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The pure white bath towel wrapped the young man's slender and well-proportioned body, a pair of white and well-proportioned calves were exposed outside, and his dark eyes passed through the dense water vapor, and he glanced at the man Qing Lingling.

With just one glance, Lin Yuanqing's heart suddenly started beating with a "thump, bang, bang——" and his bony hands grasped the shower curtain in the palm of his hand, forming a deep wrinkle.

The beautiful young man opened his almond eyes, with a slight timidity in his eyes. Looking at the naked/topless man standing by the curtain, he unconsciously took a few steps back.

It was these few steps that made the man suddenly realize that he was wrong at this time.

His eyes were a little erratic, and the man who has always been calm and self-sufficient, for the first time in his life, said with some stumbles:

"I... I didn't mean it, it's just that you didn't answer me just now, so I'm a little worried about you."

It's just that even though the other party seemed a little at a loss at this time, he still didn't turn around and leave.

I don't know whether it's the steaming heat or the pain in the back that paralyzed Lan Qiaoyi's nerves, the young man tightened his grip on the bath towel on his chest, his slender and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, he said in a low voice :

"I'm fine, I just accidentally bumped into..."

"Where did you hit—"

Hearing this, the man immediately raised his head, staring straight at the young man who was about to retreat to the innermost part, his tone filled with unreasonable urgency and worry.

The beautiful fair NPC in front of him pursed his red lips tightly, and pressed a red line on his pink cheeks. He seemed to be startled by Lin Yuanqing's sudden increase in volume. For a moment, his eyes dodged a little, but he didn't respond Come over to answer each other.

"Jojo, where did you get hurt?"

The man mistakenly thinks that this is the forbearance made by the other party because he doesn't want to make him worry.Lin Yuanqing frowned slightly, put down the shower curtain in his hand, and a shadow fell behind him. He took a few steps towards the bathroom, with a slight eagerness in his steps.

The solid and white upper body with clear abdominal muscles was reflected in Lan Qiaoyi's eyes through the water vapor. He subconsciously wanted to back up, but his back lightly touched the board wall.

Because of his urgency, the man didn't think about it so much for a while, he finally stopped at a place one step away from Lan Qiaoyi, lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly:

"Be good, Qiao Qiao, let me take a look, where did you get hurt?"

His eyes were too earnest, and his words were carefully worded.

The young man turned his head slightly, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer the other party. He wanted to refuse clearly, but felt that this would hurt the other party's kindness.

He comforted himself in his heart that this was just the other party's normal concern.

Finally, the boy turned around, and the pure white towel slipped off slightly, revealing a small piece of white shoulder and neck, and the beautifully shaped butterfly bone caught the man's eyes.

"Is it here?" The slightly cool fingertips slowly pressed on the small bruise.

The low magnetic voice of the man behind him rang in Lan Qiaoyi's ear.

"Um……"

The boy grabbed the towel on his shoulder and nodded slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

Her fingers seemed to sink into the snow-white soft flesh, and Xiao Meili made a trembling voice.

"Yes, a little bit."

Lin Yuanqing's other hand hanging by his side was unconsciously clenched tightly, and the man's eyes could not conceal the distress.

The next second, Lan Qiaoyi felt a sudden chill on his back, and his body trembled.

"Don't move, this is ointment."

The slightly cool ointment gradually smudged on the smooth white back in circles. At first glance, the tall man seemed to be holding the boy in his arms.

During the 1 minute of applying the medicine, neither of them spoke. For a while, there was only the sound of water dripping from the shower.

"Tick-tock-tick-" accompanied by someone's light breathing.

"All right."

When Lan Qiaoyi was in a daze, the man stretched out his hand to pull the bath towel on his back. When the man's knuckles brushed the graceful neck, the boy's body trembled and his fingers curled up slightly.

"Get dressed, I'll wait for you outside."

When Lin Yuanqing lowered the curtain of the bathroom, he heard the low voice of the young man behind him:

"Ah."

A smile flashed across the man's brows, and the corners of his lips hadn't yet curled up. When he raised his eyes, he saw Liang Nian coming out of the bathroom opposite.

The boy was taken aback, his eyes shifted from Lin Yuanqing's undressed upper body to the steamy shower curtain behind the man, his expression was startled, and he suddenly realized something.

His eyes darkened, and in Lin Yuanqing's still smiling eyes, he strode over suddenly, and at the same time he was about to wave a hand hanging by his side.

Lan Qiaoyi was still wearing his clothes, the man's ointment was really a good thing, and within a few minutes, the pain on his back disappeared.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from outside the curtain. The young man was taken aback, and subconsciously accelerated the speed of getting dressed, then opened the shower curtain and walked outside.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Liang Nian swinging his fist at Lin Yuanqing, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously ran towards the boy.

"A Nian—" A slender figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and both of them were taken aback.

Liang Nian reflexively withdrew his fist, and the fist brushed against the young man's pink cheek.

"Qiao Qiao, are you okay?" The man behind him was the first to react. As soon as he grasped Lan Qiaoyi's shoulder, he brought it into his arms, holding the white and soft cheeks with both hands and inspecting them carefully.

"You still touch him—!"

The boy who was always indifferent had a slightly cold expression. All the calmness he had before fell apart when he met the young man. At this moment, he looked like a dragon that had been robbed of a treasure, his eyes were ruthless.

Hearing this, Lin Yuanqing's complexion sank, and he said:

"You almost hurt him."

Liang Nian was taken aback, and suddenly clenched the hand hanging by his side, his nails dug into the flesh, and five red marks were printed abruptly.

"Qiao Qiao, I..." The slender white fingers lightly pressed Liang Nian's slightly trembling lips, Lan Qiaoyi frowned and said:

"Ah Nian, I'm fine."

The young man shook his head, his brows and eyes were slightly curved, and he looked extremely beautiful.

The boy was taken aback, he opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when he heard the voice of the main system:

[The fourth act is about to begin. ]

[Note: This scene is a special scene, after entering, please do your best to hide your existence. ]

[Ten, nine, eight... two, one, enter. ]

The scene around the three of them suddenly turned aside, and when he opened his eyes again, Lan Qiaoyi almost thought that he had returned to the pitch-black environment.

But in the next second, someone was holding his right hand, and there was a gentle caress on the back of his hand, which made him feel at ease.

At the same time, Liang Nian's voice came from the left:

"Jojo, don't be afraid."

Not far away, there is the familiar artificial lake, and the night breeze blowing slowly is cool.

Several people were about to walk there, but at this moment, Lin Yuanqing, who had already changed into clothes, stopped him in a low voice:

"It's not right, there seems to be someone there."

Lan Qiaoyi looked up, and was a little surprised to find that a figure really appeared under the big tree.

In the dark night, the boy couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he could roughly know that the person was a man.

Vaguely, he could still see something heavy behind him.

As soon as the boy put the thing in his hand, he bent down. When he stood up again, under the hazy moonlight, Lan Qiaoyi could clearly see the... hoe he raised?

The boy opened his eyes slightly, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

The sound of "Kacha Kacha——" faintly reached the ears of the three of them, again and again, and I don't know how long it took. Under the gaze of the three of them, the man finally stopped what he was doing.

The boy turned around and dragged out the pile of heavy objects behind him.

With the help of the moonlight, Lan Qiaoyi finally saw clearly the shape of the other party's objects—it was a person!

He was packed in a sack by that boy and dragged here.

A burst of light laughter suddenly sounded, with some strange tone, falling into Lan Qiaoyi's ears.

In the next second, the boy watched helplessly as the boy pushed the man under the big tree.

Lan Qiaoyi looked at the branches that were blown wildly by the night wind, his heart sank, and he suddenly realized: the girl was really killed and buried under the locust tree.

When he realized this, the voice of the main system in his mind suddenly sounded:

[It is detected that the dungeon of [Nvhuai] has been completed, ready to leave: three, two, one. ]

When Lan Qiaoyi opened his eyes again, he was sitting in the classroom, his left hand was still being held for the first time, only this time...

He turned his head to look, and saw Feng Qingsheng's sharp and clear face.

"A Sheng."

When he came out of the bizarre dungeon, the first time he saw a familiar person, the grievance in his heart suddenly rushed to his heart.

"What's the matter, Jojo?"

Feng Qingsheng moved closer to him slightly, looked at the silent Xiaomei, even though his expression looked a little cold, the concern in his eyes did not seem to be fake.

However, Lan Qiaoyi couldn't tell the other party what he had experienced. He looked at Lin Yuanze, who was pestering his brother who kept asking him not far away, and with a sweep of his gaze, he met Liang Nian on the other side of the classroom.

The boy suddenly said:

"Asheng, besides [Nvhuai], in that "Old History of Fengling", are there any strange campus tales?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingsheng frowned. Although he didn't know why the boy suddenly asked this question, he still said:

"[Cursed Classroom] [The Door Knocker]..."

Hearing these names, Lan Qiao Yiguang felt a bit of coolness on his body. After experiencing the copy of [Nvhuai], he vaguely felt that maybe the contents of that book were the clues.

He looked at the several taskers who were discussing at this time, and suddenly realized that 039's identity buff card is so useful.

Among the few people, the only one who has read that book is himself.

[Jiujiu, you are really great! ]

Although 039 didn't know why the host suddenly praised itself, it still happily said:

[As long as I can help the host, I will be very happy! ]

Lan Ranyi suddenly smiled, then he got up and walked towards the door of the classroom.

Feng Qingsheng, who was behind him, watched the young man's hand slip out of his palm, subconsciously pinched his fingertips, and said:

"Jojo, where are you going?"

At this moment, the boy noticed that when the boy got up, three or four eyes were focused on the other party at the same time, and his eyes were dim.

Lan Qiaoyi smiled back and said:

"A Sheng, don't worry, I just went to see the teacher, and I have some new insights into the answers to the questions I just read."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Yuanze immediately raised his hand and said loudly:

"Take me! I'm going too."

Lan Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, then heard the other two girls in the team say:

"Let's go together too."

As taskers, they knew in their hearts that if they did not take the initiative to attack, they would not get clues at all.

Lin Yuanqing and Liang Nian followed the boy closely, but they didn't speak in the end.Because they know that in the dungeon, they need to cooperate with each other, and they can't monopolize the clue characters.

——Even if their hearts are full of reluctance at this time.

When passing by his younger brother, Lin Yuanqing whispered:

"Protect him."

When Lan Qiaoyi passed by Liang Nian, the boy held his wrist. The boy lowered his eyes, and heard the other person say to him:

"Jojo, I'll wait here for your return."

He thought the boy was an NPC, so he wouldn't be hurt.

The beautiful NPC smiled, nodded, and was about to leave the classroom.

Feng Qingsheng subconsciously wanted to follow behind him, but was stopped by Lan Qiaoyi.

"A Sheng, you have to study hard and wait for me to come back. You can no longer be a student who skips class."

The soft warning sound fell into the boy's ears, and it was understood as the boy's concern for him.

He finally stopped in his tracks, like a knight who had heard his little master's order and faithfully fulfilled his promise.

……

In the corridor, figures of four people appeared. Lin Yuanze surrounded the young man, his eyes passed across his white and soft cheeks, and he couldn't help but say:

"Xiaomei, when did you and your boyfriend get together?"

"A Sheng is not my boyfriend." Lan Qiaoyi replied with some helplessness, his brows slightly curved.

The boy was taken aback, as if he had been encouraged, and continued to speak:

"Then what do you think of me?"

The young man with exquisite eyebrows and eyes turned his head to look at him, and repeated in a daze:

"What... how?"

The boy smiled, ignoring the narrow smiles of the two girls behind him, and said bluntly:

"I mean—" he dragged his voice, his eyes fixed on the expressions of the people around him, his throat moved slightly, and an inexplicable tension emerged in his heart.

"Look at me, I don't look bad, am I qualified to have a sweet campus love with you?"

Lan Qiaoyi didn't seem to expect that the other party would be so straightforward, he was taken aback, and then quickened his pace, as if he wanted to avoid this question.

When passing through the corridor, the boy's unwilling voice sounded intermittently behind him, and he even reached out and grabbed the boy's wrist.

Lan Qiaoyi paused and turned his head. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly fixed on the glass of the classroom door directly opposite.

He suddenly realized: This is the abandoned classroom last time.

Like a ghost, the boy stopped halfway, turned around and walked towards the classroom.

He looked inside through the glass on the door, and it was the abandoned appearance before.

"What's the matter?" The boy behind him walked up to him, and before Lan Qiaoyi could stop him, he pushed open the door.

In the classroom, there are a few students sitting in it.

"who are you?"

One of the boys with dyed yellow hair asked in a bad tone.

Lan Qiaoyi opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the neatly arranged desks and chairs in front of him in disbelief—he was clearly outside before, and he saw...

The young man frowned slightly, a little confused, what happened to the previous scene?

Seeing that a few people did not answer, the yellow hair looked at the two men and two women who came in suddenly, and said in a bad tone:

"Who are you?"

But as soon as his voice fell, he suddenly heard a voice from the classroom broadcast:

"The following announcement will be broadcast: A murderer with an ax appeared in our school. Please stay calm, students, try to find a closed space to hide, close the doors and windows, and don't go out casually. The school has called the police. Immediately... ..."

The sound of the broadcast stopped abruptly, and then there was a sound of "Zi Zi la la--". Lin Yuanmo frowned, and before the few people could react, he turned around instantly and closed the classroom door. Door.

At this moment, the voice of the main system came:

[It has been detected that the number of players is 4, and the requirements for triggering the instance of [Cursed Classroom] have been met. ]

[I wish you a safe return. ]