Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

The stage was dark.

Only the pale circle cast by the follow spotlight reflected the beauty's weak back.

He turned his back to the audience, his snow-white shoulders reflected bright and gorgeous gold ornaments, and his black hair was pinned behind Bingbai's ears like a charming black snake, spitting out a seductive snake letter towards the audience.

He didn't wear a top, and his bottom/body was nothing but a thin blue gauze skirt. His long legs were hidden under the skirt, and he could only see a thick, shiny black iron chain meandering out of the wrinkled skirt of the beauty. .

They can't see the beauty's face.

There were strange, rustling and dense sounds from under the stage.

"Let's see you!"

Those monsters in school uniforms that look like humans but not humans are restless in the audience, making a neigh that probably means this.

"The first time a tyrant meets a mermaid, he falls for his beauty."

The girl in charge of the narration seemed unable to see what was happening off the stage. She narrated slowly with a bard-like singing voice accompanied by the melody of the accordion,

"The king gave everything to the beauty, the gold from Lydia, the silk from the ancient East, and the spices from Persia that can make people fall into dreams."

"And the premise of all these favors is that the mermaid will live forever and become the king's taboo."

"A king's love is possession, destruction, and endless attack."

Zhou Mu really fits this outfit very well.

He was wearing a scarlet cloak embroidered with gold thread, every inch of the fabric seemed to be dyed with blood, and the long sword protruding from his waist shone bright and cold.

"you are mine."

The king showed a cruel look on his face, condescendingly facing the merman who was chained up.

Poor beauty, raising a face soaked with tears and empty-eyed from brilliant gold.

The tyrant is destined not to enjoy the beauty of the mermaids to himself.

The beauty of the merman is like a disaster.

Riots, rebellions, palace coups.

Peerless beauty is destined to be stained with blood.

The tyrant gradually forgot everything in those breathtaking blue eyes. First he killed the prince from the neighboring country, then he was the loyal commander of the imperial guards, and finally he was the prime minister who was like a teacher and friend to him.

Thick blood was thick enough to flow on the jade floor of the palace.The king's endless wars and brutal behavior finally aroused public anger.

On the day when the royal city was destroyed, the tyrant who had completely fallen into madness ushered in the final farewell to the merman.

Then he was pierced in the heart by the beauty he loved.

"Bah, shit! Don't forget to take advantage of that idiot in acting!" Shao Sirui, who played the role of the prime minister, dragged his bloody costume off the stage with an unhappy expression, and still cursed Zhou Mu viciously for making a fool of himself in a while.

"Boss, we can get through!" A younger brother in the background called him in surprise.

Shao Sirui's tense face relaxed, and he frowned and snatched the phone from his younger brother.

I don't know why, since I got here, although my mobile phone can still access the Internet, except for that stupid campus forum, I can't log in to anything.

There is no way to get in touch with anyone outside.

Shao Sirui, who grew up spoiled by his parents since he was a child, is obviously not independent enough to not communicate with his parents for a whole year.

What's more... this time it's for one person...

He almost couldn't wait to grab the phone.

The communication signal looks very bad, and when the phone is touched to the ear, there will be a continuous stream of electric current.

Shao Sirui frowned, originally wanted to lose his temper, but thought about it and made do with it.

The mother's intermittent voice came from the opposite side. The gentle voice that was originally crazily sought after by fans gradually distorted and deformed on the phone, and it even sounded a little weird.

Shao Sirui didn't know why his mother asked him where he was with a nearly dumb cry. Didn't she happily send herself in before school started?

It's like parting life and death.

Shao Sirui rubbed his ears that were numb from the sound of the electric current, casually babbled a few words to his mother, and quickly changed the subject, gnashing his teeth with the feeling that his wife had been robbed: "Mom, is that Zhou family very good?"

……

Jiang Chi felt a little strange.

In other words, this feeling has been faintly present since the moment I first entered this dungeon.

The people here, or the students, looked more like monsters who were forced to hide under the skin of humans than humans.

Once the shackles are broken, this school will become a bloody hunting ground for monsters.

And now...

Jiang Chi was convinced that he hadn't had time to break through the blood bag hidden on Zhou Mu's back.

But a steady stream of blood poured out from the boy's mouth and back, and those deep black eyes stared deeply at Jiang Chi with a frighteningly distorted love, as if the crazy tyrant in the story traveled through thousands of years of time and Lovers reunite.

Jiang Chi's hands trembled.

His subconscious mind told him to run now, but Zhou Mu caught him just as he let go.

Bright red blood gushed out of the boy's mouth, and the blood splashed on Jiang Chi's hands and his blue skirt.

The tyrant heaved a long sigh.

In the end, he kissed the end of the boy's bright red eyes.

"It's too late." He said regretfully.

"Run faster, Xiao Chi."

The noise from the audience was getting louder and louder, almost overshadowing the music played on the stage.

A pair of ferocious hands with only a layer of skin wrapped in a skeleton grabbed the edge of the stage.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Someone screamed in the audience.

Is the sound of fingers and claws piercing the knife like tearing cloth with scissors?

It seemed that something that had been holding the monster back broke easily with a "crack".

The bondage that Jiang Chi had faintly sensed in his mind was broken.

There was a soft sound of a steel wire snapping on the top of the stage.

The boy who was bleeding continuously under his body smiled suddenly, and then burst out with great strength in an instant, pushing the boy in his arms to the place closest to the backstage!

The huge overhead light fell from a high altitude and directly pressed the head of the boy in the scarlet cloak to the ground.

"Zhou Mu!"

Jiang Chi screamed.

A large amount of blood poured out like a stream of water from under the broken overhead light with a delay.

The music was still playing on the stage, and the lights shone affectionately on the treacherous pool of blood, like a beautiful and terrifying slow motion in some violent aesthetic movies.

Zhou Mu, died like this?

Unexpectedly, a hand stretched out from the heavy stage curtain and grabbed Jiang Chi's hand.

"Run! This place is full of ghosts!"

It was Shao Sirui's voice!

The always arrogant and domineering young man is now covered in blood, the corners of his clothes are torn, his handsome face is splattered with blood, and he is slightly distorted amidst the screams and carnival everywhere: "We are raised Rations for these monsters!"

Without waiting for any response from Jiang Chi, the moment the monster that finally peeled off the human skin jumped onto the stage, Shao Sirui stretched out his long arm and grabbed Jiang Chi's hand, pulling him behind him and then forcefully closed the door leading to the backstage.

The moment the door closed, Jiang Chi saw the face of the monster who rushed to the door first.

He recognized the face.

It seems to be a classmate sitting next to him.

Always with a kind smiling face.

Did it look like this?

Pale eyeballs were embedded in the eye sockets, half of the face melted to reveal yellow mottled bones, fangs pierced the flesh and grew out of the cheeks, and the mouth was full of jagged fangs.

Shao Sirui shut the monsters out of the iron gate expressionlessly, despite the alternation of shrill screams and nails scratching the door outside, and occasionally a familiar classmate would call softly:

"Open the door, open the door, we are classmates!"

Shao Sirui took Jiang Chi's hand, and wiped off the blood on Jiang Chi's face with all his might, and there was a strange tenderness in his eyes: "Xiao Chi, don't be afraid, follow me, we can get rid of these monsters."

Jiang Chi obediently followed behind Shao Sirui trembling, he was still in a daze.

He didn't seem to understand why he was performing well on stage just now, but Zhou Mu died in a blink of an eye, and his classmates turned into hideous monsters.

Zhou Mu, Zhou Mu.

Jiang Chi woke up like a dream, he took Shao Sirui's hand and said tremblingly, "Zhou Mu..."

Before he finished speaking, Shao Sirui interrupted him.

The boy's facial features looked sharp and cold under the cold light, which made Jiang Chi panic from the bottom of his heart.

His pupils were dizzy, and he seemed unwilling to believe what had just happened.

The voice of the teenager gnashing his teeth sounded like thunder in his ears:

"Are you still thinking about that monster at this time?"

"I have bad news for you, Xiao Chi."

"Zhou Mu, it doesn't exist at all!"