[full-time expert] Qiao Yifan is a girl

At 9:45pm, Qiao Yifan stood up, shouted to the other party, and rushed over cheerfully. Ye Xiu welcomed her with open arms. She had never been so happy before. She wanted to apologize to senior. She didn't want to make senior feel bad. Senior... …

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow !

Brush it.

Qiao Yifan's legs suddenly slowed down, she heard loud screams from passers-by, and the sound of someone running past, but she couldn't lift her legs, the soles of her feet stuck to the stone bricks, like a wax figure.

Senior, he...

At 9:40pm, Qiao Yifan suddenly woke up from the bench. She seemed to be asleep, dreaming about absurd things, but she was still walking crookedly along that road subconsciously. Always by her side, the transparent ghost has disappeared.

"Yifan!" Someone saw him in the distance, and slowly ran over with open arms, and behind him, a large cargo that was rickety turned around.

Qiao Yifan only remembered that she ran forward with all her strength, her mouth could not make a sound, her throat could only pant, tears brushed her cheeks, she tried her best to run to the side of the senior, pushed hard to the right, and the man fell hard to the ground , before he had time to express his surprise, he saw that the girl disappeared together with the big truck as the street lights tilted into the distance.

Brush it.

At 9:40pm, Qiao Yifan sat up, couldn't hold on any longer, and vomited on the grass.The pain of her waist being shattered was too sharp, and at that moment the flame-like burning was transmitted along the skin of her waist. She was so painful that she wanted to scream, but the scream was pressed against the wall along with her head.

terrible……

terrible……

What about seniors?

She struggled to get up, the pain in her head made her unable to see the way clearly, but she managed to control her limbs and walked towards the curb.

9:45pm, there is no one here, only the cold wind blowing at night, no seniors, no big goods, she suddenly lost all strength, knelt down and cried bitterly, great, great, senior will be fine .

At 9:55pm, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" screamed in the venue, "It's on fire!"

What's the situation, whose voice is it?With trembling hands and feet, he rushed into the door, ran forward along the player passage, and kept running. After a while, he saw the Samsara preparation room burning with fire, and three disgraced people outside. "They're still inside!" Du Ming was wailing, and Qiao Yifan followed in embarrassment. She saw someone burning in the flames, writhing, struggling to escape, and then fell down.

……what……

...don't be kidding me...

Click, the screen breaks.

At 9:40pm, Qiao Yifan woke up on the bench, "Master, my head hurts!" She couldn't believe it, she didn't want to believe it.But when she looked up, she couldn't find him. "Master? Where are you?"

The stars twinkle in the dark night, the lights illuminate the road ahead, and the gymnasium is as bright as a huge egg, but Qiao Yifan would rather be blind.

Maybe he went to Samsara?Give herself a space to think, she immediately got up and rushed forward, she remembered that there was still time, she remembered not far away, she remembered...

The three people in the reincarnation preparation room were still packing their things, Jiang Botao hesitated, "I heard that Qiao Yifan from Xingxin disappeared? Could it be true?"

Sun Xiang didn't say a word, obviously he was hit by today's battle situation, and he was sulking at the moment.

Zhou Zekai looked at the door: "Ah!"

At 9:55pm, she finally arrived. Regardless of her weak body, she rushed forward like crazy, grabbed Zhou Zekai's clothes and dragged him away. Logically speaking, a petite girl couldn't drag a It belonged to a struggling man, but Qiao Yifan seemed to be crazy. Zhou Zekai didn't dare to use any force, so he complied and was pushed outside. She turned her head and threw herself on Jiang Botao, pulling and carrying it. Yifan, do you want us to leave? Haha, you know that Xingxin's people have been..."

Swipe, the curtains billowed thick smoke like a torch, spreading rapidly in the not-so-spacious room at a completely impossible speed, Sun Xiang who was still inside seemed to be frightened, the table and wardrobe fell down on fire. , Seeing to completely bury Sun Xiang's way of survival.

Qiao Yifan turned over and rushed in, her coat and hair were on fire, her body was shaking with pain, she tried her best to prop up a wooden table that was about to tip over, leaving a space for Sun Xiang. "Come out!"

She couldn't take it anymore.

Sun Xiang continued to stand there in a daze, Zhou Zekai planned to rush in outside the door, but was held back by other team members who rushed over after hearing the news, discussing to find a fire extinguisher.

"Come out quickly! I can't hold on anymore! Sun Xiang, you go!" Qiao Yifan felt that his hands had been scorched, the pain was numb and piercing, the pain from his hair was burning to his face, and the smell of burnt wafted all over his face. Nose tip, she wants to cry.

"I...I won't leave, I'll help you!" Sun Xiang finally realized, and ran over, wanting to pinch the burning wooden pillar with those most precious hands for a professional player.

"Go! You go! Go!" Qiao Yifan, who was so painful that he almost lost his voice, kicked Sun Xiang out of his sight.

Then, with a bang, that unscientific collapse happened right in front of our eyes.

There was an endless stream of banging sounds.

"Impossible." Sun Xiang said in a hoarse voice, "This is a dream..." Just wake up, you must wake up... He tried his best to slap his face, Qiao Yifan must be right in front of him, any fire is fake, hum , trying to lie to him, but there is no way!

"Yifan!" Seeing that Zhou Zekai was about to plunge into the ruins, the others stopped him again.

The author has something to say: introduce myself, adore: Ito Junji; good at: sweet pet, darkening, sick and delicate; interest: horror and suspense