After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

Chapter 9
Qiao Yan was cold-hearted and ruthlessly examined everything that happened in front of him.It was difficult for her to feel Wang Yun's emotions, and she always regarded herself as a decipherer.

Huang Shiyu, who had always played well with Wang Yun, did not show up for seven days in a row. The two people hugging each other in the dormitory invisibly isolated her.

After class on the ninth day, Wang Yun lay weakly on the dormitory bed, her head buried in the thick quilt.

"Tell me, Shiyu promised to help me. Did she cause Wang Yun's incident? After all, I saw that photo before when I borrowed her homework book."

Yang Yan joked, her voice full of gloating.

Liu Yan thought for a long time and guessed and responded: "You and I spend the whole day together, and there are no photos of the two of us. Apart from her, it's hard for me to think of anyone else who knows so many things about her."

Yang Yan replied disdainfully: "If you ask me, she is not a good person. No wonder we don't want to be friends with her. It's bad luck not to mention her anymore. Let's go out quickly, fearing that Shiyu will wait for us for too long."

Hearing the sound of the door closing between them, Wang Yun's suppressed red face poked out from under the quilt.

Her expression was secretive, and she stared at Liu Yan's bed for a long time before looking away.

Wang Yun's incident became more and more serious, and the school specifically warned all students not to use untrue things as conversation materials again. Heping School has always taken the protection of students' physical and mental health as its own responsibility.

On the roof of the building in the early morning, a body fell from the high building, falling repeatedly. Blood gurgled in front of the dormitory door. The smell of blood followed the wind, waking up the students on the first floor.

"Ah! It's dead, it's dead!"

The shrill, panicked girl screamed for help at the top of her lungs, and a whole building of students was awakened.

When the police car came, the red line was pulled, and the girl's face was covered with a white cloth. Qiao Yanxin, whose soul was floating in the air, couldn't see that face.

Hydra's face was torn from the air, and she looked at Qiao Yanxin with a serious look on her face.

"It's time to answer the question, who died?"

She seemed to be waiting for Qiao Yanxin's wrong answer.

He stared at Qiao Yanxin's face with a confident look on his face, admiring her expression of deep thought, no budget, and full of hesitation.

Qiao Yanxin frowned for a while, sighed for a while, hesitated for a while, and said: "Wang..."

When the woman heard that last name, her mouth opened in an exaggerated arc, her tail swayed even faster, and she was so excited that she couldn't suppress it.

Qiao Yanxin raised her lips secretly: "No, it's Huang..."

The woman was extremely satisfied. The snake body moved closer to Qiao Yan's heart, its mouth wide open and its fangs filled with venom.

"Yang Yan."

As soon as these two words fell to the ground, the time and space where Qiao Yan's heart was was broken, and the pieces shattered into pieces and floated away. She opened her eyes suddenly, her body was still in the original place, and she was still sitting on the ground.

The woman was furious, wrapped her snake body around the branch, stood upside down and asked Qiao Yanxin: "How did you guess that?"

The corners of Qiao Yanxin's eyes were slightly raised, and her gaze was sharp, like a predator staring at its prey: "Wang Yun, how many versions of this story have you made up?"

The woman's pupils had turned into vertical ones, and the long snakes were heading towards Qiao Yanxin's face, leaving only an afterimage as her snake body flew towards her.

Qiao Yanxin sat all the time, staring at her afterimage, doing nothing, motionless, calmer than an old monk in trance.

When the snake's body wrapped around her waist, a strong resistance bounced her snake body away, and another extremely strong pressure severely suppressed her snake body, just seven inches away.

"After all these years, no matter what crime I am guilty of, you still refuse to let me go. I am innocent."

Her pitiful self-defense did not win the sympathy of that force. Qiao Yan stood up and walked to her. "Now, can we talk about what happened back then?"

A piece of orchid fell from the sky above the woman. The scales on the woman's snake body fell off one by one, and the transparent body gradually disappeared: "Don't believe Liu Yan's words."

Qiao Yanxin gently held up the orchid grass and looked up at the sky. Only by holding the grass tightly could she realize that she was still alive and still in the test.

It was difficult for her to convince herself that such a living person was reduced to ashes in an instant, and that it was just a monster.

"Qiao Yanxin!"

Yan Qing's deep voice broke her meditation. She grinned her big teeth and shook the orchid in her hand. Seeing that Qiao Yanxin really turned around, she looked completely intact.

After she breathed a long sigh of relief, she lay limply on the ground.

"You don't even know that a woman in a kimono saw me and asked me if I could save her. I fooled her, gave her a false name, and promised that I would come to save her. When she wasn't paying attention, I quickly picked the grass. ,Ran."

Qiao Yan gathered the grass in her heart, pursed her lips, pulled her to the path on the right, and ran wildly.

Yan Qing stared at her red hand and said nothing.

As soon as they left, the woman wearing wooden clogs lay on the ground. After sniffing, she laughed maniacally.

The sound of clogs getting closer and closer, Qiao Yanxin gritted his teeth, took a bite of the apple, and stuffed the remaining part into Yan Qing's mouth.

The two of them rolled over and rolled out while the stone door was closing. As soon as she turned around, the woman's fair and round hand came out along the gap. She was pinched to death by the door, leaving only the dislocated finger bones and skin that had been dried in the sun. Next layer of skin.

An unwilling roar came from the other side of the stone gate.

Yan Qing shook his goosebumps and leaned closer to Qiao Yanxin.

"Let's go. Today, these things don't dare to come out at will."

Yan Qing stopped and repeated in confusion: "Today, these things don't dare to come out at will?"

Qiao Yanxin turned around, leaned over, and said in a solemn tone: "Yes, but one of us will die, but not both of us."

"You'd better put this thing away. If someone sees it, you and I will be targeted."

She kindly reminded that the clock struck one o'clock, and Qiao Yan stopped and listened for a long time.

Different from the previous ringtones, it was gentler, like mourning.She looked up at the blood moon, and the dazzling red color faded a bit over time.

"Go back to the dormitory."

Qiao Yanxin looked forward with frosty eyes, her eyes firmer than ever before. She would definitely get everything she wanted, and nothing could affect her.

From the moment she entered here, she was already an indifferent monster.

After they left the back hill, a man wearing a peaked cap walked out of the weeds, his eyes locked on Qiao Yan's heart.

He clamped the arm that had just been chopped off by the snake girl, with a look of reluctance on his face.

"A monster is targeting you."

The cold boy filled Qiao Yanxin's consciousness. She couldn't adapt to it for a moment and softly called out: "233?"

(End of this chapter)