Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 92 How Horror Games Become Idol Dramas
Ling Chan took a step back and was pushed against the door.

The city lord was much taller than her, he didn't mean to bend down to submit to Ling Chan, he stood tall and straight by himself, just lowered his head, staring at Ling Chan with a half-smile.

In front of him was soft home clothes, wrapped in a thin layer of fabric, and the full muscle curve of his chest could be vaguely seen.

The tip of the nose has a faint fragrance, and the smell of rosemary mixed with musk is mysterious and seductive, with a hint of cold choking.

Outside the door, the queen knocked on the door suspiciously, and his voice came in through the crack of the door, "Rose? Why did you lock the door? Are you okay? Let me go in and have a look!"

"You are the dirty person, right?" Ling Chan said indifferently, "If you don't want to, who can open your door?"

She said with a sneer: "Mr. Principal, is it really okay to invite your students like this?"

"Please don't spout blood."

The city lord finally lowered his head, with a smile in his eyes, and the golden pupils shone brightly, "During the years I have been engaged in education work, I have always abided by basic industry ethics."

"Which one is the shark if you don't like it?"

"No," the city lord was amused by her, "I'm just a disobedient bad student. Over the years, there are only a handful of bad students who can escape from me, and you are the weakest one."

"You still dare to bump into my hand now?"

Ling Chan sneered, what dare she not?

When she raised her head, the girl's slender neck and her fragile hand could be broken. As the poor little girl with the lowest physique in this castle, whoever wanted to kill her was just a matter of moving her fingers.

But she overestimated her capabilities and challenged the top combat power in the castle.

No fear at all.

The city lord sighed, "Why did you provoke me like this?"

The stabbing killing intent exploded from him, causing goosebumps all over Ling Chan's body, crazily protruding out, and the city lord could still laugh, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

The city lord stretched out his hand to cover Ling Chan's face. He was tall, with a big frame and big hands. He covered Ling Chan's upturned cat eyes, small Qiong nose, and pink and moist petals tightly. Lips are fully covered.

Without this extremely beautiful face that exudes fatal attraction at any time, and the slender neck like a swan, even the smooth and tender skin under the palms is alluring him.

The city lord said solemnly: "Beasts without self-control will be controlled by crude and straightforward visual impact."

He will never let anyone control his heart.

Ling Chan was not afraid at all, she pulled away the big hand on her face, raised her head, and stood on tiptoe, her eyes reflected the city lord's naturally indifferent and inaccessible face.

Getting closer.Ling Chan looked at the castellan carefully, her gaze was like a precision scalpel, trying to dissect the castellan's texture inch by inch.

"I don't like the look in your eyes."

Although he often looks at people like this, the city lord hates Ling Chan's gaze on him.

The city lord's palm was on Ling Chan's face again, with his index finger against his forehead, and his thumb and middle finger pressed against his temples on both sides. He tightened his fingers hard, like pinching a balloon, trying to squeeze Ling Chan's head.

Killing intent skyrocketed.

Perhaps because he felt that Ling Chan would not survive anyway, he opened his lips and teeth, rarely revealing a single bit of sincerity, "I hate your rationality and calmness when my heart is flustered."

The headache felt like it was about to split open, and bursts of white light flooded in front of her eyes, but Ling Chan was very conscious, and she struggled to make a sound.

"Your eyes are so beautiful," Ling Chan said with a smile, her beautifully shaped lips that had lost the color of blood, "Like molten gold."

The city lord was in a trance for a moment, and the girl in his arms was stolen with only this short moment of distraction.

The mayor sighed.

……

In the corner of the castle, Ling Chan's figure suddenly appeared, holding her forehead, moaning softly.

The queen was startled by the swollen red mark on her head. He reached out to support Ling Chan, frowned and said, "You are too aggressive! Even if you have skills, what if you fail?"

The queen didn't know that Ling Chan's skills were still in a long cooldown, and she didn't know that Ling Chan's skills had a 100% success rate and would never fail.

Ling Chan leaned against the queen's arms, her headache was about to burst, "Don't say a few words, I have a headache."

The queen sighed, and carefully hugged Ling Chan who couldn't stand still, and raised her head to thank the player in front of her, "Thank you."

The player nodded coldly, "Next time there is such a good thing, remember to call me."

In this dungeon, the props are completely frozen, but the player's talent skills can be used normally.

When the queen found out that the door was locked, she immediately felt that something was wrong. He exchanged clues for the player's help and moved Ling Chan out of the city lord's bedroom.

The queen said goodbye to the player, and with a little force, he picked up the weak girl in his arms.

It's not a princess hug, it's like hugging a child, holding Ling Chan's thighs and letting Ling Chan sit on his arms, lying in his arms.

After the city lord left the table, the waiters who were everywhere in the castle also disappeared.

No one arranged for the players, so the players arranged for themselves and found rooms at will.Of course, they didn't intend to sleep in the dungeon at all, and there were not a few players who planned to search for clues in the castle all night.

Ling Chan's weak physique couldn't hold it anymore.

She was put on the bed, and the queen took off her shoes and socks, and then pulled the quilt on her.

She reached out her hand to test the temperature of Ling Chan's forehead, but she turned her head away. Ling Chan's face was pale, but she still frowned critically and said, "No, you took off your shoes and didn't wash them."

Queen: "..."

Angry and funny, he had no choice but to put his hands behind his back, then bent over and took Ze Lingchan's temperature with his forehead.

very hot.

The queen frowned, and took out a lot of medicine from every corner of her body. Because it was not a prop produced by the system space, it escaped unharmed and can be used.

After feeding Lingchan the medicine, the queen sat on the edge of the bed and said softly, "Go to sleep, I will watch over you."

Ling Chan nodded in a daze, and fell into a death-like dream. She slept very unsteadily, and always felt that there was a terrible monster beside her, stalking her, waiting to devour her at any time.

She struggled desperately, but her limbs were imprisoned by the darkness, and she couldn't open her eyes no matter what.

Waking up in a cold sweat, Ling Chan felt even more tired.

It was already bright outside the window.

Ling Chan couldn't wear any of her clothes, so she randomly took one from the closet and changed it.

The queen is not in the room, and she doesn't know where she went.

Ling Chan opened the door and saw a group of players gathered around the end of the corridor, talking in low voices with serious faces, and the atmosphere was oppressive and dead silent.

She faintly heard the queen's name.

Ling Chan stepped forward and saw a monster with twisted limbs through the gap between the crowd.

His clothes were tattered, but they looked exquisite, and the collars of his shirts were layered and gaudy.

On the monster's face, the facial features were never the same as those of humans. On the forehead, there was a dull blue eye, which was cold and sharp.

Ling Chan was a little dazed.

She lowered her head, the emeralds on her chest were shining brightly, which was exactly the same color as the monster's eyes.

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