Draw a sick beauty card in the escape game

Bian Nanfeng's sanity is still there, but this sanity is not enough to suppress the beast that was released from the cage.

In his body, since he was very young, he knew that there was a beast imprisoned in the iron cage deep in his heart. The beast's fangs were sharp, and it would open its fangs from time to time, trying to break open the cage and escape from the cage.

The medicine he carried with him was said to treat his illness, but in fact it was just a forced restraint and could not really cure him.

There is no cure for his illness.

For many people who were forcibly dragged into this death escape game, they were all fearful and desperate, but Bian Nanfeng was not. It can be said that when he was pulled in, he knew from the very beginning that he would like it here.

In fact, he even thanked those people, or those things.

It was they who gave him the space to be free.

He was always taking medicine, not because Bian Nanfeng really wanted to make himself more normal, but because he knew very well what he was like when he was out of control.

No matter how powerful the reason is, it cannot suppress the crazy and cruel animal desire.

The young boy in his arms is not an exaggeration to describe it as a boy.

With an extremely slender body, delicate limbs, limbs, Bian Nanfeng easily clasped the boy's hands on top of his head with one hand.

They were on the operating table, and there were many people lying on the operating table in the past. The blood of those people still remained on the operating table. The red blood had turned into a dark color, setting off the whiteness of Li Yao's skin. The visual impact at that moment was strong. to amazing.

Bian Nanfeng was breathing deeply, he heard his own exhalation, and he saw Li Yao's reflection in his eyes filled with frightened tears.

It was a face he was familiar with, but it wasn't the one he was familiar with when his animal desires were completely released.

Bian Nanfeng's fingertips slid across Li Yao's pale, bloodless face.

The doctor threw away his medicine and threw it out of the window. When he arrived downstairs at this time, Bian Nanfeng knew that Fang Yan and Zhou Xin were downstairs. If he asked them to help him find it, he should be able to find it soon.

He is a human being, and should not be controlled by a beast full of desire to destroy.

He should immediately go downstairs to look for medicine, swallow the half bottle of medicine, and then slowly return to a normal human being.

Bian Nanfeng's rationality made him do this.

But I don't know why, Bian Nanfeng didn't listen to reason, the tender and pale skin under his fingertips, with a strange and strange magic power, was absorbing Bian Nanfeng's fingers, making him reluctant to move his hands away from this person's body open.

The smell of blood was strong in the air, and the doctor's body was lying not far from the operating table. Scarlet blood was still gushing from the slit throat, as if there was endless blood flowing from the doctor's body.

The pungent fishy sweetness made the blood in Bian Nanfeng's veins surge rapidly and crazily.

His fingertips came to Li Yao's neck, where there were two scars, one was scratched lightly by Bian Nanfeng with a scalpel, and the other was the scar from Bian Nanfeng's sharp teeth. A trace of blood.

His fingertips were stained, and Bian Nanfeng's dark abyss-like pupils trembled. The tip of his scarlet tongue licked his fingers. Li Yao's blood was sweet. At that moment, it seemed like fragrant nectar, sweet all the way to Bian Nanfeng's heart, making his heart ache. They couldn't help setting off layers of ripples.

Li Yao's pupils were wide open, and it seemed that if he tried a little harder, the eyeballs that were terrified to the extreme would burst out of their sockets.

But in the end it still didn't work. Bian Nanfeng took off his clothes and covered Li Yao's eyes. This man was so scared that his whole body was trembling with fear. If he couldn't see his face full of desire, maybe he would feel better.

Bian Nanfeng kindly thought that, he didn't know that when his vision was blocked, Li Yao's other senses would be magnified to the extreme in an instant.

Li Yao, who was lying on the operating table, was offered as a sacrifice to the evil god.

Fear invaded his whole body, even if Bian Nanfeng stopped clasping his arms and let him go, he would no longer have the strength to struggle and escape.

The terrifying aura surrounding Bian Nanfeng was more frightening than death.

It was a bottomless abyss, anyone who approached it would be dragged into the abyss and fall into the endless darkness.

The outer packaging of the sacrifice was slowly torn apart by the evil god, revealing the most primitive but also the most beautiful side of the sacrifice.

This is God's most proud work. It is so pure and white that people can't bear to stain it with any traces. But at the same time, it also makes people suddenly have a strong desire to destroy.

To destroy him, to destroy him, to tear him apart.

Let him shatter completely.

The sacrificial offering went back and forth between being broken and patched, disassembled inside and out, held in the palm of the hand and played with it wantonly.

Begging and begging are useless, they are just a temporary addition of beautiful music.

The unbearable body was on the verge of breaking, and bent into an unimaginable arc.The anklet presented by the doctor was not taken off, and it was shaking slightly at this moment. At first, the pupils of the eyes, which were still stained with light, gradually dimmed, and finally there was nothing but emptiness.

It seems that the soul has left the body that was attacked, leaving only a poor and fragile body that is still forced to endure strong strife.

Downstairs, Fang Yan and Zhou Xin looked at each other. A strange sound came from a certain room upstairs. It only took a moment for both of them to guess what was going on. Although there was only one person's voice, the other person, two Everyone has a heart-to-heart and knows who it might be.

Or determine who it is.

It seems that something happened to the dungeon boss here. There is no iron chain on Fang Yan's body, only heavy metal anklets. He can still walk, and he can also climb up the stairs, but the process will be slower.But after thinking about it for a while, he gave up and went upstairs.

Fang Yan walked up to Zhou Xin, and took out a thin metal needle from the sole of his foot. He always carried some props on his body. The doctor didn't search him thoroughly, so Fang Yan still kept some things.

After giving the needle to Zhou Xin, Zhou Xin untied the iron chain on his neck in two or three strokes. Holding the iron chain, Zhou Xin lowered his eyes and seemed to be a little bit reluctant.

"Want to wear it? Then put it on." Fang Yan saw the meaning in Zhou Xin's eyes.

Zhou Xin threw away the iron chain, clasped the back of his neck with his palms, moved his neck twice, stood up, and Zhou Xin looked behind a glass window upstairs.

"Aren't you going up?" Zhou Xin raised an eyebrow and asked Fang Yan.

Fang Yan pursed his lips, turned around and sat down on the steps beside Zhou Xin, with his hands on his knees.

"What am I going to do?"

"Go up and save people." Zhou Xin had a half-smile.

"Save people? I'm afraid that if people are not saved, I will die first." Fang Yan has no doubts about this result.

Zhou Xin also sat down. He bent one leg and straightened the other. Looking down at the clean ground, he shook his head and said apologetically, "I owe him one more time."

"The debt you owe is less?" Fang Yan knew what Zhou Xin was talking about. That weak boy thought that he could live smoothly by relying on the school doctor. Without them, he would indeed be able to get what he wanted.

He was a bit unlucky to meet them.

"I hope he's still alive." Although Fang Yan had never seen what Bian Nanfeng looked like when he was really sick, Fang Yan could guess that no one could live in front of Bian Nanfeng in that state.

Even if he could, he would probably prefer to die himself.

The strange sound upstairs lasted for a while, then suddenly stopped, but Zhou Xin and the others still waited for a long time before Bian Nanfeng came downstairs.

Bian Nanfeng didn't come down alone, he held someone in his arms.

It was that person who was covered by a very long white coat, and nothing could be seen about him, but the two bare feet exposed under the coat, and the scarlet and ferocious finger marks on the ankles were enough to let people know that something happened not long ago. what.

"Is he still alive?" Zhou Xin approached and asked.

Bian Nanfeng's scarlet pupils had returned to normal, but there was still blood in them.

After Bian Nanfeng gave him a slight look, Zhou Xin immediately backed away, to the distance that Bian Nanfeng could not kick.

"That guy above, do you want to dispose of the corpse?" Zhou Xin changed the subject.

"No, let's go." Bian Nanfeng walked out of the hospital with Li Yao who had passed out in his arms.

Zhou Xin and Fang Yan followed behind him. Fang Yan stared at Zhou Xin, telling him to pay attention. Zhou Xin grabbed his hair. He really wanted to see what the man in the white coat looked like now.

Several people walked out of the hospital. Not long after they walked out, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, but none of them showed any surprised expressions. They stood in place, waiting for the space to change.

The transformation stopped, and they came to the school teacher, not the rooftop. Although the dungeon boss fell, the dungeon was still going on, and there was still a distance from the exit.

There is a player in the classroom, the player curled up and fell to the ground, surrounded by a circle of classmates, everyone is throwing things at the player.

The player is desperate and helpless, ready to collapse at any moment.

"Go to hell, jump from there!"

"Go, jump off and you'll be free."

"Jump, jump straight out, why not jump?"

Classmates, talk to each other, point to the window on the right, and let the collapsed players jump down by themselves.

The player got up in pain and crawled towards the window.

The classmates surrounded him, and someone was pushing him gently.

The player climbed onto the window, and he turned to look at the people in the classroom. Everyone was full of malice, grinning and waiting for him to jump down.

The player closed his eyes, let go of the hand holding the window rail, and at the moment his body was about to fall, someone was catching him.

Then the player was dragged back to the classroom, he fell to the ground, and the dull pain made him a little more conscious.

He raised his head to see who saved him, but he couldn't see the other person's face, he could only see a tall and tall back. The students fell down one by one, and 'she' raised her leg, kicking the student on the right who was attacking 'her' so that she bent down.

The player fell in love with 'her' at first sight, he reached out his hand to touch his angel, after the angel beat all the students to the ground, he walked towards the back door of the classroom, there were several people standing outside the door, two of them, one of them was holding Something, if you look carefully, it seems to be a person.

Both of them were tall and handsome, with different types of handsomeness, one was stern and the other was handsome.

The long-haired angel walked towards the handsome man, who patted the angel on the shoulder, and the player crawled on the ground on all fours. He didn't want anything else, but wanted to see what his angel looked like, and that was all he wanted.

Zhou Xin put Fang Yan's shoulders on his shoulders and was about to lead someone away when he suddenly saw a poor person crawling over on the ground. Looking carefully at the other person's expression, it was obvious that he was infatuated with someone.

Zhou Xin pressed against Fang Yan's ear and laughed: "You have another admirer, why don't you say goodbye to him?"

Fang Yan squinted his eyes and suddenly became unhappy, but he didn't push Zhou Xin away. He turned his head slightly, and Fang Yan saw the player who was about to crawl behind him.

He laughed with a completely masculine voice, and no one would misunderstand his gender when he heard it.

Fang Yan walked out of the classroom quickly, and the player lay on the ground, looking sluggish.

A few people walked forward again. When they passed some classrooms, Fang Yan would go in first when he saw players inside. Sometimes Zhou Xin would follow him to help a little. Even if they were ghosts, these students were not their opponents.

Zhou Xin broke a table, carried a wooden stick, and walked easily and happily.

Leaving the classroom, they came to a certain bedroom. Outside the bedroom, parents were arguing about whether to send their mentally ill child to the hospital.

Zhou Xin opened the door, walked in front of the 'parents', and directly gave each of them a stick, without any politeness, and swung it at the heads of the two.

"These rubbish are not worthy of being parents at all." Zhou Xin walked out of the house stepping on the bodies of the two indifferently.

The scene changes, several people are standing in the consultation room of the hospital. In order to earn more money, the doctor lied that the player is really sick and needs to be hospitalized. The 'parents' leave after giving the money, leaving the player behind.

The doctor came to the player, grabbed the person's arm, and injected medicine into the player's body.

Fang Yan grabbed the doctor's wrist, threw him on the table, raised his arm, and hit the doctor's chest with his elbow.

Moving forward, a fog door reappeared, which was somewhat different from the previous one. There was a long corridor between the fog door and Bian Nanfeng. Both sides of the corridor had the same walls. There were no classrooms, only a corridor.

The thin mist in the corridor dissipated, and instead of the mist, there were countless ghostly students. Their bodies were still human, but their faces had changed, and they all became distorted and evil.

In the middle of Wumen stood a man in a white coat. It was the school doctor whose throat had been cut by Bian Nanfeng not long ago.

There was still a bloody mouth on the school doctor's neck, but the blood had stopped flowing. His whole body was pale like a dead body. The school doctor's eyes moved slowly, and fixed on the person in Bian Nanfeng's arms.

The charming student he had his eyes on had a seductive fragrance all over his body, but it bloomed in other people's arms.

It was his treasure, and he had to get it back.

The monsters in front of the school doctor swarmed up, flocking to the humans who tried to leave this space.

Zhou Xin and Fang Yan walked forward from the left and right at the same time, and walked in front of Bian Nanfeng.

Fang Yan put his hands behind his head, curled his long hair, and coiled it with a small wooden stick.

"Hey, really, when do you want to wear women's clothing?" The ghosts were about to approach, the smell of blood had already filled the air, and the horn of the battle had already sounded, but Zhou Xin suddenly turned his head and said something to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan stared at Zhou Xin coldly, Zhou Xin shrugged and smiled, took off the table leg on his shoulders, and dragged the wooden stick on the ground, making harsh sounds.

"Okay, it's time to start the fun!"

Zhou Xin rushed forward with a dive, kicked several classmates down, stood on top of one of them, hit the opponent's head with a wooden stick, jumped to the left, raised his hand and smashed the wooden stick into the chest of another monster .

Stomping on the wall and turning around, Zhou Xin kicked away the three students who rushed at him at the same time.

Hooking the corners of his mouth, Zhou Xin whistled, apparently in a good mood.

Fang Yan didn't have a weapon in his hand. He didn't need a weapon to deal with these monsters. He was quick and quick. As long as he made a move, he would snap the monster's arm, grab his head and hit the wall fiercely.From the outside, Fang Yan looks handsome, but once in a fight, he has nothing to do with femininity.

Some of the monsters had weapons in their hands, and Fang Yan grabbed the weapons and returned them the next second, forcing them back by violent means.

Bian Nanfeng stopped for a few seconds, and picked up his stopped pace again. Those ghosts seemed to know not to stop Bian Nanfeng, but rushed to both sides to attack Zhou Xin and Fang Yan. Soon Bian Nanfeng came to the school doctor.

Sure enough, it is a dungeon boss, and it won't die so quickly.

Bend down and put Li Yao in his arms on the ground, the white coat fell off a little, revealing Li Yao's face and shoulders, Li Yao was wearing clothes, but the exposed neck and collarbone were all messy Red marks, gnawed, sipped.

Pulling up the coat, Bian Nanfeng pressed Li Yao's red and swollen lips with his fingertips, almost wanting to kiss him again.

Standing up, Bian Nanfeng turned to the school doctor. The school doctor's eyes were all bloodthirsty and ferocious, wishing to tear Bian Nanfeng to pieces immediately.

Bian Nanfeng turned his wrist, and a scalpel that wiped off the blood appeared.

In fact, he didn't play to his heart's content before, and he was a little regretful.

This is just right now, let his blood boil even more.

Both holding scalpels, they run towards each other at the same time.