Lord God decides to die

"I didn't expect that you would like such a simple game."

In the chess and card room, Ma Liang was sitting on a chair by the wall, holding a snooker cue in his hand.The painter's finger bones are sharp and look like a pair of works of art.

This card room is located in the Pantheon.Three hours ago, it was just built by the boring Master God.

"There is always only one purpose of the game—"

The man in the white shirt leaned over, shot the ball neatly, and hit the ball into the hole.

A soft snort escaped his throat.God's voice is as beautiful as a melody.

"kill time."

Ma Liang was stunned, and smiled helplessly: "Kill time, play the game you set, some people can kill the rest of their lives."

Except for the priests who are in charge of records, no one can count the players who died in the main god game.

Ni Zijiao: "Did you misunderstand?"

"Appreciate further details."

As soon as Ni Zijiao delivered the club, another ball was knocked into the bag.

"It's not them who play the game. They're just a group of outlaws, neighing, struggling, desperate,

"It's up to me to decide whether to hear, whether to manifest, whether to give them a chance.

"This is just my own fun."

The black ball rolls and rolls into the pocket.

The game is over.

Ma Liang shook his head: "You see it very clearly..."

Ni Zijiao smiled, his blue eyes flashed like the bottom of the ocean, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he squinted at the painter with a tired face.

"You have something to give me."

Nothing can be hidden from God the Father.

Ma Liang scratched his head, took out a painting from the folder and handed it to him.

Ni Zijiao took it and glanced at it.

In the painting is a handsome man with black eyebrows and charcoal eyes, and his facial features are engraved.The man is very young, but he looks chilling and chilling.

He appraised it carefully for a while, and commented: "The painting is not bad. Your new reserve?"

Ma Liang coughed: "His name is Lin Pei. Three years ago...well, do you still remember it?"

Ni Zijiao thought for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "Oh——"

Seeing that he finally remembered, Ma Liang smiled.

"—the ugly cat in the farmhouse?"

Ma Liang's smile froze on his face.

Ni Zijiao scoffed.

"I lied to you. How could I not remember him, that little slicker." There was a dark light in his eyes, "Have you ever looked for him?"

"Yeah. He's grown up."

Ni Zijiao tilted his head, looked at the portrait and smiled.

For three years, he had been playing carelessly in the world of the main gods, and he almost forgot his Pepe by accident.

This is the culprit who killed his two puppets.

That kid is pretty cute.he remembers.

Going to meet him seems to have nothing to lose.

Lord Lord God has never wronged himself.

Just go.

Lin Pei has entered the third year of high school.There is only half a year left before the college entrance examination.

According to the legend, the test for thousands of troops to cross the single-plank bridge, for him, it was just a formality according to the usual practice, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

After talking on the phone with Xia Xin, he put the phone away and waited for the green light at the intersection to turn on.

It has to be said that Ni Zijiao has a good eye.Today, even in school uniforms, young people can already attract the attention of almost all girls with just a single face.

Tall and slender, with thick eyebrows and eyes like ink, no matter what angle you look at from the east or the west, you are full of classical good looks.

The red light flashed a few times, and it started to rain.The young man held up his umbrella and crossed the sidewalk with the crowd beside him.

Suddenly, he turned stern, and grabbed the arm of someone who was walking towards him.

The man raised the umbrella slightly, glanced at him, and pulled his arm out of his hand.

Lin Pei did not chase after him.

He put his hands back into his pockets, looked forward, and walked away calmly.

What a coincidence.

When passing by the only player under his banner, Ni Zijiao secretly laughed in his heart.

Intuition is amazing.He clearly calculated the angle and covered his face with an umbrella, but Lin Pei still recognized him.

So, the next step is...

The first senior high school in Sanzhe Province held the opening ceremony on a rainy day.

In the auditorium, after the speeches of three student representatives from different grades, it was the headmaster's turn to give a long speech.Lin Pei walked down from the rostrum, feeling a sharp gaze on him.

The direction of the art test class.

He looked up, just in time to catch a glimpse of the man he met when it rained yesterday sitting there, looking at him coldly.

——A new borrower came to the art test class, and it is said that he came here on the basis of relationship and cultural points.

Lin Pei remembered that Xia Xin had said this to him this morning.

It turned out to be him.

The principal stepped onto the rostrum, and there were sparse applause in the auditorium.Lin Pei walked to the empty seat next to Xia Xin and sat down.

Under the guidance of "Wu Shanyue", Xia Xin and Lin Pei were admitted to the same high school, and they are still "close friends".

Unlike the taciturn Lin Pei, Xia Xin is a know-it-all at school. He knows a little about everything, and he is friendly and very popular with his classmates.

It's always right to ask him about things in school.

Lin Pei: "Do you know the name of that borrower?"

Xia Xin turned his head in surprise: "Why do you ask this kind of question?"

"also?"

"That borrower is quite famous now. His name is Su Yaoji. We used to discuss you in class, but now we are discussing him." Xia Xin joked and couldn't help laughing, "It's not that he looks taller than you Looks good, you are more masculine, girls nowadays like creamy niche, you know."

Lin Pei turned his head, only to find that the female students around Su Yaoji were chatting in private, and kept their eyes on the young man in the center.

Ni Zijiao was used to being stared at.

The gaze of the opposite sex is nothing new, whether it is for puppets or for the main god.

He took out his mobile phone from under the table, plugged in his earphones, and started playing audio games boringly.

Although the No. [-] Middle School is a provincial key point, it has very loose control over art candidates, not to mention that his puppet is a borrower, and the test results have nothing to do with the school.

He brushed the dancing line again, and heard applause from around him.

The opening ceremony is finally over.

He took off the earphones and returned them to the classmate sitting next to him.

The student put the earphones away like holding a treasure, as if it was some kind of rare treasure after being worn by Ni Zijiao.

After the class ended, Ni Zijiao did not go back to his original class.

Under the strange eyes of the students, he stepped up the stairs.

His appearance has long been spread on the mobile phones of the teachers and students of No. [-] Middle School. Only Lin Pei, who is indifferent to school life, will be belatedly aware that there is such a star figure on campus.

Ni Zijiao asked several people, and finally found Lin Pei's key class.

top floor.List of small hills.

No matter what kind of high hopes the principal placed on the group of outstanding young people by arranging the key classes on the top floor, Ni Zijiao at this time wanted to insult him by his real name anyway.

This puppet seldom exercises, and it takes a long time to pant for a few steps.He climbed up the entire sixth floor in one breath, and his already cold face became even more stinky, but in the eyes of other high school girls, it was a completely different scene.

A handsome young man with snow-skinned nose, eyebrows flying into his temples, clear and cold peach eyes like the priceless treasure of the devil, making people fascinated by seeing, due to the exhaustion of energy, the young man gasped lightly, and the white greasy cheeks were stained. A beautiful crimson light.

Not only that.

This is even more beautiful than the forest elves and the subjugated bewitching princess. Human beings can hardly be called human beings. People's first impression when they see him is definitely not surprise or jealousy, but——

surprised.

Surprised why human beings with such a flawless appearance actually exist in the world.

When Ni Zijiao first transferred here, it caused an uproar.Only a strange person like Lin Pei who doesn't care about the things around him doesn't know his name until now.

When Ni Zijiao walked to the door of the key class of the third year of senior high school, there were already discussions in the classroom.Class monitor Xia Xin was distributing test papers. When he saw students from other classes coming to the door, he came over to say hello to him.

Ni Zijiao nodded: "Is Lin Pei there?"

As he spoke, the noise in the classroom silently fell silent.Ni Zijiao did not deliberately lower his voice, everyone heard his words, and they all focused their attention on Lin Pei in unison.

Yanshen, do you have something to do with Xueshen?

Lin Pei expected that he would come to find him, so he stood up and came to him without saying a word.

Ni Zijiao's puppet is petite, a head shorter than him.Ni Zijiao raised his eyes to look at the person, grabbed Lin Pei's wrist, and said coldly, "Let's put it another way."

He walked in front, and Lin Pei let him lead him.The two influential figures left from the classroom door, and a few gossip-loving students were about to catch up, but they were stopped by the tall and burly squad leader Xia Xin.

Xia Xin showed a standard smile with eight teeth: "Students, be quiet, it's time for self-study."

During self-study time, there is naturally no one in the toilet.

Ni Zijiao nailed a short knife into the tile seam by Lin Pei's ear, and put his left hand on his other side.

The murderous Bidong.

"If you dare to tell anyone about that, you are dead."

Ni Zijiao said these words almost close to Lin Pei's face.

The young man's voice was like an elegant and lazy Persian cat, it was slow and threatening, but it was surprisingly nice.

Lin Pei closed his eyes halfway, looking into the cold eyes of the young man: "What is it?"

Hearing Lin Pei's question knowingly, Ni Zijiao secretly tutted in his heart.

The little bastard has failed his studies.

He still maintained the look of a cold beauty on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "I, wear that!"

The puppet is also a member of the main god world.

Three years ago, when the puppet entered the preliminary round of the tournament to hunt zombies, it happened to meet Lin Pei who was walking down from the hotel upstairs.

"Su Yaoji" at that time...

Wearing his No.40 two LO skirts.

Su Yaoji has a fetish for women's clothing, but he never tells anyone he knows, and only wears it when he goes out shopping, playing, or hunting alone.

But this incident, by coincidence, was accidentally bumped into by Lin Pei.And now he is studying in the same high school as Lin Pei.

A wonderful and terrible coincidence.

Seeing that Lin Pei didn't answer, Ni Zijiao directly threw the knife at his neck. Lin Pei grabbed his wrist and punched him in the lower abdomen.

He didn't use much strength for this punch, but it was superior in that it came very cleverly. Ni Zijiao was restrained by his right hand, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could barely block it with his left hand.

Suddenly, Ni Zijiao felt a stabbing pain in the back of his neck.His eyes lost focus for a moment, and his limbs suddenly lost strength.

Lin Pei hugged the boy's soft body, and the mechanical spider crawled down from behind Ni Zijiao's neck, along Lin Pei's arms and shoulders and hid in his hair, while broadcasting Su Yaoji's attribute values.

"

Name: Su Yaoji

Constitution: 50

Power: 70

Discrimination: 85

Speed: 75

Skill: 80

【Gun Magic·Fortress】

【Gun Magic · Wasteland】

......"

Lin Pei has collected a lot of useful little things in the past three years, and the mechanical spider is one of them.

It can silently lurk on the opponent's body surface and detect its attribute value with poisonous stingers.Lin Pei didn't answer just now, not because he was wandering, but because he was manipulating the mechanical spider to probe Ni Zijiao's back neck.

——Same as the third year, he is a player who is used to using guns.The body is very agile, and the melee skills should also be good.

Lin Pei quickly analyzed the opponent's data in his heart, felt the soft and deceitful limbs of the boy in his arms, and smiled lightly.

"Okay. I won't tell anyone."