The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

It’s still the same seat, with the same flat table top.

Sitting back in his seat, he felt as if he was in another world.

At this moment, Qiao Yueyang only felt that the red mist dissipating outside the window seemed extremely friendly.

The clock on the dial was still at the same arc as when he left, but God knew how many times he had escaped and been swallowed up.

Qiao Yueyang's body couldn't stop shaking, and the feeling of his flesh and blood being devoured and crushed still remained in his nerves. He was clearly sitting upright, but his soul seemed to be still struggling and surging in Huangmao's belly.

"Dear students, we are about to start the second in-class test. Please concentrate and answer the questions carefully."

On the podium, Teacher Maotou reappeared, opened his mouth, and uttered gentle words again. But after a short intermission, no one was in the mood to appreciate this gentleness.

Qiao Yueyang's hands shook unconsciously, and he tried hard to suppress his emotions, but he couldn't control his body. He turned around the classroom, trying to divert his attention by spying on other people's expressions.

The three Curly-haired men were not in good condition either. Their faces were as pale as paper figures. When they saw him coming towards them, they dodged and avoided his sight.

Lin Wan, who was sitting a few rows of tables away, was not in good condition either. He didn't know if it was because he was shaking too violently, but he always felt that there was a double image of Lin Wan's body, as if there was another person on her body.

However, he could not take care of everything himself, so Qiao Yueyang had no time to care about Lin Wan.

The room was silent. Qiao Yueyang looked back to his side and realized belatedly that there was a bodyguard here that his father had hired for him... Han Yi.

What was the other party doing when he was being chased by the clown and the yellow-haired tail? He said he was going to look for the locker and just left him behind!

Han Yi!

Turning his head to look at the vertical pupils of the cat-headed teacher in front of the whiteboard, Qiao Yueyang barely managed to stop the urge to blame the other party, closed his mouth, and lowered his head to do his homework.

Qiao Yueyang was in a trance and ignored many things, such as Han Yi, who was obviously different in size from him.

Paper and pen appeared on the table again, and the second question appeared on the whiteboard.

'Please specify the cause of his death?'

Continuing from the previous question, those who know the inside story will naturally know, while those who don’t know the truth can only hesitantly fill in the blank with an unsure answer such as jumping off a building and dying.

Obviously, the answers written by everyone are not the same.

After swallowing the test paper, Teacher Cathead became completely furious. Flames burned in his vertical pupils. His gentle voice turned into a deep and hoarse male voice, and he roared hysterically, making everyone's ears hurt.

"Why can't I pass? There are dishonest students in our classroom!"

"Why would you lie? Only bad kids would lie! There's something weird among our classmates! This is terrible! This is terrible!"

Teacher Cathead covered his ears and let out a shrill cat cry from his throat. As the sharp sound came along, the environment in the room became increasingly darker, until it was completely pitch black.

After the strong tinnitus, there was a dead silence without any warning. It seemed as if a layer of black curtain was covering his sight, and Qin Jue could not see anything.

Just as I was about to get up and walk around, a hand came over my shoulder. The sound of my breath blew on my ear, causing a slight tingling sensation. A familiar voice came into my ear:

"Don't move." The voice was very soft, and very close, as if she was still at the end of the words, her lips brushed across his earlobe.

That gentle touch was particularly vivid in the pitch-black darkness, easily triggering some reactions in him. He was secretly thankful that the environment was dim enough to conceal it, and tried hard to suppress it.

Spots of light slowly appeared in the field of vision, and the fire in the center grew bigger and bigger, reflecting the figures of nine people sitting in a circle.

His shoulders sank, and Qin Jue turned his head to look. In the light of the fire, You Mu's face was leaning on his shoulder.

"Turn around, don't look at me, don't let others find out."

The black-robed evil ghost blew air at him, reminding him to keep moving. Qin Jue blinked, turned his head mechanically, and felt the force pressing on his side. He straightened his back to let the other party lean on him more comfortably, and covered up by sitting slightly to the side.

You Mu naturally enjoyed it and unceremoniously put most of his body weight forward, almost leaning in the other's arms.

The flames burned fiercely, making Qin Jue feel warm. This temperature was very suitable for evil spirits.

Everyone came back to their senses in a daze, not knowing how they had moved from their chairs to kneeling cross-legged beside the campfire, but it was obvious that something was waiting for them.

In the place where the firelight could not reach, a pair of vertical pupils lit up, the cat's eyes glowed green, and the sound of high heels rang out again, but the steps were very messy and twisted.

When the cat head came closer, several people could see the cat head's current condition in the light of the fire.

The beast's head was covered in blood, and its proper work clothes were torn by the beast's shape, revealing its hairy arms and calves. The sharp claws on its right hand were chopped off, and the cut surface showed traces of being burned by something, with blood stains all over it.

The high heels could not support her hind legs that had lost their claws. She struggled to support her body and walked on the extremely thin heels, leaving bloody marks with every step.

The right arm swung, and as the light shone, a head was thrown into the fire. Everyone could see the head clearly and realized that there was one person missing from the campfire.

The earring on the left ear of the head was shining in the reflection of the flame, and it met the gaze of Qiao Yueyang and the others. Looking at the appearance of Teacher Maotou, they looked at each other and finally searched out something from those dusty memories.

"Please tell me the reason for the death of the deceased."

When he looked up, Qiao Yueyang met the resentful gaze of Maotou. He trembled and turned his head away, not daring to look again.

At this point, no matter how slow Qin Jue was, he could see the obvious direction of the game. This copy seemed to be specially designed for Qiao Yueyang and his group.

Qiao Yueyang had obviously done something wrong, and he was very afraid from the beginning.

Student, jumped off the building...Song Chenfeng.

But now it seems that there are still many hidden stories and many people are involved.

So, maybe those of them who don't know the inside story will be able to get through it safely?

At least so far, he has not heard Xu Huang talk about what he encountered.

He turned to the evil ghost in his arms for confirmation, but the other party just smiled, raised his hand to straighten his face, and said, "Don't worry, this scene has just begun. If you keep watching, you will get the answer... It has something to do with you."

Is it related to me?

Qin Jue couldn't figure it out for the time being, but he felt that since the other party said so, it must be right.

Turning our gaze back to behind the crowd, the grooves and scars on the cat-headed beast's face looked extremely terrifying.

The cat-head teacher had a strong sense of oppression. He was surrounding everyone's backs, with green eyes that flickered, as if he was ready to attack the players at any time.

"His parents were divorced. Although his family was relatively wealthy, he lacked family affection since childhood. As his gloomy personality gradually accumulated, he developed a perverted mentality and became fond of abusing animals. The animals he killed were usually cut off their limbs or buried alive."