After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

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"Actually, you don't need to come with me." Qi Yan put away the dream card and lowered his eyelashes.

The other party hesitated, but still removed the hand on his side waist.

"..."

But the hand just changed its place, and instead clamped his chin.

"!"

The gazes of the two cannot be avoided, intertwined and converged.

"What do you say?"

Qin Mo had already discovered that something was wrong with the person, but he didn't expect that the little guy was upset and started chasing him?

The enlarged eyebrows and eyes were drawn closer, and the eyelashes were still trembling slightly.

"It's... a lie."

The heart was poked by these words, and even the breathing was deep.

It's deadly.

Qin Mo pinched his chin, lowered his head and kissed Qi Yan's lips.

This time, instead of snatching the air away like a bully, he sipped it carefully.

It's like holding a piece of candy in your mouth. After licking the taste of it, you go to hold another place.

Wait until the sugar softens slowly, and the sweetness is completely entangled with your lips and teeth, before you can gently crush it and break it into your stomach.

"Well……"

Qi Yan was completely immersed in it, and even begged for candies like a wronged child.

sweet, gentle.

He put his arm around Qin Mo's neck, and when the other's lips were about to leave, he raised his head slightly, and opened his water-colored lips.

"More..."

Mr. Qin was once again eaten to death by a few words.

I smiled and buried my head and continued to make candy.

When Qi Yan started to have no time to breathe, he approached his earlobe and reminded with a provocative hoarse voice:

"This is your friend's dream, if you continue, you will be digressing."

Noticing that the pinnae of the person in his arms had changed color, he added fuel to the fire: "Actually, he shouldn't mind."

For a moment, Qi Yan only felt that Liu Ran was setting off fireworks in the pitch-black dreamland.

No, Liu Ran really minds.

"Anything on your mind?" Qin Mo was not in a hurry, and pulled back the person who was about to retreat.

"Yeah." He admitted obediently.

"I remember Uncle and the doomsday exam..."

After saying that, he realized that Qin Mo might not know him, and added: "He is the captain of our team, you might not know him."

"I remember."

Qi Yan raised his eyes and said in surprise: "Speaking of which, that exam seems to be the only time I haven't met you."

"I..." Qin Mo wanted to speak, but was interrupted by another voice.

"Are you okay?"

—sounds like a man.

Then, a hole was opened in the ink.

Exudes a faint white light.

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"It's okay, brother." The little girl struggled to get up from the floor, and turned to close the window.

"Ah, I told you I'm not hungry, so I don't need to come in to deliver something." "I" was imprisoned by something, it seemed like a broken wire.

The girl was holding a red plastic bag in her hand, which was filled with scattered things. "It's been two days, can you not be hungry? Come on, I'll let you go first."

"Wait, wait a minute!" "I" lowered my voice and looked forward vigilantly.There was obviously nothing there, but my hairs stood up involuntarily.

"What's wrong, brother?" The girl squatted down beside her, and put the red plastic bag at her feet.

"Crack!"

The subtle sound from the entrance made the pupils of "I" constrict.

"Stinky boy! Are you dead?!" Immediately afterwards, there was a rough male voice.

It's him...he's back!

"Go back, hurry!" "I" urged the girl, wishing she would escape from the window immediately.

It was dark again all around.

The picture is blurry, and I can't even see "my" face or the appearance of the girl from the beginning to the end.

But this sense of tension, and the sense of fear seeping from the inside out, made Qi Yan feel that his legs were weakening.

Fortunately, one hand supported his waist.

"How is it? Are you feeling better?" Qin Mo hugged him and comforted him.

"Huh..." Unexpectedly, the effect of the Rumeng card is not ambiguous at all.

What they experience now is the emotion of the co-sleeper himself.

He was still a little unsteady, and reached out to grab Qin Mo's black shirt.Panting: "He... is scared..."

"En." Qin Mo held his waist.

"I can feel it too." After all, I was in someone else's dream.

"The girl is Liu Ran's younger sister?"

"maybe."

Qi Yan stood still and smacked his lips dissatisfied: "It looks like a series, it will take a long time."

That's right, after all, dreams are always intermittent like this.Useful and useless brains can't be controlled either.

"Hmm, and the deeper the dream, the greater the time ratio."

The first layer of dreams may be one in ten.

One hour of sleep equals ten hours of dreaming.

The second layer of dreams will be one percent.

"It can't be a dream within a dream, right? After all, few people would have such a dream." Qi Yan frowned slightly.

He didn't really want to know about the first half of Comrade Liu Ran's life here.

Qin Mo smiled, "It's okay, I can catch dinner when I go out."

After hearing this sentence, Qi Yan sat on the ground and patted the seat beside him naturally.

"Sit, let me lean on."

"Got it." The other party smiled vaguely.

Qi Yan ignored him and leaned on his shoulder mercilessly.

"The legs are still weak?"

"No." Closing his eyelids, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Liu Ran was still young at that time."

That's all he said.

Qin Mo could understand.

In the picture that just appeared, the boy can only see the sky outside the window. ——Not tall, at most ten years old.

"Obviously, it seems that he is such a..." A sunny and straightforward person.

"Yes." Qin Mo rubbed Qi Yan's hair.

"Sometimes, I really don't understand what kind of existence the system is."

"..." Qi Yan didn't open his eyes.

"He doesn't seem to just want to screen candidates." The male voice was as deep as ever.

It tests us, destroys us, and rebuilds us all the time.

Let people separate and meet again and again.

Qin Mo didn't continue, and turned to Liu Ran.

"I guess, this time when we come out of the dream, he will be able to face such fears."

Qi Yan responded, touched his knee with his hand, and spread it out.

"Hold hands, because it's black."

Qin Mo smiled and passed his hand over.

Although dark, but because the two are outsiders, they can really see each other.

"I haven't heard you comment on the system so seriously." The two fingers crossed and clenched.

He laughed out loud, "Because this place is not controlled by the system, just scold at will."

He said it as if he had never complained before.

But... out of control?

"Then before the TV series starts, why don't you tell me a story?" Qi Yan slightly raised his head, just in time to see his side face.

"Tell a story?" Qin Mo looked down at him without refusing: "Little friend, what do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear from you." He rubbed the warm fingertips in his hand.

"..." It seemed that for a moment, Qin Mo was a little surprised.

"What's wrong? My lord."

"There are really no good stories." He carefully selected, "I didn't know you at that time, so it's boring."

Qi Yan exerted a little force and pinched his hand.

"Hiss..." Qin Mo gasped, "Let me think again, don't rush to silence."

"1 minute, fast."

"Let's think about it..." He had a bitter face, his pretty lips pursed into a slit.

"Let me tell you about my first reference." Qin Mo's face was filled with the expression of going to death calmly.

"The exam question was written by me, and the name is "Crack."

"You came out?"

"En." Qin Mo quickly picked his lower jaw.

"The main character in the book is a young boy who suffers from a mental illness."

You can't be an ordinary boy.

"Actually, the question is also simple. It is to let the candidates stay in a room and put all the things in their hands in the designated places."

"……Gone?"

"Gone."

"... What are you holding?"

Qi Yan's eyes were full of inquiry.

The other party laughed: "Glasses, glass balls, and mirrors, that's all three."

Also fragile items.

This guy is bad.

"What happens if it breaks? Points deducted?"

"No, time speeds up."

It's more terrible than deducting points.

He didn't want to comment, so he squeezed Qin Mo's fingers.

"Tell me, what is the disease?"

It's too simple to just return things to their original places.

The man lowered his long and narrow eyes: "Perceptual disturbance."

Qi Yan was appalled, "Vicious supervisor."

In this disease, in the eyes of patients, space, distance, and size are all distorted.

And put the glass back on the shelf

Steady is good enough.

The supervisor who was scolded was dumb, "Okay, I'm vicious."

After laughing at himself, he laughed again: "When the exam started, the room was full of candidates ready to move. It's a pity that the pioneers...cough, anyway, in the end, not many people passed."

if not?

Do you still have to heal yourself before taking the exam?

"Hey, little Qi Yan, what look do you have?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're vicious."

"..." Qin Mo frowned.

Qin's vicious self-healing ability is good, and he continued: "It was in that exam that I met Kondo."

"That dwarf was like a nesting doll, squatting in the corner motionless."

"Until someone's glass is broken, and the one in her arms..."

Candidates can recognize each other except for the existence of bugs. The whole room is like a kaleidoscope of strange color blocks.

After taking half a step, the screen will rotate and distort.

"She could see the man's intentions, but there was a big gap between the two in terms of size and strength."

"I decided at the time that this little dwarf must have some way to survive."

"But unexpectedly, she broke her glass directly in front of the man."

As expected of a senior member of the reference staff.

"Then the glass ball."

"The audience is silent."

"The time-accelerated system prompt plays twice in a row."

If the man takes the last mirror, he will be under pressure to get out quickly.

"So during the 5-minute countdown, all the candidates watched as she put the mirror back in place."

Qi Yan raised his head and looked at Qin Mo, "Kondo is probably the wildest reference."

This kind of woman who starts desperate mode at the slightest disagreement is scary.

"but……"

He pouted: "Is this your story?"

"...Forget it?" Qin Mo generously continued to be vicious.

"..."

"Don't you wonder how she put things back?"

"No." Qi Yan said indifferently.

He is more concerned about how old Qin Mo was at that time, how long he had been in the system, whether anyone was with him, whether he felt lonely...

The people around him didn't seem to be able to guess what he was thinking, and just looked at him with a smile: "Kondo, close your eyes."

Since you can't tell the truth from the truth, you simply don't read it.

That short girl with dirty braids once told Qin Mo: "Boss, living in the system, even the world is fake, so don't care if you can."

In a daze, Qi Yan seemed to understand why this book was called "Crack".

Here, space and time are virtual, and it is difficult to distinguish authenticity from falsehood.It seems to be a stormy sea, but for someone, it has nothing to do with it.

He stretched out his other hand to make Qin Mo lower his head, forcing him to look directly at him.

The voice was neither loud nor small, with some hostility.

"I am real."

"You remember it for me."

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