A Genius and a God Fell In Love

The other five players quickly found the plum tree.

They happily ran to pick the fruit.

"Brother, you are still careful and noticed that there are plum trees here."

The inchtou man turned around while talking.

Did not see the man in the suit.

He swept around, wondering, "Huh, where's the big brother in a suit?"

"It's not in the back... how about people?"

Everyone hurriedly looked back, the long street was long and the night was deep.

As far as the moonlight reaches, it is empty.

Their companion, the careful man in a suit was gone.

"Why is it missing?"

The female player said nervously: "Did it be captured by the BOSS?"

The other players were alert for an instant, and the male player with rough voice looked around and said, "Let's go quickly."

Everyone ran to the cemetery outside the village according to the original plan.

The inch-headed man hesitated and said, "But, the big brother in the suit..."

The rough voice player said gruffly: "Brother, you know, this is a horrible ghost village, which will burp at any time. Are you worried about him who is worried about you."

"Let's go quickly." Face-faced Hu took the lead to leave.

The Rusang player snorted and followed closely, and the only female player hurriedly followed.

"Let's go, brother, he is probably out of help."

The remaining male player patted Cuntou on the shoulder.

Suddenly, his stomach felt uncomfortable, and he frowned and tried to suppress the nausea.

Thinking of the black water with willow leaves that he vomited before, it is estimated that this nausea will last for a long time.

"What's wrong? Disgusting?" Cuntou asked.

"Yeah, are you better yet?"

Cuntou took a deep breath and said, "No, I feel sick every few minutes, and I choke in my throat."

"Me too, I guess this is a sequelae of vomiting willow leaves."

Cuntou said with a "hmm": "Let's go."

In the second half of the night, the village was even more gloomy and cold, and the wind slowly passed by.

Desolate to the eye.

There were houses when there were no tornadoes, but now they are dusty and ruined.

The cold air is unstoppable, thick and sticky, gathering in the air, whistling into the ears.

The girl with a low ponytail hides alone in the crevice of the collapsed house.

Since she was driven away, she has found such a place nearby.

She doesn't know what to do?

I can only hug my legs tightly and hide.

Fear was raging like a tide, hitting her body and making cuts, her face pale in pain.

The most active time for ghosts is the second half of the night in the dead of night.

She couldn't stop herself from thinking wildly.

Because of her high concentration, any disturbance in her mind will make her heart beat faster.

My ankles started to itch again.

She stretched out her foot.

The cyan mark is like the **** of a ghost, extremely shocking.

The girl's chest rises and falls sharply.

The expression gradually distorted because of fear.

Am I really contaminated?

why me?

She covered her mouth, tears falling like broken beads.

Why should she know the truth about Cyan Imprint?

She suddenly envied the eldest sister before, and she certainly had no pain when she died.

Because everyone was surprised by her death, even she herself did not expect it.

And now--

The girl with a low ponytail bit her lower lip. For her who knows the truth, every minute and every second is suffering.

She buried her head in her legs and choked softly.

Never been so helpless and lonely.

Looking back on the real world, it seems that what is far away is her life in the past.

The girl relaxed her body in despair, leaning back against the wall.

The clods were loose and fell down.

She was shocked instinctively, and straightened her body.

I'm scared.

She is really scared.

The girl suddenly bent down and squeezed the cyan mark on her ankle.

"Disappear for me, disappear for me."

She scratched fiercely, her sharp nails scratched the skin, and blood stains appeared.

But the cyan imprint was as clear as ever, as if it merged with her ankle.

At this moment, a cold and weird voice came from my ear.

"Can't deduct it~"

The girl with a low ponytail tightened her body, shaking her hands and slowly turning her head back.

A big mouth appeared on the wall, and the mouth was talking together.

"You are a polluted person, you will die if you pollute~ Hahahaha~"

"what!!!!"

The girl screamed and rushed out of the collapsed gap.

She ran desperately down the alley.

The weird voice followed, and it smiled.

The cold air sprayed on the back of the neck, and the cold air was icy.

The girl screamed in shock and ran forward desperately.

At this moment, a person walked out of the corner ahead.

Her eyes lit up and she shouted: "Help, help."

The man in the suit turned around, his eyes widened in amazement.

The monster chasing the girl has no face, only a big mouth and two slender arms.

The long hair is flying like seaweed, and it looks scary in the night with its teeth and claws.

The man in the suit squinted his eyes slightly. Could this be the boss?

"Help, help me."

The girl ran too fast, and she stumbled under a stone and fell on the ground.

At the same time, the Big Mouth monster chased up.

The long hair flying all over the sky surrounds the girls like silk.

As soon as the man in the suit stopped, the girl's piercing screams hurt her ears.

He stepped back two steps, touched his suit pocket with his right hand, and made a gesture of ready to attack.

"why why……"

The girl's face emerged from the gap in her hair.

She stared at him, her eyes slowly dimmed, and she asked these three words with difficulty.

The man in a suit said, "Because you are dead with the cyan mark, you will find another host."

The girl opened her eyes wide, obviously not understanding what he meant.

The man's expression was fierce, and he said his purpose, "I want to become the host of the cyan mark, and I want to fight poison with poison to offset the hidden dangers left by the black water."

"You... how do you know you can do this..."

The girl was shocked.

What kind of brain circuit would think of this method?

The man in a suit said: "For survival in desperate situation, the ‘bet’ of the sword is indispensable. I bet my guess is correct!"

The girl looked at him incredulously. She had never seen a person who went crazy so far.

Not sure, just guessing and courage to make this bet.

"If you lose, you will kill you if you lose the cyan mark!"

"I will not lose, my inference is never wrong!"

Even in the big decisions of the mall, he has never lost.

The man in a suit is so confident and conceited that he looks fierce and decisive.

He sneered and said, "Let me tell you, I killed the bald man, I blamed you on it."

"Why?" The girl shouted, "Why do you want to blame me? You can kill me directly."

"There are so many players in the cellar, killing you directly, who knows whose ankle the cyan mark will run on."

The man in the suit said, "It's better to drive you away and find another chance to kill you. When there are only two of us, the new host of the cyan mark can only be me."

"madman……"

The girl's mouth shed blood, staring at him, and said two more, "Madman..."