The Lord God Depends on Me

In the depths of the corridor, there seemed to be a dark shadow gradually approaching.

Xia Qingshuang turned back and rushed directly behind Liu Xinyue.

Liu Xinyue was barefoot and had already assumed a fighting posture.

As soon as a black shadow came out of the darkness, Liu Xinyue only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of her eyes, and Ye Wanlin actually took the lead in printing a flying kick directly on the opponent's forehead.

Then, the other party's head just flew out directly.

Four women:! ! !

Xia Qingshuang closed her eyes in shock.

So terrifying.

Ye Wanlin, whose body was still in mid-air, instantly lost her balance and fell directly onto the opponent.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Zhou Xiaopang found a utility room with several animal suits in it.

This is what they need most at the moment.

So he put on a penguin suit and went directly to Ren Xiaofeng and Sun Tianzheng.

The three of them were still wandering in the utility room, they heard Xia Qingshuang and the others shouting, thinking that something happened, so they put on an animal suit and rushed over.

Because it is not convenient to walk after wearing this animal suit, the three chose to jump and walk.

But who knows, only near the office of the student union, Ren Xiaofeng felt that his head was heavy, and the hood just flew out.

Then he was crushed to the ground by some heavy object.

Sun Tianzheng and Zhou Xiaofatzi who followed immediately stopped.

"Who, who?"

Ren Xiaofeng tried to sit up, but she couldn't do it in this heavy panda suit.

Ye Wanlin also realized that the three of them were Ren Xiaofeng, and she quickly sat up.

He just straddled Ren Xiaofeng's body like this.

At this time, the waist couldn't exert force, and Ren Xiaofeng couldn't sit up even more.

Ye Wanlin's face blushed slightly. Although she was already wearing a coat at this time, she didn't wear anything underneath.

And because of the other party's constant struggle, she always felt strange.

"Xiao, Xiaofeng, please stop moving, okay?"

The Valkyrie of Daguai just now, a transient and weak little woman.

Ren Xiaofeng stopped struggling: "Ye, Goddess Ye?"

Damn it!

Why do the girls I know have such high strength values!

Well, except for Xia Qingshuang.

Seeing that it was Ren Xiaofeng and the three of them, the three women hurriedly walked over.

While Xia Qingshuang and the two lifted up Ye Wanlin, Liu Xinyue stepped on Ren Xiaofeng's eyes.

Ren Xiaofeng: ...

What did I do wrong again?

Liu Xinyue said with a cold face: "Ou?~, classmate Ren Xiaofeng, have you seen anything that excites you?"

"No no no no! Absolutely no!"

"The corridor is so dark, and it's still backlit, I can't see it even if I want to."

Ren Xiaofeng defended desperately.

Murderous! Murderous!

The squad leader really wants to kill himself!

Liu Xinyue rubbed his foot on Ren Xiaofeng's eyes again: "Really, that is, you want to see it?"

Ren Xiaofeng: ...

"Please, please be gentle with me."

Bang bang bang!

The familiar footprint of the 37-yard show was on his face.

Thank you, the monitor, for not wearing shoes and socks.

Ren Xiaofeng, died at the age of 17.

Ye Wanlin stood on one side coyly, deliberately trying to stop, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed it back and turned her head to the side unbearably.

If Xiaofeng wants to see it, it's not impossible, that's it, that's it...

Oh, Ye Wanlin, why are you so embarrassed.

......

Student Union Office.

Liu Xinyue, Xia Qingshuang, Zhang Shengnan, and Ye Wanlin's four daughters were sitting at the side of the table.

Ren Xiaofeng, Sun Tianzheng and Zhou Xiaopangzi, with blue noses and swollen faces, sat on the other side of the table.

Xia Qingshuang curiously asked, "Where did your clothes come from?"

"so cute?"

Ren Xiaofeng glanced at Ye Wanlin bitterly: "You are so cute and so cruel."

At that time, I was terribly scared, a black shadow flashed before my eyes, and the panda headgear flew out directly.

Ye Wanlin tucked her hair and turned her head to one side.

The former Xiaofeng wouldn't blame himself so much.

However, it hurts so much.

For Zhou Xiaopangzi, life without potato chips is so boring and tasteless: "There is a utility room downstairs. It is estimated that it was left by previous school activities."

Ye Wanlin took the lead in suggesting: "Anyway, idle is also idle. Why don't you play the pen fairy game?"

After speaking, he left for a few minutes and brought a pen, a few sheets of paper, four candles and a lighter.

Everyone was silent.

Ye Wanlin looked puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Liu Xinyue looked at Ren Xiaofeng: "Why are there these things in the office of the Student Union?"

Ren Xiaofeng said haha, "Isn't it normal to have paper and pen in the office?"

Xia Qingshuang leaned against Zhang Shengnan, "Then why are there candles and lighters?"

Ren Xiaofeng: ...

How would I know!

In other words, Goddess Ye, where did you get it from.

Ye Wanlin said, "I got it in the kitchen."

Everyone:...

Ah, yes, even the kitchen is available. It makes sense to have a candle and a lighter.

Zhou Xiao Fatty wanted to open the live broadcast room at this time, but when he thought of everyone's dress at this time, he could only say with regret: "Now, do we look like we are in that disappearing classroom?"

He does not mean that.

Everyone's hearts suddenly missed a half.

If you look closely, the classroom will appear on a stormy night. The pen, covered in cracks, is loosely wrapped by a small white bandage.

Ren Xiaofeng was in a daze.

From this pen, I actually felt a sense of familiarity.

In other words, when I saw it last time, I didn't feel this way.

Ye Wanlin didn't care at all: "Do you want to play or not?"

The corners of Liu Xinyue's mouth were slightly raised, and she agreed: "Play!"

Story, after all, is just a story.

The night is long, right?

So everyone put paper and pen in the middle of the table, and then lit candles on the four corners.

Ye Wanlin looked at Ren Xiaofeng: "Who will come first?"

Sun Tianzheng took the lead: "I'll come first!"

Immediately he reached out and grabbed the pen.

At this moment, the four candles went out instantly.

The sound of wind and rain cannot be heard.

Ren Xiaofeng and them all disappeared.

"Hey! Where are you?"

Sun Tianzheng shouted loudly, but could not hear any response.

As if swallowed by darkness.

An inexplicable sense of loneliness struck me.

At this moment, Zhang Shengnan suddenly appeared, like an angel, with a soft white light radiating from his body.

Just sit on the opposite side of the table.

As soon as he was about to be surprised, he felt black in front of him, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

Bow your head.

A pen tip wrapped in a blood-colored bandage came out from his heart.

Look at the table again, where there are any pens and papers, only the densely engraved words "Go to Die".

The only thing that made him happy was that Zhang Shengnan, who was opposite, was looking at him worriedly.

It seems that I am anxiously trying to say something to myself.

Feeling the slow passing of life, Sun Tianzheng took out his last strength and asked Zhang Shengnan: "What, what?"

Then, he saw that Zhang Shengnan's anxious expression disappeared.

The bewilderment just now disappeared.

Replaced by her bleeding seven orifices.

She was smiling and looking at herself: "I want to see, what color our love is."