I Was Once a Legend

Dong Zheng's fingers on his side suddenly moved.

Cui Zuojing noticed it for the first time. He lowered his head and determined that it was not his illusion. He immediately rolled over and sat on Dong Zheng's lap, staring at the man's extremely pale face because of the pain. After a careful observation, he tried Patted his face gently, said softly: "Hey!"

Dong Zheng's head shook with his strength, and his tightly frowned eyebrows stretched slightly, but then he wrinkled more severely.

Cui Zuojing poked up Dong Zheng's tall nose like a naughty child. When he saw that the other side was still closed, he slammed and stepped forward to roll his eyelids.

Dong Zheng only felt that the brain fried in the oil pan suddenly got some kind of salvation, and the inexorable coldness penetrated into it, freeing a chaotic consciousness from the edge of the collapsed abyss.

He moaned lowly, and the pain in his eyes remained strong, but it was no longer unbearable.

Dong Zheng tried to control his breath and opened his eyes.

Cui Zuojing, who happened to be on the line, was completely occupied.

The teenager's face was close at hand, and his lips were slightly pale because of the cold, but his cheeks showed a crimson after intense exercise.A drop of water slipped from his eyelashes, hitting Dong Zheng's chest, and turned into a pale blue glaze, rolling on the ground.

Dong Zheng's head was still in the complete chaos that had just awakened, and he was stunned. There seemed to be something inexplicable slipping away from the heart like a fish, leaving only half-tail ripples.

"Are you awake?" Cui Zuojing's hand shook in front of his eyes. Dong Zheng suddenly recovered, and was surprised to find that the head that was about to explode had almost no pain.

"What's going on?" he asked, his voice still a little dry.

"I gave you [Alice's Medicine], it can relieve all negative effects, but more importantly, it can increase mental strength. After all, for a girl with severe delusions, psychotherapy drugs are essential. less."

Dong Zheng nodded and glanced around, seeing that there was no danger and no effort to control Cui Zuojing who had straddled him, leaning against the wall to rest.Although the head does not hurt, the impact of the overdraft has not completely disappeared.

Cui Zuojing did not provoke him. He was about to get off Dong Zheng and suddenly heard a horrified "I rely on!"

Immediately after a test tube smashed over, Cui Zuojing lifted his hand at will, and easily caught the test tube containing the blood sample.

He looked back, and in [Hammern] I saw that Red Hair was staring at him with a frightened face, holding the infusion stand with both hands, holding it high, he would hit him in the face!

Dong Zheng immediately stopped when he heard Allen's voice: "Allen! He is not a monster!"

But it was too late, the infusion stand had reached the top of Cui Zuojing's head with the sound of breaking the sky, and at that moment Dong Zhengqing couldn't help holding his breath, trying to reach out and grab.

The teenager picked up the blue glaze that had just fallen into the folds of Dong Zheng's clothes, and ejected it from his fingertips. The movement was so fast that even Dong Zheng who was so close could not catch it at all!

Snapped!

The glaze hit the infusion stand and directly smashed the steel frame with an unimaginable curvature.Juli passed into Allen's hands, causing his arms to numb instantly, failing to hold it all at once, and the weapon was released.

Boom!

The completely deformed infusion stand fell to the ground, and Cui Zuojing stood up from Dong Zheng, looking at Wang Ailun, who was shocked with his mouth wide open, tilted his head, waved and greeted: "Hi."

Allen: =mouth=!

Say, speak!

and many more!This child looks familiar.

Allen finally remembered: Yes!He's seen it in the last box!

Allen had just explored the fifth floor, thinking about Dong Zheng's situation and hurried back, he saw a "zombie" dressed in white sitting on Dong Zheng. The two were very close. From his perspective, it looked like That thing is the same as Dong Zheng.

He attacked without thinking, but he didn't expect it to be someone he had seen before.

It's no wonder that Allen will admit his mistake. In his view, only he and Dong Zheng are in the entire illusion. Any other humanoid creatures, except ghosts and zombies, are life-threatening.

Dong Zheng stood up against the wall and explained, "This is my teammate. His name is Cui Zuojing, and I found it in the kung fu you just left."

Allen believed: "Oh? No wonder, I've seen it in the last box. By the way, do you have a headache?"

Cui Zuojing glanced at Dong Zheng and smiled: "Anyway, he is about to join the team. Sooner or later, it is okay to tell him now?"

Dong Zheng was a little surprised that Cui Zuojing immediately guessed that he wanted Allen to be a teammate, but he soon realized that although the other party looked like a teenager, it would definitely not fit this age no matter from what convenience.

Allen: "Ah? Is there anything hiding from me?"

Dong Zheng yelled and explained: "Well, he is actually my prisoner. I was summoned in Hameln. I just had a headache because he was too far away from me for too long, and I couldn't bear the spirit. Now that he is back, he is much better."

Alan suddenly realized that he quickly accepted this setting, prisoner, no wonder.

He didn't complain that Dong Zheng just wanted to hide it. After all, the two talents met for the second time. Even if they were to be teammates, they were not trusting enough to entrust all the cards and secrets.

"Then you are really lucky. Only the first formal box can summon a good prisoner." Allen ran to pick up the body of the infusion stand and sighed, "My God, how strong."

Dong Zheng has completely recovered under the action of "Alice's Medicine", even better than when he first entered the box. He has not forgotten that he is still in the secret world and asked, "How is this situation?"

Allen: "There is nothing to notice. It's all wards, the doors are closed, and the stairs on the other side are completely blocked by grass branches. It seems that the closer to the seven floors, the denser the plants."

"Okay, I'll take a short rest and continue to go upstairs." Dong Zheng took a deep breath and turned to Cui Zuojing on the side, converging all expressions, and said seriously: "Now let's talk about your problem."

Cui Zuojing was originally using her toes to tease the flowers and leaves. After hearing the words, her movements stiffened for a moment, revealing a mixed and sorry smile: "I'm sorry, I played hi, I won't be like this next time."

Dong Zheng was not passed by a casual and sincere apology: "I can't control you right now, but I hope you can really help each other as much as we said at first, instead of giving me Create various accidents that affect the actions in the box."

Probably because of the strength gap, Dong Zheng's tone is not harsh, at most it is a kind of condemnation, but somehow, Cui Zuojing feels like he was murdered by the teacher in front of him. God knows how long he has not experienced This feeling.

This is quite new.Cui Zuojing habitually copied his hands into his trouser pockets. He felt that this attitude seemed insincere, and took it out. He put it behind his back and tried to pretend to nodding cleverly. Help you, don’t run around, don’t let you overdraw like this."

Dong Zheng: "..............."

To be honest, he didn't feel sincere at all, but that's it.

They set off again and returned to the stairwell, but this time from two to three, Alan held a flashlight in front, Dong Zheng was responsible for throwing blood samples to attract plants, and Cui Zuojing broke off.

The test tube hit the wall or the ground, the blood sample spilled out, and the plants blocked on the road moved towards it, giving way to the narrow passage, and the three of them marched silently along the way.

"Oh chirp!"

Suddenly sneezing startled Dong Zheng and Alan. Dong Zheng turned around, and Cui Zuojing Zheng rubbed the itchy nose with one hand and sucked slightly with his mouth open.

He traveled in a blizzard while playing with the executioner, jumped over the crater, soaked in the ice lake and passed through the desert, alternating cold and hot, even if the iron hit people got sick.

Cui Zuojing quickly waved his hand: "Sorry, it may be a bit cold, it doesn't matter, continue."

The boy was still wet, the clothes were sticking to the skin, and the broken jade beads turned into drops of water as he walked, and the style of painting was incompatible with the dark hospital.

Dong Zheng felt cold when he looked at it. In order to save Allen from staying with the caterpillar, he took off his long-sleeved shirt and handed it to Cui Zuojing: "Wear it."

Cui Zuojing did not treat him politely, took off his wet shirt and put on Dong Zheng's clothes, and brought a little body temperature on the clothes.Dong Zheng was more than ten centimeters taller than him, and his sleeves grew out, so he had to roll them up.

At this time, Dong Zheng had only a tight-fitting black tank top, and Allen subsidized his coat. The two were about the same size, and they were suitable to wear.

Moving on, Cui Zuojing carelessly rubbed his nose, and the murmur behind him approached carefully.

A gray hand was silently protruding from the vines, trying to catch Cui Zuojing, who fell at the end, and make him part of the food and body.

The moment the fingertip touched Cui Zuojing, the seal on the inside of the teenager's wrist lighted up quietly. The slight power and the power of the curse caused the hand to shrink back suddenly like an electric shock.

But it was too late. It was not that the energy that the accompanying monsters in the secret area could bear directly destroyed the hand and the vines behind. The powder was scattered and did not attract anyone's attention.

The blood exploded from the two test tubes led away the wattle, and Allen walked carefully sideways. Suddenly he saw the white figure shaking around the corner. Suddenly he held his breath and compared the gesture of “stop” to Dong Zheng behind him.

The ghost belonging to the doctor took the folder, and a green plant in front of him entangled into a complete human figure, standing in front of the doctor with a slanted body.

"How are you feeling these days?"

Lulu shook twice, and a strange voice floated into her ears: "It's okay, but it's just not moving."

"You need to rest in bed now, don't run around casually."

Lulu hurriedly said: "I'm going to buy food."

The doctor snorted: "Be sure to take a good rest after a stroke. You can't even pull your legs and run so far. What about your children? Let them come and take care of you."

"Child... The child is out of the field and can't come back temporarily."

"What about my wife?"

"Uh……"

Lulu squeaked for a while, at that moment something fell from the ceiling and hit it on the head, directly smashing the human figure into a twist, scattered, and countless snakes generally crawled along the wall.

The ghost of the doctor screamed. The corpse in a white coat had a similar figure. When it touched the corpse, the translucent ghost disappeared without a trace.

Dong Zheng squeezed the blood sample test tube in his hand and gently pushed Alan to signal him to go quickly.

The three crossed the doctor's body and the leaves, and went on in silence.

Cui Zuojing sat in the town and reached the seventh floor without much effort. As soon as the door of the stairwell was pushed open, the soft light spilled into his eyes.The bright and clean corridor is very different from the other floors, you can see the head at a glance, and you can't see any abnormally growing plants.

Allen was stunned, he was ready to see more mutations near the Lao nest, how...

Cui Zuojing closed the door of the stairwell and looked at Dong Zheng.

Dong Zheng's spirit recovered well under the influence of drugs, but Cui Zuojing is still very tired, but he doesn't want to go back to the prisoner's space to support him to continue to follow.

He came back to the pure white realm, but he didn't want to stay in that boring place, every minute and every second was very valuable to him. It would be nice to observe Dong Zheng more now.

And this Allen.

Dong Zheng did not relax, but became more vigilant. He and Allen slowly walked down the corridor, looking through the ward every time they passed, and soon found the only one that was different.

The door was concealed, and the light came out from the inside. You could vaguely hear who was speaking, the voice of the middle-aged man, and the content was unclear.

The house number reads: Ward No. 11 on the seventh floor, Department of Neurology.

This is Wen Baoshan mentioned by the doctor.

From the small window on the ward, you can see the corner of the hospital cabinet and the bed next to the door. Someone was sitting on the bed, and the quilt bulged.

Allen was shocked, looked at Dong Zheng, and took two steps backwards consciously, giving Dong Zheng the negotiation task that might come.

Dong Zheng took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself not to be excited no matter what he saw later, raising his hand and knocking gently on the door.

The voice stopped instantly.

Dong Zheng waited patiently, and after a while, a voice came out: "Who?"

"Will Wen Baoshan be here? We came to visit him."

"Ah?" The other party was obviously surprised, and hurriedly said, "Yes, come in."

Dong Zheng pushed the door open.