The torn-robed cursed nightmare walked very slowly in high heels, but as the footsteps got closer and closer, they continued to amplify in his ears, and the fear in Tang Yiling's heart was directly evoked!
Until Tang Yiling felt that the sound of high heels in her ears was a bit deafening, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
This time, Tang Yiling did not straighten his neck and look forward. Instead, he turned his head and looked to his side.
A pair of eyes hidden in the shadows were staring into his eyes in the same way. Tang Yiling also noticed the angry gaze.
But in such a tense atmosphere, Tang Yiling slowly let out a breath, and relaxed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corners of his mouth even curled up unconsciously.
"Hehe...cough cough cough!!!"
Before Tang Yiling could laugh out loud, the Broken Robe Curse Nightmare took action directly and held Tang Yiling's neck tightly. Tang Yiling's body struggled twice instinctively, but the smile at the corner of his mouth never disappeared.
"Come on! Let's go together, Meng..." Enduring the dizziness caused by suffocation, Tang Yiling's hands tightly grasped the translucent arm of the nightmare!
But as time went by, the world in Tang Yiling's eyes did not change. Instead, it became increasingly gray due to lack of oxygen in the brain.
"What...is...what...is going on!" Although Tang Yiling still maintained a trace of sanity, due to the lack of oxygen in the brain, the body could not use any strength...not even the strength to pull out the dagger at the waist.
"Ha, miscalculation..."
The translucent curse nightmare that was already unclear became even more blurry and dim in Tang Yiling's eyes. But even so, Tang Yiling never let go of his hands tightly holding the curse nightmare's arm!
"Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh!..."
Watching the prey gradually lose its vitality in his hands, a deep and joyful laughter came from the shadow of the cursed nightmare's tattered robe. The empty lobby of the office building also echoed with the low laughter of the robed curse nightmare.
"Qiang! Qiang! Chi! -"
The sudden stinging and burning sensation on his arm made the nightmare's laughter stop abruptly.
The gaze in the shadow slowly lowered its head and looked at the arm tightly grasped by Tang Yiling's hands. At this moment, the white smoke that kept appearing due to the burning slowly flowed out from the punctured wound on the arm.
What penetrated both of the cursed nightmare's arms were not the two daggers given to him by Leng Shuanghan, but those worn by his sister Tang Linsu herself... Even on campus, Tang Yiling always wore those on his wrists. Two new hidden blades.
"Uh, ah!——"
A low roar came from the shadow of the torn robe, and the talismans engraved on the two hidden swords continued to erode the cursed nightmare's body.
Curse Nightmare subconsciously loosened the arm that was tightening Tang Yiling's neck, and at the same time shook it hard, trying to shake off Tang Yiling who was holding on to his arm.
“Swish!—Boom!!!”
Curse Night spared no effort in swinging her arms, and threw the unconscious Tang Yiling away again. Curse Nightmare was still angry at Tang Yiling, so when she swung her arms, she subconsciously increased her strength!
Tang Yiling's body was like a rag doll, drawing another small arc in the air. It wasn't until she hit the tempered glass wall built in the hall that Tang Yiling survived.
Looking at the penetrating wound on his arm that was still emitting white smoke due to the burning of the talisman, Curse Nightmare looked at Tang Yiling, and his anger seemed to be even stronger.
"Ahem!——"
He put away his arm with one hidden sword and gently rubbed his neck, which looked like it had been frostbitten. With the other hidden sword that had not been put away, he raised his arm and pointed the tip of the sword directly in the general direction of the Curse Nightmare.
Due to long-term hypoxia, Tang Yiling's eyes could not see clearly, and the limit of his field of vision could only see blurry outlines. This is the limit of what can be seen under the high-intensity light of a strong flashlight!
Both ears have also been in a state of tinnitus for a long time, and it is even more difficult to detect the whereabouts of the cursed nightmare by hearing alone.
Perhaps because he was afraid of the power of the talismans on the two hidden swords, or perhaps because he thought that Tang Yiling had other back-ups, Curse Nightmare did not directly hit him like before, but continued to watch with angry eyes as he struggled to get up. Tang Yiling.
"Drink, ha! Drink, ha!..."
With his back and hands pressed against the smooth glass wall, Tang Yiling opened his mouth half-open, greedily breathing in the slightly windy and frosty cold air around him.
It wasn't until the ringing in his ears and the darkness in his eyes began to weaken that Tang Yiling closed his lips and continued breathing through his nose again.
"Tap! Tread! Tread!..."
Tang Yiling, who had just regained his hearing, could only hear faint sounds. But thanks to the silent environment around me, I can hear the crisp footsteps of high heels very clearly.
The world in his eyes also returned from gray to color, and his vision quickly became clear.
The tip of the hidden sword in his hand was always pointing in the direction of the Nightmare; in his field of vision, the figure of the Nightmare was gradually approaching him.
Curse Nightmare approached Tang Yiling very slowly, and her pace also slowed down a lot; a hint of caution could be heard in it.
"Shua!——"
Tang Yiling's body balance quickly stabilized. He opened the lock of the scabbard with his backhand, pulled out a short sword from his waist, and pointed it directly at the cursed nightmare together with the hidden sword.
Facing Tang Yiling, who was waiting for him with a hidden sword in one hand and a dagger in the other, Curse Nightmare was stopped halfway.
The two sides faced each other like this, and no one took the initiative to approach the other. Time passed slowly in the confrontation between the two sides. Curse Nightmare did not advance even half a step further, and its vision no longer seemed to be staring at Tang Yiling.
But Tang Yiling, who came here just to find her sister, although her face was calm, her heart was getting more and more anxious.
The adrenaline that had supported him to get up began to lose its effect, and the hollow feeling deep in his body began to expand rapidly.
(Oh no, if you delay for time like this, you will most likely be dragged to death by this nightmare.)
With this thought in his mind, Tang Yiling pressed his back against the glass wall and began to slowly move his body in one direction. It wasn't until his arm touched the wall that was also covered with tiles that Tang Yiling stopped moving.
In fact, Curse Nightmare had noticed Tang Yiling's little movements and took a few tentative steps forward. But when he saw the dagger engraved with talismans like the hidden sword, Curse Nightmare stopped again.
And in the middle of the curse nightmare and Tang Yiling, an open iron door was standing alone.
(Time is running out, we can’t waste any more time with it!)
The constant hollow feeling in the body and the inexplicable heart palpitations that occurred not long ago made Tang Yiling, who was already anxious, eager to see her sister as soon as possible.
The muscles in his legs began to tighten rapidly, and the hand holding the dagger continued to exert force. Tang Yiling was just in the shadow of no light at this time, and some small movements were well hidden.
But Curse Nightmare didn't seem to care about Tang Yiling's little movements, and continued to move her perspective between Tang Yiling and the door.
What made Tang Yiling strange was that the Curse Nightmare spent more time looking at the door than looking at himself.
Tang Yiling's attention was entirely focused on the figure in the ragged robe. At this moment, he was like a lone wolf hiding in the darkness, quietly licking his wounds.
At a certain moment, the broken robe cursed nightmare moved his eyes away from Tang Yiling again and looked at the open door again.
(It's now!!!)
Tang Yiling, who was ready to go, had been waiting for the moment when the curse was relaxed! All the strength of the body was concentrated on the legs, and the hunched figure jumped up like a cheetah, rushing with all his strength towards the torn-robed curse nightmare that was slacking on him.
The tip of the hidden sword is pointed directly at the chest of the curse. This is the position where the power of the talisman can be fully exerted.
"Bang! Bang!"
If things go well, even if the curse is not eliminated by the power of the talisman, it will be suppressed to an extremely weak state!
Maybe Tang Yiling was a little too hasty, or...this was simply the bait used by the curse to lure Tang Yiling to the bait.
The translucent hands of Curse Nightmare had already grasped Tang Yiling's unsheathed arm at the moment Tang Yiling ran towards him.
Like a prophet who predicts the future, Curse used his remaining free arm to grab the dagger that Tang Yiling deliberately hid behind his back.
