girl, you're wrong

Chapter 19 A Big Sister Falls from the Sky
The next morning.

Xing Yuanzhi suddenly woke up from the bed.

She struggled to sit up, her blue silk was loose, her body was wet and cold, she was panting heavily, and her head was also a little dizzy and lingering.

It took about a few minutes to calm down before she saw Cheng Jinyang come to the bed and handed her a glass of hot milk.

Xing Yuanzhi drank the hot milk in one gulp, feeling that her heart that was still cramping seemed to feel better.

"How... how did you persevere? It's been so many years." She held the cup in both hands, slowly feeling the heat on it.

"You're just experiencing a full-length nightmare for the first time, so you're not used to it." Cheng Jinyang said lightly.

"Are you used to it?" Xing Yuanzhi murmured.

At the beginning of the nightmare, the two were able to escape energetically, trying to use various means to slay the demon.

After more than 4 hours, this endless escape becomes torture and torment.After all, Nightmare is not a game, you can't press Esc to pause when you are tired, and you don't even have time to rest.

The longer the time and the greater the stress, the more prone to mistakes, and the easier it is to die if you make mistakes.There is great terror between life and death, and the survival instinct that comes from the heart will squeeze out every potential in the human body.

Xing Yuanzhi felt that she was about to die and turned into scum, and then... I don't know how long it took, and finally woke up.

"How do you feel?" Cheng Jinyang asked.

"It feels... terrible." Xing Yuanzhi sighed, "I began to wonder if I should continue to live here."

"You said at the beginning that you have to sleep every day." Cheng Jinyang showed a smile that was not a smile.

"It's impossible, I take back that sentence." Xing Yuanzhi got up from the bed and shook his head. "Once a day is too much for me."

"If it weren't for the effect of increasing blood concentration, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to support it for that long. You..." She looked at Cheng Jinyang with complex eyes, "You can actually get used to it..."

"I have no choice." Cheng Jinyang replied.

Xing Yuanzhi picked up the blood detector and tested herself: 167 horses, 2 horses up.

Cheng Jinyang was tested again: 118 horses, which is also an increase of 2 horses.

Xing Yuanzhi remembered the number of demons killed very clearly, probably more than 40.

That is to say, killing a demon can almost have a bloodline purity bonus of 1 horses, if the instrument detection error is ignored.

"It's not bad to think about it this way." Xing Yuanzhi said thoughtfully, "At least there is a bonus of 2 horses every night."

"Yes, but monsters are not so easy to kill." Cheng Jinyang reminded her not to be blindly optimistic, "Don't forget, so far, most of the monsters we have killed have relied on terrain-dependent ambush."

"To put it bluntly, we don't have the strength to deal with monsters head-on. When I didn't have powers before, I just relied on swordsmanship and fighting, and I could kill up to 4 monsters every night. If you don't meet a suitable starting point , weapons and environment, there may be no chance to die nearly a hundred times throughout the night, so you can accept it?"

"Of course I can." Xing Yuanzhi said casually, "Even if you die more than a dozen times, it's a death in a nightmare, not a real death, isn't it?"

"Your mentality is very dangerous, Azhi!" Cheng Jinyang's face changed suddenly, and he said sharply, "If you don't take the death in the nightmare seriously, be careful to spread it into the real world!"

"You mean..." Xing Yuanzhi was naturally not an idiot, and immediately guessed what he meant.

"Nightmare is very realistic." Cheng Jinyang said seriously, "Even if it is a virtual online game, the simulated pain can only be adjusted to 50% at most, just to prevent getting used to pain and death in the virtual world, and return with this mentality. In reality, the result was too late to respond to danger and death."

"If you're used to dying in nightmares, can you guarantee that you won't still have this mentality when you come back to reality? Survival instinct is not just a burden, Azhi. It's also essential to keep us alive. help.”

"Sorry, I understand." Xing Yuanzhi whispered, "Also, even if you point out my mistakes, you can't call me Azhi."

She got up weakly and stumbled into the bathroom, intending to wash her sweaty body.

"I'm going to see a doctor outside." Cheng Jinyang's voice sounded outside.

"Okay." Xing Yuanzhi replied in the bathroom.

Take off your clothes, turn on the faucet, and face the cold water sprayed from the shower, as if the whole world has become clean.

Xing Yuanzhi let out a long sigh of relief, and then became a little distracted.

The increase in bloodline concentration was an irresistible temptation for her; however, the blood-stained battle in the nightmare—whether it was the death of herself and Cheng Jinyang, or the death of a demon, was all accompanied by splashes of flesh and blood—light Just imagining them on her body made her feel sick.

Cheng Jinyang... How did you endure it for so many years?
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Wu Quemei's clinic is located in the town center about 2 kilometers northwest of Cheng Jinyang's home.

Although her supernatural bloodline is "perceptual manipulation", the main business of the clinic is not mental illness, but general general consultation - in this suburban satellite town, most of the patients who come to the door have headaches and brain fever. The common cold, the truly mentally ill will not run to her.

Usually they are sent to Qinglong Mountain to be locked up.

When Cheng Jinyang walked into the clinic, he saw Wu Quemei writing a prescription, asking the patient to take it to the door to ask the nurse to prescribe medicine, and then took out a can of beer from under the table and drank it.

"Sister Wu, are you still drinking at work?" Cheng Jinyang greeted her with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that the patient will smell the alcohol on you?"

"What do you know, alcohol is used for disinfection." Wu Quemei said nonchalantly, "Is it normal to have a little alcohol in the hospital? Come, let Sister Wu see how you are growing."

"I came here to see." Cheng Jinyang pointed to the temple.

"Yes, otherwise?" Wu Quemei asked in confusion.

Cheng Jinyang: ………………

Sometimes I don't know if she was flirting on purpose, or if I misunderstood.

So he sat down on the chair and stuck his head out.Wu Quemei put two fingers on his temples and began to manipulate perception.

"Well, the recovery is good." After the treatment, Wu Quemei retracted her fingers and nodded.

"Thank you Sister Wu." Cheng Jinyang nodded and said.The great amount of stress that had been accumulated due to the frequent deaths in the nightmare had also disappeared with the end of the treatment.

That's right.In fact, I lied to Azhi, not because of habit or not, but because I came to relieve the pressure every day.

Cheng Jinyang, who was thinking like this, suddenly saw a person transferred out of the inner room of the clinic.

Miss Zhou?

Ah, no, it's not Doctor Zhou Xingzhi, but a beautiful big sister who has never met before.

The wavy curls were highlighted in light brown and draped neatly over the shoulders.The facial features are full and charming, and the measurements are very close to the golden ratio. It is the kind of super perfect body curve that makes people exclaim "I'm fine" just by looking at the silhouette.

She was wearing a high-necked pink knitted sweater on the top, but not on the bottom... well, she wore a short white pleated skirt, which was only covered by the hem of the sweater, and long over-the-knee boots restrained her calf. Tight curves, wonderful thighs between the bottom of the skirt and boots, the thickness is just right, plump without fat, slender without losing sensuality, it's amazing.

Heavenly and earthly, take your eyes back!receive!
After repeating it several times in his heart, Cheng Jinyang quickly retracted his gaze, as if nothing had happened, and said to Wu Quemei:
"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow..."

"Wait first." Wu Quemei stopped him, then turned and beckoned to the beautiful big sister, "Xinnan, come here, Jinyang is here."

"Ah, you are Cheng Jinyang, right?" The pretty big sister's eyes lit up and she came over with a smile, "Remember me? I'm your sister Xinnan! Cheng Xinnan! I went to your house when you were young!"

"It's Sister Xinnan, haha." Cheng Jinyang said that he had no memory at all, apparently it was before the death of the original owner's father.

However, he soon realized that the name of the transferor of the living allowance that the Cheng family credits to his account every month is "Xinnan".Although he didn't know how to pronounce the word, and he didn't check it out, he suddenly realized it now.

Xin, the sound is the same as "heart".The person who transfers money to him every month is this beautiful big sister.

(End of this chapter)