The Strongest Terror System

"Hey, wake up, the sun is already on the butt."

Xia Feng patted Xu Jia's pale face for a while, before Xu Jia slowly opened her eyes and then screamed loudly.

"Stop screaming, it's all right, the ghost has been dealt with by me. We're safe now."

"Really?" Xu Jia looked suspicious after hearing this.

"What did I lie to you for, I killed it."

With that said, Xia Feng directly lifted Xu Jia from the ground, and then asked her:

"Take out your phone and see if there is a signal."

Xu Jia nodded, then took out his phone and glanced at it, then exclaimed in surprise:

"The phone has a signal!"

Hearing Xu Jia say this, Xia Feng also took out his cell phone and glanced at it, but his cell phone still didn't see a half-cell signal.

Xu Jia then called his parents, but cried and said a lot, but did not mention the killing of Chen Deng and the others, only that he and his classmates went out to play and got lost.

"What are you going to say about Chen Deng and the others?"

Waiting for Xu Jia to hang up the phone, Xia Feng suddenly asked her.

"Who is Chen Deng?"

Xia Feng was a little surprised by Xu Jia's answer.

"Don't tell me, you even forgot Liu Wanjiang and Wanhao?"

"Who...are they? What are you talking about?"

"Have you forgotten what happened to us today?"

"No, the two of us sneaked out to camp by the river, but we met a female ghost, we..."

"Your memory is so good, did you drink Melatonin?"

Xia Feng interrupted Xu Jia directly, because there was no need to ask any more, Xu Jia seemed to have forgotten everything about Chen Deng and the others.

Thinking about it, if Xu Jia was replaced by another person, no one would remember the other dead people.

This kind of forgetfulness made Xia Feng feel extremely terrified.

Because he thought of himself, if he died in the script mission, would Dong Jie, Wang Wanru and the others also completely forget him?

Then, will there be people around him who have the same experience? The reason why he has no impression is not that they did not exist, but that the memory related to them was completely eliminated by some force.

"Xia Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"What did you call me?"

Xia Feng looked at Xu Jia even more horrified.

"Xia Feng, have you changed your name?"

Xia Feng shook his head after hearing this, but Xu Jia's face was full of suspicion, but he felt that there was something wrong with him.

"What's the matter with you? Could it be that you were scared stupid?"

"I wasn't frightened, just a little frightened."

Xia Feng sighed and didn't say anything more. The originally "wuhao" gust of wind seemed to have suddenly quieted down with the completion of the script task.

Xu Jia's parents have to rush over, and it will take more than 3 hours at the earliest. In Xu Jia's memory, he is not Wang Xiaodong who was bullied in the class, but a rich second-generation family with superior family conditions. .

Xu Jia is not only interested in herself, but even her parents agree with the two of them.

When Xia Feng learned about this, he only felt that the power of this system was really terrifying. It was almost the same as a game called Virtual Life that he had played before.

Any memory can be tampered with, and all the supposed coincidences and acquaintances are done by the manipulator hiding behind the computer.

But it's terrible, but Xiafeng just thought about it and stopped thinking about it, because even if he thinks about it, it's useless, let alone the truth of the matter, it's not necessarily like this, what can he do if it's really like this?

Instead of living in fear, it is better to use the system as his soaring cheating device.

Isn't there a saying that says it's not a blessing when it's called Sai Weng's loss of horses.

Just like humans, half angels and half demons.

Good and evil are in the blink of an eye.

But just as he was feeling these emotions in his heart, Xu Jia suddenly said softly and weakly:

"Xia Feng, I'm so cold."

Xia Feng glanced at the haggard Xu Jia, and then his face suddenly changed from solemn to a wicked smile:

"Come to my arms, don't you know that I have a nickname called the little hot treasure of girls."

Holding Xu Jia in his arms, Xia Feng's heart was beating violently in his chest, and Xu Jia's body seemed to be moving back and forth on his body uncomfortable.

It didn't take long for Xu Jia to say something uncomfortable:

"What's in your pocket, why are you so flustered?"

"That's my brother, your good friend."

"Stop talking nonsense, what brother is so powerful that you can put it in your pocket..."

When Xu Jia said this, she suddenly blushed and closed her mouth, apparently guessing something, and immediately lowered her head in fear.

As a young man with excess hormone secretion, Xia Feng not only nearly lost his life in this script mission to protect Xu Jia, but also ran all the way behind her back, exhausted to death.

If you don't get any feedback in the end, it's a loss.

So, Xia Feng decisively moved the hand around Xu Jia's waist upwards, Xu Jia's body moved a little in the process, and Xia Feng also stopped in time.

"What is this on your dress?"

Xia Feng suddenly pointed to the water stain on Xu Jia's chest and said.

"I don't know how."

"Come and let me help you get rid of it."

Speaking of Xia Feng, he put his two big hands together, and Xu Jia said embarrassedly:

"Xia Feng, what are you doing, don't do this."

"You little girl's family, why don't you like to be clean at all, and your clothes are so dirty that you still wear them. Really."

As he said that, Xia Feng took off Xu Jia's skirt directly. Xu Jia put both hands on his chest. Xia Feng was about to take it away, but he glanced down, but he seemed like a ghost. In the same way, the originally restless little heart suddenly stopped beating.

"Are your relatives here?"

"what?"

Hearing Xia Feng's words, Xu Jia quickly sat up and looked at it, and then she was very happy and relieved:

"Yeah, it's time to come. Give me your clothes quickly, I'm freezing."

"Yeah, it just chilled me to death."

Xia Feng's heart is full of **** in Pentium~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is at this juncture that it will come sooner or later.

Perhaps seeing Xia Feng's loss, Xu Jia pushed Xia Feng and asked:

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

"It's nothing, just a little tired."

"What are you in a hurry for? When my aunt is gone, I'll give it to you..."

The more Xu Jia spoke, the quieter his voice became. Although this was a kind of spiritual comfort to Xia Feng, how could he have stayed here for so long.

And once he leaves here and returns to reality, whether he can come in again in the future is still a question.

But thinking about it this way, Xia Feng still summoned the system menu and studied it carefully. After that, a look of joy appeared on his somewhat disappointed face.

Because even if he returns to reality from here, he can re-enter this scripted world if he wants to.