I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

They were delayed in that utility room for a long time, and it was almost dark when the two walked slowly from the playground back to the dormitory.

This school is trying to cover up the fact that these are black materials. From the fact that they hired ten transfer students to fill in the gaps to confuse the upper class, we know that they can't avenge the girl, they will only cover this stinky past with dust.

They have no way of knowing what happened to the girl who committed suicide by jumping off the building, and they can only glimpse a corner of the past that stinks like a stinky gutter from the traces that have not been wiped clean.

Xiaoling walked up to the fourth floor, and saw Shen Yunying walking away in a hurry from the window.

She ran away with her head down, looking eager.

There are two staircases in the male dormitory, and she walked from the other staircase, so it was perfectly staggered with them.

"She ran from the girls' dormitory to the boys' dormitory..." Xiaoling's words stopped abruptly after he pushed open the door of the dormitory.

Just on his desk, on the desk he tidied up before going out, there was a phone with a black casing that shouldn't exist.

Feng Congmian's face darkened, he walked over and took the phone in his hand.

Xiaoling, who was put on things, was not in a hurry, he patted Feng Congmian on the shoulder: "Let's see what's in the phone first?"

The size of this mobile phone is very consistent with the suspicious traces left by Li Jiaojun and the others at the scene of their death. Although it is not certain that it came from there, it is certainly not a good thing.

Feng Congmian checked the communication software in the phone, and confirmed that the owner of this phone is also a student of this high school.

He seems to have disappeared three days ago. Someone asked him why he didn't reply to the message in the communication software, and he didn't reply.

Xiaoling clicked on a software on the phone that looked similar to the popular game software in the real world.

It was also three days ago that I discovered his last account.

And it was reported that he hung up halfway through the game.

Xiaoling raised her eyebrows: "Did this buddy get killed halfway through the game?"

Feng Congmian's expression remained calm.

Xiaoling patted him on the shoulder helplessly: "It's not a big deal, if it really came to me at night, wouldn't I still have you?"

This sentence had a little effect on Feng Congmian, but judging from his still dark face, it really only had a little effect.

The last thing they look at are photos.

If you are a person who likes to take pictures, then his photo album can provide a lot of information.

And the first photo in the album is creepy.

The background of the photo is a pure white nothingness, and the person inside looks terrified, his eyes are wide open as if they are about to fall off, and his mouth is wide open to pat the invisible transparent barrier in front of him, as if he really wants to get out of the photo.

The photo freezes at this moment.

It was fixed at 10:30 p.m. on May [-]st three days ago, which happened to coincide with the time on the game record.

The following pictures are all normal selfies or food photos, and it is almost certain that the first photo is him.

They clicked back to the first one.

"Wait? Was there this black shadow in this place?" Xiaoling pointed to a corner of the photo. Behind the panicked person, there was a dark shadow on the pure white background.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow seemed to move forward a little more. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the boy in the photo who was full of pimples became even more frightened when the black shadow appeared.

The shadow seemed to be smiling at them.

Although it was just a black shadow that could barely make out the shape of a human being, Xiaoling felt that it was smiling at her for no reason.

Feng Congmian frowned: "What shadow?"

"It's right here, can't you see it?" Xiaoling pointed to the weird black shadow again.

Feng Congmian took a closer look at the phone, but still didn't see the so-called black shadow, his tone slowly sank: "I can't see it."

Could this black shadow be seen only by him?Is it because he got the death condition...

Xiaoling withdrew his hand, if he wasn't sure at first, but now this ominous shadow almost confirmed the fact of his death condition.

Feng Congmian also reacted, frowning so much that he could almost kill a fly.

Xiaoling was really big-hearted, he took the phone over and flipped through the photos below, and soon found a photo from a week ago.

A little over a week ago there were two prominent photos, the only ones the owner of the phone took on that day.

In the photo, it was a girl in a water-blue skirt standing on the roof of the teaching building.

The girl looked numbly at the crowd below who were taking pictures with their mobile phones to watch the excitement. Her toes were already hanging in the air, and her body was leaning forward dangerously. Just looking at the photos, she could tell that she was crumbling at that time, but the girl's eyes were empty. Without a trace of fear.

And the next one is a photo of her falling to the ground and lying in a pool of blood.

Xiaoling wanted to pass the photo to Feng Congmian, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the girl in the photo slowly raised her head towards him, showing an "innocent" smile, with blood continuously spreading from her mouth and nose along with the smile After coming out, the whites of the eyes also completely disappeared, and the eyes looked like a dark hole, a bottomless abyss that could suck people into it.

Xiaoling raised her head slightly, and found that Feng Congmian's expression hadn't changed at all.

It seems that only you can see it again.

Not wanting the man to worry too much, Xiaoling pretended not to see it calmly.

The girl in the photo returned to her original form, as if everything just now was just an illusion, but this made people even more creepy.

Feng Congmian tried to delete the photo.

"Warning! Warning! Photo deletion failed, please do not try again!"

After the phone heated up for a while, such a line of red words jumped out.

Feng Congmian simply took the phone and threw it directly into the toilet. Watching it sink slowly, he pressed the flush button without hesitation to give it a ride.

Just before disappearing completely, a sinister laughter and piercing screams echoed in the toilet.

It looks like the man in the photo was finally caught by the shadow.

A voice came from the door of the dormitory. It was the bean sprouts who had been soaking in the library all day had returned.

Xiaoling took a bite of the bread she bought from the grocery store, and before she could say anything, Feng Congmian's gaze froze.

He followed Feng Congmian's line of sight, and saw the mobile phone that should have been washed away, but now it was lying on Xiaoling's table dripping with water.

A mobile phone that cannot be thrown away, and photos that cannot be deleted.

An invisible resentment emanated from the black phone, as if mocking their useless efforts.

The dormitory was so quiet for a moment that it didn't look like there were three living people in it.

Even the pale incandescent lamp overhead suddenly flickered a few times.

Xiaoling broke the silence, he took out his phone, flipped through the photos, and found that it can be used normally even if it gets wet.

The expression of the panicked person in the photo turned into pain, and the black shadow was tightly wrapped around his body. Feeling Xiaoling's gaze, the black shadow raised his head and slowly grinned.

The mouth was a scarlet arc, and when it was completely split, it almost split Sombra's face in two.

Xiaoling slowly raised the corners of her mouth, and the end of her eyes upward, with an indescribable provocation.

Even though he knew he couldn't throw it away, Xiaoling casually threw the phone outside on the balcony.

Then he took out an item from the magic eye system.

He comforted Feng Congmian, who was so irritable that he wanted to chop up the phone directly: "Isn't there still it?"

The rag doll looked at them with a smile, and the button-stitched eyes were a little cute.

Feng Congmian's expression softened a little, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the doll.

The doll's belly was pinched, and it even made a laughing sound.

Xiaoling recognized this as a beeping voice.

This is the prop he got in the second magic world.

The second magic world is a special magic world, and the props given are also very useful, allowing the doll to transform into him at night and become a substitute.

As long as it is used properly, it is completely a gold medal for avoiding death.

Although it is only a one-time item, it is definitely the most useful item he currently has. If it is put on the magic eye forum, it will be grabbed by people.

Before the phone came back, Xiaoling stuffed the doll into her bed and finished, then rolled herself into Feng Congmian's bed.

The doll lay obediently on the bed, and Xiaoling also obediently lay on the bed.

Feng Congmian's movements suddenly slowed down, and his ears were still red.

Although they have shared the same bed for a long time, the bed in the dormitory is very small, and the two of them are too crowded, so they can only sleep tightly together, which is different from the big bed they have slept in before.

Feng Congmian quietly lifted the quilt and lay down, her long legs squeezed between Xiaoling's legs forcefully, and the breaths of the two slowly blended.

Xiaoling blinked slowly at him, and wrapped her legs around him.

Feng Congmian couldn't help but react to the vigorous and resilient slender body in his embrace.

Although this was not the first time he had reacted to him, but before he had forced his brother to stop before he woke up, it was the first time he had such a strong shameful reaction face to face while awake.

Feng Congmian scolded himself secretly.

Xiaoling watched his sexy Adam's apple move up and down, and asked ignorantly, "Are you thirsty?"

Those eyes full of blue sea looked at him right and wrong.

If it wasn't for the lack of teasing in his eyes, Feng Congmian would have thought he was teasing him.

Feng Congmian tried his best to move out, so as not to let the brother who was slowly raising his head and getting more and more arrogant touch him.

It always feels like something is stuck.

Xiaoling tilted his head strangely, he didn't think about it at all since he usually doesn't have any desire.

I don't know when the lights were turned off, which made all this more ambiguous.

Feng Congmian said with difficulty in a somewhat hoarse voice: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

He reached out and patted Xiaoling's back, putting him to sleep like a baby.

He was not used to it at first, but now he is a skilled worker for this kind of proper sleep.

The familiar rhythm slowly made Xiao Ling close her eyes.

Feeling his gradually calm breathing, Feng Congmian's nerves that had been tense and collapsing slowly relaxed, and he approached his brother who had been refusing to stop, trying to lighten the fire.

It's a pity that it was useless at all, and even backfired, so I couldn't help but smile bitterly.