Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

He Feng noticed Shen Zishu's low mood. He held Shen Zishu's hand tightly, silently telling him that he would stay by his side.

Shen Zishu quickly suppressed the useless emotions in his heart. Shen Zishu looked at the worried He Feng and smiled gently: "Nothing, I just thought of some things that happened a long time ago, and some of them were not good."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He Feng comforted him, "It looks like there's nothing here, what do you think?"

Shen Zishu didn't nod or shake his head. He raised his hand and pointed straight ahead.

He Feng looked over there and saw a pair of red high heels.

Obviously no one was wearing it, but it seemed to be stepped on and moved away step by step.

The person next to him suddenly disappeared. He Feng's eyes widened and he was speechless: "No way, again? Hey, is there anyone else in the live broadcast room?"

[Yes, yes! Brother! You and Brother Fu are separated!]

"When exactly?" He Feng asked the point directly. He took out "Xiao" and ran after the high heels: "Nothing happened, right?"

Qian Youlin, who was on Player Island No. 10 and watching the live broadcast of Sheng Nan Cheng with Qi Guanju, was somewhat silent.

Okay, okay, the husband and wife had the same reaction, both of them ran after the high heels with knives in their hands.

He quickly typed: [After you comforted my brother-in-law, well, my brother-in-law is pretty good, just like you, he was chasing after high heels.]

He Feng chuckled when he saw Qian Youlin's comments, and without any pause, he chopped off the heel of the high-heeled shoe with a swing.

The thing wearing high heels obviously twisted its leg. It stopped and moved towards He Feng little by little.

"The high heels turned into flat shoes in an instant, aren't you happy?" He Feng sighed, and blood-colored mist instantly enveloped his entire body: "It's really hard to satisfy you."

Seeing the high-heeled shoes suddenly running towards him, He Feng threw the knife in his hand directly, but stopped before hitting the other person.

"Xiao" braked with difficulty and flew back to He Feng's hands.

He Feng dodged the man's attack by moving to the left, feeling a little amused.

"How come you don't recognize me now?" He Feng raised his knife to block the attack and neutralized the opponent's strength: "Qian, what's going on with your brother-in-law?"

[Uh, brother, you are dead...]

He Feng:……?

"I think you want to die." He Feng cursed: "If I die, then what am I?"

[No, no, no, in that fantasy world of Gofu, you died tragically, with your intestines ripped out...]

He Feng opened his eyes wide, and the force of his opponent's attack was reduced, revealing a flaw. Even though the flaw was small, Shen Zishu still seized it. He stabbed the monster's arm with a fierce knife.

There was no real feeling of the knife tip penetrating into the flesh. Shen Zishu paused, ran quickly to "He Feng", squatted down and examined the "corpse".

He remembered that there was a small red mole on He Feng's nose bridge, which always attracted Shen Zishu's attention whenever they kissed, so he wouldn't be so nervous.

But there was nothing on the nose of the "corpse" in front of him, and Shen Zishu felt a little annoyed.

Just now when he was chasing the high heels, he saw "He Feng" being killed by the monster. He was a little confused for a moment, giving the props an opportunity to take advantage of him.

Then the one he stabbed just now was...

"Oh my, my boyfriend." He Feng held his arm with a small cut on it and looked at Shen Zishu calmly: "I seem to have been stabbed by something, do you know what it is?"

Shen Zishu breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and looked at the smiling He Feng without reacting for a moment.

"Are you scared?" He Feng opened his arms: "Come here, my arms are always open to you."

Shen Zishu hugged He Feng with great strength.

When the big guy rushed over, He Feng almost failed to catch him.

He kissed Shen Zishu's back again and again, kissing the side of his ear.

"I'm here." He Feng comforted gently: "Nothing happened, don't be afraid."

The blood-red in front of his eyes slowly faded away, and Shen Zishu hummed in a muffled voice.

He wanted to hug He Feng tighter but then he remembered that he had just injured his arm. He suddenly panicked and started buying medicine quickly.

Under Shen Zishu's worried and self-blaming gaze, He Feng drank the plus version of the healing potion and reached out to pinch Shen Zishu's face.

"Boyfriend, you look like a dog that is about to be abandoned by its owner." He Feng teased, "You feel wronged and pitiful."

"Then will you abandon me?" Shen Zishu held He Feng's hand and leaned closer to He Feng's palm: "Lord..."

It’s a pity that He Feng blocked his mouth before he could finish his words.

The live broadcast on the fourth floor and He Feng were shut down at the same time. Countless viewers flocked into Sheng Nancheng’s live broadcast room and asked him to take them to eavesdrop.

It is difficult to achieve a shallow smile.

It’s so funny. He went to eavesdrop today, and seven days later that will be his seventh day of mourning.

Is he crazy? Is he eavesdropping?

"You guys are all up to no good." Sheng Nancheng pointed and said, "Give me back my place, I'll go to your place."

[Hey, the little crybaby is really smart.]

[Yeah, I stupidly went to peek at what the top guy on the list was doing, hahahahahahahahaha.]

Sheng Nancheng: ...It’s over.

[. ? What does it mean to be the top brother on the peeking list? ]

[Oh no, I forgot Big Brother Bang is still here, ahahahaha… Hi~ Big Brother Bang~]

He Feng was unaware of the chaos in Shengnancheng's live broadcast room.

About an hour later, the mattress was put away. He Feng leaned lazily on Shen Zishu, pointed at the high heels and then at his knife.

Shen Zishu's ears turned red. He avoided He Feng's sight and stood up to cut off his high heels.

Looking at her boyfriend's panic, He Feng curled up the corners of her lips into a smile.

Although he is quite pure, Shen Zishu looks purer.

A dog's wet eyes look really nice when it cries.

[!!! What on earth did we miss! Damn! I want to see it!!!]

[I just want to ask one question: are we standing on the wrong side? No way? No way!]

[No, no, look at Brother He, he can’t even walk, he’s not standing up.]

He Feng replied to the barrage with a smile, then stood up and briskly chopped the red high-heeled shoes into pieces with Shen Zishu.

This must be one of the advices, the red high heels in the dormitory corridor.

"No wonder they wanted to run away." He Feng turned the wreckage with disdain, his voice slightly hoarse. "This thing should make the player fall into an illusion, and then think that everyone is a monster and start killing them."

But there was one thing He Feng didn't quite understand: "Shouldn't this thing be in the dormitory? Why is it in the teaching building?"

[Uh, how can the classroom where the players sleep together not be considered a dormitory?]

[? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the first brother on the list said it well, why not count the dormitory. ]

A question mark popped up in He Feng’s head.

[In order to watch your live broadcast, all the players slept in the classroom last night, um, is that right?]

He Feng was silent, and he pulled Shen Zishu out.

He wanted to see who organized the live broadcast.

"Ding! Players He Feng and Shen Zishu cracked the banned fourth floor of Jing'an School! The system immediately rewards each of them with 250 Terror Coins."

He Feng paused halfway up the stairs and quickened his pace. He gritted his teeth and thought, 250, right? Wait and see who gets 250 when the settlement comes.

When He Feng still had 3 seconds to reach the battlefield, Sheng Nancheng had already found a place for himself to lie down, and explained his final arrangements in a very emotional voice.

Something like remember to take him out of the copy, his sister is waiting for him at home, he was the one who stole the small cake in the refrigerator, tell Shu Yao not to beat Wang Wang again, and the hole in the toilet last time was also made by him, it has nothing to do with Qian Youlin.

He Feng was so annoyed by what he heard that he squatted aside and poked the troublemaker's face, not knowing how to comment for a moment.

How should I put it? It's probably that if he doesn't beat himself to death now, he will have a hard time getting promoted, and there will be people lining up to beat him up when he gets home.

He still has to keep an eye on them and make sure they don't get beaten to death by the crying babies.

After all, this guy is a Crunchy Shark, fragile and easy to kill.

"Wait until the dungeon is out and let that guy show you what Zhi is." He Feng sighed, "Why are you so fragile? Look at Xiao Qian, he was hit so many times and nothing happened, but you lost blood after being hit once. If you don't know, you would think I used a lot of force."

All the people/NPCs who have been greeted by He Feng’s iron fist: ...wasn’t the force you used enough?

"Wuwuwu brother, you're back." Sheng Nancheng cried out: "I missed you."

"You've only been gone for a while, what are you thinking about?" He Feng was a little amused: "Gouzi said you've pinned down that troublemaker, where is he?"

Five minutes later, "Chen Tu's" limbs were tied up with iron chains, and it was difficult to unlock the skill effect.

"Chen Tu" opened his eyes with a smile, raised his eyes to look at He Feng and licked his lips: "See you again, little lunatic."

He Feng felt that he was offended, so he threw "Xiao" straight over and pierced "Chen Tu's" collarbone.

"Why did you change your skin again?" He Feng frowned: "Are you a skinner?"

Hearing this, "Chen Tu" suddenly burst into laughter, and the entire chain was shaking because of his laughter. "Chen Tu" seemed to be in a very good mood, and turned his head to look at Shen Zishu beside He Feng.

“Hey, you’d better protect him.” “Chen Tu” smacked his lips: “I really like his skin. I like yours too. Hahahahahahahahaha!”

In response to him, two long knives stabbed into his body at the same time. Chen Tu frowned, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth: "Hehehehe...it won't be fun if the truth is revealed so soon."

A black seed-like object appeared in his hand.

Shen Zishu quickly cut off the hand, but "Chen Tu" still escaped.

"Tsk, a trick." He Feng snorted disdainfully. He raised his arm on the ground and said, "The real transmission tool is in his other hand. It's okay if he runs away. I'll kill him next time I see him."

Shen Zishu glanced at the arm on the ground calmly: "Every piece of skin can help him withstand some damage, otherwise he would have died long ago."

He Feng felt that Shen Zishu's words made sense. He looked at the camera in the live broadcast room and said sincerely, "Everyone, protect your skin. There is a pervert who is skinning people."

[? Brother, you don't have to advise us so seriously, it's a bit scary.]

[It feels both caring and nightmare-inducing, haha.]

[It’s so funny, He Ge doesn’t care easily, but when he does, it’s a big deal.]

He Feng glanced at the barrage and did not reply. He was wondering, this skinner obviously couldn't hurt them, so why did the horror game system keep sending him over?

Is it because he has special skills?

[Just now, before he was chained, the color around him was always light black, but after the difficult skill was released, it instantly turned into a dark black. How should I put it...]

[? Please speak!]

"Just say whatever you want to say." He Feng said, "Don't worry about it, right? There's no need to worry about that thing on the Skinner."

[So I said, brother, I feel like he has two personalities, that is, split personality. I learned a little bit about it when I was in school, and the feeling that the Skinner gave me is very similar to split personality.]

Wang Wang from Player Island No. 10 pursed his lips, trying to ignore the discomfort: [Besides, he is in this live broadcast room right now.]

After another ten minutes of investigation, Wang Wang accurately found the newly opened account of "Chen Tu", and He Feng kicked him out directly.

"Chen Tu" fell in the confinement space, holding his stomach and laughing, then began to roll on the ground, laughing until tears came out.

“Dual personality, hahahahahahahaha!” “Chen Tu” laughed loudly: “He actually said that I have a dual personality! Hahahahahahahahaha!”

The horror game system floats in mid-air, waiting quietly.

The low laughter stopped abruptly, and "Chen Tu" lay on the ground and switched to another account to enter the live broadcast room.

On the screen, the young man's brows were furrowed and his lips were tightly pursed. This serious look made "Chen Tu's" heart beat wildly.

"Ding!"

"Don't shout." "Chen Tu" spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "I'm thinking."

"What is there for a defeated general to think about?"

"What about you?" "Chen Tu" chuckled, still not paying any attention to the horror game system: "Another clone of yours was destroyed, right? The crying sound of that baby is..."

"Shut up! You shouldn't be here right now! You didn't do anything you promised me!"

"Why should I be angry about the idiot who created those ridiculous talents and skills?" Chen Tu asked disdainfully. He stretched out his hand and kept touching the young man's eyebrows and eyes on the screen with his fingertips: "He is right. I am indeed very interested in his skin."

"Then do something useful! Don't get beaten back like this again!!"

“Shut up, this is really boring.” “Chen Tu” sighed, and he began to laugh wildly again. He even turned over and lay on the ground, pounding the floor non-stop: “This is the biggest joke I have ever heard! Hahahaha! Dual personality hahahahahaha!”

The horror game system looked at "Chen Tu"'s crazy appearance with disdain.

If he hadn't been attracted by "Chen Tu's" skill of being able to transform into someone else at will, why would he have joined forces with this madman.

Whoever he is, he is a complete lunatic.

The horror game system chuckled and left the confinement space.

If ordinary humans can't deal with you, how about a madman? Can a madman defeat you?

He Feng, I'm looking forward to the day when you are killed.