"Let's be honest..." Gao Ling felt a headache watching the heated discussion in the group, "Why are everyone so excited? They weren't so excited just two days ago."
In the past few days, everyone in the group has been immersed in an inexplicable excitement and excitement. Everyone's expression is like "Fuck, I just discovered a big secret. Do you want to ask? Do you want to ask? Do you want to ask?..."
This was ultimately due to the news they brought back that day: "Yuan was injured, and the injury looked very serious."
Um... Gao Ling sent a private message to the administrator, asking them to keep discussing this, is that okay
Then what else can we talk about besides this… The administrator asked her back, everyone seems to be interested in this… Besides, if you ask them not to talk about this now, they can’t help it.
It seems to make... some sense.
Gao Ling thought, it seems a bit difficult to let them hold it in now...
In fact, if you think about what they experienced that day carefully, it is terrifying. Gao Ling must never recall it, or he will have nightmares if he recalls it.
However, those in the group who had never been there didn’t think so... After listening to Gao Ling and the others’ narration, they all said that although they were scared half to death this time, it was still a huge profit.
Many people laughed and said that if they could exchange the experience in the toilet, they would be willing to do so...
I always feel that meeting Yuan in the toilet should be a very interesting thing, and in the end, Yuan didn’t do anything to them, right
What do you want to be done to? Gao Ling asked, if this kind of monster doesn't attack, it's fine, but if it attacks, it's very likely that you will die.
But now it seems that Yuan has a bad temper. Someone said, he didn't even do anything to you, but you guys complained about him behind his back.
Gao Ling thought, is Yuan's temper...good
Actually, judging by his actions that day, I think so.
But there was actually one thing that no one among Gao Ling and the others told anyone.
In fact, none of them mentioned that they had discussed the matter of "Yuan's death" in front of Yuan in the bathroom.
…
The most excited ones in the group were the little girls, especially the younger ones.
What happened that day was still a bit too scary to talk about, so these people didn’t dare to talk about some details. After all, there were still a few children in the group.
But at this point, it seemed that the most excited ones were actually these kids. This made Gao Ling start to consider whether he should simply tell the story of what happened that day in a exaggerated way. Maybe this way, these little kids wouldn't be so excited anymore.
Why do you care about them? Someone in the group whispered, those kids all have yin-yang eyes, they must have some means to save their lives to survive, I heard that there is a girl whose family is related to a Taoist priest.
It has something to do with Taoist priests... Gao Ling's incredible Taoism, why is there a powder abyss? Isn't this a bit inexplicable
Why do you care what star the little girl is chasing? The man said, don't worry, kids nowadays are very smart.
Does her family know about her
Most likely you don’t know.
Does she know what kind of monster Yuan is
Of course I know.
Then… Gao Ling realized he couldn’t continue speaking halfway through, and knocked his head with a headache.
She thought back to the little girl who was related to the Taoist priest. She seemed to be the most excited in the group. She asked Yuan how badly he was injured and kept imitating the howling of a hungry wolf in the group.
Could it be that he hopes Yuan will die soon? Gao Ling thought weakly.
After all... a Taoist priest? She now knows that the demon hunters in the Demon Records are actually Taoist priests in reality.
The particularly excited girls in the group were still talking at two o'clock in the morning. Two of them were in junior high school and one had just entered high school. They were all on vacation, so they stayed up very late.
What if Yuan gets hurt? One of the girls said, in the yearbook distributed during the Chinese New Year, he is still the representative of the monsters this year. It's only the first year, and he's already like this... But apart from us, I guess no one knows that his health is so poor.
Yearbook? What is a yearbook? Someone asked.
Those who were included in the yearbook were generally great generals among monsters or humans. The little girl said that it was the equivalent of using force to intimidate. Every year, humans selected a few capable fighters, and monsters selected a few capable fighters. Both sides demonstrated against each other, and then boasted about each other on the surface.
Yearbook? Is that the yearbook that the monster and humans created together? Another little girl asked, "Take a picture and show it to us."
The girl on the other end paused for a moment, then sent a picture. The picture was a gold-embossed book page with a small head of Yuan on it and a sentence below it -
The last glimmer of light of the Blood Jade Demon Army.
The people in the group looked at each other in bewilderment. Suddenly, someone asked, "The last remaining light? Isn't he a traitor? Who wrote this?"
Humans and monsters jointly drafted and issued it. However, since humans are stronger at present, humans have more say. The little girl said, so this is obviously written by us... The Blood Jade Monster Army is a brand among Taoist priests. It is very cool to talk about it. I don’t know why the monsters dislike it so much.
... So, Gao Lingdao, this evaluation is actually given to him by the human side
I guess so.
Gao Ling stared at the picture for a long time, and suddenly took out a book called "Monster Records" from the bookshelf.
It also clearly stated on it that "Yuan is a traitor." These words were said by the big monster named Yu Wu.
Gao Ling compared them with each other and suddenly didn't know what to say.
What is this called...
Your friends didn't recognize you, so the people who finally recognized you turned out to be your enemies
So...what did you feel when you saw this yearbook
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"It's almost healed now." Yuan Yuanyuan looked down, "It was almost dead, now it's just a small cut..."
She took out the purple medicine next to her and applied it to the cut on her chest. The surrounding area was covered with the indelible purple color, which looked dirty.
Yuan Yuanyuan waited for it to dry naturally, put the clothes back down, then picked up the soup on the table and drank it all.
"Boss, how come you don't gain weight?" Liu An asked.
He was holding a small notebook in his hand. Yuan Yuanyuan couldn't remember how many notebooks he had changed, but he changed them very quickly. It seemed that he was even more diligent than Tang Shi, the senior high school student.
"Maybe it's because of my extraordinary talent." Yuan Yuanyuan said, "It may also be because I've been too busy recently."
She has been busy looking for other books to read recently... It seems that since she finished reading the Blood Jade Demon Art, she has nothing else to do, so she seems a little empty and bored.
Yuan Yuanyuan waited calmly for the arrival of twelve o'clock as usual. Today was the Monday issue of Monster Records. She ate snacks and drank tea as usual, waiting for the clock outside to ring, and then she would start refreshing Monster Records.
I have used several issues in a row to describe a cool scene of Fanning. This guy has actually recently mastered the necromancer skills and can even talk to ghosts.
Ever since he started working in that place that looked like a research institute and was full of corpses, all the ghosts became inexplicably close to him after seeing him. This meant that if a fight broke out in the future, the ghosts might be able to help him block a few bullets.
So what is the relationship between the ghost clan and the demon clan
Yuan Yuanyuan spat out the melon seed shells while thinking that the relationship between the two was actually very close... The ghost clan includes the demon clan, and the demon clan includes the ghost clan.
In a book I read before, it was mentioned that a long time ago, demons and ghosts were inseparable, but later, the ghost clan was gradually divided into upper, middle and lower levels, and finally the "celestial ghost" in the ghost clan became a monster... or a god among humans.
This thing is quite troublesome to break down, just like distinguishing what is double decomposition reaction and what is acid-base neutralization reaction, what is precipitation and what is not precipitation in the college entrance examination... Basically, except for those who specialize in this, few people can tell them apart. Yuan Yuanyuan just took a casual glance at it.
But if you think about it carefully... it's actually quite amazing. Yuan Yuanyuan thought, this is equivalent to some monsters being directly friendly to Fanning. In the later stage, this is definitely a shocking cheat.
She shook her head, listened to the bell outside, and was about to open the comic to see how Fanning was torturing her little heart with cheating, when Liu An suddenly poked his head out and said, "Boss? I have something to do today, so I may not be back."
"Okay, go ahead." Yuan Yuanyuan waved her hand.
She opened the comic and looked at the latest issue, and then when the cover appeared, she was suddenly stunned.
Today’s cover…is her.
However, this cover is a very shocking picture that will definitely make anyone who sees it feel cold.
Oh my god, what a suggestive picture! People in the group exclaimed when they saw the cover.
Who said that Yuan could bear the injury before... Now you are stable, really stable, Ji Qiu has already hinted at it.
Yuan on the cover is still wearing all black. He always dresses casually, mostly casual wear, mostly black, with no decorations. He relies on his figure to hold up these clothes.
So now the good ones who sell Yuan are all those with good figures. Yuan's outfit is too figure-revealing, and it won't look right when worn by those with a little bit of flesh.
Yuan was wearing casual clothes with a pot of tea beside him. He was sitting on a corridor, watching the sunset leisurely.
Half of the setting sun hit his face, and the other half didn't, making his face half dark and half sunny.
The half of his face exposed to the sun was a very handsome face.
His eyes are very deep, his nose is high, and there is almost no flaw to be found on his face.
However, on the other half of the face, there is something different...
The other half of the face, from under the eye sockets to the cheekbones, was a mass of white bones...
The name of this magazine is "Yu Gui".
… Oh my god, what does this mean? Someone asked, is this… an image technique? Return from prison? Return from hell
Indeed... it fits the theme quite well. Someone said, "So pretty, this is the first time I think Yuan is pretty, I used to think he was rough... Now I see, he is indeed the one who pretended to be Ran Niang."
…
Yuan Yuanyuan lowered her head and touched her chest.
Is this... transferring the wound on the chest to the face
… How big is the hatred
She looked at the person on the cover. Ji Qiu's painting was actually quite beautiful. It looked like one of the Ukiyo-e paintings that depicted skeletons and beauties.
Yuan in the painting was not idle either.
He was using a brush dipped in vermilion ink to carefully paint on the half of his face that had bones exposed.
The scarlet flower blossomed on the left side of his face, occupying a full half of his face... just like a new bud on a vine.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at it and then looked down at her chest, where she saw a large patch of purple flowers that were neither dirty nor garbage.
Mr. Purple Potion.
… I’m really troublesome for you to give me some artistic processing for my rubbing, Comrade Ji Qiu.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at Yuan in the comic again and started to deny three times in a row.
—Who is this pervert
—Not me.
—I don’t know him.
Speaking of which…
Yuan Yuanyuan demonstrated this posture again, and then a conflicted expression gradually appeared on her face.
If it hurts there, won’t it leak when I drink water? If I sleep on my side at night, won’t I drool