God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The three of them walked quickly all the way to the bottom of the building, and then stopped slightly out of breath.

Compared with the raging fire upstairs, the fire on the first floor was obviously much smaller. It was obviously deliberately set on fire.

He Yanjiang let go of Lu Ying's hand, and his eyes immediately fell on Lu Ying's terribly burned hands, and he frowned:

"Your hands..."

Lu Ying was shocked and quickly put his hands behind his back, shaking his head in panic and saying, "It doesn't hurt, I accidentally did it when I opened the door."

"..." He Yan was silent for a few seconds, exchanged a pair of gloves from the mall, and gently handed them to Lu Ying:

"Put it on first. The isolation effect of these gloves is good. It can at least prevent secondary injuries. It's just that your hand was injured so seriously..."

His voice became lower and lower, and although the rest of the words were not spoken, Lu Ying understood what he meant.

...Even if my hands are healed, I'm afraid they will still have heavy scars.

Lu Ying lowered her eyelashes slightly, lowered her head silently, took the gloves and put them on.

As soon as she put it on, Lu Ying felt the cold water gently covering her hands. In an instant, the burning pain on the skin receded like a tide, leaving only a piece of ice and coolness.

Lu Ying looked down at the gloves on her hands, and suddenly there was a surge of sourness in her heart. She understood what He Yan had not finished, but she still pretended not to care and shook her head:

"It's okay. Just leave a scar. At worst, wear some gloves to cover it up."

Lu Ying waved his hand playfully, "Don't you already have gloves?"

He Yan watched her pause for several seconds and then laughed: "Okay, we have to leave quickly."

As he spoke, He Yan turned his head to look at Shen Yan, who was frowning on one side, and shook his hand:

"What are you thinking about?"

Shen Yan reacted quickly. He looked at the charred corpses running down one by one around him. He hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:

"It's okay, let's go."

Seeing this, He Yan stopped asking any more questions. He held Lu Ying's hand tightly and walked downstairs, followed silently by Shen Yan behind him.

He Yan didn't stop until he reached the first floor.

Lu Ying looked around in confusion: "How-"

Before the last word "Le" was spoken, she was stunned by the sight in front of her.

At the gate not far away, many charred corpses returned to their original state after walking out of the dormitory building. The students, who looked embarrassed and had burns all over their bodies, escaped from the dormitory building, but were driven back by Huang Yongxin and others standing not far away with sticks, whips and other items. Escape from the fire has exhausted their last strength, they simply can not compete with the strong coach and others.

The students who were driven back again and again looked at Huang Yongxin and others with hatred and fear, their eyes full of despair.

"They went too far..." Lu Ying looked at the scene not far away in disbelief, clenching his gloved hands into fists.

He Yan was not surprised by this. He looked expressionlessly at the students who were beaten and insulted and driven back to the dormitory building. He watched them constantly transforming between charred corpses and human forms, wailing in pain in the raging fire.

Even if they become ghosts, they can only endure endless torture in the fire until they lose all self-awareness, leaving only the painful memories of insults and bullying over and over again in their minds, and finally death in the fire.

He Yan's eyes became colder and colder, as if they were frozen.

In his eyes, these "people" who were still laughing were no longer worthy of being called "people".

What they are doing now would make a normal person feel damned.

"I'll lure them away."

Shen Yan gently put the clothes he had just redeemed on He Yan's body. His slender fingers gently squeezed the back of He Yan's neck as if to comfort him, and his tone was gentle:

"Ayan, don't be angry,"

Shen Yan said: "They will all die in the end."

Shen Yan said this very softly. His voice was already cold, but when he spoke to He Yan, he unconsciously softened it a bit, making it sound a bit strangely ambiguous.

At least Lu Ying, who was on the side, only felt her ears itching. She scratched her ears and wanted to stay away from the two of them, but her eyes touched the scorched corpses all around. Even though she knew that the other party had no intention of attacking people for the time being, She still didn't dare to stay too far away from He Yan and the two.

He Yan closed his eyes. He didn't pay attention to Shen Yan's actions. Instead, he caught the other person's previous sentence and disagreed a little:

"You lure them away by yourself?"

Shen Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Besides me, is there anyone else who can go?"

For now, most of the anchors who have entered the instance have died due to various reasons triggering death conditions.

He Yan: "..."

He was stunned for a few seconds, and the words of dissuasion that were on his lips disappeared in his throat in an instant.

Shen Yan knew what he was worried about. After a low laugh, he hugged the baby-faced young man tightly in his arms, lowered his head and kissed the side of his cheek gently:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

The sudden warmth on his cheeks stunned He Yan for a few seconds, and then he sneered. Before Shen Yan could turn around, he grabbed the other person's collar and pulled him over.

Shen Yan was startled and looked down at He Yan who was very close to him. His throat was tight and he was a little at a loss.

"Ayan - hiss -"

Before Shen Yan could speak, his lips suddenly hurt.

He Yan pulled away and licked the blood on his lips without caring, with a sweet and wanton smile:

"Remember your words."

"I believe you every time," He Yan said, "It's the same this time."

Shen Yan stared at him quietly for a few seconds, with a look of confusion on his face:

"When have I ever lied to you?"

After speaking, Shen Yan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a breath and chuckled:

"That's a really hard bite."

He Yan's eyes were fixed on the wound on his lip, and he felt guilty and snorted softly.

"You deserve it." He Yan muttered in a low voice.

The smile on Shen Yan's face became brighter and brighter. He gently pinched He Yan's tender cheeks. The favor and love in his eyes were unreservedly revealed, as hot and gentle as flames.

"Okay, it's my fault," Shen Yan said with a low smile, "When this copy comes out, you can do whatever you want. It's up to you to beat or scold me. I will never fight back."

"..."

When Shen Yan walked out of the dormitory building alone, He Yan was still standing there, silently staring at his back, seeming to be thinking about something.

Lu Ying cautiously raised his head and glanced at He Yan, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Brother He Yan?"

Lu Ying asked softly: "Why are you crying?"

He Yan was startled and looked down at Lu Ying, who was tugging at the corner of his clothes. He reached out and touched the corners of his eyes in confusion: "Crying?"

Crying yourself?

The coldness from his fingertips confirmed He Yan's tears. This fact made his movements freeze instantly and his brain fell into chaos.

How could he cry?