Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Chapter 134 Lilac Academy (10)

Cui Hao was speechless.

Can the stalk of transvestite be passed?

Cui Hao grabbed his hair, which couldn't even be tied into a braid, and broke down, "Where should I wear it, giegie!"

"Ah! So you were worried about this, I thought you didn't want to wear it."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he walked up to Cui Hao and directly pinned the hairpin to his ear.

Cui Hao: "..."

ok! i'fe.

Cui Hao: "Brother, is there something wrong with this hairpin? That's why you don't let Xiaoyue wear it?"

Fu Yan: "No! I just think it suits you well."

Cui Hao: "..."

i' thanks! I will really thank you!

While talking, Gu Xiaoqiang also came back from get out of class.

He had a mournful face, as if he wanted to die for someone anytime, anywhere.

Out of concern for his roommate, Fu Yan thoughtfully sent his sincere greetings, "What's wrong, Qiangzi? Did your father blow up?"

Gu Xiaoqiang's tears of grievance spewed out instantly.

He flew forward, hugged Fu Yan's thigh, pointed to his wrist, and said incoherently, "Abaa, ababa."

Fu Yan: "..."

You just said that your daddy exploded, and you hugged me and called daddy.

The little bastard is not trying to curse me, is he? !

Cui Hao heard the words, but while comforting Gu Xiaoqiang, he explained with empathy: "He said that he would never go to math class again. In one class, the teacher asked a total of twelve questions, clicked on him thirteen times, and he replied No way, all points will be deducted, I'm afraid I won't survive tomorrow morning."

"He said that he came back to say goodbye to us. If we can summon him later, I hope we don't hang him on the fan. He is afraid of heights."

Fu Yan: "..."

"He only said seven words in total. How did you translate so many words?" Fu Yan looked at Cui Hao suspiciously. Could it be that the brat was lying to him.

But in the next second, he saw Gu Xiaoqiang nodding in agreement while wiping away his tears.

Then, as if he had found a bosom friend, he plunged into Cui Hao's arms.

Cui Hao also patted his back to comfort him.

Fu Yan: "..."

Otherwise, you should be the father.

Gu Xiaoqiang cried and cried, feeling that something was poking him in the ear.

He looked up, and saw Cui Hao's eyes were reddish, and a lady's hairpin was pinned to his ear. His eyes were full of... Maternal love?

Gu Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment.

Then he slowly let go of Cui Hao's arm.

In turn, he hugged Fu Yan's thigh back.

Woooooo, there is a pervert in the house...

He is not stuttering.

Fu Yan patted Gu Xiaoqiang's head lightly, bent down and handed him a handkerchief.

Gu Xiaoqiang was moved to tears again. He was about to say something when Fu Yan looked at him and said softly, "If you dare to rub your tears and snot on me, I will kill you."

Gu Xiaoqiang: "Oh..."

into the night.

The clock struck twelve.

The old god Fu Yan was sitting in the dormitory, waiting for his devils.

He didn't intend to go to the principal's office tonight.

His points were almost spent by the dead old man during the day.

As the saying goes, don't be sick if you don't have anything, don't be rich if you have anything.

He doesn't need to share this kind of thing, but he must not let others have more than him.

Fu Yan crossed his legs and sat quietly in the bedroom.

It was already ten past twelve, and his devils hadn't come yet.

Gu Xiaoqiang and Cui Hao looked at each other, and said weakly, "Brother Fu, why don't you wait, they won't come."

Fu Yan tapped the back of his hand with his index finger, and looked straight out of the window, "Wait a little longer, maybe there is a traffic jam on the road, they said they would come."

Gu Xiaoqiang: "..."

Gu Xiaoqiang sighed.

Unexpectedly, the legendary God Fu has such an innocent side.

Another ten minutes passed.

Cui Hao also held a brush, and came forward to persuade him, "Don't wait, they won't come, Xiaoqiang and I will recruit some more."

Fu Yan suddenly tilted his head and smiled, "They are here."

After the words fell, I saw a figure in red, like a top, spinning and bumping into it.

Immediately, Fu Yan stepped on the ground.

The big windmill lay on the ground, hugging its head, howling uncontrollably, "Brother...Brother, I was wrong... Please...don't let it spin anymore...I really can't stand it...vomit..."

Before Da Fengche finished speaking, two more female ghosts stumbled and fell in.

They are also like the big windmill, clutching their heads in pain.

Before Cui Hao had time to react, he saw two blue-faced fangs and long-haired ghosts outside the window, as if they were drunk, they bumped into each other with a bang, and then both crashed.

Cui Hao and Gu Xiaoqiang immediately went to the window.

I saw that the green belt outside the window was densely covered with miserable ghosts.

They all covered their heads and howled in pain, "Ancestor, we know we were wrong..."

Fu Yan got up slowly at this moment. He walked to the window, looked coldly at the group of ghosts downstairs, and said flatly, "Still come up."

Fu Yan planted Ye Xi's spiritual power in their minds yesterday.

These are all little ghosts, and they can't waste much mental power.

Five minutes later, a group of ghosts circled their knees, and Fu Yan Shi Shiran sat in the middle, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"understood."

"Do you still dare?"

"Don't dare."

"Let's line up to get the props." Fu Yan said and pointed in Cui Hao's direction.

If you want to become bigger and stronger, you must convince people with virtue.

Another day of being overwhelmed by one's own virtue.

At the same time, He Shuyue was also invoking the soul.

Although Fu Yan said to let Cui Hao assign it to her, she is not the kind of person who just waits.

It's been two days since she entered the dungeon, and she hasn't killed a single npc.

I can only cut a few little ghosts first to enjoy the hand addiction.

He Shuyue walked into the toilet, lit a candle in front of the mirror, and then turned off the light, "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary..."

Just read twice.

The candlelight in his hand flickered suddenly, and there was a loud knock on the door.

Something was standing at her toilet door knocking.

This realization made He Shuyue very excited.

But now no one can disturb her date with Mary.

He Shuyue held the candle in one hand and kicked on the toilet door.

A loud "boom" sounded in the room.

The door of the toilet trembled when He Shuyue kicked it, but the candle in her hand didn't even shake its shadow.

The things outside the door stopped moving instantly, whether they were frightened by He Shuyue.

He Shuyue faced the mirror and continued the interrupted ceremony just now.

After reading the last word, the candle in He Shuyue's hand suddenly ignited a green flame.

She looked up into the mirror.

In the mirror, her facial features were gradually rotting, her skin and flesh were cracked inch by inch, and someone used a razor blade to cut a deep gash on her neck.

Blood spurted from her neck and flowed down the mirror.

A pair of blood-red eyes slowly appeared in the mirror.

He Shuyue stood where she was, with the veins on her forehead popping out.

A sense of suffocation gradually rose up in the neck.

She deserves to be a woman who spent a penny on her.

There is still something about this little Ma.

But that's all.

He Shuyue held back her physical discomfort, tilted her head to look into her eyes in the mirror, and said mockingly, "That's all you have."

Immediately, he took out the dagger at his waist, and stabbed at the eyes on the mirror with lightning speed.

"what--!"

After a scream, the restroom returned to calm.

He Shuyue flicked out the candle, pulled out the dagger from the mirror with one hand, and slowly opened the bathroom door.