Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan's scalp was numb and he wanted to stay away from Wu Ying, but she hugged him tighter.

"It's too much. The vice chairman is rejecting me again~"

Song Nan frowned, feeling suffocated by her hug, and there was a faint feeling of dizziness in front of his eyes.

He shook his head and said weakly: "Wu Ying..."

Wu Ying paused, silently let go of her hand, stared at him quietly, puffed up her cheeks and whispered: "The vice chairman is too cunning~"

Song Nan had no choice but to rub her gently with his shoulder: "I know you will rely on me."

Wu Ying's face was slightly red and she pressed herself against his shoulder as if surrendering. She leaned on him cautiously and looked up at the crimson cherry blossoms slowly falling from the gap at the top of the birdcage.

She raised her hand, and the cherry blossoms slowly fell down and stopped at her fingertips.

"It's about to begin - the big devil is coming to save the 'princess'."

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"boom!"

A teenager wearing a giant apple hood crashed through the fourth-floor window of the teaching building, flew out and hit the ground.

"Uh cough..."

Lezhuo spurted out a mouthful of blood, which spread in the air and stained almost half of his field of vision.

"boom"

Silver bullets flew towards him, hitting his body and accelerating his fall. Like a silver gun, it penetrated and nailed him to the ground.

Lezhuo's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes were gray, and his limbs were twisted as he looked at the white figure appearing in the broken window of the teaching building.

"I'm going to die..." His breath was weak, and he looked up as he was about to die. His eyes were firmly fixed on him, as if he wanted to imprint that figure in his mind.

However, the next second, Lezhuo slowly raised the corners of his mouth and showed an extremely evil smile: "I lied to you~"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure quickly became blurred, turning into white mist and disappearing, leaving only a single silver bullet embedded in the ground, leaving a dark bullet hole.

The chairman looked at the empty ground, turned around and stared at the student with black-rimmed glasses beside him: "Where is Yu Zhao?"

The student pushed up his glasses and took out his mobile phone to check: "The school doctor has gone to the cherry blossom forest to pick up the vice president."

The chairman was silent, then walked forward and asked lightly: "How is it in the vice chairman's office?"

The student raised his head and stared at his back, and said respectfully: "The ground has been covered with cherry blossom petals, and the student council members have also been asked to read out the rumors about ghosts in the forum."

He paused, as if he couldn't suppress his curiosity, glanced at him secretly in panic, and said doubtfully: "Chairman, why are you reading strange stories in the vice chairman's office? Is it really there..."

The chairman's golden eyes tilted, and his figure was reflected on the transparent window, but for some reason, his face could not be seen. Only those golden eyes were extremely dazzling, watching the students through the window as they lowered their heads and thought.

——Office of the Vice Chairman——

The originally empty office gradually filled up with people.

Holding white candles and wearing black cloaks, they sat around the sofa on the floor covered with cherry blossoms.

They muttered words, and from a distance, they looked like a cult organization transmitting bad information.

"Om~"

Suddenly, a breeze emerged, blowing everyone's cloaks, and swept away any sparks on the candles. But strangely, the petals on the ground were not shaken at all, and were still gently placed on the ground, exuding a faint cold fragrance...

The wind circulates for a week, and as more and more sparks appear, the invisible wind drives the fire, turning it into a tangible fire wheel, floating in the mid-air.

The students stared at the screen and kept in mind the person in charge's words, "No matter what happens, don't worry, just recite ghost stories.", and kept mumbling the information in the forum.

"boom!"

The flames suddenly became strong and quickly gathered towards the center, and the wind became more and more fierce.

The students secretly gritted their teeth and could hardly hold the white wax in their hands.

Fortunately, a few minutes later, the wind suddenly stopped, and a handful of scarlet flame crystals fell quietly, but disappeared a few centimeters from the ground as if they were swallowed by something invisible.

"click"

The sound of bones twisting suddenly appeared...

"clatter……"

One student finally couldn't help being frightened and stopped reciting. The candle in his hand also fell to the ground and slowly rolled towards the sofa.

However, the next second, the candle flew up out of the air and quickly flew back to him. At the same time, a clear and sweet voice sounded in his ears.

"What an accident, you dropped your candle."

The student's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body stiffened, and he looked at the young man in red looming in front of him in horror.

The young man had a delicate face. Although he was harmless to humans and animals, he was inexplicably frightened, as if he was facing the thing he feared most in his heart.

"what!"

The student screamed loudly, burst into tears, and ran out of the office without caring about anything.

The other students were shocked, and they all stopped and looked in that direction curiously. As a result, they all ran out of here ferociously like him.

Seeing this, the ghost sat cross-legged in the air and curled his lips in displeasure: "It's really boring."

"buckle"

At this time, there was a knock on the open door, and his attention was instantly attracted.

I saw the chairman standing at the door, his golden eyes emotionless, looking indifferently at his blue vertical eyes, and the looming shadow behind him that aroused people's inner fear.

"Now that you're awake, let's start taking action."

The ghost tilted its head in confusion, floated to his side, and asked curiously: "Where is that weak human being?"

The chairman glanced at him: "Will 'death' still swallow up memories?"

The ghost was stunned, then suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously: "Those two humans! He was captured by those two humans!"

"Damn it!" His pupils shrank suddenly, his face gradually distorted, and his facial features were ferocious, as if he had returned to his real appearance, exuding an extremely terrifying aura, "What kind of weird energy is that, it can actually contain my power!"

The chairman's golden eyes dimmed, and he threw out a silver badge: "This thing can help you temporarily block that energy. The duration is: 5 minutes."

The ghost took the badge, stared at the little thing in his palm, and chuckled sinisterly: "5 minutes? That's enough."

The chairman's lips curled up slightly, and he watched him drift out of the door. He immediately reached out and hooked his back collar: "You have to deal with another person. The mouse guarding the top is a bit troublesome. I need you to deal with her. .”

The ghost frowned and grabbed his hand. The sharp nails pierced his arm, causing a trace of blood to flow out.

"Why did you order me?"

The chairman stared at the blood on his arm and suddenly chuckled: "Are you trying to disobey me?"

The ghost's hair was flying, and the shadow behind him gradually stared, angrily: "It's what you want to do!"

The Chairman narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand, penetrated the shadow without any hindrance, held his neck tightly, and looked down at his horrified eyes: "Don't disobey me, otherwise, I won't mind letting you die again."

Cold sweat broke out on the ghost's forehead, and he grabbed his hand tightly, but the virtual image behind him curled up as if seeing a natural enemy, without caring about the owner's situation.

"I'll go." He said harshly.

The chairman let go of his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood on his arm, frowning slightly: "It's dirty."

The corners of the ghost's mouth twitched, and it did not dare to contact him again. It flew out through the wall as if to escape, for fear of attracting his attention.

He was horrified in his heart. This was the first time he truly felt death. It was not a false "death" like before that could be resurrected with the power of faith, but a complete disappearance - erased from the memory of the world. remove.