When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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"That's enough, I can't take it anymore," a thin boy stood up nervously. Among all the people present, this boy had no chance of winning at all.

"I have never bullied anyone, nor have I done any bad things, why should I participate in this game."

"If one person makes a mistake, all sentient beings are guilty."

A calm voice came from the speaker, "How many times have you witnessed bullying and crimes, why have you never chosen to stand up, what is the difference between your indifference and crime?"

The reason why a bully can openly become a bully is because he grew up in a suitable environment. When everyone agrees, it gives the soil for evil to grow wantonly, and the seeds of evil absorb nutrients crazily, covering the sky and the sun.

"Now, the game continues."

As soon as the words fell, the boy who spoke just now couldn't stand this kind of torture anymore.

With a speed that no one could react, he drew the dagger on the ground and slashed at his neck, scarlet liquid gushing out.

The dagger fell to the ground, and the boy fell down.

"Okay, you have one less competitor, let's continue the game."

Except for Shen Linchuan, Sheng Li, Ji Jiayu, and Xu Chenyu, who Qian Ling was more familiar with, there was no one else present.

Qianling's consciousness at this moment is not very clear.

The chill in the rain just now had penetrated through the thin clothes and invaded his already delicate bones. He should have felt the cold, but Qian Ling felt as if his body had been set on fire, burning all the way from his body to his head.

Nestled in Sheng Li's arms, he began to move restlessly.

The high temperature of his body made his whole body glow with a layer of vivid pink, which spread from his cheeks, earlobes to his waist, and clearly displayed in front of everyone's eyes through his semi-wet clothes.

Sheng Li's body froze.

This untimely fire burned from Qian Ling's body to his, and it became hot and hot from the touching skin.

Obviously in a scene like purgatory, but the young man in front of him is spotless, beautiful like a swaying flower, fragile and beautiful.

He is the last person who should be involved in this 'king game', and even spare no effort in the game to save other students in the game.

At this moment, the person in his arms was frowning, his eyelashes were trembling unbearably, his lips were bright red with the moisture from his breath, and his body temperature was frighteningly hot.

This is clearly a state of fever.

Sheng Li's eyes never moved away from Qian Ling's body for a moment, he didn't seem to care about the progress of the game at all, and he only cared about the boy who was more cherished than the baby in front of him.

Mixed with the overheated body temperature, the fragrance of Qianling's body became more obvious.

"He didn't belong to our class, isn't it too much to punish him together?"

Sheng Li looked in the direction of the broadcasting room.

If everyone is guilty of sin, then Qianling is the white rose that cannot be stained by sin.

After a cassette-like silence came from the speaker, a voice with a wicked smile sounded, "Why do you care about him so much? I forgot. He is indeed very attractive, and I am reluctant to kill him."

"Well, I'll give you another chance."

"As long as I kill the other people present, I'll end the game and let you leave safely with your baby, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the already quiet air almost froze.

Qian Ling couldn't hear what the 'King' said. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The breath he exhaled was hot and fragrant. He frowned deeply, hating the smell of blood here.

I really want to leave as soon as possible.

Ke Shengli hugged him tightly, pulled his wrist, and swept across the other people present.

If he really made a move, Sheng Li's chances of winning would undoubtedly be the greatest.

Seeing that they did not respond for a long time.

The 'King' couldn't help urging, "It's already come to this point, it's a pity to give up. There is no monitoring here. After killing everyone, no one will know that you did it."

"What are you waiting for?"

Qian Ling was placed beside him.

Driven by that voice, Sheng Li slowly stood up.

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Although Qian Ling was unconscious, she was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Sheng Li, what are you going to do?"

"Take you away."

Such words are tantamount to provoking a declaration of war.

The rest of the sitting people also stood up.

Sheng Li looked at Xu Chenyu and lowered his voice, "Stay here and take care of him." He looked like Ji Jiayu and Shen Linchuan, "You two follow me to the broadcasting room."

All three were stunned.

Under the instructions one after another, they almost forgot to resist.

But nothing has worse consequences than cannibalism.

A group of people left the playground and quickly approached the broadcasting room in the teaching building.

After kicking open the door of the broadcasting room, it was empty inside.

Their whole building has more than one exit.

Sheng Li looked down at the window and slammed his fist on the fence.

as predicted,

Apart from the fainted Xu Chenyu, Qian Ling's figure disappeared from the playground in the distance.

In Qianling's semi-consciousness, he heard someone whispering in his ear, "How dare he leave you alone? I don't know if the baby is not well hidden, it will be snatched away%3F"

"Where are you taking me?"

Qian Ling's cell phone in his pocket began to be bombarded continuously, vibrating non-stop.

The boy holding him clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"You are so popular."

After that, he reached out and fumbled in Qianling's pocket.

When looking for a mobile phone, it is unavoidable to come across Qianling's large %2F legs%2C The pockets of the school pants are only a single layer of material, and after being wet by the rain, they almost stick to the skin.

Qianling's body temperature was high, and when she was touched by the cold fingertips, her whole body trembled, and a thin hum escaped from her throat.

He thought that the other party would press the phone, but he didn't expect the other party to put the phone in his hand.

"Don't you want to see who called you?"

Qian Ling looked at the 'King' in confusion.

He had a face that was almost identical to Shen Linchuan's.

After the call was connected, the voices of several people rang out at the same time, overlapping one another, and it was impossible to hear what was being said.

They also found this problem.

Sheng Li said, "Where have you been?"

Although he has tried his best to restrain himself, the tension in his voice can still be heard.

Qianling opened her mouth, "I—"

He only uttered one syllable before his mouth was gagged by cold fingers.

The lower jaw is pinched.

Qianling's head was in confusion, and he didn't react for a while, when a small bead in the middle of his upper lip hit his fingertip.

The fingertips pressed against the soft, rosy lips, exerted a bit of force maliciously, and grinded repeatedly tirelessly.

"He's in my hand."

Ji Jiayu snapped back and said, "What did you do to him? Let me tell you, if you dare to touch him, I will never let you go!"

"Ha ha."

The boy lowered his head.

The young man nestled in his arms was like a ball of soft and waxy cotton, his wet hair stuck to his cheeks, his cheeks were pink, his beautiful eyelashes were trembling, and his eyes were much more sparkling than usual A hazy mist.

After an hour or so of rain, there was an immediate response.

I'm afraid he doesn't need to do anything at all, the high fever alone can make people stupid.

He suddenly lost interest in arguing with the person on the other end of the phone.

"Killed by me, go and collect the corpse."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

The phone kept ringing, but he pretended he didn't hear it.

As soon as he raised his head, he bumped into Qian Ling's pitiful big cat-like eyes, and his voice was as hoarse as glutinous rice balls mixed with crushed peanuts, "What did you say?"

Gee.

It's this coquettish and pitiful look that makes him soft-handed again and again.

When he didn't speak, Qian Ling kept looking at him, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and struggled to support himself.

"I don't know your name yet?"

The boy paused, but silently tightened his hand holding Qianling,

He heard a few indistinct words before falling asleep.

"It does not matter."

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When Qian Ling woke up again, looking at the clean ceiling, it took a long time for her whole body to react sluggishly.

what.

He thought he would go straight back to the middle station after failing the mission, but it seemed he was still in the instance.

Qian Ling tried to sit up from the hospital bed, his fever had just subsided, the needle was buried in the back of his white jade hand, and there were still more than half of the bottle that had not been infused.

Sweat was still glistening on his plump forehead, his snow-white cheeks were pink, and his head was also dizzy.

"you're awake."

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Qian Ling looked in the direction of the sound and saw two little brothers in police uniforms sitting beside the hospital bed.

The young policeman, who was used to business affairs, paused when he saw the beautiful and fragile boy, and unconsciously lightened his tone, "Don't worry, it's all right now, the rest of the students are also cooperating We take notes."

The young policeman spread out his notebook.

"Can you tell us what happened? Do you know who did all this?"

Qianling's eyelashes trembled.

He could not tell lies in the first place, but at this moment his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were slightly lowered, and he pursed his dry lips nervously, making his innocent face more obedient.

"Don't be nervous, this is just a routine questioning of the victim." The young policeman handed over a cup of hot water, "You can remember well and tell us what you know."

Qianling held the cup of hot water.

When asked if he had seen the face of the 'king', Qian Ling firmly held the water glass with his fingers, lowered his head and shook his head, looking extremely tired.

For him, recalling these victims is indeed cruel.

The young policeman closes his notebook.

"Then let's go here first for today's inquiry. If you think of anything, please feel free to contact us."

When the police left, Qian Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky after the rain was extraordinarily bright, and the breeze blowing in from the window brought a faint fragrance of flowers.

Qian Ling turned his head.

On the table beside the bed is a large bouquet of bright white roses.

Qianling was slightly stunned.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang with a familiar vibration.

He turns on the phone.

A text message with a familiar format jumped out.

[Receiver of instructions: Qianling

Command time limit: lifetime

Instruction content: peace and joy. 】

And the sender's name has also changed from the original "king" with unknown meaning to his real name.