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

Song Nan tilted her head, her light-colored eyes met his cute almond eyes, and nodded with his hopeful eyes: "Remember, it seems to be called...Ao..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was stiff and did not dare to move.

Chen Siwen frowned and shook his shoulders: "Song Nan, what's wrong with you?"

However, Song Nan was unable to make any response.

His body couldn't stop shaking, his eyes widened in fear, and tears flowed out, soaking his cheeks instantly.

The saliva in his mouth was secreting rapidly, cold sweat overflowed one after another, and his head was in a daze. He could no longer hear Chen Siwen's call and could not sense anything else. He only knew that there was a pair of huge eyes that exuded a terrifying aura and could not be looked directly into. She was "looking" at him, "watching" his every word and action, as if if she said one more word, she would be haunted by an extremely terrifying existence.

Song Nan took a big breath, panting heavily as if he was suffocating.He kept thinking silently in his mind that he would not say any more, and then those eyes gradually faded away.

"Song Nan? Song Nan? What's wrong with you?"

The body was constantly shaken, and the noisy calls shattered a trace of fear.

Song Nan raised his head and realized that his eyes were extremely sore. He must have cried too hard.

"Song Nan?" Chen Siwen noticed that his state was not as weird as before, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "What happened?"

Song Nan's eyes were dazed, and he responded dully: "I seem to have seen something."

Everyone was slightly shocked and looked at him seriously: "Do you remember the specific appearance?"

Song Nan frowned, recalling the appearance of those eyes in his mind, but it was always covered with a layer of fog. Whenever the thick fog dimmed a little, his head would tingle, preventing him from continuing.

He covered his head with a painful look on his face: "I can't remember, my head hurts!"

Everyone looked at each other and knew what kind of existence they were seeing. It was the kind of indescribable thing that could not be directly looked at or remembered by humans.

Qi Yan frowned and said solemnly: "There may be more than one."

He paused and looked around at the increasingly serious expressions of his companions: "Do you remember what you saw in the dormitory building that time? They didn't look like they were getting along in harmony."

Everyone was silent, feeling extremely headache.

"How can we play this? The difficulty has been raised to the top if there is only one, let alone two." Chen Siwen bit his lower lip, and a trace of blood flowed from his lips and was licked away, "I can't hold on. ”

Qi Yan glanced at him: "Do you want to die?"

Chen Siwen clenched his hands into fists, and his finger bones made a clicking sound. The bandage on his thigh was dyed with a layer of bright red, and then merged into dark red. The two overlapped, and the red turned black.

Wu Xiaojia frowned, his eyes full of unwillingness: "I don't want to die a second time. Even if I die, I don't want to be a deserter."

"I agree." Lu Xianglin agreed.

Chen Siwen frowned: "You continue to investigate, I want to follow Song Nan." He said, grabbing Song Nan's wrist and gently stroking it, "We are going to die anyway, so why not stay with the little beauty for a while."

Qi Yan stared at him for a long time and nodded: "If you find any clues, remember to report them."

Chen Siwen pouted: "You are really cold-blooded."

Qi Yan paused and smiled gently: "It's not certain who is cold-blooded. The information on your ID card is very different from what you show."

Chen Siwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Nan lazily: "Who can survive in the game world without some secrets?"

He smiled brightly and pulled Song Nan away from here.

Song Nan looked at him blankly, but he didn't expect that they didn't shy away from him and actually discussed the dungeon issue directly in front of him.

Chen Siwen glanced at him and reached out to pinch his soft cheeks: "Why are you so popular~ It's a pity that you are just an NPC, otherwise I would take you away as my wife after the dungeon is released."

Song Nan lowered his eyes and ignored his last words. Listening to what he said, he seemed very sure that he could successfully complete the task and pass the customs safely.

Chen Siwen supported him, not caring that there was an NPC beside him, and began to analyze the known clues in a low voice: "There are two 'him's, one is the chairman, and the other is the one lurking in the dormitory building. The sacrificial activities are probably In order to help the chairman improve his strength and suppress the existence below the dormitory, that existence may not last long, it depends on whether the chairman plans to seal it or devour it."

He glanced at Song Nan's curious eyes, and seemed to regard him as an audience, and continued with a smile: "There is only one possibility for two 'gods' to coexist in a world, that is, the two 'gods' have not yet decided the winner. Negative... The system stipulates that the fewer players enter the dungeon, the greater the difficulty... There are only four players entering before the 'gods' can decide the winner... It's incredible~"

Chen Siwen exclaimed, gritted his teeth with a headache, then put his arm around Song Nan's shoulders, carefully avoiding the bandaged neck, and rubbed his cheek: "Little cutie, do you want to know why I found out that the chairman is a 'god'? ?”

Song Nan stretched out her hand to touch his head, her eyes filled with unstoppable curiosity: "Why?"

Chen Siwen smiled slightly, put his hand into his collar, and fumbled for a silver necklace. At the bottom of the necklace was a white eyeball wrapped with angel wings. The pupil in the eyeball was gray and dull, as if it had lost its original function.

He shook his eyes: "This is the top item - the Eye of Truth. It can see the essence of something clearly, but it can only be used once in a world. When I saw the chairman and the student was close to death, I used it immediately, you Guess what I saw?"

Chen Siwen blinked playfully, and without waiting for him to answer, he solved the puzzle on his own: "There is a shadow behind the chairman. The essence of his power should be a black mist, which has been permeating around him. Students will die if they get close to him, not because they are contaminated. The black mist, but whenever a student comes close, a tentacle will jump out from the black mist and twist the student's body."

He whistled, quite sighing: "Your Chairman seems to want to protect the students, but once the power is dispersed, the black mist cannot trap the existence inside... You know, there are only 'gods' A defective product of power is a defective product after all, and only 'gods' can fight against 'gods'."

Chen Siwen looked at Song Nan with a serious and sincere expression: "Song Nan, do you understand? Your beloved Chairman is a monster."

Song Nan's eyes flickered. There was no panic as he expected, only a calm and rational calm that was scary.

Chen Siwen stopped, stared at him for a long time, and asked inadvertently: "Are you really an NPC?"

Song Nan raised his head and blinked his clear peach blossom eyes.

Chen Siwen paused, seeing his figure reflected in his eyes, he narrowed his eyes happily: "Forget it, it's not important."

Song Nan was stunned, watching him talk to himself, unable to get a word in. But when he finally had a chance to speak, the students not far away suddenly became agitated, and a student with a ferocious expression suddenly jumped out of the crowd. He rushed out and headed straight towards their direction.

Song Nan's pupils shrank, and before he could react, Chen Siwen pulled him behind him.

Chen Siwen frowned and protected the people behind him with one hand. He stared at the students who seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier and lost their minds. Seeing that his weight was forward, he rushed forward quickly and arrived in front of them in a moment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and spotted the moment when the student leaned closer. He reached out and grabbed his neck to stop his attack.

The student's movement was restrained, but the impact accumulated when he rushed towards him did not stop. A strong wind blew, ruffling the broken hair on Song Nan's forehead.

His eyes widened and he watched in disbelief as Chen Siwen grabbed the rather large student with one hand and held it up high. The student's eyes were bloodshot and he reached out to grab the person protecting him without hesitation, as if to grab him. He tore it apart and devoured it.

Song Nan couldn't help but take a step back, shrinking in fear.

Chen Siwen paused and gradually tightened his fingertips. The student finally noticed the change in the situation and panicked and struggled to escape.

"Crack..."

The student's eyes kept rolling upwards, his legs kicked in an unorganized manner, and when he was about to faint, Chen Siwen suddenly let go of his hand and threw away the person in his hand, as if discarding something dirty.

He made a sound with a gloomy expression: "The trouble is dead, but we can't kill it yet."

Song Nan was confused. Before he could ask any questions, Chen Siwen wiped his hands in disgust and put his arms around his shoulders for comfort: "Song Nan, don't kill anyone in this school. You will get dirty things."

After saying that, he paused, looked at Song Nan seriously: "No, you are an NPC, and you are also very strange about the chairman's state. Your body must have been contaminated with that thing a long time ago." He scratched his hair, his expression Anguish, "so troublesome, so troublesome."

Song Nan was at a loss and was confused by what he said. However, Chen Siwen did not intend to explain, and directly aimed at the "Full Blood Resurrection". The student who attacked again raised his foot and kicked sideways, hitting the Secretary who came to deal with the riot with one blow. Yuyan said ahead.

Si Yuyan looked at the person sliding down and Song Nan, who was obviously frightened, with cruelty in his eyes.He took a deep breath, picked up the irritable student, and punched him in the abdomen.

The student instantly softened and slumped in his arms.

Song Nan's eyes flashed slightly, and he found a trace of black mist floating out of the student's body and getting into Si Yuyan's skin.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Chen Siwen, who was clinging to him, as soft as a bone...

The dirty thing he was talking about was this black mist.