Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Yan Jun and Ning Xue frolicked for a while, invisibly narrowing the distance between them.

Hundreds of millions of viewers guarding the screen saw the two flirting and were fed a wave of dog food, but they were more puzzled by the behavior of the two.

"The god of death has clearly set his sights on the young lady, but why does she still have the mind to act like a spoiled brat with Brother Jun?"

"Maybe the young lady is very brave at heart?"

"If I were her, since the omen of death had already been triggered, and I had been entangled by the god of death over and over again, fear and fear would have no effect. It would be better to spend the last time with my beloved. Amazing performance, I can feel that strong sense of security through the screen."

"It makes sense, trusting and relying on someone you love is indeed a happy thing."

"That's what you said, but Brother Jun still has to act to save Miss! Why didn't I see that Brother Jun was going to do something?"

"Do you think Brother Jun is a god? He is the chosen son of heaven, others are not. It is amazing that he can defeat the god of death by himself and save a life in times of crisis!"

"That's right! Brother Jun has a keen sense of danger, and his luck is against the sky. He can indeed fight against the god of death. But the problem is, he can't predict the death of others!"

"Hey! What a perfect young lady, I hope I can use Brother Jun's luck to escape the catastrophe!"

In Yan Jun's live broadcast room, countless viewers sighed with embarrassment, but they were unable to change all this, so they could only pin their hopes on Yan Jun.

Most people are still kind and don't want to see the good things in this world destroyed.

in the room.

Yan Jun devoured a large plate of Yangzhou fried rice, and then drank the red wine in the glass.

'82 Lafite, however, does have a red wine taste to it.

On the contrary, Ning Xue put down her chopsticks after only taking a few bites, and showed a faint smile of guilt to Yan Jun: "I'm sorry, I don't want to waste food, just..."

"If you don't have an appetite, forget it." Yan Jun said casually.

The unremarkable conversation between the two made the audience stunned.

"Really? The little sister just lost the appetite and wasted some food, and she actually apologized to Brother Jun? Besides, she is the precious daughter of the richest man in Jiangcheng, and she has no shortage of food and clothing. This is too outrageous, isn't it? !"

"Hahaha, don't you understand this? Once a girl likes a boy, she will be very concerned about her image in the other person's mind, including appearance, dress, personality and so on."

"The one upstairs is worthy of being an emotion master, he is enlightened!"

"I bet that 99% of the male compatriots in the live broadcast room have never had such an experience!"

"Brother, I beg you not to scold!!"

After the two finished dinner, Yan Jun took a minute to clear the dishes.

"You...want to play games?"

Ning Xue looked at Yan Jun and said obediently, "I can accompany you by your side."

She didn't want to affect Yan Jun's mood because of her own affairs. She only had one thought in her heart. Even if she had an accident the next second, she would stay by Yan Jun's side.

"No."

Yan Jun shook his head and sat back opposite Ning Xue again: "Let's chat."

"it is good!"

Ning Xue's face instantly burst into a smile, full of joy.

Of course she was very happy to play games with Yan Jun, but she always felt that she lacked the feeling of mutual affection between couples.

If the omen of death hadn't been triggered, she wouldn't be so eager to hope that the two's emotions would heat up quickly.

But unfortunately, time waits for no one!

Nasty Grim Reaper!

7621!

7620!

7619!

Watching the numbers floating in the void above Ning Xue's head keep changing, Yan Jun was somewhat nervous.

The Eye of Supervision saw the countdown to Ning Xue's death.

There are more than seven thousand seconds left!

Just over two hours!

Although he took the Lucky Capsule, Yan Jun couldn't guarantee that he could save him at the last moment.

The methods of the god of death are all kinds of strange, and they are hard to prevent.

The shot that had been cast on the square before was entirely due to the lucky capsule.

After the two sat down, Yan Jun did not speak in a hurry, but instead stared at Ning Xue without squinting.

I have to say that Ning Xue is indeed very beautiful. Her fair and clean face without makeup is not inferior to those of the big stars, and the temperament emanating from her body can easily make the opposite sex intoxicated.

After a short contact, Yan Jun had to admit the fact that he was tempted by this girl whose appearance, figure, family background, character and cultivation were impeccable!

Just take it for granted!

Soon, Ning Xue blushed and lowered her head slightly.

In this situation, countless audience members were overwhelmed and laughed unwittingly.

The two didn't say a word, but the dog food was scattered all over the sky.

Too much bullying!

Yan Jun took a deep breath and spoke suddenly.

"Xiaoxue, can I ask you a question?"

Ning Xue was stunned for a while, but her heart burst into joy, and then she smiled sweetly: "Okay!"

"If...I mean if, if you only had the last two hours of your life, what would you do?"

The expression on Yan Jun's face was neither happy nor sad. After asking this sentence, he quietly waited for Ning Xue's answer.

Before Ning Xue spoke, the netizens exploded in an instant.

"Damn it! Brother Jun, will you chat? It's such a time, and you still ask such a heart-wrenching question from Miss Ren? Isn't this adding fuel to the fire?!"

"That's right, Brother Jun, let's make a good match? Even if you can't save others, you have to spend the last good time with Miss Sister in your life!"

"Hey! Brother Jun, if this question is changed to normal, there will be no problem, let's assume, but right now... it's really inappropriate!"

"Brother Jun, you are not afraid of the sky, but Miss Ning Xue doesn't have such a strong psychological quality as you!"

Just when everyone posted a bullet screen accusing Yan Jun, some netizens suddenly raised their doubts.

"Hey? Do you think Brother Jun knew something in advance, and then asked that, otherwise it doesn't make sense! No matter how straight a man is, he won't put salt on a girl's wound, right?"

"It seems reasonable to say that. Judging from the previous live broadcast, every move of Brother Jun seems to have a deep meaning! So we can never keep up with Brother Jun's rhythm."

"Yes, what Brother Jun is asking is that there are two hours left, why not one day, ten minutes, five minutes, this is worth thinking about!"

"Could it be that Brother Jun can predict when Death will strike? This is too bad!"

"Don't guess, let's wait and see!"

In the live broadcast room, hundreds of millions of viewers were eagerly waiting, and their inner emotions were extremely complicated. There were expectations, doubts, worries, and prayers for Ning Xue, a girl who made countless people feel good.