Chapter 1956: There are ghosts 12 everywhere.
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Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks
- Hen Shi Jiao Qing
- 1228 characters
- 2021-01-29 10:09:45
Ning Shu has been confused about the current situation. Is she always in a illusion, still dreaming in a dream, dreaming in a dream?
These people can be born again indefinitely, like the npc in the game, you killed her this time, the next time, you come again, she is still alive, but the scene is not the same as the event.
Ning Shu’s mind is full of paste, creating a sense of time and space.
The body is very tired, I feel that I have been practicing the night for half a month, and it is a sleepless feeling.
The brain is very painful.
It seems as if I am going to die.
Rely on!
Ning Shu took out the water from the bag, sipped a half bottle, and the heart had to jump out.
"When it is beautiful, your face is green, what's wrong with you?" Song Mo asked Ning Shu.
Ning Shu said: "Nothing, just no rest."
Thinking of the dream, Song Mo was sucked into a piece of skin by a giant mosquito, and it was very shocking. Now I saw that Song Mo is good, wearing a clean white sweater, fresh and warm, so that Ning Shu really could not help but feel awkward.
I always feel that I am fluttering, this feeling is really uncomfortable.
Ning Shu’s heart is a group of anger, which is deliberately tormenting people, deliberate.
The stimulation of such lasting panic is that individuals can’t stand it.
Ning Shu took the wind oil to smell the nose, and the cool taste made Ning Shu's brain a little more comfortable.
Dizzy, Ning Shu feels his heat stroke!
In short, Ning Shu feels that his body will continue to do so, and certainly can't help it.
Ning Shu feels very hungry now, very hungry, didn't eat breakfast, got up and came to class, as if Song Mo gave her a burger, but the burger seemed to have mites.
It is a dream or a real thing.
Ning Shu has been confused.
Ning Shu sneaked out the biscuits from the bag and chewed the biscuits. Ning Shu felt that the biscuits had no taste, the taste was dull, too tired, and the appetite was very slow.
Ning Shu didn't want to eat, but he was hungry. When he ate, he had some pain in his stomach.
Ning Shu feels that the whole person is not very good!
This is a tricky problem that she encountered. It seems that the entrusted person is trapped in such a consciousness. Repeating all kinds of things that stimulate the accident over and over again, the stimulation, not irritating people.
Ning Shu looked at his hand, his skin was blue, his blood vessels were obvious, and his fingers looked very thin.
She must be thin, and girls want to be thin. But I didn't want to be so thin.
There must be a shadow in my heart.
After eating the biscuits, Ning Shu’s stomach hurts. It is estimated that he is too hungry. He can’t stand the stomach.
Finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore. Ning Shu raised her hand and stood up and said to the professor: "I want to go to the bathroom."
The professor was interrupted to give lectures, his face was not good-looking, but he couldn’t agree if he looked at Ning Shu’s face.
Ning Shu hurts his face very ugly and went to the toilet.
When I got to the toilet compartment, I squatted down, and I pulled out the blood, and it was thick, black, red, and red.
Ning Shu picked up his eyebrows, rubbed the paper, rubbed my grass, and pulled blood.
It must have been a problem with her organs. Is it because the mental stress is too great, and now the body is out of order.
But where does she come from now?
She is now at most the ideology of ‘I’.
It must be that my aunt is coming.
But the is just like a surge, and there is even a piece of intestine out.
Ning Shu: ...
Lying in the trough, ah, ah! ! !
It’s more than once!
Ning Shu feels that his consciousness is beginning to blur, so is it a dream?
Ning Shu licked his arm and the result was broken. As a result, the corpse of water mixed with black and red blood came out, carrying the smell of a microbe.
Ning Shu: ...
So is this body a corpse?
Has she revived her corpse?
a ha ha ha? !
Ning Shu couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth, and the feeling of time and space confusion became more obvious.
This body is dead, dreaming that he is dead, is the body ? !
The feeling of exhaustion before is because the body function has stopped working?
It’s really interesting.
Look at what it is next time.
Ning Shu paper wiped, lifted the pants, washed and washed your hands.
If there is no odor of the body, it is surrounded by the tip of the nose. Ning Shu licks his collar and smells it. It really smells like a scent.
Ning Shu took photos of his face in front of the mirror. His face was pale and white, some were blue, and his lips were not colored at all. Isn’t it like a dead body?
Although I don't know why, Ning Shu didn't want to be treated as a monster. People are walking aphrodisiacs. She is now a walking corpse.
Ning Shu took out the powder, and took a shot on the face, then wiped a little lipstick, bare skin on the outside, such as hands and arms, put a little powder, get some blush, look ruddy, look better .
It is a very horrible thing to be a corpse.
Ning Shu touched the heart, the heart did not beat, and the feeling of heartbeat was no longer felt.
Ning Shu did not go to class, but returned to the dormitory, closed the door, scanned his body with mental strength, his internal organs began to , Ning Shu put his hand in front of his mouth, sighed, smelled It smelled, and it smelled like a .
Soon, her sense of smell should disappear.
After a few roommates who went back to the dormitory, they opened the door and smelled a stink. They quickly stopped their noses. "What is this?"
"Shimei, what did you get, is it so stinky?" said a roommate Chao Ningshu.
Ning Shu: "..."
Is it so stinky?
Sure enough, her function of smell has disappeared a lot, she just smelled a little bit, but the roommates can't stand it, it should be stinking.
"Yeah, I always feel that there is something in the bedroom. It is especially stinking today." Another roommate said, looking at Ningshu: "When you are beautiful, you shouldn’t be making a mischief, it’s stinking."
Ning Shu opened the window and let the taste dissipate. The three roommates were very dissatisfied.
Ning Shu climbed into his bed and covered his body with a quilt, hoping that the smell would block some.
In fact, there is no such thing as an egg, and the body is shackled by the quilt, but it is very fast.
Ning Shu grabbed his head in distress and scratched his hair, and when the hair was ripped off, he also took the scalp, and the wet answer was stinking.
Ning Shu put his hair into the bedding, took out his mobile phone, rummaged through the contacts in his mobile phone, and prepared to call his parents.
Ningshu can only expand the dream now, always in the school, such a large place, if there are more people, then the dreamer will be more difficult, but also effort to outline the physical parents.