Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Hot tears overflowed from the corners of Song Nan's eyes and fell on his pale hands. He reached out and grabbed the hand on his neck with a painful expression.

The chairman looked at the crystal tears rolling down the corners of his eyes with a calm expression, and felt that they were surprisingly hot.

He pursed his lips and loosened his fingers a little.

Suddenly, a "rustling" sound came from the dormitory corridor and approached quickly.

The chairman tilted his head and looked towards the corridor with his golden eyes. The next second, black tentacles rushed out, rushed into the dormitory, and stabbed him violently!

"Crack ~ bang!"

The chairman's pupils shrank, and black mist covered the surface of his body at the moment the voice sounded, resisting the attack of the tentacles. However, the impact was too great, and he was instantly knocked aside, smashing the window and flying into the air.

Song Nan was shocked as he watched the chairman fly out, followed by tentacles one after another, quickly attacking through the window.

There was a clanging sound of fighting outside, but the room was extremely quiet. Only the broken windows let in some breeze and noise, dispelling the smell of the monster's presence.

He stood there in a daze, raising his hand to caress his neck where there was still some warmth, and obsession gradually appeared in his eyes: '484, the chairman finally let go. '

{Owner……}

Song Nan narrowed his eyes, looked at the empty bedroom, and slowly walked to the window.

The place below has been shrouded in black mist, and nothing can be seen. Only tentacles are vaguely pouring out of the black mist, and it is silent for a moment.

Song Nan rubbed his chin, and as expected, "He" was between the two.

The black mist belongs to the student union president. The president may be just a medium. It is still unknown what it is caused by, let alone the tentacles. Apart from knowing that it is a tentacle and lurking in the dormitory building, nothing else is known.

But one thing is clear, Black Mist is beneficial to the school.

I saw "Him" written on the sacrificial activity in Ye Yuzhi's office before. It was to seduce and seal "Him"...

Song Nan frowned, the answer was still uncertain.

Although it is a seal, it can lure more black mist out, seal its body, and seize more energy from it, or it can be a tentacle. It has always threatened the safety of the school and has not been able to break through due to the protection of the black mist. The black mist is just Sooner or later, there will be a gap in some of the energy captured by the student union. The purpose of the sacrificial activities is to lure the tentacles into the school and seal them in one fell swoop.

He pursed his lower lip. Both were true. The only thing that could break the doubt was whether the chairman was the medium that stored the energy of the black mist, or the black mist itself.

After all, when the chairman used the black mist, no matter how you looked at it, those eyes were beyond the scope of human beings... No, there was black mist in the students' bodies too!

Song Nan frowned. He remembered that when he was next to Si Yuyan last night, he saw black mist appearing in the monster's body, and the monster was originally a student of the school...

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that the chairman or the black mist itself was setting up an endless loop of bureaus in the entire school, but he could not figure out what the bureau was specifically, and there were too few clues.

Song Nan yawned, blinked his mist-covered eyes, glanced at the seemingly endless fight outside the window, rubbed his cold and trembling arms, and slowly climbed onto the bed with the horrifying marks all over his body, and got into bed. Rest and recuperate.

Tianming...

Song Nan yawned, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stepped into the school gate.

He turned around and looked at the dormitory building, which had no trace of fighting and had returned to its usual appearance. He raised his collar to cover the ferocious traces below: '484, how did you do this?It’s exactly the same as yesterday, even the doors and windows in my dormitory have been repaired. '

484 did not answer, probably because he didn’t know how to answer.

Song Nan narrowed his eyes, and pink cherry blossoms floated before his eyes, bringing bursts of fragrance.

He raised his eyebrows, held a petal, and sniffed it gently: "This smell... is a bit familiar... I can't remember it." '

Song Nan shook his head, no longer wasting time, and walked quickly to the student union building.

He has no class today, but the student union has to sign in, and maybe there will be a meeting if the president shows up.

……

Song Nan pushed open the door of the student union office, but unexpectedly there was someone sitting in his seat.

The man heard the movement at the door, turned his head and looked over. When he saw him, he immediately stood up, turned the seat towards him, then sat down, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised his elbows on the armrests, The phalanges support the lower jaw at will.

"Junior member, why are you here so late today?"

The pair of phoenix eyes that always contain a malevolent aura are slightly raised, giving people a sense of carelessness, but there is also a slight oppression in it, like the uncertain leader of the Demon Cult. If he does not give him a satisfactory answer, he will If I take action in the next second, I will kill you.

Song Nan shrank unconsciously and looked around, trying to seek help from other people in the office. However, everyone was afraid of the person in his position. Regardless of whether he had something to do or whether he was busy or not, they all pretended to be extremely busy. look like.

These people are unreliable...

He carefully moved to Si Yuyan, who looked like he had a warm smile but was actually about to have a depressed aura. He tightened his clothes, lowered his head and responded weakly: "Good morning, Vice Chairman, I have no classes today... so I got up a little late. ……sorry."

Si Yuyan raised his eyes and looked at the way he admitted his mistake obediently. He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly discovered something. He stood up suddenly, grabbed his wrist and walked out: "I'll recruit some members of the team, do you have any objections?" ?”

Without waiting for anyone else to answer, he just pulled him out of the office.

Song Nan was stunned and noticed that Wu Ying's bright eyes were instantly filled with the power of the gossip, and she was a little overwhelmed.

……

Si Yuyan took him to the end of the corridor. After confirming that there were no extra people, he pushed him against the wall. Then he slapped the wall next to his ear and leaned over to get closer.

Song Nan's pupils shrank, and Si Yuyan's handsome face reflected in his light eyes: "What are you doing!" His face turned red, and he put his hand against his chest.

Si Yuyan frowned slightly, feeling that his hand was in the way, so he grabbed his wrist and pressed it against the wall. Then he raised his left hand and picked up the collar of his neck with his slender fingertips.

He frowned, looking at the horrific finger marks and strangulation marks on his fair skin, his phoenix eyes quickly darkened, and a terrifying anger suddenly poured out: "What's going on?"

Song Nan's body trembled slightly, as if remembering last night's experience, fear gradually appeared in his watery peach blossom eyes, and he lowered his head pitifully.

Si Yuyan paused, remembering that he spent last night in the dormitory, and he let out an irritated "tsk", moved a little softly, and said gently: "Go to the infirmary with me."

Song Nan pursed her lower lip, shook her head, and responded in a muffled voice: "No."

Si Yuyan's fingertips trembled, thinking that he felt these marks were too shameful.

He took off his coat and put it on him to cover the ferocious traces: "Go and have a look. If Yu Zhao dares to reveal anything, I will help you beat him."

Song Nan frowned and wanted to struggle again, but unexpectedly Si Yuyan suddenly picked him up, jumped down the stairs in a few steps avoiding everyone's eyes, and ran to the infirmary along a path that few people knew outside the teaching building.

……

In the infirmary, the school doctor in a white coat is sitting on a swivel chair drinking brewed tea, looking very leisurely.

"boom!"

A harsh sound pierced the sky, the door suddenly opened due to external force, and the quiet and beautiful scene was instantly destroyed to pieces.

The school doctor calmly put down the teacup, bent his well-shaped eyes, and looked at the visitor with a warm smile.

Si Yuyan felt unhappy seeing his face.

He gently placed Song Nan, who was huddled in his coat, on the hospital bed. He glanced at the gentle school doctor and said impatiently: "Song Nan is injured, help him bandage it."