Is the system pissed off today?

Chapter 107 107. Emotional [5]

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Damn, it almost hurts to death.

Everyone was startled by the movement from Jing Jue's side, and there were chairs torn apart on the ground.

Bai Ling lay on the side in embarrassment while clutching her chest, clutching her forehead, obviously feeling a bag on her head.

Jing Jue withdrew his foot, only to feel a throbbing pain in his ankle, where he was accidentally touched by a man.

Jing Jue has no sense of familiarity at this moment, she just wants to beat up the man in front of her, why are she so close when she is fine!
So she said with a cold face, "I can't meet people now."

Then Jing Jue murmured in his heart, this man's temperature is so low, like an ice cube, there is still coldness in his ankles.

Bai Ling sat quietly on the spot, her peacock-like eyelashes cast a shadow on her face, her face was eerily white, like a delicate puppet, her brown pupils were like glass beads, she looked at him coldly and lifelessly. She is an inorganic creature that doesn't seem to belong to the world.

Zhao Zhe was crying at the side, and Bei Qilan's noisy laughter was back and forth, making people's scalp numb.

Qian Kai's eyes were dull, his limbs were stiff, and he looked frightened, with a dense layer of sweat on his head.

Xiang Yu and Bei Zhu are asymptomatic for the time being.

Who is desire?Jing Jue looked at the people around him, but found nothing unusual, so there was only Bai Ling left!
The glass beads flashed a gleam of brilliance, and at that moment Jing Jue felt that all the coldness away from the world disappeared, followed by a boundless sense of oppression, as if being dragged into the dark seabed by someone, and there was a chill on his back .

"Mine." Bai Ling stood up, wearing black formal attire, under the light like a nobleman in the dark night, he walked gracefully, looked at Jing Jue, and hit a straight ball, "My illness—— want to possess you."

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the few sober people next to them, and they looked at each other for a while, looking at the two people facing each other, inexplicably felt that the atmosphere was harmonious, as if they had become a small world by themselves, and the people next to them were all confused. It's a passerby.

Xiang Yu's bracelet reflected an unknown light, she looked at the person next to her, her bright red lips slowly opened, "This light bulb is extraordinarily bright."

Bai Ling spoke slowly, with a faint and cool voice, carrying a hint of danger, "Come closer."

Although the beauty in front of her looked good, in Jing Jue's memory, this was not a good omen.

As the darkness in Bai Ling's eyes surged, Jing Jue felt the killing intent that followed, like clouds in the sky, dark in color, pressing towards her.

When the desire to possess reaches its peak, what will it be?
Bai Ling's actions told her the answer.

Grass!
Jing Jue watched the man get closer and closer, and began to curse in his heart.

She rummaged through her memory but couldn't find anything related to men. The pain in her head was constantly violating the nerves, it hurt so bad, it seemed like it was about to burst.

The memory woke up in the corner, and she saw a picture - why was she wearing a red wedding dress?

Who is the person in front?

A pleasant male voice came from far and near, "A Jue."

"Ah Jue, what are you thinking?" Two voices overlapped.

Jing Jue looked at the people approaching, and as time passed, even if the corners of their clothes didn't touch, Jing Jue could still feel the pain coming from his body.

At the same time, the sickness in the eyes of the person in front of him could no longer be controlled, and Jing Jue could only see the unusually extravagant son sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking the corners of his bright red lips, leaving behind mottled water color and moving ripples.

The oppressive feeling of approaching gradually took away Jing Jue's breath, and the pain from his body seemed unimportant for a while.

Bai Ling's eyes were extremely focused, and stopped at the moment when the tips of his noses were about to collide. The feather in Jing Jue's hand pierced his shoulder, and a hint of injury appeared in the man's eyes, and the black mist began to disperse and flood. The brown eyes were dark like a knife, sharp and glowing with coldness.

He is out of control!

Jing Jue looked at this scene and felt familiar for no reason. There was a sharp pain in his hand. Bai Ling took her hand and pierced it into his body. Ripples appeared in the eyes, Jing Jue was in severe pain all over his body, and under the control of the pain, his body gradually became stiff.

Letting go of her hand, Bai Ling's voice was deliberately softened, "Did you smell it?"

"Smell what?" Jing Jue looked at the man with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

She was sure that the man in front of him could win someone's will just by virtue of his appearance, not to mention his extraordinarily gorgeous voice as a bonus.

With her memory, she only needs to meet such a person once, and she will never forget it in her life.

So are the present memories really real?

My parents, family, friends...

Jing Jue let his eyes go blank, allowing the pain to spread throughout his body, sorting out his interpersonal relationship, but suddenly found that his memory was pitifully small.

It's like being erased out of thin air...

When she had this thought, the walls around her began to crumble, and she came out!

[This trial MVP Jing Jue! 】

[The trial continues! 】

[Jing Jue successfully exited the proving ground! 】

[There are 6 remaining testers! 】

Jing Jue exited the proving ground, and when he heard a sentence from behind him, he felt a chill in his heart.

So the people who died there were really dead?
Jing Jue returned to the dormitory, turned on the screen, and continued to follow the news of his companions.

Sure enough, the name on the head of the first person who died had turned gray, Jing Jue's eyes were dim, and she saw that "Jing Jue" and Bai Ling on the screen were still maintaining their original postures.

This feeling is really uncomfortable!

Jing Jue looked at the person on the screen who was only one fist away and frowned. At this time, Bai Ling's chest was still bleeding, which was stabbed by himself.

To stay awake.

Jing Jue wasn't sure if this person who had lost his memory could recognize her.

Bai Ling, who was emotionally manipulated, revealed madness in his eyes. He paused for a while looking at Jing Jue, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, and his intent to kill became stronger.

A cold and piercing voice came from his throat, "Jing Jue, what's the smell on your body?"

"Jing Jue" looked at the person in front of him, and asked calmly, "What's the smell? This way of striking up a conversation is not fun."

"Jing Jue" on the screen imitated her demeanor perfectly, opening her mouth, raising her eyebrows, with a cold expression, only a pair of peach eyes shimmering in the soft light of the lamp.

"I'll go, Jing Jue came out first!"

"Sister Jing nb!!!"

"Jingjue NB!!!"

"I just asked who the hell told me to vote for Beizhu, and the credits are gone!"

"Pay me credits! Grass!"

"One thing to say, I think the people on the screen are pretty good-looking."

"Blindly guessing that Bai Ling is going to die, I think he is in danger, and his stomach is bleeding."

Jing Jue, who was sitting on the bed, pinched the foot of the bed.

(End of this chapter)