Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 44

Mo Yi: "..."

Wang Zezhi: "..."

-Is it a summoning technique to say bad things about others behind?

Mo Yi paused, turned around, and said sincerely, "You are all right!"

Wang Zezhi: "..." Brother, your acting skills are a bit fake.

Song Qi backlight stood at the end of the corridor, and the twilight of the hall behind him painted a light halo on the lines of his side face, with a long figure and a straight spine.

Without saying a word, he came closer and stood in front of Mo Yi.

Song Qi laughed lightly, raised his hand, and rubbed his face with his fingertips.

The icy touch left at a touch, Mo Yi did not respond for a moment, and blinked subconsciously, looking at Song Qi a little bit indifferently.

In the backlight, Song Qi's expression was obscure, and a pair of light eyes stared at him intently.

His voice was as usual: "There is blood."

Mo Yi returned to God at this moment, followed Song Qi's gesture and looked at his spread hand, and saw that the slender white fingertips were stained with a little red, which looked particularly striking.

Mo Yi said suddenly: "Oh, thank you very much."

After speaking, he raised his intact palm and wiped it vigorously where Song Qi had touched just now, and his pale skin was instantly stained with a layer of floating red by his rude actions.

Mo Yi looked at Song Qi, who was standing in front of him, and asked, "Are there any?"

"Wait." Song Qi's voice was low. He stretched out his palm and held Mo Yi's face up. He wiped gently with the left hand's thumb on the red blood stains, and acted carefully like a treasure. .

Mo Yi was frightened by his sudden action for a few seconds, and had no time to dodge and was arrested.

When he came back again, he felt that his cheeks were stuck in the cold palms of his opponent, and his slender phalanges softly and irresistibly caught his mandible.

Song Qi's face also followed, and the cold breath gently touched Mo Yi's cheek.

Breathing.

Mo Yi could not help but his face warmed up, as if the palms of the other person were also stained with the temperature on his face, and ironed to the skin.

He coughed awkwardly, tilted his head to break free from Song Qi's palm, and then stepped back without a trace.

The distance between the two was instantly opened.

Song Qi paused, and casually put down his palm that was stuck in the air, and said, "Nothing now."

One of Wang Ze's faces stood with a complex face, holding his arm with a very wink and silent.

"..." Why does he always have the illusion of being stuffed with dog food?

At that moment, Mo Yi seemed to remember something. He turned to look at Wang Zezhi and said, "Yes, your forehead ..."

Wang Zezhi remembered it later, and there was blood on his forehead that had dripped from the ceiling before. He waved his hands with a smirk, and shook his head while backing: "I, I, myself, I have paper towels."

Please don't let the person next to you emit low pressure! His eyes are terrible!

I don't want to wipe my face at all Thank you!

Wang Zezhi wanted to cry without tears.

Mo Yi gave him a restless look and swallowed the rest of his words: Actually ... he just wanted to remind him that when Wang Zezhi had bandaged him, he had put all the tissues here. .

Suddenly, Mo Yi felt that his left hand was slightly touched by something cold.

He froze and looked at himself.

I saw Song Qizheng looking down with complex expression, staring down at the arm that cut off his cuff, which was wrapped with a thick bandage, and wrapped his thin forearm in a thick circle. The pale skin of the bandage was covered with bruising caused by bruising and dried blood.

"You are hurt?"

Mo Yi nodded intently and replied: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, and it can move normally without affecting the next action."

Song Qi lowered her eyes, and moved her lips a little hard, and said hoarsely, "... I'm sorry."

Even though he knew that the other party was a dangerous man with an unclear position, Mo Yi couldn't help but see his slightly fragile expression at the moment.

He reached out his hand with some hesitation, rubbing his head, and his voice was rare and soft:

"It's not your fault."

After that, Mo Yi turned his head to look at Wang Zezhi, who was standing aside, and his face remained calm and rational:

"Okay, it's enough to greet you. It is imperative to find the bodies of all orphans. We don't have much time."

Behind Mo Yi, Wang Zezhi's eyes kept watching. Song Qizheng, who was still a mysterious and domineering fan, stood still with a stiff face, his face turned red at the speed visible to the naked eye, and his ears were red and bright, even making him I wonder if the other party is steamed.

——I’m afraid it ’s not dropped. !!

——One of Wang Ze turned his dog food in front of him indifferently.

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After Song Qi joined in, the speed of the three people increased significantly. They efficiently moved from room to room, destroying the ceiling above their heads, and letting the weight of the corpses above them reach the sky.

Moreover, they soon discovered that as long as the ceiling room was opened, it would slowly become old and damaged again, as if the magic spell placed on the room was removed and restored to the former timeline.

Mo Yi stood in the empty book room, stopped his movements, wiped a thin layer of sweat on his forehead with his blood-stained wrist, and looked around the wall that had begun to peel off for a week. Tone:

"Apart from the hall now, what else have we not taken care of?"

Wang Zezhi thought about it and shook his head: "It's gone."

While listening to Wang Zezhi's words, Mo Yi counted in his heart the fragments of corpses found above each room, and then concluded:

The bones above the hall should be the children's arms.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and the long black eyelashes covered the complex look in his eyes. He paused and took the conversation: "Let's go, let's open the secret room of the hall."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

Wang Zezhi and Song Qi followed him and walked towards the hall.

After entering the hall, the three men joined forces to open the ceiling above their heads. The diffuse dust was mixed with foul and rotting odors, and instantly occupied everyone's senses.

Even Mo Yi couldn't help frowning.

He looked up and looked at Wang Zezhi, who was standing on a chair and plopped halfway into the ceiling. He raised his voice and asked, "Have you found it?"

Wang Zezhi's voice came from above his head dumbly: "Yes, it's the children's arms ... well, and Sun Xiaoyan's."

Mo Yi nodded, and before he said anything, he just heard the "click" sound from the ceiling, and the cracking sound of toothache was introduced into the eardrum. A crack spread on the ceiling, cracking the spider web at a very fast speed. Like a gap.

Mo Yi's heart was tight, and the secret road was not good.

The entire orphanage itself is a crudely constructed building, and after they opened the ceiling, its timeline returned to its previous state of disrepair-their actions could easily damage the ceiling's supporting structure.

Sure enough, the entire ceiling trembled fiercely, and then it collapsed.

Mo Yi subconsciously raised his arm to protect his head, but didn't want to hit him for a while, and pulled him aside, half of his body instantly fell into a cold embrace, and the nose lingered on the smell of the mist in the pine forest after the rain, which was clean and clear.

Mo Yi froze, put down his arm covering his face, and just saw Song Qi pull away.

He made a covert cough:

"You can't hold the wound on your arm and get hit."

Mo Yi pursed his lips, thanked him, and looked back at the hall again.

There was a mess on the floor of the hall, and the fragmented ceiling compartments were cluttered on the ground. There was only a black support surface above the head. The dust fell stunned, and the bones and flesh mixed with dust and fell to the ground- The rotten stench became stronger.

Wang Zezhi stood on the chair and seemed to be frightened, but his upper body was already leaning on the ceiling, so he was hardly affected.

He slowly looked up and looked down again, and finally looked at Mo Yi stiffly, showing an awkward smile: "... sorry?"

Mo Yi shook his head: "It's okay, this ceiling should have collapsed."

As soon as the words fell, the entire hall began to become stale at a rate visible to the naked eye, the walls peeled off, the wallpaper wrinkled, and the stench almost turned into a solid. Mo Yi turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the corridors and the rooms deep in the corridors seemed to be The same thing happened.

Unlike the room they had when they first entered the copy, the entire house was old at that time, but every utensil was kept intact and not damaged-it was not like a house a hundred years ago.

And now ... the whole building quickly became rundown.

As if ... pulled back to the real timeline.

Several "clicks" and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded deep down the hallway-presumably the ceilings in several other rooms had also started to fall.

The stench became more intense.

Mo Yi stepped forward and looked at the bones on the ground, his eyes could not help but look-in the arm bones on the ground, a pair of arms tightly holding a dusty rabbit doll.

He shuddered and stepped forward again, searching for the bones on the ground:

No teddy bear.

Mo Yi's brow frowned tightly, and there was no trace of blood on her lips.

He squatted down, not disgusted with the dirt on the ground, and began counting the bones on the ground one by one.

After counting, Mo Yi froze for a few seconds, then turned and ran into the other room, counting the bones scattered on the ground.

The cranium in this room is hard to make a mistake in counting.

Mo Yi turned around in the room after counting, and his eyes were a little blank.

Just then, a familiar mechanical female voice sounded in her ear, calling Mo Yi's mind back:

"Congratulations player Mo Yi, you have completed the side mission: release, the mission reward has been sent to your account, please collect it after the game."

Mo Yimeng raised his head, dark eyes staring out the window:

There is one hour left before the game ends.

The spur mission has been completed.

He pursed his lips, turned and walked towards the hall, saying silently:

In these bones, two bodies were missing.

To be precise, the bodies of a pair of brothers.

They own a teddy bear.

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This copy is not over yet, don't worry.

Explain why the orphanage did not collapse after this branch was completed.

Because the last school was completely composed of Zhao Qiulan's resentment, so when she was released, the school would collapse automatically, but this orphanage was not.

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