From a distance, it seemed that something was hanging above the blazing brazier.
When I took a closer look, I found that the person hanging there was actually an old man.
The hair that had always been neatly combed at the back of the head was now scattered in a mess on both sides. Because it was hanging in the air, all of it was placed on the slender collar.
Huang Xiaolian's face flushed red, veins popped, and his hands and legs thrashed in the air in pain.
He felt like he was dying, suffocating to death.
But he couldn't die.
He had been in this position for a long time, longer than all his previous years put together.
How much time has passed
One day? Two days? Ten years
Just as Huang Xiaolian was breathing harder again, the belt suddenly broke, and Huang Xiaolian quickly fell into the brazier.
The scorching flames instantly licked his body. Huang Xiaolian screamed in pain. A girl with scars all over her face came over and said, "Principal Huang, do you know me?"
"Back then, you used the video to threaten me and abused me. Later, you happened to pass by when I was cornered and bullied by hooligans outside the school."
"You could have saved me by just opening your mouth, but you just watched them put them in the trash can and threw firecrackers in there to hurt me."
"It turned out that there happened to be flammable materials in the trash can, and the firecrackers thrown in caused an explosion."
"I felt the pain at that time, please experience it too."
Huang Xiaolian covered his face in pain. He felt a burning pain all over his body. His former arrogance was long gone, and only fear and pain remained.
"This is just a dream. I can definitely get out! I can wake up as soon as the sun rises!"
The evil ghosts suddenly burst into laughter. They looked down at Huang Xiaolian in the brazier, as if they had heard some joke.
"You will never wake up again, because it is hell in here."
Among the evil ghosts, a mask was thrown in front of Huang Xiaolian.
When he saw the mask, Huang Xiaolian was stunned for two seconds, then he looked up suddenly and saw a deformed and thin boy slowly approaching him.
The boy looked down at Huang Xiaolian with empty eyes, "I gave you all my trust. I thought you were different from others."
A bottle filled with pungent liquid appeared in front of Huang Xiaolian. When he saw the bottle clearly, Huang Xiaolian's already frightened eyes trembled even more.
"Please, forgive me, I know I was wrong."
"It's my fault. I hurt so many innocent people."
"I, I am willing to accept legal sanctions!" Huang Xiaolian suddenly said excitedly, "As long as you let me go, I will turn myself in immediately. I will not tell you anything, except for my evil deeds."
"I am willing to spend the rest of my life in prison! I will burn paper money for you every year. Please spare me, please!"
There was an evil ghost beside the boy, laughing at him: "Huang Xiaolian, this is the box that holds your soul. We will always be with you for the rest of your life."
The boy raised the bottle in his hand indifferently...
In the dark room, men screamed one after another, and the revenge of treating others in their own way was far from over.
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In the emergency room, the principal of Guangmingding Hospital and his good leader stood outside anxiously.
After an unknown amount of time, the doctor came out.
Principal: "Doctor Jia, how is the chairman?"
Dijia took off his mask and answered in a matter-of-fact manner: "He had a cerebral hemorrhage, which occurred in the middle of the night and took a long time. I have used up all my strength and just saved him from the gates of hell. But unfortunately, he can only live in a vegetative state in the future."
The principal and other leaders looked at each other, and the principal asked hurriedly, "Is there a chance he will wake up?"
Dijia: "The possibility is almost zero."
"The blood has been in the brain for a long time, and the blood supply to the brain is severely insufficient, which has caused irreversible brain death."
"Does he have any relatives?"
The principal said: "The chairman has relatives. He has devoted his entire life to the school. Don't worry, we are the chairman's relatives. As long as we live, we will not let the chairman die."
"He has done so many good things, he will surely be blessed with great fortune and will definitely wake up in the future."
Dijia said meaningfully: "Yes, I hope the chairman can live a long life."
"Thank you for your concern," the principal was a little flattered, "Let us wait together for the miracle of science to appear."
Dijia just smiled and said nothing, and asked the principal and others to implicate Huang Xiao.
He stuffed a bunch of special-effect medicines into the principal's pocket, and after watching them leave, Dijia said to the operating room, "Okay, come out, they are gone."
The door of the operating room was pushed open and Baili Xin came out.
Dijia looked at Baili Xin's red school uniform, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "You guys are really awesome, just like that, you trapped Huang Xiaolian's consciousness in the dream forever?"
Baili Xin: "What do you want to say when you see his end?"
Dijia: "Evil will be punished?"
Baili Xin: "If you want to get involved, you'll always have to do this."
"I know who the source of the school is."
Dijia: "Who is it? Huang Xiaolian?"
Baili Xin glanced at Dijia and said, "You can't be Huang Xiaolian. If it was really Huang Xiaolian, he wouldn't be trapped in a small dream."
"I will not allow the evil spirits to torture him."
"He's just one of them."
Dijia: "If it's not him, then who else could it be? Could it be me?"
Baili Xin: "I need you to help me..."
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In the Queen's competition, two students in the front row had diarrhea due to nervousness. Baili Xin was given the task and won the championship in one fell swoop. He also achieved a very rich result. In the end, he was far ahead with an absolute advantage and became the "President" of the Student Union.
Teacher Zhao also became the principal as he wished.
It seemed that the former principal really loved Huang Xiaolian. He decisively gave up his position as principal and took full responsibility for taking care of Huang Xiaolian.
It has reached the 15th day, and there are three days left before the final agreed time.
The number of players has increased from 100 at the beginning to 75 now.
On the 16th day, people started falling ill one after another, starting from somewhere unknown.
The disease came on suddenly and quickly, and everyone suffered from vomiting and diarrhea. The infirmary staff was dispatched urgently and it took more than a day to finally determine that it was a very rare viral infection.
Under the organization of Principal Zhao, Teacher Sheng, and Doctor Jia, on the 18th day, due to special circumstances, the exam was cancelled and all teachers and students were taken to the emergency spare warehouse next to the infirmary on the first floor for isolation and treatment.
For the first time, the huge crowd gathered in such an orderly manner.
In the crowded crowd, Xia Chi tried hard to search for Baili Xinying.
In the past, he could always find Baili Xin very quickly. Even if he couldn't find him, he would find him in a flash of inspiration. But today, for some reason, he just couldn't find Baili Xin no matter what.
No reply to private messages.
Players were whispering around.
"Today is the 18th day, and there is an exam. I remember the rules saying that the 18th day is a comprehensive exam, and the scores will be reset and recalculated, right?"
"Yeah, I remember that too."
"If there is an exam today, does that mean! There won't be any students from the last C class?! We won't be kicked out of school and fed to the black scorpions!"
"Shit, it should be! Is this the legendary blessing in disguise?!"
"But don't be too happy too soon. What if the school has a brain storm and you fail the exam and are sent to Class C? What should we do then?"
"Impossible," a calm voice suddenly interrupted, Zhou Guang analyzed, "Each class has a fixed number of students, and Class C has 25 students. Now there is no exam, everyone's score is 0, and there is a necessary score range for screening."
"If the school divides all students into Class C, it will violate its own school rules. And the school rules clearly state that even the school must strictly abide by the school rules and regulations."
"So this school shot itself in the foot? So we really won't be kicked out of school and fed to the black scorpions?! Hahaha, great!"
"I immediately felt no more headache and blurry eyes."
Xia Chi glanced at Zhou Guang doubtfully. Although Zhou Guang was very logical, when did he become smart
He stood on tiptoe eagerly, using his height advantage to continue searching for Baili Xinying in the crowd.
As a result, Baili Xin found Doctor Dijia, who stood out from the crowd.
He no longer cared about being afraid of him. Xia Chi quickly passed through the crowd like a slippery loach, grabbed Dijia's arm, and said breathlessly: "Doctor Jia, have you seen my brother? It's Baili Xin."
Dijia glanced at Xia Chi and said, "He's out."
Xia Chi looked around: "Out? What did he do? I think I saw Su Fan too, did he go out with him?"
Dijia's face darkened instantly. He shook off Xia Chi's grip on his wrist, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and said coldly, "Go and add some color to the school."
As soon as Dijia finished speaking, the ground and mountains around him suddenly shook.
The already restless crowd became even more panicked, and some even wanted to leave.
"Be quiet!" Dijia roared in a low voice, but everyone fell silent instantly. He glanced at the locked door and opened it impatiently. "When the warehouse was built, earthquake danger was taken into consideration, so high-strength reinforced concrete was added. There are strong steel plates under your feet, so there will be no danger of the ground cracking even if there is an earthquake. This is the safest place at the moment, and you can't go anywhere else."
The players were somewhat unconvinced, and even the NPC had a hesitant look on his face.
But the locked warehouse door abruptly dispelled their thoughts, leaving everyone in the warehouse to silently endure the earthquake.
"Shit, we stayed here for 17 days, but why did an earthquake happen on the 18th? Could it be that the dungeon saw that we couldn't pass the exam, so they wanted to kill us all? Help, the NPC actually locked the warehouse, I just want to escape now."
"If that's the case, there's no need to run away."
"There's an earthquake inside the school, and there's a black scorpion outside the school. Where should we escape to?"
"Doctor Jia seems to be lying to us. Look at the roof. Although there are vibrations, it is as stable as Mount Tai. I studied architecture. Have you seen the steel bars supporting the four corners? Are they thick and big enough? I have only seen this material in textbooks. The four bars standing in the middle are like the four sea-stabilizing magic needles."
"Fuck, how awesome! I won't go out, I won't go out no matter what. Doctor Jia is a doctor, he's so handsome, how could he lie?"
"??? What's the connection between being handsome and lying, sister?"
"What do you know? Your three views follow your five senses."
People carefully steadied themselves, their bodies staggered due to the vibrations, and the players and NPCs subconsciously supported the people next to them.
When the player noticed it, he found out that the person he was holding was an NPC student.
The players were stunned at first, and then they realized that the NPC students seemed to be no different from them.
They will also be afraid, scream, curse, and say thank you.
"Are you okay?" An NPC student carefully helped the player up. "Hold my hand, and we can hold each other so that we don't fall."
"Oh, oh." The player exclaimed, "Isn't it the principle of connecting ships with iron chains? You are so smart."
The NPC student smiled sheepishly, "I only remembered it when I saw our hands clasped together. It wasn't my idea. It took the efforts of everyone."
The player suddenly became interested in chatting. He had been in the dungeon for ten days, and his entire life was spent going back and forth between the dormitory, classroom, and cafeteria.
The people he communicated with were just fellow players. As for these NPC students, he always felt that they were just a group of data.
But today, when observing the students closely, the player suddenly had some illusions. To these NPC students themselves, they were living people. They had no idea that they were just groups of data.
They appear to be as vivid and colorful as normal people.
The player asked tentatively: "You are wearing a red school uniform, are you a student in Class A?"
NPC student: "Yeah, studying is really tiring, especially when I'm patrolling Guangmingding. I have to pretend to be very studious every time."
The player's eyes lit up: "Guangmingding? You also call the principal Guangmingding?"
NPC student: "Hey, did you guys give him a nickname too? What a coincidence, hahaha."
"Yeah, hahahaha." The player laughed.
More and more players started communicating with the NPC students. No one would have thought that their relationship with the NPC students would instantly become closer because of an earthquake.
The shaking under their feet continued to intensify, and along with waves of shaking, everyone could hear loud noises one after another outside, like explosions.
Xia Chi stared at the locked door impatiently and looked at the man beside him inquiringly: "Brother Zhou Guang, how can I get out?"
Zhou Guang: "You can't go out, just stay here."
Xia Chi: "But brother is outside. The noise must have been made by brother and his friends. It's definitely not a simple earthquake. Will brother be in trouble? I know brother is very strong, but I am a little worried."
Compared to the nervous Xia Chi, Zhou Guang was much calmer: "I just said those words to the players. Baili Xin sent it to me in a private message and asked me to say it."
Xia Chi was stunned for a moment, then a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face: "What? Ah, so that's how it is. I was wondering when did Brother Zhou Guang become so well-versed in history and current affairs."
Zhou Guang: “…”
Sorry, I think I was offended.
"Wait a minute," Xia Chi came to his senses and looked at Zhou Guang with a resentful look on his face, "Brother Zhou Guang, why did I private message you but not me?"
Damn this plastic brotherhood, damn it.
Zhou Guang hesitated for two seconds: "Is there a possibility that among the players, my words carry more weight than yours?"
Xia Chi: “…”
The possibility is very high, ahem.
Liang Xi was so nervous that he was sweating profusely: "Is it what Doctor Jia just said about 'moving'? It is 'moving', right? I hope God will take care of it."
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Studio.
They are worried about the god Xin, but I am only worried that the boss will not die miserably.
Hahahaha, iron chains connecting the rivers, how amazing! How can you think of that? Isn’t it stronger than the waves on the grassland
However, don't you think it's comfortable for players to chat with NPC students in a sexual way? I used to think NPCs were cold, but now I think NPCs are also very humane, and the game settings are also strong.
Maybe it's not a game setting? Maybe they are real people
What do you mean
I can’t say too much, you guys just observe for yourselves. If I say too much I’ll be banned again.
Hey, man, why are you muted? There is a muting system in this game
Because I know it's right. Hey, look carefully! Look at the expressions of those NPCs! How could the data be...
Hmm? What
… What? Just watch the live broadcast.
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The campus, which was once surrounded by green grass and trees, is now in a mess.
The majestic teaching buildings have turned into ruins. Among the broken walls and rubble, only a square steel classroom stands there.
The collapsed wall raised up the scattered air, and in the misty yellow sand, the young man's sleeves were rustling in the wind.
He held a T-shaped switch in his hand, and his eyes, like the stars and the sea, looked at the school indifferently.
The young man pushed down and the last experimental building was reduced to ashes.
Beside him, the white-haired young man stood as a protector.
With his hands in his school uniform pockets, the white-haired young man looked at the young man indulgently, as if the young man was not blowing up the school, but folding paper.
When the last building was destroyed, the ground, which should have been quiet, suddenly began to shake.
Along with the waves of violent turbulence, there was a roar.
Something seemed to emerge from the ground.
As the ground shook, a huge crack appeared on the ground. The crack surged like a swift and greedy snake, attacking Baili Xin quickly.
It happened in a flash. Baili Xin and Su Fan jumped up and easily avoided the earthquake.
Those buildings that were blown into pieces by Baili Xin suddenly seemed to come to life. They flew into the air and slowly gathered to one side.
Soon, the stone turned into a huge textbook.
The textbook roared violently and flew towards the two of them.
As they flew, several tiny pieces of stone flew out from the textbooks and attacked the two.
Baili Xin took out a sickle from his backpack and handed the bow and arrow to Su Fan.
The huge black shield tightly wrapped the two people from above. They stepped flexibly on the stones and dodged the attack again and again, like two nimble hummingbirds. In the blink of an eye, they arrived on the textbook.
The sickle in his hand was swung into a moon shape, and the cold light fell, turning the textbook into powder in an instant.
The gravel floating in the air suddenly fell to the ground with great force, regaining its vitality.
The two of them panted, and the green grass and tree trunks gathered together again.
Second, they formed a long teaching stick.
The blackboard stick was swung in the air, immediately making a sharp sound that pierced the sky.
The voice was sharp and high-pitched, as if it was mocking the two of them, but also as if it was exercising the duty of a teacher - to spur on the students from a high position.
However, as the whistling sound came down, Su Fan shot out an arrow of light, and the teaching stick instantly turned into ashes.
There was nothing left on the ground.
Baili Xin stared at the crack on the ground and said coldly: "Why, are you hiding in there like a coward? Wensong High School."
When the name was called, the earth shook violently again, like a huge wave in the deep sea that overturned a ship!
Two withered hands emerged from the bottomless gap.
The monster, Ki-dabi, had two hands that were a full ten meters long.
The dark monster supported itself on both sides of the crack with its two hands, roared, and slowly crawled out.
Its face is a blackboard, its hair is a bunch of pointers, its clothes are pages of books, and its chest is a bunch of tables and chairs.
There was an angry expression painted on the blackboard face of the monster. The monster raised its hair and was about to give the two insignificant humans an angry blow. However, Baili Xin rushed to the monster like a meteor, raised the sickle in his hand without saying a word and inserted it into the monster's blackboard face, cutting it from head to toe, and directly splitting the monster in half.
The ground shaking suddenly disappeared.
The face on the blackboard was divided into two, half was shock and the other half was anger.
It never thought that it would be sent back to its hometown before it even had a mobile phone.
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Studio.
It’s so cool! Although the boss’s finishing moves are always so clean and neat, and even a bit similar, I never get tired of watching them.
It's so funny, one move to win and one sword to kill, it's really extraordinary, God Xin is God Xin.
Wow, it turns out that the boss is Wensong High School. It suddenly felt unexpected, but also reasonable.
Yes, I originally thought it was a combination of evil spirits like the River God copy. After all, there are so many vengeful spirits, it is not surprising to see them gathered together. I never expected that the monster would actually be the school copy.
《Surprise! The school has become a spirit! 》
I have to say, God Xin is God Xin. I have always wondered what God Xin was doing. It turns out that he was using the materials in the laboratory to assemble explosives to blow up the coward Wen Song High School.
Just because Xin Shen has done something I have wanted to do since I was a child, Xin Shen, I will definitely follow you and will never stop being your fan!
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Ding!
The shaking outside suddenly stopped.
A system sound rang in the minds of all players at the same time.
Congratulations to player Baili Xin for killing the hidden boss of the dungeon—Wensong High School. The player was rated MVP in this dungeon.
The exploration missions of the dungeon [Wensong High School] have all been unlocked. Since this dungeon is open for the first time, the preparation is not yet complete. After the players have experienced it, the system has determined that the applicability and playability of this dungeon are poor, and the game has decided to permanently remove this dungeon.
The remaining time is currently 10 hours, and the system will transfer the copy after 10 hours.
I wish all players a happy game.
The players looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.
what happened
Hidden boss Wensong High School
The originally confused players came to their senses, opened their eyes wide, and were dumbfounded.
If Wensong High School is the boss, then doesn't that mean they are always in the boss's belly? !
Damn it.
The boss actually swallowed them, help!
Wen Songzhong's body had been turned into powder. From the powder flew out something wrapped in a white halo and hovered steadily in front of Baili Xin.
Baili Xin looked closely and saw a square black box with six sides, each with a number.
The system private chat notification sounded in his mind.
Ding!
Congratulations to the player for obtaining a hidden item. Would you like to open it
whether
Baili Xin nodded "yes", a white light flashed in the halo in front of him, and the black box slowly opened.
An antique metal key was quietly suspended inside.
Ding!
Congratulations to the player for obtaining a hidden item. The system will now identify and scan the item.
Ding! Scan failed, unable to identify the item contents, please handle the item properly.
The system identification prompt sound rang, and Baili Xin was stunned for a moment.
He reached out and took the prop, holding it in front of his eyes to observe it.
The key is very delicate, and the key handle is carved into the shape of a rose. The key is a little bigger than the average key, but now I have no idea what it is used for.
When I first obtained the crystal ball left to me by Emperor Diga, the system also recognized it as a game item.
Seeing the afterimage of Emperor Dijia in the dark and being asked to come to the copy to find something, could it be this thing
Baili Xin looked at Su Fan suspiciously, and saw Su Fan looking at the key with the same hesitant look.
Yes, now that the subject has recovered his previous memories, he doesn’t know what the things are for.
Su Fan stared at the key for a while, then suddenly frowned and said, "I think I've seen it before."
Baili Xin handed the key to Su Fan: "??? Where have you seen it before?"
Did I guess wrong
Su Fan: "I forgot, but he looked familiar. Maybe it was a dream?"
Baili Xin: "..."
What use is there for you?!
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With ten hours left in the countdown, all crises have been resolved.
When the players and NPCs come out of the warehouse, everyone can put an egg in their mouths.
Wensong High School was a good school a few hours ago, how come it has become so miserable
But what does it have to do with them what the school becomes
"Hahaha, my god, the school was bombed, what a tragedy."
"Looking at the ground, there's a chance for Lianjian. The garbage school Wensong High School can finally disappear from the world."
"I have a suggestion!" A player suddenly shouted, "There are only 10 hours left. This is a school. How can there be a cultural evening in a school?! How about we hold an unprecedented grand cultural evening tonight?!"
"All of us," he pointed at the players and then the NPC students, "we're all together, no one is better than the other, what do you say?"
"OK!"
"Be careful!"
"It's been a long time since I had a good time. I can finally relax."
"Okay, okay, I can dance Latin, but I'm in need of a male partner."
"I, I, I, I'm the male companion."
"Who will perform a skit with me then?"
"I can try."
"I can too."
"I can perform magic, but I need to prepare the props."
"I can do it too!"
"Then let's do a magic skewer?!"
Following the player's suggestion, almost all the students threw away all their pressure and started to come up with their own programs.
In the crowded crowd, some people broke away from the cheerful atmosphere and ran towards Baili Xin in the distance.
Seeing the person running towards him, Baili Xin smiled slightly, and a smile flashed in his vast eyes.
They are his friends. No matter what disaster they face, no matter how many temptations there are, they can always find each other at the first time.
They are certainly not strong enough now, and sometimes they hold themselves back, but to these humans, they have only been in the game for less than two months.
As long as they are given enough time, they will definitely become as powerful as Lin Jue and the others.
As soon as he rushed to Baili Xin, Xia Chi circled around Baili Xin. After confirming that Baili Xin was free of dust, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother, how about we perform a show too?"
Li Cancan's eyes lit up: "Great, great, what should we prepare?"
Xia Chi: "Strip show?"
Zhou Guang & Liang Xi: "..."
To be honest, Xia Chi, striptease is just for you.
Just when people were racking their brains to try to bring the misfits together to form a show, a cold voice rang out, "Baili Xin can't do it. He has a heart disease and can't participate in the show."
It was unknown when Emperor Ga came over, nor how long he had been listening behind them.
He stood in front of Baili Xin with the confidence of an attending physician, and after looking him up and down for a while with a scrutinizing gaze, he said firmly: "Well, not only can you not do strenuous exercise, it's best to rest in bed."
Baili Xin: “???”
Is it because my thoughts are impure? Why do I have such wrong thoughts
Dijia turned to look at the people and changed the subject, "But it's a rare cultural evening, so there's no need to stay in bed to recuperate. But his performance is a Dharma performance, you go up and perform."
The man looked at the mess on the ground, then looked at Xin Shen's calm face: "..."
Bed rest? God
Is the sky falling
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At night, the lights are loud.
Because Baili Xin blew up all the buildings and the power lines at the same time, there was no electricity at all.
Fortunately, each player has a flashlight.
They used damaged tables to build a large stage, and a group of people sat cross-legged below the stage, holding up flashlights to illuminate the performers on the stage.
Ten flashlights are chasing the figures on the stage, giving a very high-end stage lighting feeling.
Some players, unwilling to be lonely, shone their flashlights at the sky.
Under the starry night sky, the rays of light leading upward gradually melted into the dust.
If there is a soundtrack, they will hum along.
Afraid that the sound was too low to be heard, they made their own loudspeakers based on the knowledge they had learned.
Dancing has dance costumes, singing has accompaniment and microphones...
It was a very simple party, but it was a beautiful memory that all the players will never forget.
Many years later, when those players recall the old dungeon again, that evening party full of sincerity and enthusiasm will always be a precious treasure.
This memory carries the green flavor of youth, slightly bitter, but with a lingering sweetness.
Baili Xin sat at the back, watching the performance on the stage attentively.
Xia Chi and the other three finally chose Sanjuban, the content of which was written by Xia Chi and his friends themselves.
The thing used to fix the gongs and drums has also become a steel bowl.
Although the props were very simple and the preparations were hastily made, the performers performed very hard.
It was not until the end, when the audience applauded, that Baili Xin realized that something seemed to be missing.
Where did those two go
After saying hello to Xia Chi and the others, Baili Xin strolled around the campus.
The school only had a fence standing there, blocking the black scorpions outside that were lurking around.
It was pitch black all around, just as dark as the school was after the lights were turned off.
But it's different.
Now the darkness is full of warmth and freedom, as well as restraint and pressure.
He heard a conversation as he walked.
Hearing that there were two people talking, Baili Xin couldn't help but slow down his pace.
Su Fan: "I've thought it through. I've decided to quit."
Baili Xin was stunned for a moment.
Dijia: "Didn't you fight with me until you were bloodied before? Why did you suddenly come to your senses?"
Su Fan's tone was very sad: "I love him, so I don't want to embarrass him. I can see that he loves me, but he also has a good impression of you."
"I don't want to make him sad at all. Rather than let him worry about it, I would rather quit."
"I hope you can treat him well. If I find out that you hurt him, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."
Baili Xin frowned: "???"
Tsk tsk tsk, look, look, can you hear words from the original body's mouth
If it was the real body, he would be humble? He would kill the other person in a few minutes and then lock him in the room, right
Where Baili Xin couldn't see, Su Fan looked cunningly and glared at Dijia secretly.
What if I give it to you? Baili Xin left the dungeon in half an hour.
You'll be mad to death, but you can't eat it.
He is different. He heard it as soon as his wife came over just now.
He must have been moved by his own affection and sacrifice, and must have loved himself even more.
Dijia secretly glanced at the corner where Baili Xin was, coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "I don't agree!"
"Xinxin is not an object, there is no reason to give him up."
"Relationships require mutual respect. I respect Xinxin, including others and their own thoughts. I will never treat Xinxin as an object like you do and say no to her at will."
"You're going too far."
Oh, you're setting a trap for me? I won't fall for it. I'll give it to you instead.
Su Fan: “…”
Holy shit, it really is fun only when I have a fight.
Not far away, Baili Xin said: "…"
It's numb. This place of right and wrong is not suitable for him.
He must be hiding his achievements and fame.
…
Ding!
[Wen-Song High School] The dungeon time is up. Congratulations to all players for successfully completing the dungeon. 100 players participated in the game and 70 players survived.
Ding! The dungeon transfer begins. Transfer location: each player's rest dormitory.
Ding! The storyline of Wensong High School has been packaged and sent to the taskbar of each player. Click it to explore the formation of Wensong High School. Friendly reminder: The video can only be viewed once.
Now let's start the transmission.