The Virus Strikes: Gifted Teens and Girls

Chapter 305 Formal Counterattack 20
"Xiao Yuntian, let me tell you, if you don't want to keep going wrong, open the door and let us out." Murong Chen, who had a slightly better resistance, walked to the door in the dark, and banged on the iron-hard door with all his might.

"Death struggle." Xiao Yuntian said indifferently, and left with his hands behind his back.

Hearing his footsteps getting farther and farther away, Liu Hanyan sat limply on the ground, staring blankly into the darkness: "Could it be that we are all going to die here?"

With some desperate voices hovering in the cold room, no one spoke, no one responded.

Liu Hanyan's eyes completely drooped down, she really didn't expect that she would be buried here.

It is said that no one dies in life since ancient times, and she once naively fantasized about the scene of herself getting old, that is, she clings to the hands of her beloved and dies together.

She never expected that such a thing would happen at her flowery age.

She hasn't married yet, she hasn't had a baby yet, and even the virus in her body has just been unraveled not long ago, so her life has ended in such a hasty way.

In fact, she wasn't afraid of death, she just felt a little sorry.

She still has a lot of things to do, and she still wants to stand on the Eiffel Tower in Paris, France, with her beloved to watch the meteor shower and make a wish, but now, all of these things seem to be in vain.

Her body trembled slightly, Liu Hanyan could feel her frail body weakening a little bit, as if all the strength in her body was being pulled away.

Suddenly, there was a warmth in the palm of my hand.

"Uh." Liu Hanyan was surprised, because it was too dark to see who was holding her hand, so she wanted to withdraw her hand, but the person who held her hand didn't intend to let go.

"It's me." Nangong Mo's voice was as gentle and indifferent as ever.

Liu Hanyan froze all over, Mo.

It's ink.

It was the angelic man Nangong Mo.

For some reason, Liu Hanyan suddenly felt that her whole body was full of strength, and the emptied strength seemed to return in an instant.

Her small hands grabbed Nangong Mo's big hand. This time, she held it even tighter, so tight that it seemed that she would not let go.

And Ling Yang and Qin Feiye were not struggling either. There was no signal on the mobile phone, and the call could not be dialed out. It seemed that the bit of evidence just recorded was useless.

If it's true that a sage will lose everything if he thinks about it, and a fool will gain something if he thinks about it, thanks to their high IQ, they didn't have Xiao Yuntian locked up here to catch them all, and they still have nothing to do.

This is really an eternal legend and a joke through the ages.

Qin Feiye held Ling Yang tightly in his arms, felt the self-deprecating smile on the corner of Ling Yang's mouth, and his face darkened.

After a while, I leaned my head next to Ling Yang's ear and said softly, "Even if I die this time, by your side, I have no regrets."

Hearing this, Ling Yang embraced Qin Feiye fiercely with both hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up brilliantly this time, as he responded shyly, "Me too."

In the room, it seemed that there was a deep warmth for a while.

As for Liu Hanyan, he ran to Murong Yu's side in a fumbling manner.

Then, he hugged Murong Yu's waist from behind like a hooligan.

Murong Yu's first reaction was to punch him in the face.

Liu Hanyan yelled in pain, and said dissatisfied: "You woman, you wish me to die soon."

"Who told you to be a hooligan." Murong Yu's answer was justified.

(End of this chapter)