Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

The light in the room gradually dimmed.The desk lamp by the bed was turned off, and the moonlight outside the window was blocked by clouds at some point, only the street lamps pouring in from the road provided a little light.

This bit of light made everything in front of him even more gloomy - the woman had poked her head out of the mirror.

Li Qingqing was a little out of breath, she was suppressed to the extreme, the sobbing in her nasal cavity became heavier and heavier, and after a while, it might explode uncontrollably.

In such a frightening environment of isolation, sound was the only way to make noise.

"The estimated completion rate is 50.00%."

Every string has a limit.

Mu Qinyan didn't expect Li Qingqing to last forever.There was no need for him to keep her completely quiet, as long as Li Qingqing didn't scream, the hint wouldn't take effect.

The female ghost's neck made the sound of bones twisting, and its twisted body stiffened and shrugged. It kept stretching its shoulders and neck and wanted to climb out of the mirror, but it seemed to be suppressed all the time, unable to go any further.

It's just that the horrible facial features exposed from the dry and yellow hair, with a hideous smile.Even though the eyes were covered with a white film, there was a solid hatred.

This kind of hatred is like a needle glow, making Li Qingqing tremble all over.It can't move yet. This knowledge calms down the fear in her heart a little, and a question arises uncontrollably, why does she hate herself?

Li Qingqing has lived until now, and he thinks that he has not done anything that can turn a person into a ghost after death and seek revenge on her.

"You...Why did you come to me..." Her voice trembled violently, incoherent because of fear.The door is locked, there is no way to escape, and no one will come to rescue her, so she can only try another way, self-salvation, "I have no grievances with you, why... come to me." Li Qingqing He swallowed, ignoring the strange familiarity in his heart.

"I have no...you and I have no grievances..." The old female ghost's voice was weird and sharp, and she began to repeat these words intermittently.

"You and I... have no grievances or enmity..."

Is she really, just repeating what Li Qingqing said meaninglessly?

Mu Qinyan frowned slightly.

The female ghost's eyes were stained with a tinge of red light, it was already unconscious, but at this moment, this sentence aroused a monstrous hatred.From the throat, three words came out with difficulty - kill you.

What did this survivor do?

Li Qingqing almost suffocated under this snake-like gaze.She realized very clearly that as long as this female ghost could escape from the mirror, she would definitely kill her.

"The estimated completion rate is 60.00%."

Since that is the case.

She stood up and grabbed the lightweight wooden chair from the side of the door.The tear-stained face, the choking and sobbing that have not subsided, all mixed in the ruthlessness of breaking the boat.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity and act first.

"Warning, the estimated completion rate fluctuates violently."

Mu Qinyan stood in a dark corner without taking any measures.Survivors are survivors, and even if the memory is sealed away, the things in the bones cannot be erased.

Facing the ghost woman's hateful gaze, Li Qingqing smashed all the mirrors in the bedroom, and the fragments scattered all over the floor, reflecting a dim light.

Did this kill it, or set it free?

The desk lamp came back on.

"Estimated completion has dropped significantly..."

Li Qingqing went from whispering to screaming nervously: "No matter what I do, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Mu Qinyan sighed slightly.The hatred in the body has reached its peak and has begun to affect reality.His figure gradually emerged from the darkness.In Li Qingqing's eyes, he was stooped and thin.

The evil ghost in the mirror is just a projection created by Mu Qinyan. It is an illusion to be suppressed, and it is also an illusion to be unable to break free.Regardless of whether the mirror is destroyed or not, it is destined to have no effect from the beginning.

At this moment, the evil spirit that really wanted to kill Li Qingqing became real under the nourishment of countless dark emotions in the bedroom.

There is an eye hidden in all the fragments on the ground, and the eyeball covered with red silk is staring at Li Qingqing firmly, like a shackle, like an evil barrier, handcuffing her tightly.

"Don't come here...don't come here..." Li Qingqing's emotions finally broke down. She scrambled and scrambled to hit the door, but the door was like an iron block, not loose at all.

A pair of pale ghost claws grabbed her by the throat.

This old ghost woman who appeared from the air squeezed out a satisfied smile, her thin body trembled slightly, and during Li Qingqing's struggle, she kept repeating a sentence: "I avenged you, I avenged you..."

"Completion 90.00%..."

...

"One hundred percent complete."

"The survivor Li Qingqing died. The host got 3400 points, and the remaining points are 4900."

Li Qingqing fought the survival war for the second time, and was thrown into the D-level war-torn world. She replaced the body of an old woman, weak and useless.

Having already learned a lesson in the first world and nearly dying, she began to know that if she wanted to survive in this game, she must abandon all unnecessary pity and weakness, seize every opportunity she could, and plunder points.

There are so many survivors thrown into the D-level world, variables and death go hand in hand.Maybe in the next second, she, a rookie who doesn't have any guaranteed points, will be killed directly because of the death of her own boss.

Fortunately, every identity arranged by the Lord God will not be useless.Her camp belongs to the villain, but the son of this body is an upright little boss because he once took in the down-and-out protagonist.

It's too easy to deal with such a gentle, filial, kind, bad guy.Li Qingqing killed the unsuspecting "son" almost without wasting any effort.

Maybe he didn't know until his death how his mother, who taught him to be kind and upright since childhood, could become so cruel overnight.

Possess her body and kill her son.The soul that has not completely dissipated can only watch all this, she can't do anything, can't touch it, can't touch it.Hatred imprisoned her soul, but did not give her the power to take revenge.

Until today, the resentment of the lost soul was finally released, and she avenged her son and herself.

But as far as Li Qingqing was concerned, what did she do wrong?She just wanted to live.

Everything before Mu Qinyan's eyes gradually shattered, and this world no longer had any meaning for the main god.

"The world of the first redemption collapsed.

Enter the world of the Second Atonement. "

"Survivor: Wang Bing.

The object of this redemption: c-level world, friends. "

"The survivors have entered the Land of Atonement, the countdown starts at 10...9...8..."

Eight ten in the evening, Yude High School.

The ear-piercing bell rang in the aisle. It was the middle of the first evening self-study and the second evening self-study, and there was a 15-minute break.

Wang Bing waited for a class, and finally got out of the classroom. He was playing with the things in his pockets, and he was absent-mindedly saying hello to the students along the way, his eyes kept looking down.

Yude High School is not big. The teaching buildings are connected on all sides, like a huge Chinese character, enclosing the flower bed and rockery in the center.

There is an old tree in the flower bed, in the eyes of Wang Bing, it is really pitiful.Blocked by several gloomy teaching buildings, only a little sunshine can be seen at noon.

This made him feel sympathetic, after all, he was the same.

Wang Bing walked to the corner he frequented, looked around, made sure there was no one there, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a puff of white mist.

He is not interested in studying, and he has no plans to go to university. Every day in this building is just dawdling.

The teaching building on the east side is slightly longer, and two more classrooms have been built outside.The classrooms are now empty, filled with desks and chairs.It is not easy to be found by the patrolling teacher, so he often hides here to smoke.

The teaching building used for class is the one facing the playground in the south, and the teacher's office is in the west building.The north and the east are places where few people come, such as the computer room and the archives room.

So this derived northeast corner is like an extra section, remote and dilapidated.Especially since he was still on the fifth floor.

Scarlet cigarette butts flickered in the dark.There were dim lights in the far corridor.

Wang Bing squinted his eyes, enjoying the moment of comfort brought by swallowing clouds and fog.Behind him, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.