The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

On the table.

Yan Jun and Ning Xue sat opposite each other, and there were two plates of Yangzhou fried rice on the table.

When Lafite was opened in 82, the mellow aroma of red wine entered their mouths and noses instantly.

"Cheers!" Yan Jun raised his glass.

"Cheers!" Ning Xue smiled lightly.

Ding!
Two transparent wine glasses collided lightly, and there was a crisp sound.

Click!

Just when the two were about to drink the glass of red wine, a crack appeared inexplicably in the wine glass in Ning Xue's hand.

Cracks spread and stretch like vines!

"ah!"

Ning Xue let out a soft cry, and let go of her right hand like lightning.

Whoa whoa whoa!
The red wine glass shattered in an instant, turning into dozens of glass fragments and falling on the table.

The dark red wine flowed freely on the table, and against the light, there was a strange luster, like blood on a human body.

Ning Xue's eyelashes flickered slightly, her pupils shrank suddenly as she looked at the shards of glass on the table.

The intensity with which the two toasted just now made it impossible to break the wine glass. The only explanation is...

Death is coming!

The god of death is staring at me!
Today in the square, although Yan Jun saved his life in an extremely dangerous situation, the god of death obviously did not let it go.

The three-day countdown to death has not even passed the first day, and he may have another accident anytime, anywhere.

Thinking of this, Ning Xue smiled sadly with a sad expression.

Could it be that I have just tasted the taste of love, and will I be separated from Yan Jun and Heaven forever?
at the same time.

Hundreds of millions of netizens in Yan Jun's live broadcast room were also frightened by this sudden scene.

"What's the matter with this shit? Is the quality of this wine glass so bad?"

"It's not that the quality of the wine glass is poor, it's likely that the god of death is eyeing Miss Ning Xue again!"

"The red wine glass shattered, and the wine flowed all over the table. It looked like blood from a human body. I have a very bad guess. This should be the way Ning Xue died!"

"Damn it! Don't do it, such a considerate young lady, you damn god of death, you have the guts to come at me!!"

"If you don't even make a good meal, this god of death is too stupid, right?"

"It's rare for Yan Jun and Ning Xue to enjoy a moment of tranquility, alas!"

"Brother Jun, why are you still standing in a daze! MD is facing off against Death God! Save Miss Sister!"

Two lines of clear tears shed.

Ning Xue stared at Yan Jun bewilderedly, hesitating to speak.

And Yan Jun kept his face cold and silent after his eyelids twitched slightly at the moment the wine glass shattered.

"Yan Jun, if I suddenly..."

"Don't worry, it's alright!"

Yan Jun looked at Ning Xue, with a warm smile on his elegant and handsome face, first handed her a tissue, and then cleaned up the glass shards and drinks on the table.

After a while, Yan Jun sat next to Ning Xue and poured her a glass of red wine again.

"cheers!"

Ning Xue stared at Yan Jun, who was calm and as usual at the moment, encouraging herself with her eyes, and felt an inexplicable sense of security in her heart. She immediately raised her glass and whispered, "Cheers."

Yan Jun drank it all in one gulp.

Ning Xue took a small sip.

"Let's eat first! As I said, the god of death is a clown hiding in a dark corner. I won't let her hurt you at all."

"Yan Jun... I believe in you!" Tears flickered in Ning Xue's beautiful eyes.

Yan Jun took a mouthful of fried rice, and a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.

"Open the system panel!"

"Ding! The system panel is on!"

Host: Yan Jun.

Age: eighteen.

Constitution: 86.

Item: Lucky Capsules (two capsules)

Merit points: 68 points.

Yan Jun nodded, quite satisfied with this merit point.

Although the world is undergoing drastic changes and many people die unexpectedly every day, there are still very few people who can trigger the omen of death, and among these people who have triggered the omen of death, there are very few who are overcome by fear and choose to commit suicide For a part of these people, minus some who didn't see Yan Jun's live broadcast, there are not many left.

"System, I want to draw a lottery!"

"Ding! Lucky ten consecutive draws are activated, consuming 10 merit points!"

The sound of the system machinery resounded in his mind.

Immediately, a virtual turntable appeared in front of Yan Jun's eyes, and the pointer turned quickly.

"Ding! Thank you for your patronage, and I wish the host good luck next time!"

"Ding! Thank you for your patronage, and I wish the host good luck next time!"

……

Nine times in a row, all thank you for your patronage, Yan Jun was so angry that he almost couldn't help but slapped the table and scolded his mother.

This Enemy of Death system is good everywhere, but the lottery draw is too tedious, even worse than that of a certain game company.

Tenth time!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring the skill 'Eye of Surveillance' (24 hours)!"

The anger in Yan Jun's heart finally calmed down a little bit, but he was still extremely upset, just wasting 9 merit points in vain, what a blood loss!

"System, didn't you say that after I took the Lucky Capsule, my luck value would reach a peak? Why is my lottery face still so dark?"

Yan Jun asked suspiciously in his mind.

"Host, this system exists independently and is not bound by the rules of the universe. Your own luck will not have any influence on this system. The probability of winning the lucky ten consecutive draw is actually not high."

"That's still called lucky ten consecutive draws? How about changing it to cheating ten consecutive draws?"

"Sorry, the host does not have permission to rename this system!"

"Gan!"

Yan Jun cursed bitterly, and then asked, "Then what kind of skill is this 'Eye of Surveillance'?"

"After the host opens the 'Eye of Surveillance', he can see the number above anyone's head. This number represents the countdown of his (her) life."

Yan Jun's eyes suddenly lit up, this skill is good!
It's okay, this wave of lottery is not very bad.

"Has the host turned on the 'Eye of Surveillance'?" the system asked.

"Turn on!"

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed in front of Yan Jun's eyes, and this golden light instantly entered his pupils.

Yan Jun subconsciously closed his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, Yan Jun stared at Ning Xue with scorching eyes, and the faint floating Arabic numerals on the other side's head made him tremble slightly.

"what happened?"

After feeling Yan Jun's fiery gaze, Ning Xue turned her head slightly in surprise, with a grain of golden rice sticking to the corner of her mouth, she looked a little cute.

Yan Jun pointed to the corner of his mouth.

"ah!"

Only then did Ning Xue come to her senses, her face flushed instantly, and she quickly turned her head away.

"Hate it, don't laugh at me!"

"Okay, I won't laugh." Yan Jun said so, but the laughter never stopped.

"Yan Jun, you are so annoying! You can't laugh anymore!"

Ning Xue made an embarrassment in front of the person she liked, and was even ridiculed. She was immediately ashamed and ashamed, and her fists rained down on Yan Jun's shoulder.