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The girl's face was clear and real, especially those eyes...very clear, but Zhang Chaoquan didn't see any focal length from the eyes, they were empty and dull.

Zhang Chaoquan shivered in fright, and sat down on the ground. He opened his mouth and wanted to say: Aren't you a black shadow? Why do you suddenly have a face?

But he still didn't have the guts to say it out, the girl was neither angry nor annoyed, and the other shadows continued their actions indifferently. After a while, Zhang Chaoquan climbed up from the ground tremblingly and helped pick up the plates on the ground.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Chaoquan returned the plate to the girl, regardless of whether the girl understood or not, he apologized in a low voice, "How about I make another copy for you?"

"..."

The girl glanced at him lightly, then turned around and left without saying a word.

The black began to wrap around her body again, turning her into a black shadow and dissipating into the crowd.

Zhang Chaoquan was puzzled, and suddenly remembered the food residue on the ground, and wanted to deal with it, but when he looked down, he saw that the ground was empty, as if nothing had happened.

Holding his own tray, he murmured to himself, "It's really strange...how can she hold two plates."

"Hey, don't get in the way ahead."

"Hurry up, there will be exams later."

The shadow behind him began to urge.

Looking at the dazzling array of canteen dishes at the other end of the window, Zhang Chaoquan moved his index finger.

After all, the canteen in the dungeon does not need to swipe the meal card. He wanted to choose all of them, but suddenly he noticed that the two eyes on the face of the canteen aunt who couldn't see clearly were staring at him vaguely. Swipe around, or swallow.

His heart skipped a beat, he pointed at a few things casually, and then hurriedly slipped away.

Zhang Chaoquan took a long breath carefully.

Standing by the side, he picked up his chopsticks and poked a piece of stewed potato.

Putting it in the mouth, the dense taste mixed with the sauce spread from the tip of the tongue to the entire mouth in an instant. Zhang Chaopan twisted his face and said it was delicious.

He took a few more pairs of chopsticks casually, and leisurely walked towards the players who were 30 meters away.

While walking, the phone suddenly vibrated.Zhang Chaoquan stopped next to him, biting his chopsticks, and glanced at the new news from the Nianduan group.

"Qiao Yuyu...?"

Zhang Chaoquan stared at the photo on the screen with his eyes narrowed, wondering why this Qiao Yuyu looked so familiar.

"Zhang Chaoquan."

He suddenly heard someone calling himself by name and surname behind him, he pulled out of his thoughts all of a sudden, and turned his head to look subconsciously - the sharp pain in the neck instantly burst out with the blood, and then spread to the central nervous system, He didn't even react, his eyes went dark——

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the floor is very cold.

Zhang Chaoquan seemed to be a little conscious. He only felt that he fell heavily on the ground, but he didn't feel any pain... In his terrified eyes, a pair of house slippers appeared, and he saw a body one meter away from him, bleeding.

The black shadow surrounded him, laughing strangely.

Across a rotten wooden cabinet board, Qiangzi felt the vibration of footsteps getting closer and closer, and it was still heading in his direction!

He huddled in the cabinet, rubbing his hands, dripping with cold sweat.

He closed his eyes tightly, ready to be discovered, but the next second when his heartbeat was extremely accelerated - the woman screamed violently, piercing through the eardrums.

"Ahhh!! Where are you going!!!"

"Stop for me!!!"

Qiangzi opened his eyes, full of astonishment.

Immediately there was a burst of trampling from near to far in the room, and the sound in the archive room soon disappeared.

After adjusting his breathing, he gently pushed the cabinet open a crack, and saw that there was no one in the room.

Quietly.

"But, what about business??"

[Oh no, did you just run away?The anchor has the guts to run, but why doesn't he have the guts to single out an NPC?]

【Ha ha ha yes yes】

【Tsk, this little head is really pitiful】

[Can the one in front shut up?Taunting newcomers here every day, is it annoying?]

Chu Queshang found that since the number of viewers increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, the bullet screen was really messy, with all kinds of remarks, provocations, and even small advertisements.

But he didn't pay attention to it spontaneously, unless there were too many of them and they were brushed too fast, so he had to pay attention.

The pictures in the live broadcast room clearly came to the "climax" moment of the chase.This is also the audience's favorite.

Outside the screen, many "people" are sitting next to a chair or sofa, watching the anchor's behavior and looking forward to his next move.

The time passed almost, and the teacher NPC who came back from the cafeteria almost completely surrounded the office building.

Chu Queshang understood that there was obviously no chance to go downstairs now, so he might as well take the opportunity to lure the English teacher out so that Qiangzi could breathe.

Chu Queshang's face was tense, and he did not see the laziness before.

Carrying the crushed head beyond recognition, he raised his feet and ran towards the end of the corridor.

Before he came in, he had noticed that the office building was a bungalow just like the dormitory building, and logically speaking, there would be a ladder to the roof at the end.

So when Chu Queshang ran over quickly, he saw a rusty ladder standing in the air as expected.Seeing it trembling in the air, it seems that it can give an illusion that it can fall if it is unstable.

Seeing the red-eyed female teacher chasing after him, Chu Queshang carried the head and climbed up to the rooftop with difficulty without thinking.

These actions were obviously not enough, he turned over, and when the NPC was about to arrive, he quickly flipped the patio cover back heavily.

"Boom—"

The noise seemed to be finally cut off at this moment.

Chu Queshang fell to the ground, looking at the cloudless, single vast sky, panting.

What to do next.

The familiar wind blew past again, he tilted his head and squinted at the head beside him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Whether it's sadness, confusion, or regret—it's all very subtle.

"..."

Chu Queshang, whose vision suddenly touched something, suddenly sat up from the bangbang hard floor.

He noticed a black tentacles slowly climbing up the wall, towards the song.

Fuck me.

Chu Queshang almost didn't even need to think about it, he knew that it must be a mutant NPC with a lingering spirit.

He grabbed his head numbly and backed away.

Given his height, from this angle, he could see many figures of Heisuosuo downstairs rushing towards him—the tentacles were gradually approaching crookedly, and the bird's voice of the English teacher could be faintly heard.

A cold sweat slipped silently across the door.

Only then did Chu Queshang realize that he seemed a little impulsive and shouldn't run up to the rooftop.

The cold wind was bitter, and there were crackling noises on the sides of the ears, as if announcing the date of death.The light-brown hair was gently blown by the cool wind.

——At this time, a very strange scene appeared under the corner of the building.

The author has something to say: send a leaflet here~

Push the serial article of Xiaojiyou ~ it is [Lily Emotion Flow] Oh, it is cool, dazzling and fashionable (mistake quq

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"The Witch and Her Unlucky Little One"

by well or

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"Welcome, player No. [-], your randomly drawn identity is:

witch. "

The strongest witch in the mainland——Lilith Wenxin overturned her car, and a prayer spell prayed herself into the live broadcast of the werewolf killing game.

Looking at the identity card in his hand, and two bottles of potions, one red and one purple:

"Oh, being a witch is something I know well."

Qiu Tian is a big anchor known for her "unlucky" attribute.

She plays werewolf killing, if she takes a prophet, she will be stabbed first; if she takes a werewolf, she will be investigated first.

But she found that she seemed to have hugged a thigh in the game by accident——

When Qiutian is targeted blindly, her thighs can always fall from the sky, saving the beauty in a heroic way;

Playing on the grave of the rules of the game, messing up the game, just to prevent Qiu Tian from being out;

Even if the two are in different camps, the thigh will betray the camp just to protect her...

The only fly in the ointment is that the thigh does not seem to be a real person.

"You are my thing.

As long as I'm alive, it's impossible to let you die. "

But, but, if you fall in love with a virtual character who is destined to be lost after the game is over,

what can we do about it?

1. Werewolf killing virtual live broadcast setting + fusion battle royale, it doesn't matter if you haven't played it before, the author doesn't know how to play it, private setting like Himalayas

2. The Witch from Another World x Silly White Sweet Little Unlucky Host is a sister post

3. Three days a day, updated every night at nine o'clock

If you like it, please collect it, puppy goodbye~

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