Chapter 129:

"I will never die here..."
"I want to live, I want to live..."
The woman who lost her legs dragged the remaining upper body and moved the ground.
Her lower limbs were still bleeding, and every movement was an unbearable torture. However, she endured this severe pain and kept crawling towards the door.
Just climb outside the door and she will be saved.
In the classroom, the students all turned into terrifying ghosts, and the blackboard was filled with the four characters of "Teacher Go To Die".
The woman is the language teacher of this school, this is the identity that the App arranged for her in this game.
At this point, the game was about to come to an end, and she couldn't imagine that she would actually be planted in this place.
Relying on the ghost power, she once returned to her normal legs and was brutally cut off again. This time, she didn't even have the opportunity to use a cane, she could only crawl slowly on the ground with only two hands like an ugly bug.
There was a big slit in the doorway, just as she overcame the pain of fainting, and when she was about to move her fingertips out of the doorway, the door was closed.
There was a clicking sound of locking the door.
An Qing was completely desperate.
Her head pressed against the door, and her fingertips made a sharp scratching sound on the door panel. Under her frantic scratching, her fingertips lifted off and her hands were full of blood, and she didn't care.
"Ye Shangyu! I know it's you, you're still standing outside the door, right!"
"Big Brother Lu was also killed by you, everyone was killed by you! Why did you kill us? Why!?"
An Qing's voice was full of hatred. She did not look up, and knew that Ye Shangyu must be standing outside on the glass window above the door, looking at her through the glass.
At the end of her life, she wanted to look up at this woman's face to see how vicious she was in order to do such a thing.
An Qing tried desperately to raise her head, but her neck was hit by a heavy roll, her face was hit against the ground, and she couldn't lift her head at all.
Her side face was against the cold ground, listening to the sound of footsteps outside the door, she drew a slanting tear across her cheek, which wet the earthy gray ground.
Soon, the ghosts in the classroom surrounded her.
Sheets of blood-stained papers slammed toward her from all directions, and in a flash, the remaining half of her body was drowned, leaving only an extremely pale face.
An Qing turned her face sideways, her eyes widened with tears, her eyes were dead, she muttered a name in her mouth—
"Luo Xing..."
The ghost closest to her was once a player.
His role in the game is a high school student, and he is a true character.
However, not long ago, this high school with good personality became a member of the supernatural classroom, and after his death, he also became a part of the classroom.
Before long, she will be ‘resurrected’, and then she will become a part of this classroom.
A paper was scraped from the ceiling, covering An Qing's face.
She finally saw nothing.
Of the twelve players, only one survived in the end.
...
[Afu hasn’t broadcast live for a week, I can’t see her eating and broadcasting, I’m going to die! ]
[The anchor eats really fragrant, and does not induce vomiting. It is completely different from the coquettish outside, so where did the anchor go? I can't even eat my meal anymore if I can't see the live broadcast. ]
Bai Yan brushed Chu Fu's live broadcast room, but Chu Fu still did not appear.
Since the end of the last game, Chu Fu hasn't played anymore, which made Bai Yan wonder if she had died in the last game.
Moreover, the comment area of ​​the game has been particularly deserted recently.
Although there are still new people joining, the frequency of new posts appears much less. It seems that the app has attracted a lot of people.
In addition, the players in the same batch as him seem to be dead, and Bai Yan did not see the posts discussing the ninth and tenth levels.
Of course, it is also possible that these players feel that posting is a waste of time and do not like to share, but no matter what, Baiyan still feels that there are really fewer people in the forum.
"Is the impact of that virus so big?"
Bai Yan searched the news and found that the magical App virus had spread abroad. After the dead foreigners broke several mobile phones, many people also learned the same way as people in China.
Bai Yan turned off the news and knew that Ye Shangyu could intercept his report, so he no longer bothered to write a report letter.
On Monday night, Bai Yan waited till early morning.
Just one second away from the early morning, he clicked the match.
After the match was successful, Bai Yan felt that the difficulty of was truly extraordinary.
Next to him, stood Ye Shangyu, who had said that he would kill him, and in front of them, a female ghost with a disheveled hair stood in front, looking at them bitterly...
...
Guo Ying felt that something was wrong.
Recently, everything around her seems very abnormal.
Not long ago, she just got a new job. The new job is to work as a clerk in a convenience store. Because of the nature of the convenience store job, she has to go home late every day.
At 10:30 every night, Guo Ying can close the shop and get off work.
This job is undoubtedly not easy, but it is already a good job for someone like her who has no academic qualifications and no skills.
Moreover, this job has another advantage. The location of work is very close to her home. It only takes ten minutes to walk from the house she rented to the convenience store where she works. For someone like her who hates getting up early and squeezing the car, this couldn't be better.
In the first few weeks, Guo Ying was quite satisfied with this job.
The place where she lives is very safe, and she does not have to worry about her safety when she comes home late at night as a single woman.
Of course, when she went home, all the shops she passed by had already been closed. The streets were silent and there was no half of a person. It looked grim and scary.
But Guo Ying is not the kind of little girl who is afraid of the dark. As long as she does not watch horror movies or read horror novels at night, she is not afraid of this at all.
That night, Guo Ying got off work at 10:30 and locked the door as usual.
After going out, she removed the rubber bands from her hair and walked on the road with a disheveled hair, feeling particularly refreshing.
Guo Ying does not like to tie braids, but the job of a convenience store requires her hair to be to prevent it from falling into the food. Only after get off work can she relieve her tight scalp and gain a moment of freedom.
After walking for about five minutes on the road, Guo Ying crossed the street and walked into the community where she lives.
The house she rents now is an old residential building, so there is no special parking lot.
Therefore, residents drive their cars on both sides of the aisle.
Leaning against the wall, the left and right sides were full of cars, and the front of one car bit the of the other car, and it seemed congested.
Guo Ying walked into the dense sea of ​​cars and was a little bit embarrassed by the dark glass.
In the daytime, she dared to comb her hair in front of these car glass and use the car glass as a mirror. But at night, she really didn't want to look at these dark things. She was a little taboo. She always felt that looking at the car glass at night was a bit unlucky.
Guo Ying crossed the sea of ​​cars without squinting her eyes. However, when she walked to the center, she was still surprised by the lights reflected on the roof.
Many of the lights on her way off work were broken, only this one was good, but this street light tends to illuminate the car glass white, which is more frightening than pitch-black car windows.