When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Chapter 234

On the playground, in the rain, a figure looked particularly lonely.

Su Yuan stood quietly, holding the huge sickle in his right hand and holding a Guanyin pendant on his left finger.

He tiptoed slightly, and his figure disappeared instantly like a ghost.

After a few flashes, he came to the senior high school building.

The scene in front of him was in a mess, the ground was charred, and there were wisps of black smoke.

Several incomplete charred bodies were lying in a mess, and blood stained a large area of ​​the ground red.

The aftermath of the battle that had not yet completely dissipated was still stirring in the air, making a subtle "sizzling" sound.

However, Su Yuan turned a blind eye to all this, and his eyes were fixed on a figure in the rain.

The figure stood with his back to him, with his hands behind his back, like an insurmountable mountain.

His body was no longer recognizable as a human, but more like a skeleton covered in human skin. His robe had long been stained red with blood, and a hideous bone spur pierced through his back.

Su Yuan slowly walked towards him, and as he approached, the skeleton actually spoke slowly:

"You... are here."

"Yes, I am." Su Yuan stopped behind him and responded softly.

"You... you shouldn't have come..."

"But I'm here."

"What are you... doing..." Xia Wu's voice gradually faded.

"I'm here to kill people."

"..." Xia Wu didn't say anything else.

"There are still a few more sentences... What should you ask me next: who to kill?" Su Yuan reminded him calmly.

"..."

"You said you wouldn't die." Su Yuan said.

"..."

Su Yuan walked forward, grabbed the bone spur on his chest, and pulled it out with force.

Because it couldn't find nutrients, the bone spur no longer absorbed, and he pulled it out smoothly.

There was also a radio and a straw rope on the ground. Su Yuan picked up these two ghostly objects and hung the Guanyin pendant on the bone spur.

The bone spur stopped trembling and returned to calm.

Then, Su Yuan carefully picked up the skeleton wrapped in the Taoist robe, walked to the classroom window, kicked the window, found a table, and placed his body on it.

Su Yuan said to him: "I will kill everything until the source."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared again.

......

Su Yuan flashed around the campus like a ghost. His skin began to have small cracks, which gradually spread, and a strange red light flashed in the cracks.

He was almost at his limit.

Following the guidance of fate, Su Yuan came to the bottom of the high school teaching building.

Zhang Qingyun didn't leave. He stood quietly on the lawn. When he saw Su Yuan, he smiled: "Su Yuan, long time no see."

Su Yuan ignored him. His long white hair danced wildly in the wind. He lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Yang lying on the ground.

The pit under him was full of blood, and it was hard to tell whether it was his blood or the blood rain in the sky.

"Yangzi." Su Yuan called softly.

Zhang Yang didn't respond. His eyes were closed, but there was a smile on his face.

He was dead.

Su Yuan turned his head and saw a corpse lying on the other side of the field. His body was burned black, but Su Yuan could still recognize it.

Liu Shi.

The man who helped him in his dream, Liu Wuhuan's father, an ordinary but great father.

He tied bombs all over himself and rushed to Zhang Qingyun, delaying a little time with his mortal body, and... inserting one of the insignificant knives in the thousands of cuts he was about to suffer.

"Can you help me kill him?" Jiang Huan said softly behind him.

"Okay."

With a simple response, Su Yuan disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Qingyun.

The vertical eye on the giant sickle trembled wildly, he raised it high and chopped it down with a knife.

The sound of clothes tearing came, and more than ten pale arms suddenly stretched out from behind Zhang Qingyun.

Each arm was accompanied by a deadly spirit, and his own palm had the spirits of his family, layer by layer, he took the blow.

"Student Su Yuan, don't forget that I saved you." Zhang Qingyun grinned: "Remember the sacrificial game? Without me, you would definitely die."

"It wasn't you who saved me." Su Yuan gently hooked his finger, and the gravel on the lawn floated in the air after shaking violently, and Zhang Qingyun also lost control of gravity in an instant.

Taking advantage of the moment when he could not grasp the balance, Su Yuan raised his hand again, and the giant sickle in his hand drew a scarlet moon arc.

"You really know it. You are not only my best student, but also the one who knows me best." Zhang Qingyun was amazed by this.He cut off three arms with one knife, and quickly stepped back a few steps, his face becoming more ferocious: "You are the one who can empathize with me the most, you should understand my actions!"

"The four words of impotence and rage are enough to run through your life."

Su Yuan approached him again with an indifferent tone, and as he swung the knife, his skin began to crack, and blood gushed out.

A flash of red light passed by, and Zhang Qingyun's two arms were cut off again: "Impotent and furious? That's easy to say. If you don't have this level of heavenly favor, what can you do even if you are excellent?"

"Unfortunately, I have it." Su Yuan's pupils glowed with golden light, like a god: "So you will die here today."

"Really?" Zhang Qingyun smiled strangely, "That's not necessarily true."

There was a rustling sound of footsteps from behind, as if something was approaching rapidly, and Jiang Huan's shout was heard at the same time: "Be careful!"

Su Yuan looked at him indifferently, and said word by word: "Laugh at your mother."

Without turning his head, he swung a crescent backwards, directly cutting the tall ghost behind him in half.

"Plop——"

The two bodies fell to the ground, but soon began to crawl wildly on the ground, and finally merged into one again.

The tall ghost stood up behind him, stretched out a large pale palm, and covered Su Yuan's head.

He tapped his toes lightly, disappeared instantly, and then appeared directly in front of Zhang Qingyun who was fleeing.

But the next second.

The tall ghost suddenly appeared in front of him, and the facial features quickly grew on that smooth and flat face.

Su Yuan's golden-red pupils slightly slackened for a while, but soon returned to normal.

Because his sister stood in front of him.

She floated in the air, staring at the tall ghost, and the indifference in her eyes was exactly the same as Su Yuan's: "Get out of the way."

Su Yuan slashed at the ghost's palm that was stretched out to him, and after cutting it off at the root, he rushed towards Zhang Qingyun again.

The cracks on his body were as dense as spider webs, and he now looked like a porcelain that was about to break.

The blood burned Su Yuan's whole body red, and he had only one thought at this moment.

Kill Zhang Qingyun!

"Teacher Zhang, I'm here to help you get rid of it."

His voice was like a devil's whisper, and the scarlet giant sickle cut through the rain curtain and chopped down fiercely on Zhang Qingyun's head.

"Clang!"

Zhang Qingyun used all his remaining arms to block the attack.

But because Su Yuan had cut off too many of his arms just now, his arms could no longer withstand the magic of the giant sickle.

Several palms trembled wildly, and he watched the giant sickle fall bit by bit.

At the same time, a tall ghost appeared behind Su Yuan, and it stretched out both palms and firmly grasped Su Yuan's head.

Su Yuan's neck made a "crackling" sound, as if the bones were about to break, but he ignored it, and focused all his attention on the handle of the giant sickle, exerting all his strength.

He would not let Zhang Qingyun have another chance to escape.

The tip of the knife had already touched Zhang Qingyun's forehead. Facing such a desperate situation, his expression was extremely strange, with fear and a trace of indescribable relief in his eyes.

"If you continue like this, you will die too."

"No."

Su Yuan's head had been twisted to a weird angle, but his eyes were always calm: "I will kill them all, right up to the source."

After saying that, Su Yuan loosened one hand holding the giant sickle, then he took out a bundle of straw ropes from his waist and threw it without hesitation. The straw ropes seemed to have life, tightly holding the tall ghost.

But this did not immediately restrain it. In the past, it needed straw ropes, ghost radios, and Xia Wu's blood to restrain his family.

Now that it was cut in half by Su Yuan, it consumed a lot of spiritual power, but it was not just the ghost rope that could restrain it.

"Pata."

An old radio fell to the ground, but Su Yuan had no spare energy to start it.

The "click" sound of the twisted head became louder and louder, the giant sickle had sunk into Zhang Qingyun's forehead, and the ghost rope tried its best to lift the tall ghost.

So, three things happened together.

First, Zhang Qingyun was killed. He was split in half vertically, and his eyes were full of relief.

Su Yuan's head was twisted off, and the golden light in his pupils gradually dissipated.

The tall ghost figure that consumed too much spiritual power was finally slowly hung up by the straw rope.

..........

The dawn light dispelled the darkness, and the campus welcomed the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

The ghost grudge ended.

In the darkness of nothingness, Su Yuan gradually woke up.

He saw a boy in school uniform appear in front of him. The boy's figure was a little illusory and blurred. He squatted down, gently picked up Su Yuan's head, and slowly walked towards his body.

"Thank you, Yangzi." Su Yuan said with a smile.

"Brother Du"

I saw the candlelight swaying in the wind - [Disassembly]

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[Volume 1: End]