Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 187 Institute 6: I am wicked, I laugh first

Je t'aime.

I love you.

The lips of the person in front of him became rosy because of him. Shen Zishu's breathing was a little unstable. He hugged He Feng, and his heart was fulfilled.

I once whispered my true feelings into your ear, and you will never forget them, right?

The question and the answer were hidden in this kiss. The mermaid leaned against the vines with her back supported by the human. He raised his head, his tightly closed eyelashes trembling slightly. Although he was a little breathless, he did not resist and only responded.

The entire space has been tightly wrapped by vines. Everyone looked at the plant cocoon in the center and had a new understanding of Shen Zishu's strength.

In such a short period of time, this player was able to fill the entire space with his emotional talents and skills. It seemed that his rating would not be lower than SS, most likely SS+, or even higher.

Those players who threw down their remote controls a little later breathed a sigh of relief. They were scared to death. They almost offended a big guy who they absolutely could not afford to offend.

While everyone else was marveling at Shen Zishu's skills, Feng Ao, who was standing nearby, scratched his head. Why did he always feel like he had seen that mermaid before?

Feng Ao scratched his head and thought for a while, and finally remembered that his president once pointed at the photo of the number one on the newcomer list and said that when you see this person, just pounce on him and hug his thigh.

And isn't the first on the newcomer list the mermaid? He was wondering why she looked so familiar! The president had given us instructions one after another, okay?

Although this first place seems a little wrong now, but! Ah! What the president said is right! Go!

Feng Ao, who had figured it out, slid down and knelt at an extremely tricky angle and fluttered to Shang Wuwang's side. He looked at the plant cocoon in front of him with light in his eyes.

What is this?! It’s a thigh! He Feng Ao is definitely holding it!

"Hey, brother!" Shang Wuwang began to greet people: "Want to join the family extermination organization? Our boss is super awesome."

"Our president said that our guild is part of the annihilation organization!" Feng Ao raised his hand actively: "Our guild is 'Xiao Nong' and the president is Qi Ruxing!"

Shang Wuwang understood instantly, and he stretched out his hand towards Feng Ao: "Good brother!"

"Good brother!" Feng Ao stood up holding Shang Wuwang's hand. The two hugged each other and became familiar with each other in such a short time.

Qian Youlin leaned in her boyfriend's arms and looked at the two people in front of her. She always felt that something had been going on in the past five days.

Let’s not talk about Xiao Wu for now, just looking at Feng Ao, he is a funny guy.

"It looks like the next few days won't be boring." Qian Youlin stretched his body and patted his dry fish tail. Feeling some discomfort, he turned his head and asked Sheng Nancheng: "Bao'er, do you feel the heat on your tentacles?"

"Hmm!" Sheng Nancheng held his tentacle and touched it, feeling the dry surface: "I feel like it's lacking water."

"Let me help you." One of the players stepped forward. As he raised his hand, a drop of water condensed in his hand. Shang Qian looked at Sheng Nancheng and blinked playfully, "I am not talented, but my innate skill happens to allow me to control water."

Sheng Nancheng's eyes did not move away after he saw Shang Qian, especially after Shang Qian finished speaking, he stretched out his hands towards Shang Qian without any hesitation.

“Hahaha, you’re so familiar.” Shang Qian laughed twice, took Sheng Nancheng from the frowning Lu Ming’s arms, and threw a few water balls at the tentacles: “Little boy, remember to hold me tight.”

Sheng Nancheng nodded. He put his arms around Shang Qian's neck, lifted his upper body, and leaned against Shang Qian's face.

He looked extremely dependent, but only Sheng Nancheng knew how stiff his hand was when he was holding Shang Qian's.

The words went around in circles, but in the end, I couldn't ask the question.

"Xiaocheng is so good." Shang Qian chuckled. He tilted his head and rubbed his forehead against Sheng Nancheng's: "Just follow me for a few days, okay?"

Shang Qian's voice was very soft, and no one else could hear what he said. Only Sheng Nancheng in his arms could hear it clearly.

"Follow you?" Sheng Nancheng also smiled. He lowered his voice as well, but couldn't hide the anger in it: "Wait until you pinch my neck and ask me again why I'm still alive?"

"Yeah." Shang Qian was still smiling. He weighed the person in his arms and felt relieved when he felt that He Feng was doing well. He suddenly felt malicious: "Why don't you die yet? Why can't you be the same as your name..."

"Brother Shi." The crying boy's eyes turned red again. He raised his hand and covered Shang Qian's mouth. His voice was trembling: "I walked out of that basement alive. How about you?"

Hearing this question, Shang Qian began to laugh, his chest trembling. Sheng Nancheng was so close that he could feel it clearly and also heard the sob in Shang Qian's voice.

"I didn't make it out of that hell alive."

"Xiaocheng, I died forever in that Colosseum. You have no idea how miserable I was."

The two people talked in a very low voice, and even their live broadcast room couldn't hear it clearly, let alone other people.

In the eyes of others, it was as if these two knew each other before, they were very close to each other and whispering.

They didn't know the content, but they could feel that the two people seemed very happy.

Qian Youlin's gaze had turned cold. It seemed strange that the two of them were too familiar with each other.

Almost in an instant, Qian Youlin knew Shang Qian's true identity. He looked at Qi Guanju and did not intend to do anything.

After all, in the previous copy, Fu Shi and He Feng got along quite well. If Fu Shi didn't do anything weird, according to Crybaby, he would be a very good person.

How could a boy who started protecting other children when he was less than 10 years old end up on this path?

Qian Youlin couldn't figure it out, so he turned his head to look at Lu Ming, preparing to have a telepathic connection with Lu Ming. However, he saw that Lu Ming's bitter face, which had remained basically unchanged, was now filled with gloom.

Not really.

Qian Youlin's heart was filled with disgust.

Comrade Lu, who is a friend of Shang Qian, didn’t he realize that Shang Qian is Fu Shi?

And it's still like this...

Qian Youlin silently thought about the adjective in his mind. He chuckled and whispered to Qi Guanju: "Does Brother Ming look like his wife was robbed now? He is so angry that he wants to rush up to beat Fu Shi up and then take the crying girl back? You still say we are friends? Bah! No one will believe this."

Only after Qian Youlin said this did Qi Guanju look at Lu Ming. The latter's face was now full of gloom, as if he was going to snatch someone away in the next second. He looked like a storm was about to come, making Qi Guanju unable to refute what Qian Youlin said.

They said it was a whisper, but it wasn't really whispered, at least the live broadcast room could hear it.

There were quite a few viewers in Qian Youlin's live broadcast room, and they all knew the members of the family-annihilation organization. As soon as he said this, the audience immediately switched to Lu Ming's live broadcast room and bombarded Lu with some indiscriminate attacks.

[Lao Lu, do you want a wife or not? Oh, yes, your wife is gone, hahahahaha!]

[Mr. Lu: Thank you for the invitation. I had a wife in my arms just now, but now she is gone, haha.]

[Help me! Ever since Mr. Lu came into contact with our number one brother, I have never seen such obvious emotional fluctuations on Mr. Lu's face. Hahahahahahahaha, I am so wicked. I will laugh first.]

[Don't mention you in the previous part. I've been watching Mr. Lu's live broadcast for so long, and I've basically never seen such obvious emotional fluctuations. Mr. Lu would only smile at a crybaby or something. Now, don't tell me, it really looks like his wife was robbed hahahahahahahahahaha. ]

The barrage was full of ridicule, and Lu Ming's face paused.

Wife? He and Sheng Nancheng were just friends, so why would he bring up his wife?

He is just, just...

Lu Ming was a little confused, and before he could figure it out, the plant cocoon in the center of the space shattered, and the vines quickly withdrew, revealing Shen Zishu and He Feng standing in front of everyone.

Qian Youlin noticed that He Feng's fish tail had turned into legs, and he became curious.

"Brother, how come my brother's legs have returned to normal?" Qian Youlin shook his fish tail: "I want legs too!"

"After the water is lost, it will turn into legs." Shen Zishu explained. He hugged He Feng back into his arms and said with some concern: "Does it still hurt?"

Just now he pressed the young man down and kissed him, but after a while the young man no longer responded. Instead, he frowned and looked very uncomfortable. Shen Zishu looked closely and found that the young man's fish tail was splitting and slowly turning into two white legs.

The live broadcast was urgently shut down by Huyan Wanji. Shen Zishu hurriedly supported He Feng and used his innate skill "Inspection" to scan the young man's entire body but found nothing wrong.

At the same time, Song Tan, who detected He Feng's brain cells, showed an expression that was difficult to describe.

Shen Zishu's nerves immediately became tense, but then relaxed because of Song Tan's next words. He felt a little amused and helpless.

"The data shows that nothing happened to Brother He." Song Tan was unable to put it into words: "He was just too immersed in the role and had phantom pain."

Huyan Wanji, who was very worried, was no longer worried at the moment.

I didn’t realize that their Brother He is such an acting genius.

"It's within the tolerable range." He Feng pursed his lips. This time, the fishtail splitting of his legs didn't seem to cause as much pain as before. Instead, he didn't feel anything. But it should still be painful.

Thinking of this, He Feng frowned again.

As soon as his fish tail turned into legs, the human put shorts on him, which made him somewhat uncomfortable.

"I still prefer being in the water." He Feng exhaled, and his gaze turned sharp as he looked behind him, sending shivers down the spine of the players. "I hope no unworthy loser will take this opportunity to challenge me."

The blue-purple flame that had been taken back at some point burst out again. Xiaojiu didn't know what its owner was going to do. Anyway, it was very happy to turn into a dragon again, with a big mouth and roaring.

“No, no, no, no, no!” Shang Wuwang began to express his loyalty: “How could it be possible! They dare!”

“Yes, yes!” Feng Ao instantly joined Shang Wuwang: “We are waiting! We swear to follow our king until death!”

Hearing this, He Feng suddenly felt a little disgusted.

Why do these two new brothers of his look not so smart?