The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Jiang Cha'an ignored his murderous eyes, her voice was very soft, with a vague sense of weirdness: "Children who don't go to bed at night should study in the classroom at night."

   "The thirteenth floor, how is it possible... how is it possible..." the long-haired woman muttered to herself, staring up at the sign on the fourth floor on the stairs!

  She turned her head and looked down. The dark corridor and the steps going up one after another turned into a life-threatening ghost.

   Obviously from the first floor to the third floor, she counted twelve floors!

  But just now—

  The second you step on the fourth floor.

  She couldn't help but read the number thirteen. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, a cold sweat broke out on her back, and the chill followed her everywhere and climbed to the marrow of her bones.

  Where did the thirteen steps come from?

The long-haired girl had a pale face, almost going crazy. She looked at the steps on the fourth floor in disbelief. No matter how you looked at them, there were twelve columns, but when she counted the numbers from top to bottom, every time she counted to the end, she felt It's the number thirteen!

  The atmosphere is tense to the extreme—

   Several people stared at the NPC girl in front of them, and one of the glasses players said harshly: "Just kill her, and you can get more points to buy items!"

  Those who can be drawn into infinite terror are all vicious people in the real society. The more evil thoughts in their hearts, the easier it is to enter the world of death. After so many trials, killing people is easy for them.

   Players hunt and kill npcs, the game system mall will reward points, and they can buy various life-saving props, which is undoubtedly a very tempting award.

  The man in the T-shirt raised his hand—

  Suddenly,

   There was a sound of footsteps downstairs!

  Accompanied by the white light of the flashlight flickering on and off!

  Shadowly shaking upwards.

   There is also the man's dissatisfied voice, with a bit of vicious hatred.

   "It's so late, why are there still disobedient students staying in the teaching building?"

   "When I catch you, I will definitely teach you an unforgettable lesson!"

  The empty teaching building made the man's voice very long, and it became clearer and clearer with the sound of footsteps.

   At the same time accompanied by some strange chewing sound.

   As if he was chewing something while talking.

   click. click.

  What are you eating?

   A group of people's scalps are numb.

   Behind him is a bodyguard of unknown origin, and in front of him is a beautiful, weak but weird female student.

  Seeing that the light of the flashlight is about to hit them, they would rather believe the latter!

   There is no way to go, the end of the corridor is a dead end, they can only rush into the classroom through the door—

  The door of the classroom was shaking constantly. The house number 404 was hanging on it. It was very mottled, with many scratches left, like scratched by the tip of a pen, or scratched out by nails...

  Jiang Cha'an watched them rushing into the classroom in a panic with a blank face. She walked into classroom 404 with her textbooks in her arms.

   Close the door.

Then.

   "Click."

  The sound of anti-locking is clear to the ear.

   Magnify countless times.

  But the five people have long been unable to pay attention to this point, because they are looking at the classroom in horror, their pupils are dilated, and their faces are extremely desperate.

  The classroom has a total of forty-four desks and chairs, filled with densely packed students, wearing a school uniform unique to private middle schools, with a black bow tie around the neckline, with a pale face, watching them quietly.

   Their eyes.

  All are the whites of the eyes.

   White is scary.

   Among them, five tables and chairs are vacant, and there is no need to ask who they are leaving for...

  The female teacher in a black suit on the podium, holding a pointer in her hand, stared at them with displeasure on her face, and spoke sinisterly.

   Mouth was covered in blood.

   "Why are you disobedient?"

  The long-haired girl's fingers tremblingly grasped Jiang Cha'an's arm.

   As if in a daze, two words rolled out of his throat with difficulty.

"help me-"