At this moment, the reactions of the ghosts inside the wall and the people outside the wall cannot be said to be more exciting.

Across the dusty blurred vision, several boys subconsciously drew weapons with the shout of the first one, and a group of girls in the room also quickly retreated in a defensive posture, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Guo Guo shouted: "Wait? We are not bosses? Are you not candidates?"

The boy who shouted before reacted quickly: "Everyone, be careful, this group of bosses are not bad, they deliberately tricked us to relax our vigilance, don't rush in... eh eh? How did you get in, Brother Shi?! "

A tall and slender boy stepped sideways from behind him, walked into the admissions office first, and said calmly, "They are not ghosts... at least not the ones standing here."

"You were also taken away? It's over, let's wait to die."

The boy put down the shovel in despair, but found that the "boss" in the room did not attack him. When the smoke cleared, a row of looks belonging to young girls was revealed.

Boy: "???"

Just as he was stunned for a moment, a large hand covered with black paint suddenly protruded from the ground and grabbed his legs at an extremely fast speed! Before the boy could react, a hammer arrived faster than the support of his teammates, and the ghost hand was smashed into black mud in the blink of an eye.

Tang Xinjue picked up the hammer and nodded to him: "Male student?"

The fussing inch-headed boy: "...you, you are really not a monster?"

Zheng Wanqing, who rushed over, raised her right arm and punched, the fist wind blew past the boy's suddenly widened eyes, and landed heavily on the hand of the new ghost quietly formed in the air: "Of course it's not nonsense! We are female dormitory candidates, fighting monsters with you!"

Zheng Wanqing pointed to the corner of the wall where the Dean of Academic Affairs tried to hide her figure, "Hey, see, the real boss of the Academic Affairs Office is over there."

Break all the ghost hands that entangle her, and help No. 7 regain consciousness in her legs.

The most advanced boy also took the hand, and when No. 7 stood up, he turned his head and walked towards the Dean of Academic Affairs with a clear goal.

The Dean of Academic Affairs seemed to know him, and his face turned pale: "Students who don't obey the school spirit and discipline... You have violated the rules! You will receive the most severe punishment! You will regret it for the rest of your life, you, you, you..."

The boy really stopped.

The Dean of Academic Affairs did not expect that his threat was really useful, and was overjoyed to continue, but felt a coolness on the top of his scalp.

"Hee hee hee..."

"Giggle..."

The girl's malicious laughter drifted into her ears, as if it was right next to her ears... The Dean of Education looked up and saw a bruised and swollen face.

It dropped from the roof in a dangling manner, and grinned at the corner of its mouth less than ten centimeters above its head: "Long time no see, Director Zhang. Do you still remember who I am?"

The first scream since this room was opened, and finally the first shot was fired in the dean's collapse.

The ceiling barrier was broken, the walls and the floor turned into thick slurry, and the evil ghosts reappeared in the world.

Countless girls who died in miserable state crawled into the house, grabbed the dean with open hands, narrated unforgettable memories, and kindly let the other party experience what they had suffered.

The howling wind made the room almost untenable, Tang Xinjue grabbed his roommate's hand. The top priority now is to get rid of the ghost hands of crazy attacks and not be dragged to the ground by them. Others are also looking for a place to stay. Fortunately, the experience of fighting with black liquid all day has given them skilled combat skills, and they can walk among ghost hands without falling behind.

But for the male dormitory candidates who just entered the room, the situation is not so optimistic.

"Brother Shi, wait for me...Fuck! What is this? Why are there so many?"

"Obviously this is a variant of the Boss Black Blood." The companion explained two sentences to the short-headed boy, but saw the short-headed boy open his mouth to the ceiling again: "Oh, I'm a big grass, these are all It's a ghost, right? How come there are more perverts than the student council??"

"Student Council?"

The female sleeping ghost, who had already been staring at the dean of the school, was aroused by the special noun, and the neck spun 180 degrees, and two **** tears flowed from the dark eyes: "What did you say? ?"

Shorthead boy: "...Sorry, I didn't say anything."

"The student union stabbed me in the eye and starved me out of a cupboard full of food...I'm going to find them, where are they?"

!"

A group of ghosts above, a group of ghosts underground, still ghosts in the middle, and suddenly another wave of girls claiming to be candidates... He's going crazy!

A clear and gentle female voice came from nearby: "Just tell the truth."

Stunned for a moment, she looked at Tang Xinjue: "Tell the truth?"

"That's right." Tang Xinjue smashed a ghost hand with a hammer thicker than her thigh, and the black liquid splashed on the passing female ghost. Cuntou's pupils shrank, but he was stunned to find that the female ghost did not show a ferocious expression.

The tragic ending of the men's dormant battle came to my mind suddenly, and the shovel was slowly raised, ready to fight the girl ghost who had turned into a ghost in front of her at any time.

"Han Ying."

At this moment, "Brother Shi" who has been called for a while finally turned his head and calmly called out the name of the short-headed boy: "Don't attack, communicate with them."

"Huh?"

People, exams are also different."

The ghosts that are extremely vicious to them are not necessarily the same for another wave of candidates. They benefit from the battlefields that others have opened up, and they have to abide by the rules of others.

Han Ying scratched his head suspiciously, and tentatively said to the ghost of the blind girl: "Then I said, the student council was sent to kill us, and we were killed in the punishment room just now, but maybe Not all dead. If you really want revenge, just go and see next door?"

The ghost of the student council that is distraught.

"Hee hee hee, none of them can escape, everyone must be in order."

More and more ghosts entered the room, the dean's screams became stronger, and the dying ghosts became more and more crazy.

As soon as Tang Xinjue helped Guo Guo break free from a round of attacks, she heard the hysterical scream of the dean of the academic affairs department:

"Don't kill me! Help me! I will repay you, I will pay you, a reward that will definitely satisfy you—"

Seeing Tang Xinjue turn her head, Zhang You and the three also looked back: "What's wrong?"

Tang Xinjue: "Did you hear the voice?"

The roommate was even more stunned: "What sound, I didn't hear it."

Ask Jiang Lan and others with the same question, and they all shook their heads. They could only hear howling and howling, but not begging for mercy.

In Tang Xinjue's hearing, the Dean of Academic Affairs is still persuading, constantly emphasizing how precious the gift he gives will be, even if the students and ghosts can save it for a hundred years family property.

"Really?"

The "Brother Shi" who was quietly watching now in front of it suddenly made a sound. The sound was fleeting in the air, and it seemed to be accompanied by a short chuckle.

Tang Xinjue suddenly realized that this person could also hear the voice of the Dean of Education. And among all the people present, it seemed that only the two of them could hear.

die too!"

The boy shook his head: "If you want to take your things, there is no need to make a deal with you. I waited so long, not to make a deal with you."

The dean's expression changed greatly, and in its screams, the ghost hands that were broken by the students were spliced ​​and merged one by one, turning into a flat, huge human skin clinging to the wall . This piece of human skin wriggled and tried to wrap the whole house, as if swallowing them into the belly, pulling everyone to death before their own demise.

"This boss is more difficult than I thought."

With the help of Jiang Lan, Keke walked to Tang Xinjue's side, gasped and said, "Cooperation?"

Tang Xinjue understands.

The field was temporarily handed over to Zheng Wanqing, Zhang You and others to control, Tang Xinjue let go of his hands and concentrated his energy, guiding them to Keke little by little.

Keke's physical physique is already very strong, but because of the unstoppable powers and no restrictions, each use will consume a lot of energy and enter a long period of weakness. So a copy is either not used at all, or used only once.

If you want to use it again without damaging the foundation of life... Unless you use some method to replenish the consumed spirit.

Tang Xin Jue, which masters mental abilities, can do just that.

The black human skin continues to be swallowed, and the male dormitory candidates quickly joined the battlefield after they figured out the situation. Friends, everything without a human form is a monster. Only the dean, the biggest monster, is dead, and everything can be solved.

And when everything is settled…

Keke opened her eyes, bloodshot eyes appeared due to the extra infusion of mental power, but this is not her concern now.

She whispered:

"Seeing is false, speaking is believing. From now on, the damage of student ghosts will increase greatly, and the dying struggle will be meaningless."

"You will die."

Whether it is a human identity or a ghost identity, whether it is in reality or a game, the real disappearance and death.

The Dean of Academic Affairs has long been dead. What they have to do is to fast-forward the process.

The Dean's eyes popped.

It can no longer be seen as a humanoid, and only a piece of almost transparent skin is left on its body. It opened its mouth silently, wanting to make a final curse with malice.

The boy surnamed Shi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised the metal in his hand, and a large amount of mist was ejected from it, and the others could see that it was a spray can.

Covered by the fog, the dean of academic affairs became hoarse and could no longer speak. However, at this time, the female ghosts gathered around it stopped attacking.

There seems to be an invisible force falling on them, and the ghosts look at each other and the human girls together.

Ke Ke has been supported to sit on the ground, Tang Xinjue nodded to them.

Then the ghosts also laughed, and the hideous figure disappeared into the air.

The next second, a young and complete figure came out.

Girls and ghosts have changed to their previous appearances, some are wearing dresses, some are wearing denim, some are wearing Hanfu skirts and adjusting the hairpins on their heads... I can tell from the luggage and backpacks, it seems It was the scene when they first came to school.

Seeing the ghost of a girl in this state, the dean of the dean was even more frightened than seeing the ghost, her eyes rolled wildly in fear, but her body did not move. It couldn't move.

The students who came to "enroll" also seemed to have discovered the existence of the Dean. They came over with novelty and nervousness and asked, "Is this the Red Heart Academy?"

The Dean of Education wanted to deny it, but opened her mouth uncontrollably, rustling: "Yes."

"That's great, that's what we're looking for..."

The girls laughed.

They picked up the hard pen and contract paper, and said to the dean: "Our enrollment contract can no longer be modified, so we have to sign the graduation contract. It's hard work for teachers."

Jiang came out from the crowd. She was wearing youthful sportswear, she raised her ponytail behind her shoulders, then smiled and held the pen and stabbed it hard. .

"The soul of the teacher is just for us to sign."

"No, no—"

Tang Xinjue watched from a distance, her eyes calm: "Director Zhang, from the moment you were pulled into the game and turned into ghosts, you should have foreseen today's scene."

The girls on both sides grabbed the Dean’s arms under the screams of the Dean, and then tugged hard, tearing the Dean in half like tearing paper, wrapped in black liquid visceral bones Gululu fell to the ground, and the skin was torn into countless pieces, and the names of the students were densely signed.

The black paint that covered the room collapsed and turned into the most ordinary pus, without the slightest attack power.

Third years of obsession, I finally got the reward.

Zhang You reminded: "We still need a sanitation check before we leave the copy."

The sanitation inspection requires approval from the Academic Affairs Office or the Student Union dormitory, and now that they are all dead, the authority has naturally shifted.

The girl ghosts clapped their hands and laughed: "It's not easy!"

They tore off a piece of the dean's skin, and the skin became a whiteboard.

[917 Dorm sanitation check: full marks! ]

The male student hurriedly said, "And us!"

Classmate Jiang glanced at him: "Trouble, wait for me to find another piece of skin..."

Where no one noticed, the tall and thin boy walked to a place where a pile of internal organs was bubbling and began to rummage inside.

Tang Xinjue felt that her arm was pulled by No. 7, and the girl was expressionless: "After the ghost boss is completely killed, the props will be exploded. Whoever can get it is who."

They went through the level with blood and blood, and they couldn't let the male bed swallow the extra rewards.

Seeing the girls look over, the male student's scalp tightened, and the short-headed boy immediately distanced himself: "You have to **** and Shigan! We just want to wait for customs clearance to bring the injured roommate back, you 1V1solo Don't bother us!"

Most of the people in the dormitories on both sides were exhausted by this time, and they all depended on willpower to hold on without shock, and they couldn't stand it anymore.

No. 7 decisively: "I can't beat him."

Her estimates of strength have always been accurate.

Tang Xinjue looked at others with the same attitude.

Jiang Lan said bluntly: "If there is only one dormitory among us to get the reward, it should be you. Only you have the spare energy to fight."

“…” Tang Xinjue smiled: “Thank you.”

Before she finished speaking, she had flashed to the body of the dean of academic affairs, and at the moment when the organs exploded, she took away a few things that fell out of it!

The boy was not surprised that someone came to fight, but he did not expect that the speed was really faster. Even if he has already taken the lead, he has only grabbed half of it.

He stretched out his hand to grab it without hesitation, and Tang Xinjue also patted it with his backhand.

The boy held a bottle of blood and a pen, while Tang Xinjue held a bundle of red threads and a piece of yellow paper.

The Dean of Education has four items hidden in his body, no wonder he is protected by layers to the end.

The boy didn't seem to want to give up the remaining two items, the spray sprayed out of the props in his hand immediately, Tang Xinjue was ready to hold his breath, but he still smelled a strange smell—

It is not fragrant, but rather pungent green tea smell.

But as the fog filled, nothing happened around him, even with mental power. Tang Xinjue frowned: "Are you purifying the air?"

Boy: “…”

is liquid. The blue liquid condensed into an awe-inspiring icicle in the air, which was avoided by Tang Xinjue and plunged into the ground and quickly turned into a thin film. The area of ​​nearly one square meter was firmly fixed, and the black liquid on the ground also evaporated under the thin film.

The opponent's hand is a power tool that integrates attack and defense, and Tang Xinjue is clear. In addition to the strange use of spray, the rest of the attributes must be very strong, so there is confidence in fighting for it.

It's a pity that the toilet is out of hand now. Tang Xinjue put the props into the storage ring and held the hammer in both hands.

The boy paused on the huge hammer with great visual impact: "…"

He didn't know why Tang Xinjue was immune to the spray, after weighing the situation, he did not continue to attack, but said: "I want these items, if you don't have them, I can use other items come change."

Tang Xinjue smiled and said, "When I see these props, I will have them."

Whether it was the red thread or the yellow paper, it reminded her of something, and she also vaguely understood why the boy was so obsessed with these dropped items.

The voices of both of them are warm and peaceful, and the conversation sounds peaceful, almost like old friends chatting - if you ignore the weapons in their hands.

Perhaps the air was filled with spray water vapor, which just wiped away the originally floating dust, and everyone finally saw each other's appearance.

The boy's eyes fell on Tang Xinjue's face, and he was stunned: "...Tang Xinjue?"

Tang Xinjue frowned upon hearing this.

She remembered that Bunchou called the boy "Time Coast", but she didn't remember knowing someone with that name.

The boy's face is by no means the type that does not look like everyone else. Tang Xinjue briefly scanned his memory to confirm that he did not know him.

Shigishi wanted to say something, but the female ghost suddenly took a new whiteboard: "It's done!"

"You go back and hang the board in any corridor outside the bedroom, it means that the inspection is passed and you can leave!"

Other female ghosts chirped: "Let's go, let's go, we're going too!"

"We're leaving too, really?"

"That's right!"

"Yeah!"

The female ghosts chatted with each other beamingly, completely ignoring the existence of the candidates.

At the same time, a strange boy with an anxious face ran out of the hole connecting to the other room: "Old Gong can't hold it anymore!"

When Shigan's face changed, he turned around and rushed back with the other boys. On the girl's side, everyone also helped the number 5 and a few people to leave.

The two sides met for a short time, and they separated in a hurry without too much communication, and went their separate ways.

"Let's go." Tang Xinjue stopped thinking about it and followed behind her roommate.

The black and red doors reopened when they came, stepped into the familiar corridor, and hung up the notice board, No. 5 suddenly shouted: "That's right! I haven't told you our names yet. Woolen cloth!"

Tang Xinjue turned her head in response, and the feeling of weightlessness and darkness rushed towards her face in the next instant.