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Chapter 233 Chapter 230·"Did I Laugh?"

Dong Xue was wearing a hospital gown that was too loose, and even her head was almost covered in the gown.She lowered her head, stood by the bookshelf, and looked at a book seriously.

When she noticed his movement, she turned her head, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

winter snow.

Winter snow during the day.

Su Mingan recognized the other party in an instant.

"You are here." She opened the book in her hand and showed it to him: "Come and see the swan dance I just saw."

In the book is a picture of an actress dancing. Her toes stand on tiptoe, her figure is graceful, and the temperament of a professional dancer rushes towards her face, like a snow-white swan.

"I hope...after I go out, I can learn this dance." Dongxue looked at the pictures in the book with envy in her eyes: "I also hope to have a dress of my own, preferably a red dance dress. Bright red, backless, they all said that this kind of clothes are not suitable for me, I can't wear them, I should wear long shirts and trousers...but I don't think so."

"There are still more than three days." Su Mingan said.

"Well, there are still more than three days... I will definitely become an [excellent student]." Dong Xue said.

Su Ming'an has discovered that Dong Xue knows the original body and the identity he plays.

"Speaking of which, isn't your birthday coming soon?" Su Mingan said suddenly.

He wanted to find out the original body's name without alarming Dong Xue.

He saw that Dongxue's eyes changed instantly.There was something glittering and translucent in her eyes, and a teardrop fell out just like that.

...Su Mingan never expected that he could make people cry.

"You remember." Dong Xue murmured, tears slipped from her cheeks and dripped onto the ground: "You actually remember my birthday."

"I want to write a birthday card for you, so I write my greetings and our names on the card..." Before Su Mingan finished speaking, Dong Xue shouted excitedly.

"Yes, yes, write our names, Dongxue... Dongxue..." She raised her eyelids, her eyes wandered, as if she had stung him on the face:
"And you, Yang Xia."

Su Mingan: "..."

Hearing Dong Xue's call, Su Ming'an didn't slow down for a while.

——Yang Xia is actually me?

No, Yang Xia is "she", a virtual woman, but his body is a real man.

He realized a possibility.

...Dong Xue may have identified the wrong person.

In such a high-pressure situation, if Dongxue puts too much ideals on her virtual girlfriend, in this unmanned environment, it is possible to identify him as Yangxia in fantasy.

"There are still more than three days." Dong Xue closed the book: "Everyone says I am childish and immature...Yang Xia, only you understand me, only you care about me, I only have you..."

"Yes." Su Mingan said, "You are right, Dongxue."

Originally, he was only agreeing, and he was ready to say something else.

Unexpectedly, when he said these words, he felt an extremely strong dizziness.

Like the scene in front of him turned into glass and shattered inch by inch, like the surrounding colors were suddenly smeared and melted away, a sudden nausea rose from the bottom of his heart instantly, almost engulfing him.

……what happened.

He is, what triggers the wrong answer?
Facing the most critical npc in this dungeon, if there is even the slightest mistake in speech, they will face dire consequences.

"Yangxia." Dongxue said.

The hospital gown almost covered her whole body, and when she opened her lips, the collar fluttered slightly.

She looked at him, and the blue and white stripes on her body seemed to be looking at him, and her exposed, thin fingers like reeds, and her exposed ankle seemed to be looking at him.

"...How could you understand me." Her eyes became more and more blank: "As my creation, but it's just my wish, I've been talking to you all by myself.

Your response has always been indifferent, how could you say such promises to me...

You just make me grow up and mature, don't depend on you too much. "

The library scene tilted in front of him.

He looked at the gradually blurred Dongxue, saw her reddish eye sockets, and saw the tears in those eyes.

……

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

In the upper left corner, the three bars in the field of vision have turned red, blood-like red.

45 points.

... He never thought that a wrong answer would directly pull his san value to this level.

He sat up, only to realize that he was back on the bed in his room at some point.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking, and there was a figure sitting beside him as expected.

"...Brother."

Mo Yan had a sword on his knees, and he seemed to treasure this sword very much.

"what time is it."

"It's eight o'clock in the evening, brother, why did you faint again... It's been two days in a row, and I found you in bed every day."

"You sent me back?"

"It wasn't me, it was Dong Xue who brought you back from the library. You were in a coma at the time, and she dragged you all the way. The rest of us were dumbfounded. Some people took the opportunity to attack Big Brother, trying to kill Big Brother... ...but the white monster from yesterday appeared and saved the eldest brother."

Su Mingan sighed.

He didn't need to look to know that after this, there would definitely be an emoticon pack of [The First Player Was Dragged Limited Edition.jpg] appearing in every corner of the world forum.

He pressed his temples, suppressing the distorting nausea in front of him:

"Which number is it that wants to kill me?"

"No. 19...and No. 22."

Su Mingan nodded, remembering.

"However, they were all killed by that white monster." Mo Yan looked filled with righteous indignation, as if very angry: "Brother, I think this group of people is really outrageous! There are really players who will attack you, but in the end it is an npc protecting you Brother..."

"Have you killed it already?" Su Mingan closed his eyes: "It's a pity."

Mo Yan froze for a moment, realizing the meaning of his elder brother's words.

"...I have to find some more." He heard his elder brother say.

"Find a few more... what?"

"Player, restore the San value." Su Mingan said: "It's a bit low... By the way, you should stay away from me, and don't enter my door again. You... are like a friend of mine before, I don't want you will be like him."

Mo Yan was stunned.

He knew who Su Mingan was talking about. This incident was very famous. It caused a sensation in the entire forum and aroused the sympathy of countless people.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, he just scratched his head and smiled: "Haha...how could it be the same, big brother won't do anything to me..."

He met his elder brother's completely wrong eyes.

Like a prey seeing a hunter, he can feel the dense feeling of cold sweat gradually oozing from his back.

"Brother, you, don't laugh, you look so scared..."

"Did I laugh?" Su Mingan stretched out his hand, pressed the corner of his mouth, and found that it was indeed raised, he was taken aback: "...It's strange, I didn't want to laugh."

Mo Yan stood where he was, frozen.

"... Anyway, anyway, it's almost time to go back to the room, brother, I'm leaving first."

He couldn't stand it any longer.

The feeling this big brother gave him now was stronger than the fear he gave him yesterday.

It seems that the throat may be cut open at any time, and the head may be cut off at any time.

What he is facing is such a kind of extreme fear on the line of life and death crisis.

It was okay to fall asleep, but when the elder brother woke up, the eyes that looked over him seemed to be nailed to him, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"Don't come back again."

He heard his elder brother talking behind him.

……

At night, at eleven o'clock.

Su Mingan closed his eyes and sat on the bed for three hours.

After waking up this time, he felt that something was wrong with him more clearly than ever before.

Sitting on the bed, you will hear all kinds of strange noises, children singing, the sound of dripping water...

When you open your eyes, you will see a bleak part of the red field of vision, twisted black lines crawling like snakes, and you can see the darkness splashed like a paint bucket.

One moment he was still sitting on the bed, the next moment he suddenly found himself standing by the table, holding the shining scalpel in his hand, and his arms were covered with bright red blood.

It's like an old film that jams, a strip that breaks, with a big chunk missing in the middle, and he has no idea what's going on in it.

The sluggish pain burst out instantly at this moment.

"clang--!"

The scalpel fell to the ground, and he took out a blood bottle and poured it on his arm, watching the blood slowly recover little by little.

In order to stabilize his spirit, he is now in a shadow state, with high spirit points and extremely low health.

...Otherwise, with this outrageous value of more than 40 points, ordinary players would have gone crazy long ago.

He didn't dare to switch to Ming state.

He was afraid that as soon as he switched over and counted his mental points, he would immediately lose his mind.

Different from any copy before, this time, the biggest difficulty is no longer death, but the madness that even he cannot avoid.

During the day, those players who suddenly fell to the ground, yelled like madmen, or attacked others suddenly, he still remembered those situations clearly.

I don't know what will happen to these crazy players after returning to the main god's space.

As he thought about it, he suddenly felt a sharper stabbing pain.

He cast his gaze suddenly, only to see the blood bottle in his hand, which shattered to the ground at some point, and the right hand holding the sharp fragments was writing on his unhealed left arm.

【Don't let her hear...】

The flesh and blood rolled up, and the whole field of vision was filled with bright red.

...His hand, why is it moving by itself...

"Snapped!"

He violently threw the fragments in his hand, took a breath, took out a bottle of blood and poured it up again.

This time, he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, and he didn't feel relieved to look away until he saw that the wound was gradually healing.

He gasped, feeling his heart beat faster and faster.

...No, I can't go on like this.

He must restore the San value as soon as possible, even if he breaks the door forcibly, he must find a chance to kill other players at night.

His current state is not suitable for facing Lin Jiang. A moment of distraction during the battle may kill him.

He doesn't know what the judgment of retracing is, but according to his experience, retracing will not restore the mental state, and the tired one will still be tired, even if he died once, he will be even more tired.

He doesn't even know if the aftereffects of the retracement will appear on the san value, will it be tested...

For the first time he was afraid to roll back.

In such a copy of the game, he cannot rely on his only advantage.

Just like an ordinary player who had nothing, he felt a helplessness that he had never experienced before and could not start over.

In the extreme confusion, he forcibly calmed down, thinking about the next strategy.

He needs, needs to kill two players first, raise san to sixty, and then face tonight's target, Lin Jiang, so that he can be completely sure...

"Oh!"

When he heard the door breaking, he was a little slow, and he couldn't even immediately react to what happened.

He didn't realize anything until he saw a black-haired girl with blood-colored patterns on her arms and a blood-colored flame rising from her body walk in.

"Yo, why is this state?" Lin Jiang looked at him with a sneer.

Behind her was an abyss-like corridor, surrounded by broken pieces of wooden doors.

...Being able to pierce through the wooden door and break it into pieces, Lin Jiang's strength has reached an extremely terrifying state.

The reason may be the bloody pattern on her hand that was twisting like alive.

Lin Jiang's current state is completely different from his submissive appearance during the day.

It seemed that the originally suppressed combat power had been completely unlocked, and now her whole body was emitting a flame-like red light.

With a smile on her face, the energy in her arms has been fully charged.

(End of this chapter)