After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

The man's delicate wooden crutch struck the floor, and his stern eyes looked at Qiao Yanxin again, confirming that what she said was sincere, and then nodded slightly in agreement.

"Okay, I hope you will do what you say."

Qiao Yanxin calmly reminded: "This person includes Teacher Huang's younger brother, Teacher Chen. Over the years, your guilt has allowed him to do whatever he wants. He has become a puppet of the devil, and those innocent people have become the targets of his random killings. .”

The man was silent for a while. After a while, the fingers of his fists creaked and he said in a long voice: "Yes, in order to protect my father's last wish, I have tolerated him for a long time. It's time for these things to end."

"Don't worry, I won't let him do anything else."

After Qiao Yan listened carefully, he asked tentatively: "Teacher Wu, Teacher Liu, are you also willing to be trapped here?"

The man's back was turned to Qiao Yanxin, and his head was looking at the group photo of school employees above his head.

For the first time, the cold tone was mixed with nostalgia.

"Yes, these people are all willing to contribute their lives to that heart, forming a cage to trap the devil."

Yan Qing, who was still sorting out his thoughts, followed Qiao Yanxin back to the canteen.

By the time Yan Qing looked up, Qiao Yanxin had already stopped the closing aunt's hand, and said obediently: "Auntie, let's exchange the orchid for an apple for you, okay?"

The closing aunt looked at her with a half-smile but said something that made people's heads tingle, "Is it almost the end?"

Qiao Yan paused, his horrifying eyes resting on her, "Are you not from here?"

The closing lady smiled mysteriously and took out an apple out of thin air, "This is the last one."

Qiao Yan didn't have time to thank her, and her aunt had disappeared.

"Where are you going, aunt?"

Qiao Yanxin looked back at Yan Qing, trying to hear her guess.

Yan Qing asked abnormally: "Who, what aunt?"

Qiao Yanxin opened her mouth. It seemed that Yan Qing's memory had been erased, and she couldn't ask anything else.

She shook her head and threw away all the speculations in her mind.

Qiao Yanxin stuffed the apple into her pocket slowly. Yan Qing saw her stupidly standing in the cafeteria in a daze, and she was very worried.

His mouth trembled and he spoke: "What should we do now? If you insist on agreeing randomly, how can we have any treasure that reaches the sky?"

Qiao Yan calmly comforted her, "It will be delivered to her door."

After they returned to the dormitory, she placed the apple respectfully in the center of the room.

"If you put an apple, what's the use?"

Yan Qing held her face with one hand and looked at her chatty behavior with no patience.

"Magical props that can prevent us from being monitored."

After putting it away, she calmly held the pen and wrote hard on the card. After the pen cap was closed, the blade in Yan Qing's hand was pressed against her neck.

"Hey, you still attacked me."

Qiao Yanxin's tone contained disappointment, and even a pitiful sob.

But her expression was as cold as ever.

"Give me the card."

Yan Qing remained unmoved, stretched out his right hand and stopped in front of her face.

"Give me your card!"

Yan Qing could no longer suppress her inner excitement. As long as she got the answer, she would get the prize for clearing the level.

After clearing the level, she didn't have to stay in this damn place, or even accompany this person to kill the demon.

Why would she take the initiative to die?

She's not mentally ill.

She tightened her grip with her left hand, and the sharp dagger embedded itself in Qiao Yanxin's skin.

Qiao Yanxin sneered and cursed: "You won't be able to get out until you reach the final level."

She handed the card to Yan Qing indifferently, and Yan Qing read it word by word impatiently.

Half an hour later, she confirmed that the answer was indeed correct and submitted it according to her own procedures.

After getting what he wanted, Yan Qing pretended to explain: "Let me remind you, don't trust anyone in the future, especially in the death test, and don't trust the contract. After all, what I write is not my real name."

Qiao Yan's heart was surprisingly quiet, and she didn't feel the anger she should have felt at being betrayed. She repeated what she said before: "If you can't get out, you will be sent back again."

Yan Qing laughed easily, taking it as an incompetent threat from a dying man.

The sound of celebration for passing the customs was heard, she cheered and disappeared from the room.

The room was empty except for Qiao Yanxin.

She took out an identical card from her left pocket and wrote the answer more seriously than last time, with an inexplicable glint in her eyes.

Has she ever trusted Yan Qing?

there has never been!

What clues could a brainless puppet like her see from the answer on that piece of paper?

It's so pitiful that I still don't know the rules of the game.

Qiao Yanxin gently smoothed her long black hair, walked to the bathroom mirror, tapped it gently, and swallowed the piece of paper.

"Check the answers, congratulations to the player for passing the level, and reward the power of the rules."

Qiao Yanxin grinned slightly, looking at the crown pattern on her wrist in fascination.

This reward comes just in time.

She knelt down and put the apple into the storage ring.

She took out the photo she asked for from the man and placed it calmly on the table.

She raised her head and seduced lightly: "Meng Dehao, do you want to have a human body?"

As soon as these three words came out, the dormitory building trembled violently, the whole school shook, and the rustling soil fell out of thin air like rain.

His narrow, blood-red eyes scrutinized Qiao Yanxin.

A man wearing a vest and a whistle on his chest limped stiffly and walked up to her, while Liu Yan followed him with vicious eyes.

"Can you help me find the most suitable body?"

As if he had just adapted to Teacher Chen's body, the sound came out faster than the body's mouth could close.

The urgency in his tone was unmistakable.

"What do you think of my body?"

Qiao Yanxin's relaxed tone sounded like she was talking about what to eat tomorrow, but the content of her words was that she was willing to sacrifice her body.

Liu Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at the person in front of her who volunteered to die in shock.

Meng Dehao imitated others and tilted his head to look at Qiao Yanxin, judging whether her words were true or false.

"what do you want?"

He tapped his fingers stiffly on the table as he kept thinking about what Qiao Yan wanted behind his back, quietly waiting for her answer.

Qiao Yanxin pretended to be thoughtful, and after struggling for a long time, she said, "I heard that you can bring people back to life. Can you bring my parents back to life?"

Meng Dehao raised his eyebrows, and a sense of relief that he didn't even notice flashed through his deep eyes. Only when he asked for something could he have control.

"it is good."

For a moment, Qiao Yanxin raised her face, her face turned pale, looking frightened and frightened, like a prey about to be captured.

"I...I...regret it."

She looked like she was about to cry, and Cheng begged Meng Dehao, "I don't want to give you my body."

"When my parents wake up, they will find that I have become a devil. They may also imprison me in this cage. I will lose their love and become a pitiful person."

Qiao Yanxin's sad cry was nothing more than a death knell.

Meng Dehao was affectionate and twisted, and Qiao Yan's heartfelt crying brought back those past events that he had not remembered for a long time.

His sharp nails dug into Qiao Yanxin's flesh, and the magic he used strangled her neck.

"Then let me take matters into my own hands and end you."

A glimmer of success flashed through Qiao Yan's heart-downcast eyes.