a stiff face, twisted and threw away the broom in her arms, and screamed.
All the people in the lecture theater approached the two of them with expressionless expressions.
Lan Xiaye took a closer look and saw that half of the people were the students who had just lined up to run for membership in the student union.
They now no longer have the original fresh breath, looking at the two people with solemn expressions.
Lan Xiaye looked around warily, where was that grimace? Is it hiding again to give them a sudden blow?
Sang Xue and Lan Xiaye were back to back, attacking in two directions. Seeing that Lan Xiaye had not killed these students for a long time, Sang Xue said hurriedly: "These are all students whose spirits have been eroded by ghosts. People, they can’t go back to normal.”
The implication of her words was to imply that Lan Xiaye would kill without mercy.
Originally, she was a little worried that Lan Xiaye would be stubborn and refused to kill him, but she didn't expect that Lan Xiaye said "oh" in sudden realization and executed his killing hand very cleanly.
Sang Xue breathed a sigh of relief, secretly laughing at his own naivety. Now that things have happened, which missionary would innocently let go of something that threatens him?
The two teamed up to quickly strangle the students in the lecture theater. Behind them were corpses on the ground. They all had their eyes open strangely, and smiles gradually appeared on their faces.
"Puff——"
The sound of a sharp knife being inserted into flesh and blood made Sang Xue turn around in alarm, and she ran into a sharp knife that was about to slash her face.
Lan Xiaye did not expect that the dead body would stand up again, and a sharp knife appeared in their hands. She was not paying attention and was attacked by the corpse behind her with a sharp knife.
She covered her wound and pushed away the crowd. This group of students was really weird, especially since there was a ghostly face in the dark that was about to move.
Lan Xiaye quickly put a bandage on herself to stop the bleeding, and then pressed her back against the wall. The solid wall gave her a sense of security.
Only then did she have the energy to look at Sang Xue. Without Lan Xiaye to restrain her, Sang Xue would inevitably be a little powerless when facing a group of resurrected students.
She directly summoned her subconscious, and a huge beauty emerged from her body, pushing away all the students who tried to get close to her without rejection.
Sang Xue's subconscious is more beautiful than herself, with an ethereal and mysterious temperament. The beauty holds the flowers and smiles, and thousands of flowers suddenly bloom. They are like a hazy rain of petals, fluttering and filling every corner of the room. .
As soon as these petals touched those students, they instantly exploded into ashes.
The worries were solved, but the grimace hidden in the darkness was never forced out.
Sang Xue dealt with all the students at once, and her subconscious couldn't hold on and disappeared.
She looked around every corner of the classroom unwillingly, and finally approached Lan Xiaye with a pale face.
"Should we retreat first?"
Lan Xiaye shook his head: "If we retreat now, we will let that ghost go in vain."
As she spoke, a snow-white face emerged from the darkness, looking gloomily at the only worker in the classroom. The figure flashed and then disappeared into the classroom.
Taking advantage of this time, Sang Xue looked around cautiously while adjusting her breath, and also focused on Lan Xiaye beside her.
Lan Xiaye is thinking about what weapons he has that can see light. Bows and arrows cannot be used because they are the symbol of wanted Lan Xiaye.
The power of the dagger is too weak. It has a certain chance to release flames. If there is no chance, it is just a sharp dagger, nothing more.
The props she currently has most are healing props and large explosive props.
If explosive props were thrown here, the noise would be too great and it would definitely attract the attention of the school.
So far, the only thing that is really convenient to take out is Kakashi's dagger.
Lan Xiaye held the dagger calmly and looked at Sang Xue.
"Let's go back first." She said this, her eyes were calm and alert.
Sang Xue immediately understood what she meant, hummed, and walked towards the door of the lecture theater.
The two deliberately slowed down their pace, and sure enough, a grimace suddenly appeared behind Sang Xue.
Sang Xue turned around with a smile, holding an attack prop in her hand, while Lan Xiaye approached Ghost Face with a dagger.
The two sides attacked, and Ghost Face realized that he had been fooled. He let out a sharp scream and flew upwards.
Sang Xue's attack went straight after him, followed closely by Lan Xiaye's dagger.
But - Lan Xiaye's dagger made a mark, and her dagger went directly through the ghost face without touching anything.
On the contrary, her hand also passed through the ghost face, giving rise to a biting chill.
The ghostly figure paused, turned around and looked at Lan Xiaye with a scary smile.
(End of chapter)
