Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 14: Rose Bride (14) What to do if your boyfriend goes crazy... Of course, kiss him

Yan Jinyue decisively put down her bowl and chopsticks and rushed out the door, but when she opened the door she discovered that she was bare-legged.

These days she has been wearing Shen Wu's clothes. Her pants are too long for her to wear, so she can only wear his T-shirt. It doesn't matter at home, but it is definitely not allowed when going out.

She ran up to the second floor, searched around, and finally found the blue and white school uniform that had been washed and neatly folded in the closet. The long-forgotten cell phone was also placed on the uniform. It was obviously Shen Wu's work.

Yan Jinyue picked up the school uniform, buried her face in it and sniffed the fragrance of the fabric, her heart overflowing with sweetness.

She changed into her school uniform and turned on her phone again. She hadn't looked at her phone for a few days, and the little red dots of unread messages were almost filling up the chat interface. They were all messages from player group chats and... Qi Yunxiao's private messages.

Qi Yunxiao sent a message three days ago saying that she had a clue and asked to meet in the cafeteria, but there was no response for a long time and he couldn't find her. He made more than ten phone calls before nothing came of it. Maybe he thought she had been killed by a ghost.

Yan Jinyue was so happy with Shen Wu that she accidentally abandoned her "ally". She scratched her hair, feeling a little guilty.

As Yan Jinyue's roommate, Luo Yaoyao was the first to know that she had been "missing" for several nights and had not returned to the dormitory. She had already told the matter in the group chat.

Chen He was particularly active and kept saying something. He had known for a long time that Yan Jinyue would not live for more than a few days. She was lucky to have survived that night, but she would still die in the end.

Zhao Jianing also said a few sour words, and more often he mentioned @Qi Yunxiao in the group chat, inviting her to cooperate with them again.

Perhaps considering that he was alone and weak, Qi Yunxiao agreed.

They made arrangements to meet up several times and ventured to the rooftop twice, but judging from subsequent conversations in the group chat, they were probably tortured by the rose branches and gained very little.

The latest message in the group chat was an hour ago, when they made another appointment to meet in the back garden, and it seemed that this time they were going to the top floor.

Yan Jinyue suspected that Shen Wu's sudden departure might be related to the players.

The door of the apartment opened, and what came into view was the dreamlike space of that night.

It was daytime outside, but here it was still the dark night sky with a few stars shining. The vast expanse of water reflected the cold crescent moon. The water surface was sparkling with silver light, and in the center stood the stone rose altar with the crystal coffin.

Yan Jinyue hesitated whether to step out or not. She didn't want to get her clothes wet. But her right eyelid kept twitching. She always felt that something bad was happening and felt uneasy. Her heart was clamoring: She must go out and see Shen Wu.

As she gritted her teeth and stepped forward, a miracle happened before her eyes. The water surface quickly split into two halves as if cut by a knife, revealing a stone road covered with green grass underneath.

It was the same as that night when Shen Wu carried her over.

Yan Jinyue raised the corners of her lips, and she ran over happily like a little butterfly. She originally wanted to go out directly from another door, but she stopped when she passed by the altar.

Her eyes were fixed on the crystal coffin. She went up the stairs step by step. Finally, she couldn't resist her curiosity and brushed away the rose on the face of the person in the crystal coffin.

In an instant, all the cells in her body froze into ice.

The person lying there had a pale face, and his beautiful facial features were like those of a meticulously painted painting with fine brushstrokes, flawless and flawless. A layer of light white frost covered his brows, giving him a pure and transcendent coldness, as if he was a banished immortal who could ascend to heaven at any time.

He looks exactly like Shen Wu.

Yan Jinyue stretched out her hand carefully, but as soon as it touched his face, she shivered from the cold and quickly retracted her hand.

This is not a body at all, it is clearly a piece of ten thousand year old ice, colder than the ghost Shen Wu.

She guessed that this should be Shen Wu's body. Why was it here? It should be related to the "sacrifice" and "sacrifice".

She walked around the crystal coffin, enduring the cold and searching inside it, but apart from this body, she did not find any other useful clues. Yan Jinyue decided to go out and look for Shen Wu first, since the coffin would not run away anyway.

She trotted down the stairs and sped toward another door, her long seaweed-like hair flying behind her.

When the girl's figure completely disappeared behind the door, in the crystal coffin, the man's long eyelashes covered with white frost trembled a few times, and then slowly opened.

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"Oh!"

The body was ejected by the huge force and fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Yunxiao spat out the blood in his mouth, supported himself on the ground with his hands and stood up with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes staring at the black figure.

He didn't expect that the ghost on the top floor was so strong. He and two B-level players couldn't defeat it together. The A-level props were like an ant trying to shake a tree against the long sword in his hand. It was annihilated into powder in an instant.

"Don't... don't kill me... don't kill me..."

Chen He yelled in panic, dragging his half-broken leg and crawling on the ground like a worm, leaving a long, shocking trail of blood wherever he passed. Zhao Jianing's situation was not optimistic either, half-kneeling on the ground with his hands supporting a black iron rod, his body shaking like a sieve, his face as pale as paper.

As for Luo Yaoyao, she had no fighting ability at all and had already run away without a trace.

What Yan Jinyue saw when she pushed open the door was this tragic scene. Then, following their terrified or hateful gazes, she saw the "culprit" who was killing people here.

The man was wearing a long black robe, and a dark red belt outlined his slender and powerful waist.

He has black hair and white skin, and his narrow peach blossom eyes are as sharp as a knife. His eyes are dark like rolling thick ink, and there are horrible drops of blood in the corners of his eyes.

The cold wind blew, making his clothes rustle.

Xiu Ruomeizhi held a long knife with a black handle in her hand. The silver light was cold and bone-chilling. Blood kept flowing down the thin blade and accumulated into a small pool of blood on the ground.

The corners of his lips were curled up, and his smile was bloodthirsty and crazy, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Shen Wusha went crazy.

Yan Jinyue realized this and wanted to walk over quickly, but her wrist was grabbed.

She turned around and saw that the person who pulled her was Qi Yunxiao. He frowned deeply, and his handsome face was full of solemnity: "You are not dead?"

"Yes." Yan Jinyue nodded.

Now was not the time to reminisce about the past. Qi Yunxiao did not ask her why she disappeared these days or where she went. He just said in a deep voice, "Run. We can't resist this ghost."

He pulled Yan Jinyue to leave, but the latter remained motionless like a puppet. He turned his head in surprise: "Leave?"

"Take them and go first. I have something to do."

Yan Jinyue brushed his hand away and walked towards the black figure stubbornly amid the shocked and puzzled looks around her.

Shen Wuzheng, who had already lost his mind at that time, raised the knife to give Chen He a fatal blow, but his robe was pulled by a slight force, and his movement paused.

Yan Jinyue suddenly smiled as bright as a spring flower and hooked her finger, "Come and chase me." After that, she ran in another direction.

"Are you crazy?" Zhao Jianing's eyes widened in shock and his voice became shrill.

"No matter whether she is crazy or not, let's run away." Chen He stood up on one foot, trembling, holding the wall, and jumped towards the corridor door with all his strength.

His space-flash item was chopped into pieces by a knife just after he took it out and before he could use it, otherwise he wouldn't have been in such a miserable state.

Qi Yunxiao saw that Yan Jinyue had run to the corner of the wall with nowhere to escape. The ghost quickly followed her and chopped the wall behind her with his long sword like thunder. He wanted to rush over, but was stopped by a black iron rod.

Zhao Jianing sneered coldly: "She can't survive, why do you want to ruin your life for this fool?"

Qi Yunxiao froze and suddenly closed his eyes. He thought of something and finally ran towards the corridor.

Zhao Jianing curled her lips in satisfaction and then quickly ran after him.

On this side, Yan Jinyue looked at the blade which was only 1 cm away from her right hand and swallowed.

She looked up at Shen Wu, whose eyes were dark.

His exposed pale skin was covered with black vein-like lines, which looked hideous and frightening. His expression was no longer as warm and affectionate as before, but bone-chillingly cold, as if he didn't know her at all.

He's really killing like crazy.

Yan Jinyue gritted her teeth, grabbed the man by the collar, and kissed him hard.

What should I do if my boyfriend goes crazy and doesn’t recognize me, and even wants to kill me?
Of course it’s a kiss.

There's nothing a kiss can't undo.

If so, it would be two kisses.

(End of this chapter)