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Dong Xue was wearing a hospital gown that was too wide, and even her head almost fell into the hospital gown. She lowered her head and stood beside the bookshelf, looking at a book seriously.

When she noticed his movement, she turned her head, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

winter snow.

Winter snow during the day.

Su Mingan recognized the other party in an instant.

However, it is very different from the winter snow at night. The winter snow during the day is wearing a hospital gown that is too wide and can almost wrap her whole body.

Her skin also looked a little dark and rough, and even her hair looked less than at night, her eyes were dim, and her whole person did not look so beautiful and charming.

Su Mingan instantly switched to the Raiders mode.

But what I didn't expect was that Dong Xue took the initiative to speak, her voice was a little low, and her tone seemed very familiar.

"You're here." She said, opening the book in her hand to show him: "Come and see the swan dance I just saw."

Su Mingan looked over, and there was a picture of an actress dancing in the book. She stood on tiptoes and had a beautiful figure. The temperament of a professional dancer was almost overwhelming, like a snow-white swan.

"I hope... After the correction is over and I go out, I can learn this dance." Dong Xue looked at the pictures in the book with envy in her eyes: "... I also hope to have a dress of my own, preferably The red dress, the bright red, the backless, they all said that this kind of dress is not suitable for me, I can't wear it, I should wear long shirts and trousers...but I don't think so."

"There are still more than three days." Su Mingan said.

"Well, there are still more than three days... I will definitely become an [excellent student]." Dong Xue said: "You will see that day too, right?"

Su Mingan thought.

He had already discovered that Dong Xue knew the original body and the identity he played.

"Speaking of which, isn't your birthday coming soon?" Su Mingan said suddenly.

He wanted to find out the name of the original body without disturbing Dongxue.

He saw that Dong Xue's eyes changed instantly.

Something sparkling flickered in her eyes, and then, a teardrop actually fell out like this.

...Su Ming'an never imagined that his tentative words could still make people cry.

"You remember." Dong Xue murmured, tears falling from her cheeks and dripping on the ground: "...You actually remember my birthday."

"If you want to write a birthday card for you, just write a greeting on the card, and then write our name..." Before Su Mingan finished speaking, she heard Dong Xue shouting excitedly.

"Yes, yes, we have to write our names, Dong Xue... Dong Xue..." She raised her eyelids, her eyes drifted, as if stabbed in his face:

"And you, Yang Xia."

Su Ming'an: "..."

Hearing Dong Xue's call, Su Ming'an didn't recover for a while.

——Yang Xia is actually me?

No, Yang Xia is "she", a virtual woman, and his body is a real man.

He realized a possibility.

... Dongxue may have mistaken someone.

It is said that it is not uncommon for people to have hallucinations in such a high-pressure situation. If Dongxue places too much sustenance on her virtual girlfriend, it is possible to identify him as the fantasy Yangxia in this unmanned environment. .

After all, it is not uncommon for people to be crazy here.

"There are still more than three days." Dong Xue closed the book, her eyes full of beauty: "Although everyone says that I am naive, that I have problems, that I am immature, but I am absolutely right... Yang Xia, only you understand me , only you care about me, you pull me back from the cliff every time, I only have you..."

"Yeah." Su Ming'an said, "You're right, Dongxue."

He originally just agreed, and was ready to take other words.

Unexpectedly, when he said these words, he felt an extremely strong dizziness.

Like the scene in front of him turning into glass and shattering inch by inch, as if the surrounding colors were suddenly smeared and melted away, a sudden nausea rose from the bottom of his heart, almost engulfing him.

……what happened.

He covered his chest, and the glowing orange bar in the upper left corner kept sliding down.

He is, what triggered the wrong answer?

He knew that in the face of the most critical NPC in this kind of dungeon, once there was the slightest mistake in words, he would face dire consequences.

He raised his eyes and looked at Dongxue standing in front of him.

Her face was blank, as if she didn't expect him to have such an answer.

"Yangxia." Dongxue said.

The hospital gown almost wrapped her whole body, revealing only half of her head. When she opened her lips, the collar was also blown slightly.

She looked at him, and the blue and white stripes on her body also seemed to be looking at him. Her exposed, thin reed-like fingers and exposed ankle seemed to be looking at him, gradually locking him completely.

"...How can you possibly understand me." Her eyes became more and more dazed: "As my creature, it is only my wish, and I have always been alone, speaking to you.

Your response has always been indifferent, how could you say such a promise to me...

You will only make me grow up and mature and not rely too much on you. "

The library scene tilted before him.

The whirlpool filled his entire field of vision. He looked at the gradually blurred winter snow, saw her reddish eyes, and saw the tears in her eyes.

...

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

In the upper left corner, the san bar in the field of vision has turned red, **** red, showing a dangerous meaning.

45 o'clock.

... He never thought that a wrong answer would directly pull his san value to this level.

He sat up, only to find that he was back on the bed at some point, the bed in his room.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking, and as expected, there was a figure sitting beside him.

"...Brother."

Mo Yan had the sword on his knees. He seemed to treasure this sword very much. Even if it was scratched, he would not let go.

"what time is it."

"It's eight o'clock in the evening, big brother, why did you faint again... It's been two days in a row, and every day I find you in bed."

"You brought me back?"

"It's not me, it's the twenty-ninth, the one named Dongxue brought you back from the library, you were in a coma at the time, she dragged you all the way, and the rest of our players were dumbfounded, and some people took the opportunity to shoot at Big Brother, I wanted to kill the big brother...but the white weirdo from yesterday appeared and saved the big brother, and then I followed him all the way..."

Su Mingan sighed.

He didn't need to look at it to know that after this, there would definitely be emoji packs of [First Player Dragged Limited Edition.jpg] appearing in every corner of the World Forum.

He pressed his temples, suppressing the distorted nausea in his front vision:

"What number do you want to kill me?"

"Number nineteen...and number twenty-two."

Su Mingan nodded and remembered.

"However, they were all killed by that white weirdo." Mo Yan looked indignant and seemed very angry: "Brother, I think this group of people is really outrageous! I think it's funny... There is actually a player who will do something to you, In the end, it was an NPC who protected the big brother..."

"Has it been killed?" Su Mingan closed his eyes: "It's a pity."

Mo Yan was stunned for a while, and then realized the meaning of the elder brother's words.

"...I have to go to find a few more specially." He heard his elder brother say.

"Find a few more...what?"

"Player, restore the san value." Su Ming'an said: "It's a bit low... By the way, stay away from me, don't enter my door again. You... look like a friend of mine, I don't want you will be like him."

Mo Yan was stunned.

He knew who Su Mingan was talking about. This incident was very famous. At that time, it caused a sensation in the entire forum and aroused the empathy of countless people.

He himself was one of them at the time.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, he just scratched his head and smiled: "Haha... how can it be the same, big brother won't do anything to me..."

He met his elder brother's completely wrong look.

Like the prey seeing the hunter, he could feel the dense feeling of cold sweat gradually oozing out of his back.

It was almost impossible to move, as if it was frozen in place.

He felt a terror that he could not escape.

"Brother, you, stop laughing, you look so scared..."

"Did I laugh?" Su Mingan stretched out his hand and pressed the corner of his mouth, only to find that it was indeed raised, and was taken aback for a moment: "...Strange, I didn't want to laugh."

Mo Yan stood there and froze.

"...In short, in short, it's almost time to go back to the room, big brother, I'll go first."

He really couldn't stand it any longer.

The feeling this big brother gave him now was stronger than the fear he gave him yesterday.

If it just scared him before, now the big brother sitting opposite made him feel a real fear like a madman.

For example, the throat may be cut at any time, and the head may be cut off at any time.

What he faced was such an extreme fear on the line of life and death.

It was okay to fall asleep originally, but when the eldest brother woke up, his eyes looked like he was nailed to him, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Don't come back again."

He heard his older brother speak from behind.

...

Night, eleven o'clock.

Su Mingan closed his eyes and sat on the bed for three hours.

After waking up this time, it was clearer than ever that he felt something was wrong with him.

Sitting on the bed, you will hear all kinds of strange noises, the singing of children, the sound of ticking water...

When you open your eyes, you will see a bleak part of the red vision, twisted black lines clinging like snakes, and you will see the darkness spilled like paint buckets.

One moment I was sitting on the bed, and the next moment I suddenly found myself standing at the table, holding the coldly glowing scalpel in my hand, and my arm was covered with bright red blood.

It's like an old-fashioned film that jams, a broken film with a huge chunk missing suddenly in the middle, and he doesn't know what's going on in it.

The stagnant pain, at this time, burst out instantly.

"clang--!"

The scalpel fell to the ground, he took out a blood bottle and poured it on his arm, watching the blood strips slowly recover.

In order to stabilize his spirit, he is now in a shadow state, with high spirit points and extremely low health.

... Otherwise, with this outrageous value of more than 40 points, ordinary players would have gone crazy.

He did not dare to switch to the bright state.

He was afraid that as soon as he switched over and his mental points were counted, he would immediately lose his mind.

Unlike any previous copy, this time, the biggest difficulty is no longer death, but the madness that even he cannot avoid.

During the day, those players who suddenly fell to the ground, shouted like a madman, or suddenly attacked others, he still remembered those situations clearly.

These players are really crazy.

It is said that in order to maintain [stability], other people jointly killed these crazy players to prevent these crazy people from doing anything to hurt others.

I don't know what will happen to these crazy players after they return to the main **** space.

But I also know that it will not be a good result.

The mental organization of the United Group, whose full name he can't name, is probably having a headache.

He thought, and suddenly felt a sharper sting.

He cast his gaze sharply, only to see the blood bottle in his hand, which shattered to the ground at some point, and the right hand holding the sharp fragments was writing on his left arm that had not healed.

[Don't let her hear...]

The flesh and blood were rolled, and the whole field of vision was covered with bright red.

...how is his hand moving on his own...

"Snapped!"

He suddenly threw the debris in his hand, took a breath, took out a bottle of blood and poured it on it.

This time, he didn't dare to lose the slightest bit of distraction, until he saw that the wound was gradually starting to heal, and he was relieved to withdraw his gaze.

He was panting, feeling his heart beating faster and faster.

...No, I can't go on like this.

He must restore the san value as soon as possible, even if he forcibly breaks the door, he must find an opportunity to kill other players at night.

His current state is not suitable for facing Lin Jiang. A moment's distraction during the battle may kill him.

He didn't know what the decision to go back was, but according to his experience, going back wouldn't restore his mental state, he would still be tired if he was tired, and even if he died once, he would be even more tired.

He doesn't even know if the sequelae of the rollback will show up in the san value, and whether it will be detected...

For the first time, he was afraid of going back.

In such a game copy, he cannot rely on his only advantage.

Just like an ordinary player who had nothing, he felt the helplessness that he had never had before and could not come back.

In the extreme chaos, he forcibly calmed down and thought about his next strategy.

He needs, needs to kill two players first, raise San to 60, and then face Lin Jiang, tonight's target, so that he can have complete confidence...

"Bang!"

When he heard the sound of breaking the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he was a little sluggish, and he couldn't even immediately react to what happened.

He didn't realize anything until he saw the black-haired girl with blood-colored patterns on her arms and a blood-colored flame rising from her body walking in.

"Yo, why is this state." Lin Jiang looked at him with a sneer.

Behind her is an abyss-like corridor, surrounded by broken pieces of wooden doors.

...Being able to pierce the wooden door and smash it, Lin Jiang's power has reached an extremely terrifying realm.

The reason might be the blood-colored pattern on her hand that twisted as if alive.

Lin Jiang's current state is completely different from the compliant appearance in the daytime.

As if the previously suppressed combat power had been completely unlocked, now her whole body was emitting a red light like a flame.

She had a smile on her face, and the energy in her arm had been fully charged.

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