Qi Zhuyue fell to the ground dizzily. She held on to the pillar beside her and calmed down for a long time.

Why do people get motion sickness... If there is still a chance, she must undergo desensitization treatment.

After a while, she looked up and saw An Xiangwen standing holding on to the pillar.

But it wasn't because he was dizzy. For some reason, An Xiangwen looked strange.

An Xiangwen's head is indeed a little uncomfortable.

Because he accidentally glanced at something he shouldn't have, his mind is now groggy, and he feels like countless eyeballs with legs are dancing in front of him.

Oh, and they opened their hands, held hands, and danced in circles.

Even if he closes his eyes, what appears before his eyes is another scene.

He opened his hands and embraced the soft cotton wool. Under the cotton wool, countless "balls" were spinning, turning the side that could see to him.

It's better to let him and Qi Zhuyue change places. The motion sickness will at least subside. The impact of these strange images is too long-lasting!

Not sure how long his debuff would last, An Xiangwen waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

Qi Zhuyue: "Hey, are you really okay?"

An Xiangwen: "Yeah, it should be fine, but I'm a little wobbly when I walk."

Qi Zhuyue: "I don't think it's a problem anymore..."

From the perspective of the black-haired girl, An Xiangwen made three turns in one step. Without something to support him, he would pause for a few seconds every time he took a step, as if he was looking for the direction and would move forward only when he found the right one.

Qi Zhuyue was a little worried, but before going up to help, she looked back at the creature that sent them over.

The white dog has returned to a size less than calf height, and lies back on the ground, looking lazy.

Due to the angle problem, she did not see the specific appearance of the white dog after it grew bigger, and the high inspiration was not triggered, but judging from An Xiangwen's reaction, she might have seen something.

...It's good that she didn't see it. Things like the brain are not suitable for being impacted too much.

Qi Zhuyue looked away from the white dog.

No matter what, it's a good thing to come to the abbot's residence. I hope they can find some new ones——

"Wow!" A cry came from the front.

Then another unfamiliar male voice sounded: "Go to hell!!!"

Qi Zhuyue quickly turned around and saw that An Xiangwen had reached the door of the room, and a dark figure rushed out from the half-open door and headed straight for An Xiangwen.

Under normal circumstances, An Xiangwen would be able to react.

But this is an abnormal situation, and he is still in a debuff state.

Therefore, An Xiangwen did not rush to avoid it and was thrown to the ground by the attacker.

The back of his head hit the concrete floor violently, and a strong sense of fainting covered his vision with darkness. His sense of smell, which was still able to be mobilized, received a strong floral fragrance.

The fragrance of the flowers was so fragrant that it was almost nauseating, and An Xiangwen immediately felt nauseous.

Wanting to get rid of it... With this knowledge in his mind, the human being reached out his hand in the dark and tried to push the other person's shoulder away.

However, the one step faster than him is the opponent's hand.

Something hit his head hard, and An Xiangwen felt something slipping down from his forehead due to the double dizziness.

Is it blood? He seemed to have heard this person telling him to die.

An Xiangwen thought deeply that he couldn't die here.

Even if you die as a sacrifice, it is better than dying at the hands of some inexplicable cannon fodder!

When his vision went dark, An Xiangwen suddenly exerted force, turned to the left, and successfully dodged the second blow to his head.

Then, support arrived.

Qi Zhuyue stepped up the steps in twos and twos and waved out her palm.

She aimed at the attacker's neck, and when the attacker struck again, she was ready to twist the attacker's neck and drag the attacker down.

Her fighting ability is poor, but that is for supernatural beings such as statues. She is still very confident when fighting ordinary people - eh?

What he grabbed was not someone's skin at all. Qi Zhuyue retracted his fingers, his hands were faster than his brain, he pulled the strip and lifted it back.

After the sound of "shua", Qi Zhuyue saw the object in her hand under the sunlight shining on her half - several broken plant vines.

Qi Zhuyue: No wonder it feels so slimy to the touch...

Juice leaked out from the broken vine in the middle, and the green vine itself contained some dark liquid, which made the feedback from the touch of the black-haired girl's palm even more ominous.

She subconsciously threw the object in her hand back, and the white dog raised its head from behind and bit it accurately.

White Dog: Chew Chew.

The canine-like creatures eating can no longer attract Qi Zhuyue's attention, and all her eyes are now focused on her face.

An Xiangwen turned to the left and chased out with the attacker.

The attacker's face, which had been hidden in the shadows of the corridor, was revealed...if that could still be called a face.

"Hiss." Qi Zhuyue gasped after seeing it. She quickly grabbed An Xiangwen's collar who rolled to her feet and dragged him outside, not caring if he bumped into her.

"It hurts." An Xiangwen opened his eyes, dull and unfocused, "Miss Qi... you knocked me..."

"I don't have time to care about this now!" Qi Zhuyue said quickly, "I also want to carry you away."

She glanced around, looking for something that could be used as a weapon, and then she saw the broom placed in the corner of the yard.

Because it feels really bad to touch it directly, so I need to find something with a long handle.

A broom is a broom.

As soon as Qi Zhuyue took the broom in her hand, the attacker who stepped into the light found his target and rushed over.

The black-haired girl stood in front of An Xiangwen, removed the long handle of the broom and danced it like a long stick, wiping the attacker's throat, drawing a bloody streak and forcing the attacker back.

Compared with Qi Zhuyue, who had an obvious standard of attack, the attacker was completely unorganized and relied solely on a strong force and abnormal body shape.

Qi Zhuyue is not very easy to retreat.

But it doesn't matter, just repel the attacker.

The attacker was not strong and was injured. What was more concerning was that he did not have a red rope on his hand. He kept shouting "Kill you guys", so you can probably guess his intention.

"Go...go die."

The attacker rushed over again. Qi Zhuyue thrust his long stick into the opponent's stomach. Before the attacker could retreat and start again, the attacker's head was hit hard from behind.

The attacker made no sound and fell down softly.

An Xiangwen stood there holding the stone high. After hearing Qi Zhuyue tell him "no problem", he threw the stone in his hand on the ground.

Because he threw it with his eyes closed, the stone landed on the attacker's stomach, causing him to groan again, but he did not wake up.

"Huh..." An Xiangwen breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the blood from his cheek, "It hurts me so much. Who is this guy?"

"Uh... Actually, Mr. An, it's good that you can't see clearly now."

Qi Zhuyue made an indescribable sound.

I'm a bit embarrassed by this face.

There are flowers in the eyes.
Chapter completed!