For the sake of her own life, Wen Qing swallowed the truth back to her stomach.
He pinched his palms and looked at Ji Junfeng nervously.
The corners of Ji Junfeng's lips were raised, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and he didn't seem to be going to pursue the matter of his wanting to leave here.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ji Junfeng hummed a little song and took him back to the depths of the ground in a good mood.
Wen Qing sat back on the bed again, looking at the familiar green.
Not only was Ji Junfeng not angry because he wanted to leave, but he also took out a breakfast with a smile: "You seem to like eating these."
As the voice fell, the vines beside Wen Qing's bed slowly rose, connected, and entangled. In the blink of an eye, a small table made of vines appeared.
Ji Junfeng put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, held his chin, and stared at Wen Qing eagerly.
Seeing that Wen Qing didn't eat, he said, "I just saved Li Jingjing."
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Did something happen to her?"
"No," Ji Junfeng tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said to Wen Qing, "I strangled the danger in the cradle."
He explained slowly: "There are two people who want to do something to her."
Wen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing happened to Li Jingjing.
He raised his eyes and found that Ji Junfeng was still staring at him closely.
Under his scorching gaze, Wen Qing was a little at a loss, she lowered her head, picked up the chopsticks, and poked the dish.
These are indeed his favorite dishes, not the big fish and meat in the usual cafeteria, but some vegetables and a poached egg.
Wen poked at the rice lightly. He didn't have a big appetite, and now he was locked up here again, and he didn't even want to eat.
Ji Junfeng held his chin, his eyes slowly slid from the gentle eyebrows to the tip of his nose, and finally fell on his lips.
Wen Qing's lips are beautiful, and the center of her upper lip is slightly raised, making her look very kissable.
Ji Junfeng stared at it for a while, then repeated: "I saved Li Jingjing."
Wen lightly poking the rice stopped, and looked up at him.
Ji Junfeng stared at him firmly, his eyes sparkling.
For a moment, Wen Qing seemed to see a dog whose owner was asking for a reward.
Wen Qing was silent for a while, then tentatively said, "Thank you?"
Ji Junfeng blinked, but did not speak.
But Wen Qing saw two things from his expression - "That's it?"
Soon, Wen Qingbian found that Ji Junfeng's gaze had been on his mouth.
Wen Qing pursed her lips subconsciously.
He guessed what Ji Junfeng wanted to do, but he didn't want to kiss.
Wen lightly poked the rice with his hand, picked up the poached egg, and stuffed it into Ji Junfeng's mouth.
Ji Junfeng opened his eyes slightly, stared blankly for a moment, then chewed the food in his mouth.
His expression obviously didn't eat human food. He was surprised at first, then frowned slightly, and finally swallowed the poached egg with difficulty.
Ji Junfeng raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly at Wen: "It's delicious."
His smile was so deceptive that Wen Qing was in a daze.
Seeing this, Ji Junfeng turned sideways, with his collar hanging loosely on his shoulders, revealing his bruised shoulders, chest, and blue fingerprints on his neck.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, the fingerprints have been there for many days, did the perpetrator want to strangle Ji Junfeng to death
The thought was fleeting.
In the next second, the voice of 001 suddenly sounded in Wen Qing's mind:
[Bullying people—on the verge of suffocation.]
[Release object-Ji Junfeng.]
Wen Qing's complexion changed, and he stammered in his heart and asked 001: [If you don't do this, will you be at your own risk?]
001 hummed coldly.
Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, he didn't even dare to hit someone, how could he pinch someone!
Still on the brink of suffocation!
Then, how hard do you have to pinch...
Wen gently lowered his head, looked at his hands, his mind went blank.
Fortunately, 001 didn't rush him this time.
Unfortunately, Ji Junfeng touched his hand.
Ji Junfeng's hand was much bigger than his, and it was cool, like the temperature of vines, covering the back of his hand and slowly moving it to his wrist.
Wen Qing instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ji Junfeng held his wrist, and rubbed the inner wall of his wrist with his thumb vaguely, itching and itching.
He stumbled and said, "You, you let go."
Hearing Wen Qing's words, Ji Junfeng laughed, took his hand, and slowly put it on his neck.
Wen Qing froze, he knew what Ji Junfeng wanted to do.
Just like when he stepped on it last time, Ji Junfeng wanted to pinch him.
Wen Qing covered Ji Junfeng's neck with both hands, not daring to move.
"Put harder." After Ji Junfeng finished speaking, his fingers gently brushed over his fingertips, interspersed between his fingers, and pressed down hard.
How could Wen Qing dare to really pinch him, tried to pinch him lightly, and asked the system in her heart: [Is this okay?]
001 didn't speak.
Ji Junfeng half-closed his eyes, panted slightly, and said to Wen Qing in a hoarse voice: "Press harder."
He was short of breath, and his light and fluttering voice seemed to have a small hook, drawing out a gentle dryness.
Wen Qing's body became even stiffer, as if these hands were not his own, they were Ji Junfeng's toys, they were pressed down by Ji Junfeng, and he pinched his neck vigorously.
Ji Junfeng's body does not have the temperature of a human being, and there are no throbbing arteries in his neck, just like a body.
The only difference between him and the corpse is that the corpse will not change.
He can.
As Ji Junfeng pinched himself harder and harder, Wen Qing saw that his things were getting bigger and bigger.
He slowly pressed onto Wen Qing's body, gasped for breath, let out a muffled groan, and looked happy.
Ji Junfeng opened his eyes, the tails of his eyes were smeared red, and his eyes were full of longing: "Aren't you going to touch me?"
Wen Qing stammered, "No, no..."
Ji Junfeng licked his lips: "Then you want to hit me?"
Wen Qing: "No, I don't want to..."
Sensing the increasingly obvious changes in Ji Junfeng's body, Wen Qing opened her eyes wide in fright, and a thin mist appeared in her eyes unconsciously.
Ji Junfeng stared at him for a while, then suddenly let go.
Wen Qing immediately withdrew her hand, and then heard 001 say: [End.]
Wen Qing stared at Ji Junfeng in a daze, a bunch of questions popped up in her mind.
Is this the end
Ji Junfeng was obviously not on the verge of suffocation.
Why is there such a task all of a sudden
Why did it end so suddenly
...
A bunch of questions filled his mind, and the next moment he disappeared completely because of Ji Junfeng's words.
"Do you want to try?" Ji Junfeng asked.
Wen Qing:? ?
Probably seeing his doubts, Ji Junfeng raised his hand and stroked Wen Qing's slender neck with his fingers.
He couldn't help touching the warm carotid artery, feeling the lively beating.
Ji Junfeng said seriously: "When you are on the verge of suffocation, you will feel a very happy feeling."
Wen Qing almost cried: "I, I don't want it."
He doesn't have that habit!
A trace of disappointment flashed in Ji Junfeng's eyes, but he did not give up, and said: "Scientifically speaking, hypoxia and alkalosis will produce mental excitement and pleasure."
He gently scratched Wen Qing's pants with his right fingertips, and continued: "You will be bloodshot here, and you will be very happy."
Wen Qing was so frightened that his body trembled slightly, he didn't want to be happy at all.
Ji Junfeng soon noticed that Wen Qing was extremely resistant, even afraid.
He put down his hand and looked at Wen Qing suspiciously: "They all like it."
them
Wen Qing's blank brain slowly turned, and he asked tentatively: "You, you mean those five dropouts?"
Ji Junfeng responded: "They all like this."
"But I missed and accidentally strangled them to death."
He had a calm face, strangling people was not a big deal to him, as if he had just strangled a few ants.
Ji Junfeng said to Wen Qing sincerely: "This time, I will not miss."
Wen Qing's lips trembled slightly, no ghost would believe your nonsense!
Seeing that he was really terrified, Ji Junfeng had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and withdraw his hand in disappointment: "Okay."
"But thanks to them, I was able to meet you."
Wen Qing moved back quietly, opening the distance between the two of them.
He lowered his eyes and saw that Ji Junfeng's trousers had regained their composure, and his hanging little heart finally returned to its original place.
Sensing Wen Qing's gaze, Ji Junfeng's eyes moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye, his pants were up again.
Wen Qing: "???"
Ji Junfeng bent his lips and smiled lightly: "When you look at me, I think..."
Wen Qing quickly looked away, not daring to look at Ji Junfeng's body.
He thought to himself, is this, is this still a vine? !
Ji Junfeng admired the pink color on the tips of his ears obsessively. After a while, he said softly, "I know this is different from your original world."
"You have just arrived, and you will get used to it after a while."
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched wildly, and she blurted out: "What happened after a while?"
Ji Junfeng said slowly: "In another 17 hours, it will be God's birthday."
"You can stay here forever."
Wen Qing:? ? ? ! ! !
He doesn't want to stay here! !
forever! !
Ji Junfeng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. After seeing Wen Qing's shocked expression, he asked, "Are you happy?"
After the words fell, Wen Qing was even more shocked.
Not happy.
Ji Junfeng frowned slightly, and looked at him suspiciously: "Isn't it good to stay here?"
Wen Qing almost said the word bad, he pursed his lips and said softly, "I want to go home."
Ji Junfeng blinked, his eyes were a little dazed: "Where is that place?"
Wen Qing was stunned, he didn't expect that Ji Junfeng didn't even know this.
"It's with..." Wen lightly paused, suddenly not knowing how to explain to Ji Junfeng.
In a broad sense, it is a place where relatives live together.
Wen Qing has no relatives, for him, home is the orphanage where he grew up.
Ji Junfeng asked: "What is it?"
After a long time, Wen Qing dryly recited an old saying: "It is a safe haven, an emotional sustenance destination, and a habitat for the soul."
Ji Junfeng was even more puzzled.
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "You, do you have relatives... Do you have relatives?"
Ji Junfeng shook his head: "From the beginning of consciousness, I am alone."
"Um... a vine?"
Now Wen Qing finally understands how it feels when others know that she is an orphan, and suddenly she doesn't know what to say, and feels wrong if she doesn't say anything.
After a while, he said slowly, "A vine is pretty good."
"Ichito eats enough and the whole family is not hungry."
Wen Qing didn't want to continue discussing this topic with Ji Junfeng.
With God's birthday approaching, his time was running out.
Wen Qing got into the quilt, covered her head, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to sleep first."
Soon, the sound of clothes rubbing against vines sounded beside him, and Ji Junfeng seemed to be lying down too.
Wen breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the white quilt, trying to figure out the secret of the advanced task.
Seventeen hours to go...
The 50% secret is that the teachers, vines, and high priests of this school are all Ji Junfeng.
The remaining 50% of the secrets should be related to Yu Xing.
Yuxing, vines, Ji Junfeng...
Wen gently clutched the corner of the quilt, all kinds of information converged in his mind, but he still had no clue.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
Without a clock, Wen Qing didn't know the exact time, but he could feel that it had been a long time, and his mind was a little dazed.
Wen Qing opened his eyes, and suddenly, a melodious bell rang.
He woke up instantly: "Why, what's the matter?"
Immediately afterwards, Ji Junfeng's voice sounded above his head: "It's time."
"Happy God's Birthday."
Wen Qing's eyes darkened, he was not happy at all.
****
midnight.
The moment the bell rang, Bai Tong put down the school history book in his hand and said to Li Jingjing, "Let's go."
The two walked out of the library. The campus was brightly lit, and the trees on both sides were hung with small lanterns at some point. The students laughed and played and went to the temple, which was a lively scene of Chinese New Year.
With a sullen face, Bai Tong quickly walked into the temple.
After seeing Wen Qing holding the Holy Grail on the altar, he stopped, and his eyes quickly swept over Wen Qing's exposed part.
Ankles, wrists, necklines, lips...
Nothing unusual.
Bai Tong's heart was still heavy, he looked into Wen Qing's eyes from a distance, and silently mouthed: [Are you okay?]
Seeing this, Wen Qing glanced at Ji Junfeng who was wearing a mask, and raised the corners of his mouth: [It's okay.]
Bai Tong pursed his lips, walked straight in, stood in the middle of the crowd, and stared at Wen Qing.
The other students were not surprised that Wen Qing stood on the altar together with the high priest. Wen Qing was the servant chosen by the high priest, so he should be different from them, standing on the altar should be.
Wen Qing hugged the holy grail tightly in her arms, and stared closely at Bai Tong and Li Jingjing in the audience.
Seeing his nervousness, Bai Tong ignored Ji Junfeng on the altar, and mouthed to him: [It will be fine.]
Bai Tong briefly said: [School history, sacrifices, gods don't kill people.]
Wen Wei was taken aback for a moment, God doesn't kill people
He lowered his eyes, his heart beating faster and faster.
Now there is only one hour left.
Wen Qing tried hard to analyze Bai Tong's meaning.
Yu Xing does not kill people, which means that the 69 people who survived to the birthday of the god will not have any accidents, and neither will the players.
After an hour, other players can complete the main task.
Thinking about it, Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat.
What about him
Can he go
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she asked the system in her heart: [Can players be kept in the dungeon forever?]
In the next second, 001 said the answer he didn't want to hear.
[able.]
Thinking of Yu Xing, Wen Qing panicked even more.
"The god of love and desire was born out of the white splashes of blood thrown into the water."
The loud and clear prayers of the students suddenly sounded in the ears, Wen Qing was so frightened that she almost dropped the Holy Grail.
He exhaled a breath, stabilized his mind, and began to think about the remaining 50% of the secret.
Suddenly, a white light lit up behind him.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she turned her head to look back.
Yu Xing's statue is glowing, the pale color of the statue is gradually fading, and it has a warm luster, and the plaster is gradually becoming like human skin.
Wen gently closed his eyes and let his mind go.
He couldn't figure it out, why would the player who survived to the end be allowed to pass the level
Wen Qing pinched his palms, thinking from Yu Xing's point of view.
Yu Xing likes to play, he is the god of love and desire, he obviously likes to watch people fall, and likes to play with human beings.
He wanted to watch the players kill each other, so left a trail of the god's favorite number.
He likes to play with human beings, so the players couldn't figure out the secret of the advanced task, and lived in fear until the day of the god's birthday, but ignored what happened and cleared the level.
How can he ensure that players can't find out the secrets of advanced tasks
Wen Qing's thoughts gradually became clear. Yu Xing must have done something to prevent the players from finding out the secret.
The remaining 50% of the progress is about Ji Junfeng and Yu Xing.
Things about them only appeared in the school history.
The history of the school records the story of the founding of the seminary. It used to be a barren land ravaged by monsters. Some people stumbled into it by mistake and were almost killed by monsters. When they were dying, they were saved by God, so the seminary was built.
The monster is Ji Junfeng, and the god is Yu Xing.
So who is the founder
"Dear God, I long for you morning and night."
"My god is completely open to you, and I look forward to your blessing."
"Please let your blood shine on me, drive away the darkness, remove the dirt, and wash us clean."
The prayers of the students became louder and louder, and the light of the statue behind Wen Qing became more and more dazzling.
Suddenly, the prayers stopped abruptly.
Wen Qing felt a breeze blowing by.
His body was stiff, and Yu Xing's familiar sneer was mixed with the sound of the wind.
Yu Xing appeared.
The faces of the students in the audience were so excited that they twisted: "Benevolent God!"
"Lord of glory!"
Wen Qing suddenly realized something.
Yu Xing is a god, he is playing games with humans.
This seminary was one of his playgrounds.
Players can't find out the secret of the advanced mission, because Yu Xing deceived everyone from the beginning.
The sound of footsteps behind him gradually approached.
Wen Qing's heart was beating wildly, seeing Ji Junfeng bowed his head behind him, and said something in a low voice.
Wen Qing didn't hear what Ji Junfeng said at all, he could only hear his own heartbeat.
He quickly asked 001 in his heart: [The remaining 50% of the secret, is it true that JJ, the founder of the school in the history of the school, is Yu Xing?]
[He directed and acted in a good show, established a seminary, and spread his little pornography?]
In the next second, Wen Qing felt her hair being gently plucked, and a heavenly voice sounded in her ears:
[Congratulations to the player Wen Qing for successfully clearing the god-level dungeon seminary.]
As soon as Yu Xing's fingertips touched the soft black hair, he saw Wen Qing disappear from his sight.
The smile on his lips froze.
Looking at this scene, Ji Junfeng's eyes gradually turned cold: "Can't you keep him?"
"Because you talked too much nonsense with him." Yu Xing looked at Ji Junfeng indifferently.
Ji Junfeng shook his head: "He can find out the secret because he knows you."
"You've seen it before, haven't you?"
Yu Xing didn't explain, he glanced at the remaining players, expressionless: "You players can also get out."
He flexed his fingers and threw several players in the audience out of the small world.
Ji Junfeng looked at the place where Wen Qing disappeared, and murmured, "A player?"
"I want to...become a player."
"You're thinking..." Yu Xing felt Ji Junfeng disappear into this small world before he could utter the word fart.
His face changed, and he realized that Ji Junfeng's words were not meant for him.
Yu Xing raised his eyelids, stared at the void, and squeezed out a word: "Fuck!"