Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Xiao Qianchuan seemed to feel no pain, and he tore his wound again, letting his fingers stir more delicious juice into his mouth, and then licked it clean one by one. The person who tasted the blood was particularly unsatisfied, and kept swallowing in his throat.

This scene is too bloody, but it is also enough to make one's blood boil.

The comments in the live broadcast room had already gone crazy. The screen was full of yellow garbled characters. Just after they were cleared, they started to be refreshed again in a different way.

[Shashasha... the beauty is so badly injured, I can't stop my tears from flowing from the corners of my mouth.]

[Don’t be so bitter, I’m just hungry. Bite me! Bite me! I have a lot of blood.]

[My baby actually has a teardrop mole! I really want to make him cry and hear him shout in a hoarse voice, “No, no, no.”]

[I was just passing by, but now I can't leave. Where are my pants?]

[Ah... my wife is so beautiful! Her neck is so thin and her collarbone is so beautiful, perfect for pinching.]

[Crazy! Crazy! Are you crazy? Are you trying to steal my wife? Hold on tight to my wife.]

In the screen covered by barrage of comments, Xiao Qianchuan was obsessed with the delicious food.

Suddenly a reminder sounded in his mind.

[Congratulations, your live broadcast room has exceeded 1000 fans, and you have been recommended as a popular player in the new player area. You will be awarded 1000 points.]

Xiao Qianchuan's mind suddenly cleared up, and he lowered his head and laughed, "Hehe! One thousand yuan."

When he came to his senses and found that his wounds were even more serious, Xiao Qianchuan licked his lips and sighed helplessly.

The health value has dropped again!

Only 20 points left.

But after drinking the blood, he regained some of his sanity.

This might be a solution.

After quickly cleaning up the blood and rebandaging the wound, Xiao Qianchuan was just pulling on his shirt when the door handle suddenly turned slightly.

The fish took the bait earlier than he expected!

After quickly putting on his clothes, Xiao Qianchuan turned around and saw the pretty boy leaning against the door, staring at him.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you."

With an ambiguous and flirtatious tone, the pretty boy walked up to him and exhaled slowly into his ear, "Little white rabbit, cooperate with me. You know, the audience loves to watch this. To tell you the truth, I have 800 fans in my live broadcast room. If you are with me, you can get a lot of popularity."

The "little white rabbit" lowered his head and smiled, "Ah! So now you are riding on my popularity."

"Impossible, you're just a newcomer. How could you be more favored by the gods than me?"

The pretty boy was surprised. He denied it, but he felt a little blocked in his heart. He had a good figure, good skills, and his face was modeled after a Korean boy band. He couldn't understand why he would be outdone by a sickly little weakling.

God’s favor?

Xiao Qianchuan sneered in his heart. He didn't know whether the person on the other end of the live broadcast room was a human or a ghost. How could the guy who watched people fighting for fun be called a god? After fastening the last button at his neck, he stood up with a cold face and walked out.

The pretty boy, who was filled with anger, pushed the man back and looked at the boy's tightly tied collar.

"Do you know that there is a kind of temptation that is more obvious than it actually is? It's called abstinence. Oh! It's so tempting."

The boy looked up, but before he could react, the man suddenly leaned forward and approached him.

"You still have blood on you."

A big hand reached out directly, and the boy struggled to tilt his head back.

But the pretty boy didn't give him a chance to dodge and grabbed his chin with his other hand.

It feels really smooth!

The pretty boy chuckled, and regardless of the boy's struggle, he forcefully wiped away the few drops of blood on his cheek with his fingertips. He couldn't help but rub the teardrop mole under his eye with his thumb.

The "little white rabbit" was bullied so much that his eyes turned red. He tilted his head and bit the hand that was pinching his jaw.

The pretty boy hissed and immediately withdrew his hand. Looking at the bleeding tooth marks on his palm, he shrugged nonchalantly.

"It can bite people, damn cool. Come on! Bite here."

As he said that, he grabbed the other person's hand and slid it under him.

Xiao Qianchuan's nails shone like sharp blades, and he didn't mind giving the other party a small excision operation for free.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Teacher Xiao, are you okay?"

The two men paused, and it was Sun Zheng's voice.

Through the crack in the door, you can see someone standing outside, pacing back and forth anxiously.

Pursing his lips, Xiao Qianchuan glared at the pretty boy with red eyes.

He was hungry again and wanted to bite someone.

This look made the pretty boy feel itchy in his heart, making him want to bully her even more.

The door was suddenly kicked open with a bang. Jiaojiao crossed her arms and said, "Brother! It's just a piece of clothing, why are you so slow? Is that guy trying to seduce you?"

After saying that, he looked at the boy sitting on the corner of the bed. He thought he would refute, but unexpectedly, the man lowered his head.

Damn it! Could she be right?

Looking at the pretty boy again, his naked eyes were staring at the person on the bed, and his face clearly showed "I want to have sex".

Jiaojiao reached into the bag at her waist and rushed over, "I'm going to kill you."

The pretty boy frowned, picked up the clothes left on the bedside and wrapped them around the woman, then carried her out, kissing and coaxing her all the way.

After a while, Xiao Qianchuan came out, wearing a loose white robe. His temperament was clean and pure, like an intern who had just graduated from a medical school.

Sun Zheng was slightly stunned, then walked forward eagerly to show his concern, "Did he bully you? I saw him go in and wanted to stop him. But I... I have a deal with him."

He still chose to be the sheep of the pretty boy.

Sun Zheng's tone was awkward, but he quickly added, "Just now I thought you... three people died at once. I... we newcomers can't pass the level by ourselves. That woman followed Johnson, and the child is also bound to Jiaojiao. I can't do anything."

"I know. I'm fine."

The boy bit his lower lip with his pearly teeth, leaving a row of shallow marks, and sighed slowly. The red at the end of his eye, as if he had suffered great injustice, lingered for a long time.

What's wrong with this?

This is clearly a case of being badly bullied!