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Hearing Hua Sang let out a fierce low growl, and being stared at by her pair of eyes, which were like those of a cold-blooded animal and filled with malice, Lu Yibei's advancing footsteps paused. He tilted his head, looking at Hua Sang, and pondered secretly.
What does she mean by /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ saying this now? Is there some danger that I haven't discovered? That shouldn't be the case!
Lu Yibei's gaze swept back and forth between the two thugs and Hua Sang several times. As his eyes passed over them, they didn't heat up, and no premonitory thoughts flashed in his mind.
There doesn't seem to be much danger? Then what did she mean by saying that?
Wait! I get it, is she afraid I'll steal her kill?
No way, don't be so petty. Although I didn't directly participate in the fight, I did indirectly participate!
In this battle, I was at least the member who took the most damage for our side. Anyway, there are only two of us. It's not too much for her to take MVP and me to take FMVP, right?
Thinking this, Lu Yibei ignored Hua Sang's warning and continued to approach her.
He believed that with his silver tongue, he would definitely be able to persuade Hua Sang to give him a little credit.
Just a little.
This isn't about being greedy for credit; it's mainly that it will be hard to explain when I go back.
Not only did I fail to safely get the person onto the plane, but after being attacked by a Psychic of unknown origin, I didn't do anything at all, just watched from the sidelines the whole time. If word gets out, I won't be able to make a living! Lu Yibei thought.
Although he believed he was just acting after careful consideration and not slacking off, rumors are terrifying, and the uninformed public has always been imaginative.
Perhaps, through word of mouth, the story will turn into something like Lu Yibei being a coward.
Me, the Huacheng Monster King, don't I have any face?
Seeing Lu Yibei continue to approach as if he hadn't heard her at all, Hua Sang couldn't help but feel a bit of anger.
Damn it, is this guy deaf?!
Why won't he listen to advice?
Immediately after, as if touched by Hua Sang's anxious mood, her Spirit Mark, which was on the verge of losing control, also became agitated.
The out-of-control Spiritual Energy surged wildly through her limbs and bones, as if trying to break free from the constraints of her thin body. Like an illusion, she heard a roaring sound within her body, like a rushing river.
In her blood vessels, in the gaps between her bones and muscles, and above her soul.
The light before her eyes gradually dimmed, enveloped by a layer of dark green mist.
The mist was thick and viscous, suffocating like mud. Before Hua Sang's eyes, it rolled, surged, and spread, then burst with bubbles like small mouths opening and closing. A foul odor like silt mud permeated her nostrils, and her vision became increasingly blurry.
The terrifying pressure she had been enduring was constantly increasing. She could faintly hear the joints all over her body making a grating 'creak' sound.
I can't take it anymore. Why are the symptoms of Spirit Mark losing control so severe this time?
Damn it, something big is going to happen. There are so many people in the airport. Once the Spirit Mark completely loses control...
As the symptoms of Spirit Mark losing control became stronger and stronger, Hua Sang's mood became heavier.
At this moment, her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of Lu Yibei, who had already come to her side and was reaching out to her. Her pupils instantly constricted to a point, and she squeezed out a low growl through her teeth with difficulty.
"Stop, it's dangerous!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yibei's hand landed on her shoulder, and her mood instantly plummeted to the bottom. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
In the state of severe Spirit Mark loss of control, direct contact with her body was not as simple as diarrhea.
Hua Sang seemed to have already foreseen the scene where Lu Yibei would be severely corroded within about ten seconds due to the excessive black night disease erosion.
Just like those people in the past...
At first, his body would twitch, his eyes would roll back, he would foam at the mouth, and his face would turn bluish-purple as if he were drowning.
Following that, as the corrosion became more severe, his body might undergo irreversible urban legend transformation.
Or, due to acute black night disease, he might develop patches of eczema on his skin, followed by skin ulceration, flesh falling off, internal organs rotting, and finally leaving only a foul-smelling skeleton, dying on the spot.
Generally speaking, being corroded by excessive black night disease erosion results in only two outcomes: death or urban legend transformation.
Neither of these situations was something she wanted to see.
One, two, three...
Under the torment of immense pain, Hua Sang was completely unable to speak. She could only count silently in her heart, as if counting down Lu Yibei's life.
Four, five...
When Hua Sang counted to five, Lu Yibei's hand finally left her shoulder, and his body showed no obvious abnormalities. Hua Sang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dangerous? What danger?" Lu Yibei asked, confused.
His eyes didn't burn, and no premonitory thoughts flashed in his mind. Where was the danger?
Looking at her like this, is there really some danger that I haven't noticed?
How about I throw a fuxing copper coin to confirm again?
Lu Yibei muttered to himself, just as he was about to take out the 【fuxing copper coin】 from his pocket to tell fortunes, a premonitory thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
【He picked up the firearm】
Lu Yibei immediately snapped back to attention, turned around, and saw that the thug who had been knocked down by Hua Sang with a headbutt had actually woken up. He was staring fiercely at him and Hua Sang, struggling to grab the firearm that had fallen to the ground.
"Yes, yes, yes! Not finishing him off is indeed quite dangerous!"
Lu Yibei suddenly understood, let out a light exclamation, and rushed towards the thug in two or three steps. Just before the thug's fingertips touched the firearm, he kicked the firearm away, and then, under the thug's astonished gaze, began to chant a Spell in a low voice.
"Prison, shackles, restraint and binding, Seal Spell number two, Binding Spell."
As the words fell, a faint Fluorescence flashed on his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, a thread condensed from Spiritual Energy, invisible to the naked eye, shot out from his fingertips, tightly wrapping around the thug's wrists.
Hearing Lu Yibei's low chant and feeling the tightness on his wrists, the thug was stunned. Even in a very unfavorable situation, a hint of mockery couldn't help but rise in his heart.
You think you can trap a C-level + Psychic with the Night Watch's Seal Spell number two? Naive!
As the thug thought this, the next moment, his heart felt as if it had been squeezed by an invisible large hand, skipping a beat.
"Prison, shackles, restraint and binding..."
"Prison..."
"..."
Multiple Chants · Binding Spell!
Feeling the binding sensation brought by the tough threads constantly wrapping around his body, a strong sense of humiliation rose in the thug's heart, and his eyes were bloodshot with shame and anger.
How could this happen? Didn't they say the Night Watch wouldn't torture captives? Liars, they are all liars!
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In a trance, Hua Sang saw Lu Yibei cast the Binding Spell on the thug more than twenty times with varying intensities, wrapping the thug's entire body with threads that were difficult to detect with the naked eye. She was completely dumbfounded.
Is he sick?
"Prison, shackles, restraint and binding..."
"Prison, shackles..."
"..."
Lu Yibei cast the Binding Spell more than thirty more times, making it a total of sixty-six times. The thug's burly body crashed to the ground, unable to move anymore.
If one were to perceive it with Spiritual Sense, he had already been wrapped into a giant human cocoon.
Hua Sang, "..." Okay, confirmed, he's sick, very sick!
Although, according to the regulations in the si ye book, in public places with many witnesses, high-level Spells should not be used unless absolutely necessary.
Most standard Spells are still within the range that can be explained away by scientific principles. Even if witnessed, the Special Operations Team's follow-up work is easy to carry out.
Once a complex Spell is used and witnessed, it becomes much more difficult to eliminate the impact.
It's like, compared to watching a ghost movie and personally experiencing a urban legend event, the psychological trauma left on the person involved is obviously harder to forget in the latter case.
However, even when following the Night Watch regulations, the Binding Spell is usually used to temporarily create ropes or to bind large non-Spiritual Energy creatures.
To control a C-level Psychic, it would be more reasonable to use Spells numbered ten to twenty at least.
Those who know understand that using this kind of Spell to tie someone up is a disguised way of calling them livestock, an insult on the Spell level.
Unfortunately, Lu Yibei understood Spells but was completely clueless about the practice.
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While Lu Yibei was dealing with the thug, Hua Sang's Spirit Mark loss of control symptoms were still gradually worsening.
She no longer had any energy left to pay attention to what Lu Yibei was doing.
She propped herself up with her arms, her head lowered, her body trembling, as if she would collapse at any moment from the terrifying pressure.
In her mind, roars exploded one after another, as violent as a tsunami, causing her soul to tremble while also seeming to sing.
As her consciousness began to become hazy and her vision distorted, like an illusion, Hua Sang saw a giant turtle appear before her, raising its massive head and singing loudly.
Singing of disaster.
Corroded by the "singing," Hua Sang felt her mind go blank, falling into an illusion of the world spinning.
Immediately after, just as she was about to completely lose her mind, she vaguely heard something in her ears, as if someone was talking to her, a bit noisy.
She tried hard to concentrate and listen, and then she heard...
"I didn't expect you to be quite cautious. I like guys like you. I think we might have a chance to become friends! Honestly, when you headbutted that guy with a rocket headbutt and knocked him down just now, how confident were you? At least ten percent, right?"
After wrapping the thug layer upon layer with the Seal Spell, leaving only two nostrils for breathing, Lu Yibei approached Hua Sang contentedly and started chatting with her.
Hua Sang, "..."
While she was silent, Lu Yibei's hand quietly climbed onto her shoulder again.
"Well, calculating the time, the Elder brother of the Special Operations Team should be here within three minutes. Later, do me a favor and say I also had a part in subduing the thug, okay? We've met several times now, so we should be considered friends, right? When you're away from home, you rely on friends. You help me this time, and you'll help me next time, it's great!"
"Oh, right, I forgot to ask earlier, do you like White Little Flower? If you also like White Little Flower, I think our relationship can go a step further, from friends to close friends!"
What is White Little Flower... Wait! Hua Sang was about to retort when she suddenly remembered something, and her body trembled slightly.
She raised her head with difficulty, her eyes looking through the messy strands of hair at the chattering Lu Yibei, then her gaze slowly moved down, landing on the hand that was seemingly casually resting on her shoulder, and her eyes gradually widened.
Lu Yibei had said a lot of nonsense, and the time she had been in direct contact with him had long exceeded ten seconds, but he seemed unaffected by the corrosion.
At least, on the surface, he was still normal at this moment.
How could this be? Why is he okay? freēwebnovel.com
Could it be that his Spiritual Energy fluctuation level has already caught up with the Old man of the sect leader?
Impossible, absolutely impossible! Hua Sang's mind was shaken.
The next moment, as her mind faltered, the Spirit Mark, which was on the verge of complete loss of control, seized the perfect opportunity and surged within her body with unprecedented brutality, rushing outwards with a fierce force.
In an instant, it felt as if hundreds of heavy trucks were colliding inside her body, and she felt unbearable pain all over.
In her mind, the giant turtle's roar was almost at the point of causing her sanity to collapse.
In a panic, she no longer cared what would happen to Lu Yibei. Her only concern was what would happen to all the ordinary people within the airport area.
So, she gritted her teeth and, disregarding the possible severe or even fatal consequences, activated her Spiritual Imprint in a state of severe Spirit Mark loss of control.
The turtle and the snake can coexist and benefit each other, they can suppress each other, or they can... fight until death.
However, just as the Spiritual Energy of her out-of-control Spirit Mark rushed out of her body, preparing to use the power of the Spiritual Imprint to perish together.
She suddenly noticed that a part of her Spiritual Energy, which carried excessive black night disease erosion, had disappeared out of thin air, as if it had been absorbed by something.
Thus, the pressure was greatly reduced.
At this moment, Lu Yibei's voice sounded in her ears again.
"Whoa, why are you shaking so much? Did you get wet and catch a cold? Well, the Elder brother of the Special Operations Team have arrived. How about I take you to find a place to take a hot shower and change clothes first? After such a big incident, the plane definitely won't be flying today."
"If it really doesn't work, I'll find a large suitcase later, stuff you in, and send you back to Da Chunyang Palace. How does that sound?" Lu Yibei said seriously.
Hua Sang was stunned for a moment, looked at the Special Operations Team members in the terminal building, who were disguised as SWAT officers and were questioning and comforting the crowd at various entrances, then looked at Lu Yibei, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Is it him? Did he absorb my Spiritual Energy just now? That's impossible, right?
Although there are Spirit Marks that can purify black night disease erosion, as far as she knew, the Ifrit Spirit Mark did not have this effect.
Does he have some unknown secret or a special treasure? Hua Sang thought.
Her long hair hung down messily, covering her face, her skin was pale, her eyes were like those of a cold-blooded animal, and she had thick dark circles under her eyes. She wouldn't even need makeup to play a female ghost in a film crew.
Being stared at silently by such a Miss, Lu Yibei felt a little creeped out and let out two dry laughs expressionlessly, "Ha, haha, I was joking just now, don't take it seriously!"
"How could I stuff someone into a suitcase and send them as express delivery? Well, how about I help you find a place to take a shower first?"
Hua Sang watched Lu Yibei, remained silent for two seconds, and nodded, "Okay, carry me."
"What? Are you my grandpa? Carry..."
"..." Hua Sang looked at Lu Yibei with a resentful gaze and didn't speak.
"Fine, I'll carry you!" Lu Yibei pouted, "But, later you have to tell everyone that I subdued the thug."
"Okay." Hua Sang gently responded, climbed onto Lu Yibei's shoulder without hesitation, then closed her eyes, entered a state of meditation, and began to visualize the 《Flood Dragon Picture》 in her mind.
Although a part of the out-of-control Spiritual Energy had inexplicably disappeared, temporarily improving her situation, she still needed to further suppress it through visualization to completely stabilize.
