Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 257 Doomsday Judge (21)

A big hole was opened on the rolling gate.

The air-raid shelter has not been cleaned all year round, and the accumulated dust is all flying up.

They wanted to see clearly, but they couldn't see the two figures clearly.

The chilly wind outside poured in.

Hongmao was the closest to the door, and was frightened by the cold wind and backed up a dozen steps.

Qian Qiu stood there, quietly waiting for the dust to disperse.

Behind him, Raphael also held her hand.

Neither of them had any intention of entering the door.

Throughout the air-raid shelter.

All fell into a dead silence, no one dared to urge.

I don't know how long it took.

Fortunately, there are exhausts in the air-raid shelter.

The raised dust finally began to gradually dissipate.

The red hair finally came back to his senses.

He still felt like he was dreaming, and his mood was complicated. He didn't know whether to continue to speak harshly or please.

Just at this time.

The two figures in front of him finally moved.

He jumped back in fright, almost tripping over the piece on the ground.

When Qianqiu and Raphael stood in front of everyone.

The red-haired head was buzzing, thinking that he might have lost too much blood, leading to hallucinations.

Raphael was dressed in a white robe, lowered his exquisite eyes slightly, and did not look at those humans.

His white and slender hands were holding the girl beside him.

Such an appearance does not resemble a teenager in the world at all.

The person next to him, Qianqiu.

She wore the same white robe and looked indifferent.

The two people with similar temperament stood together, exquisite to the point of fantasy...

How can it be? !
Hongmao stared blankly at the two people in front of him, and after a while, he could only utter two words.

"Nest...grass..."

These two people look like delicate dolls.

Just like the description of the young man with the short hair who opened the door not long ago.

Delicate young lady.

And the noble son whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

How could such two people connect him with the violence he just witnessed? !

Qianqiu's voice sounded again, and his eyes fell on Hongmao.

Hongmao not only dyed his hair red, but now his entire face was covered in blood.

It looked like an evil spirit coming out of nowhere, staring blankly at the two people in front of him.

"Who was it just now, who said to kneel down and call Dad?"

Qian Qiu's gaze was indifferent, passing over Hongmao's body, and then glanced at the people behind him.

No one dared to meet her eyes, and they all inexplicably felt the emotion of fear spreading from the bottom of their hearts.

At last.

The red hair swallowed, gritted his teeth, and raised his hand tremblingly.

His tone was solemn and solemn, and he said, "One person does things and the other person is responsible! I was the only one who provoked you just now. You can kill or cut whatever you want..."

As soon as the words came out.

The younger brother behind him burst into tears.

They were all teenagers in the second year of middle school, and their blood was instantly ignited.

"No, boss, it's not just you, you have us too!"

"Boss, we have already said that we can't be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day!"

"Yes, if you want to kill, kill us all!"

A group of people rushed up.

They stopped Hongmao behind them and glared at Qianqiu.

"Let the horse go..."

They were just about to use up all their courage to say their last tragic last words before they were born.

Qian Qiu glanced at them indifferently.

"Huh?" She raised her voice and asked lazily.

It's just a look, and that lazy ending.

The courage they mustered.

In an instant, it was like the autumn wind sweeping down the fallen leaves, and there were chrysanthemums covered with wounds.

Qi Qi wilted.

(End of this chapter)