This Damned Thirst for Survival

Under the dim light, they could hardly see each other's faces. You have to get close to an excessive distance to see the silhouette of the opponent.

The music changed a rhythm, the drum beats at the feet, and the men and women leaned together intimately. They twisted their bodies, one moving forward and the other moving backwards, as if a lotus root was connected at both ends, and there was something unspeakable hidden in the temptation. Ambiguous and passionate.

But Jiang Luo and the man got stuck on the edge of the dance floor.

Although Jiang Luo put down his hair is gorgeous, but also full of heroic spirit, he is even more handsome and handsome with his high hair tied up.

Certainly no one would regard him as a girl.

It was a bit embarrassing for the two men to join the dance floor.

After agreeing, Jiang Luo felt that his promise was too hasty. Even if Chi You wants to make a fool of himself, he shouldn't accompany Chi You to make a fool of himself.

His old **** was standing on the ground, and the strange man stared at Jiang Luo with a sad and deep gaze. This gaze was enough to make anyone staring at him feel guilty, "Sir?"

Jiang Luo remained unmoved.

The music became more intense and louder, and the strange man's eyes smoothed to Jiang Luo's right hand, as if he was simply complimenting: "Your bracelet is very beautiful."

Jiang Luo looked at the yin and yang ring sideways. The mysterious and beautiful bracelet did not react at all. He squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, I also think it is very beautiful."

The music went high, and after a sharp turn, the colored lights hitting this area moved away.

Under the brief darkness, a pale ghost hand suddenly stretched out behind him, pushing Jiang Luo forward, and Jiang Luo broke into the dance floor unexpectedly.

The melancholy man followed closely, naturally supported him, and led him for a dance step.

The unfamiliar palm was placed on Jiang Luo's waist, and the elegant men's perfume smelled around Jiang Luo's nose. The melancholy man smiled and said, "Mr. is so enthusiastic."

In the darkness, Jiang Luo couldn't see anything. He made a profit, and the person before him said softly, "Concentrate."

Jiang Luo sneered twice, and was about to break the hand on his waist, when the lantern turned back. Under the colorful lights, the invisible black mist held his wrist behind his back, as if thousands of ghost hands were staring at Jiang Luo in the dark, the horrible ghost's methods were blatant and daring.

The man smiled weirdly, "The action was wrong."

The ghost hand is cold and creepy.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, laughed instead of anger, and suddenly stepped forward in concert with the music, pulling the man's tie vigorously, "Sir, you are not very polite."

The man who was forced to bend down with the strength of his tie said with great interest: "Oh?"

Jiang Luo stared at the silhouette of the man in the dark, his hot breath sprayed on the man's face, "This dance is totally meaningless."

The corners of the mouth were provoked badly, and the black-haired young man smiled viciously, "You have made me lose my appetite."

The music suddenly rushed.

The strange man smiled. He held Jiang Luo's hand and let Jiang Luo leave his embrace quickly and briefly. In the next instant, Jiang Luo fell into the hands of another man with a thick hand.

The man's voice was hoarse, and he was wearing a leather jacket. He should be a cool guy. He said, "I'm very curious."

Jiang Luo said, "What are you curious about?"

He took the opportunity to feel the pulse on the wrist of the leather jacket, the pulse was beating vigorously, he was a living person.

The contemplation between Jiang Luo's eyebrows and eyes flashed, and in the darkness on the right, another new hand stretched out and took his arm.

Jiang Luo looked up, holding his slender, young hand with full fingertips, like the hand of a male college student.

Still a pair of living hands.

The melancholy man is alone, the leather jacket is alone, and this is another person.

Will the first seven evil spirits become so powerful?

When he was in school, Chi You could only manipulate the living and dead souls of the birds.

Damn, why doesn't the Yin Yang ring respond?

The male college student walked out of the darkness and replaced the leather jacket as Jiang Luoxin's dancing partner.

He lowered his head and leaned against Jiang Luo's ear, a ghost face appeared on his cool and handsome face, which became extremely distorted in an instant. The ghost smiled, but his tone was cold, "Who can't let your appetite fall out?"

Without waiting for Jiang Luo to speak, he continued to say in a false and gentle tone: "I still prefer your appearance with your hair draped in."

I don't know which hand stretched out and took away the rubber bands from Jiang Luo's hair. The black hair broke free from the restraints, and suddenly fell on Jiang Luo's shoulders.

A strand of mischievous hair slowly fell on the end of Jiang Luo's eyes, reflecting Jiang Luo's gloomy eyebrows.

Jiang Luo took out the talisman without hesitation and hit the person in front of him on the chest.

The talisman burned from the bottom and turned into ashes. The ghost face on the male college student's face disappeared, and he stopped stiffly on the spot like a robot without a battery. The other hand with thick cocoon stretched out, Jiang Luo quickly turned around, black hair flying, he hit the talisman on this hand.

In the other one, Jiang Luo threw it on the melancholy man.

The flames of the two symbols flashed, the lights of the bar suddenly lit up, and the music had been changed to another tune.

Jiang Luo looked at the three puppets.

The three puppets looked handsome. After they woke up, they looked confused for a moment, and then naturally scattered among the crowd, seemingly not aware of their own fault at all.

Evil spirits can both possess and puppet the soul-refining technique, making Jiang Luo impossible to guard against.

Jiang Luo walked through the crowd with a calm face and walked to the bar.

But when he walked to the bar, he saw a group of people all drunk on the bar. Ge Zhu was reciting the Tao Te Ching with a beer bottle. Seeing Jiang Luo coming over, he hiccuped and asked vaguely: "Jiang Luo, where have you been, we haven't found you."

Jiang Luo: "...Why do you drink it like this?"

Ge Zhu couldn't hear him anymore, muttering to himself while holding the wine bottle, and suddenly fell asleep on the bar.

Zhuo Zhongqiu walked over from outside, sweating profusely. She sighed with relief when she saw Jiang Shiou, "Thank God, you can still stand. This group of **** became drunk after a sip, and I have sent three people to it. The car has gone to a nearby hotel, Jiang Luo, you help me carry them out."

Jiang Luo: "Okay."

He lifted Ge Zhu up, put Ge Zhu's shoulders on his shoulders, and glanced at the bartender when he got up.

The bartender smiled politely: "Need help, guest?"

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Need, thank you."

The bartender came out to help Jiang Luo and took Ge Zhu to the taxi outside the bar. Jiang Luo took the opportunity to take out a piece of talisman paper and stick it on the bartender's body. However, to his expectation, the talisman paper and the bartender did not respond.

Jiang Luo put away the talisman paper, feeling that he was being teased.

When manipulating the bartender, he deliberately revealed a flaw, but before he did it, he took the initiative to abandon the puppet of the bartender.

Chi You seemed to be teasing Jiang Luo. He was hiding in the dark. Everyone and every animal could become Chi You's eyes to monitor Jiang Luo.

This thought really made Jiang Luo a little irritable.

Because he understands that if there is no precise way to find Chi You's puppet, the puppet soul-refining technique will only make him hard to defend.

Jiang Luo turned back and helped Zhuo Zhongqiu to help out the other two drunks. There can only be four people in the taxi, and Zhuo Zhongqiu said, "I will send you the address of the hotel, and you will take them back first."

Jiang Luo shook his head, Zhuo Zhongqiu is also a girl, no matter how handsome, "I'll take another car and follow you."

"Also," Zhuo Zhongqiu said, "I will let the driver master slow down."

She got in the car, and after a while, the taxi left slowly.

Jiang Luo stood by the road to take a taxi. It was dark at night, and the weather became slightly cool, and the drizzle fell from the sky, and first fell on Jiang Luo's eyes.

Jiang Luo blinked, and the drizzle fell on the ground and stained black dots, which quickly disappeared without a trace.

A black umbrella suddenly blocked Jiang Luo's head, covering him from the drizzle.

Jiang Luo glanced sideways, and a pale face was printed in his eyes.

A self-cultivation suit with a gentle smile at the corners of his mouth, five fingers holding the handle of the umbrella, the man’s face has a weird lifeless beauty and a vaguely madness, the corners of his mouth are getting bigger and bigger, like Pleasant and cold, he hummed like authentically: "Good evening."

The lingering spirits.

Jiang Luo instantly drew out a talisman and threw it over, the ghosts scattered, and the black umbrella disappeared.

The taxi stopped in front of Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo got into the car with no expression on his face, raised his eyelids and looked in the rearview mirror, "Catch up with the taxi in front."

The driver's master stepped on the accelerator.

Jiang Luo's right eyelid jumped a few times, he put his arm on the window, stretched out his hand to hold his forehead helplessly, and sighed.

"I said," the right eye, which was not covered by the palm of the hand, raised the end of the eye, glancing at the driver beautifully, intertwined with provocation and mockery, "Chi Yu, why are you so idle."

After returning to the room to rest, it was already an hour later.

It took Jiang Luo enough to use six talismans before he was able to return to the hotel. He was sweating all over, sweat stuck to his clothes and hair, and he was still drunk after moving the drunks back to the room.

Jiang Luo locked the door, pasted a talisman behind the door, and went back to the room to take a bath.

When he came out again, the air-conditioning made him shiver. Jiang Luo wiped his hair and plugged in the hair dryer by the bed to blow his hair.

Amid the noisy buzzing, the door was knocked.

The talisman paper behind the door lit up, reminding Jiang Luo that it was not people who came outside.

Jiang Luo yawned and continued to blow his hair, half unmoved.

After half a minute, the knocking outside the door sounded again.

Fu Lu suddenly ignited, and after this time, there was no more sound outside.

Seven talismans have been used up by now.

Jiang Luo looked at the time, good fellow, it had just passed midnight.

The hair dryer rang for five or six minutes, and Jiang Luo stopped blowing his hair until it was half dry. He is a little tired now, but his spirit is very excited. He knows that Chi You will not let go, and there is still a big battle to be fought.

Taking advantage of this brief silence, Jiang Luo raised his right hand to observe the Yin-Yang ring.

Talking to himself: "Are you a fake?"

It feels like you are useless at all.

Sure enough, there is no pie that suddenly falls in the sky.

Jiang Luo sighed for a moment, and there was another knock on the door.

Jiang Luo brow jumped, he turned over and got out of bed, put on slippers and walked to the door to open the door, but there was no one outside. The empty hotel corridor was clean, not even mosquitoes.

He closed the door and turned around with a calm face.

But suddenly rammed into an embrace.

Chi You took a step forward with his feet, and the darkness on his body seemed to come from the abyss of hell, burying the light and splitting the space.

The mist was thick and thick, and the black mist slowly followed Jiang Luo's figure to cover the outside, and finally enveloped Jiang Luo's toes and the last strand of hair.

Jiang Luo was submerged in the pure black mist. In the black mist, a pale and cyan hand stirred up his hair in a playful manner.

"Unexpectedly, in my first seven, you would want to see me so much." This hand moved slowly around Jiang Luo's hair, slowly sliding down Jiang Luo's cheek, and suddenly pinched Jiang Luo's shape. Graceful jaw.

The voice was pleasant and authentic, "Happy?"

Although Chi You was smiling, Jiang Luo could feel that he was clearly angry.

Because the mist behind him has been twisted into a terrifying and hideous shape.

It's just that I haven't seen it for a few days. Compared with the weak mist of Hotel 129, Chi You at this time even faintly took on a human form.

Jiang Luo was forced to lift his chin, which made him very uncomfortable.

The less he likes it, the better Chi You's mood will be.

"Seven talisman hit me, this feeling is really uncomfortable," Chi You's laughter became colder and colder, and he said slowly, "You surprised me, classmate Jiang, the teacher never knew you. There is such a talent."

Jiang Luo's hair was swaying around on his shoulders, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"But your talisman is gone," Chi You said regretfully, as the hand pinching Jiang Luo's chin became heavier and heavier, and the cold air rushed up from Jiang Luo's spine, "Teacher now, I'm going to start teaching you."

"The first one is to respect the teacher and respect the truth."

The black mist wrapped Jiang Luo's shoulders, his bones rang, and Jiang Luo's arm fell weakly beside him.

Dislocated.

From the arm downward, the black mist surrounded Jiang Luo's two thin ankles.

The dislocated arm felt painful, and Jiang Luo's face was pale and his face was sweaty.

But this kind of pain is nothing compared to the eighteen times that Chi You had killed.

Jiang Luo smiled suddenly, the light in his eyes seemed to hide a hot, boiling soul, and he gently said: "Teacher, you are right."

Hei Wu was about to twist Jiang Luo's ankles to a halt, Chi You was a little confused, and lazily said: "Huh?"

Jiang Luo gently raised his undamaged hand and put it on the shoulder of the humanoid mist, "As a student, we must respect the teacher."

Behind the mist, Jiang Luo's hand that was behind Chi You spread out suddenly, revealing a thick pile of yellow symbols.

The yellow symbols are spread out like poker, and at first glance there are dozens of them. Jiang Luo smiled and said, "I will only kill you once tonight, and torture you all night at a time. Isn't this respecting the teacher?"

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Receiving a smile: uncomfortable?

ps: The teacher-student relationship between offensive and acceptor is not the traditional teacher-student relationship. Offensive is an assistant. Now he is no longer a teacher (because he burps). Both offensive and acceptors are adults.