Mu Miao quickly leaned over the windowsill and looked down. Two broken bodies were lying on the lawn on the first floor. They were Pei Qingye and Jiang Qianliu. There was a lot of blood flowing from their bodies and they were no longer breathing.

"What's going on?"

Mu Miao turned around and asked in surprise. He had only been out for a few minutes, so why were both of them gone when he came back?

Fu Wenyang glanced at Bai Jialin, who had a bruised face and nose, and said, "He and Pei Qingye had a quarrel, and Jiang Qianliu suddenly dragged Pei Qingye out of the window."

A few minutes ago.

Bai Jialin suffered mental torture for the whole class. His fingers were nervously twisted together. When Pei Qingye passed by him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

Pei Qingye swung his arms to shake him off. "What do you want to do now? Don't tell me there's something fishy going on again. You really should go to the hospital to check your brain."

Bai Jialin dug his nails into Pei Qingye's arm. He said hurriedly, "It's Pei Nuo, it's him. He's here to take revenge on me..."

The pain in his arm made Pei Qingye frown, and Bai Jialin's sudden words gave him an ominous premonition.

Pei Qingye clamped Bai Jialin's hand and pinched his neck with one hand. He gasped violently and asked, "What do you mean?!"

Bai Jialin was almost driven completely crazy. He laughed crazily, but the strangulation around his neck made it difficult for him to breathe, causing him to burst into coughing fits. "This bitch! Can't she just go to hell peacefully after she dies?! I should have stabbed him a few more times, hahahaha - why doesn't he just die!"

Pei Qingye's mind went blank, his ears buzzed, his hands trembled unconsciously, and his eyes turned bloodshot, "...You killed Pei Nuo, you killed my brother..."

"He's just a lowly pauper!" Bai Jialin shouted hysterically, with contempt and disdain for Pei Nuo in his eyes.

"He's just a poor fellow, but he's pretty. It's his blessing to be with me. How dare he reject me? What right does he have to reject me?"

From childhood to adulthood, there was nothing Bai Jialin couldn't get that he wanted.

One day he noticed Pei Nuo who had been following Pei Qingye. Pei Nuo's identity was no secret in their circle, and everyone could come up and make fun of him.

But Bai Jialin accidentally discovered that Pei Nuo's face hidden under his long hair was more handsome than all the little boys and girls he had played with.

He blocked Pei Nuo, who came to pick up Pei Qingye, in the alley and unilaterally invited him to have sex. Pei Nuo was scared and naturally disagreed.

Bai Jialin drank a little that day, and the alcohol mixed with his violent temper. He angrily punched and kicked Pei Nuo. Pei Nuo could only curl up on the ground, holding the kitten in his arms tightly.

No matter how he beat or scolded him, Pei Nuo endured it silently until Bai Jialin stepped on his cat to death. Then he finally let out a heartbroken scream and struggled to pick up the kitten from Bai Jialin's feet.

Pei Nuo's stubbornness angered Bai Jialin. He took out the folding knife he carried with him, pressed him to the ground, and stabbed him deep into his chest with the knife, splashing blood all over the ground.

The pleasure of killing stimulated Bai Jialin's cerebral cortex. He stopped only when Pei Nuo had completely stopped breathing, leaving the knife in his chest and turning away.

"Hahahahahahahaha—he kept calling your name until he died. He wanted you to save him so badly, but you didn't. Oh, and I ran into you that day, remember?"

Bai Jialin told him everything, a wicked smile on his lips. "You asked me why I was covered in blood. I told you I rescued a kitten that was hit by a car and accidentally got infected. What did you say then..."

Pei Qingye's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand and clenched tightly. He felt excruciating pain. He staggered back two steps and barely managed to steady himself by holding on to the table.

Of course he remembered what he said that night.

"Look, those cats and dogs are so dirty, their blood is dirty too, and you still want me to go back early and take a shower."

Bai Jialin knew that he could not escape the revenge of these ghosts no matter what, but before he died, he would never let others have an easy time.

Pei Qingye could not bear the overwhelming regret. The words that had come out of his mouth now turned into sharp blades, cutting his flesh and blood one by one.

The pain was so severe that he wished he could die on the spot.

Bai Jialin's crazy laughter echoed in the classroom, and Pei Qingye suddenly stood up and punched him in the face. Bai Jialin spat out a mouthful of blood, and he was too lazy to pretend and started to wrestle with Pei Qingye.

Pei Qingye has been learning boxing and Sanda since he was a child. Bai Jialin is no match for him at all. He was soon beaten with a bruised face and a broken eye that was bleeding.

"How dare you attack him? I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you!"

Whenever Pei Qingye thought of the wounds on Pei Nuo's body, his heart ached.

Tears fell one by one, and he punched Bai Jialin again and again, wishing he could skin him alive and pull out his tendons, and take back everything Bai Jialin had done to his brother.

The fight between the two overturned many chairs in the classroom. The ghost classmates remained silent and watched quietly, while Jiang Qianliu put his hands on his shoulders and watched the show leisurely.

A faint golden hue appeared in his eyes, and strange black patterns appeared on his skin hidden under his long sleeves.

When Pei Qingye was very close to the window, Jiang Qianliu moved. He grabbed Pei Qingye, leaned over, and fell down from the fifth floor with him.

…

Mu Miao listened to Fu Wenyang's account of the whole story and nodded slowly. He looked at Bai Jialin and said, "So, it was you who killed me."

His gentle voice made Bai Jialin's hair stand on end. He shuddered and took two steps back cautiously. "What do you want to do?"

Mu Mu said as a matter of course: "Killing someone means paying with your life."

He stretched out his white and tender fingers and pointed casually in Bai Jialin's direction, "Kill him."

All the evil students in the class rushed forward like an army that had received orders, under Bai Jialin's terrified gaze, and their sharp fingertips pierced his heart.

"ah--!"

The overwhelming pain made Bai Jialin scream. He looked at Mu Mu who was looking at him indifferently and struggled to stretch out his hand, "Peinuo, Pei Nuo, I was wrong, please save me, please save me!"

Mu Miao remained silent, watching him being torn to pieces by the evil spirit.

There were holes of all sizes on Bai Jialin's body, and he kept vomiting blood, but he was conscious and felt every part of his body leaving him. This feeling drove him crazy.

Finally, he died in excruciating pain and feeling relieved.

Mu Miao pressed his chest and said to himself, "Pei Nuo, I've avenged you."

After dealing with Bai Jialin, the remaining living students no longer dared to make any unruly moves, and they looked at Mu Mu with fear.

Mu Miao didn't care what these people thought of him. He lay on the windowsill, looking at Jiang Qianliu and Pei Qingye on the lawn on the first floor. He thought that since they had known each other for a while, he should go and help them collect the bodies.

Thinking of this, Mu Miao ran from the fifth floor to the first floor, but when he finally ran downstairs and arrived at the place where they fell, the bodies were nowhere to be seen.

"Hmm?" Mu Miao looked around, frowning in confusion. "Is he resurrected?"

He searched the area thoroughly but couldn't find the two bodies. The weak Mu Mu was a little exhausted and sat down by the flower bed.

The light at nine o'clock in the morning was dazzling, illuminating the entire campus. However, the campus, which should have been full of youth, had become lifeless. The occasional screams and the crashes of falling buildings constantly irritated people's sensitive nerves.

Mu Miao was basking in the sun and felt sleepy unconsciously. He had been playing with Song Qi last night and then worked the night shift. Now that he was relaxed, fatigue swept over him.

He leaned against the tree trunk, his face peaceful as he fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, a pale hand touched his face, and a tall man stood in front of him. His appearance was extremely aggressive, with dark eyes and black hair. Thick black mist filled his body, emitting a terrifying pressure that made people surrender.

With his appearance, the levels of all evil spirits in the copy rose again, and the system issued an early warning.

[Ding! The dungeon boss has appeared. All players, please pay attention.]

The exhausted players all wailed when they heard the warning. They could no longer withstand the current ghosts. Now that the BOSS was gone, was there really any chance for them to survive?

Xi Yunchi didn't care how much psychological trauma he caused to the players. He focused all his attention on the person in front of him.

The sunlight penetrated through his transparent body, making Mu Mu shine brightly.

Xi Yunchi bent down, staring at Mu Mu's face, caressing his cheek with his palm, and whispered softly, "It's been a long time since we last met, Lord God. I'm very happy that you can come back to me again."

Mu Miao felt a familiar breath in her sleep and subconsciously rubbed it in Xi Yunchi's palm, muttering, "Yu Chen... Song Qi... I like you..."

Xi Yunchi chuckled softly upon hearing this and gently pinched his nose, "You like both? Are you so fickle?"

Mu Mu shook his head, making a nasal sound of "hmm", and hugged Xi Yunchi's neck tightly with both hands, buried his head in his neck, found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell asleep again.

Xi Yunchi held him quietly, copying his facial features. In his eyes, Mu Mu showed his original appearance, just as he had the honor of meeting him many years ago when time and space overlapped.

Then this almighty God appeared in his life many times.

Xi Yunchi merged the souls of Pei Qingye and Jiang Qianliu. In order to prevent the system from discovering them, he must find the other soul fragments as soon as possible.

Xi Yunchi held Mu Mu for a while. When he was about to leave, he gently leaned Mu Mu's head against the tree and brushed off the fallen leaves on his shoulders. "I'll be back to see you soon. Wait for me."

Mu Mu slept soundly, and when he woke up again, the sky was gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

The massacre by ghosts continues to this day, and severed limbs can be seen everywhere on the campus.

Mu Mu was in a daze after just waking up. Ghosts kept chasing people and running past him. The leisurely and peaceful state on his side and the desperate escape on the other side formed two extremes.

Mu Mu held his chin with both hands, his mind empty.

He always felt that someone came to him when he was asleep. It seemed to be Song Qi, and also a bit like Jiang Qianliu or Pei Qingye. As Mu Miao thought about it, his longing for Song Qi became stronger.

He stood up and walked towards the school gate, intending to look for Song Qi.

The guard at the school gate had long disappeared. Mu Mu walked out of the school gate with a swagger, but his forehead suddenly hit a layer of barrier. Mu Mu covered his forehead in pain and looked at the rippling barrier with tears in his eyes.

001 issued a timely reminder, [The boss is gone, the ghost zone is open, you can't get out.]

Mu Miao was concerned about another point, [Was this barrier set up by the big boss?]

001: [Ah.]

Mu Mu's skin was tender, and when it was hit by the solid barrier, a large patch of red immediately appeared on his forehead.

He pouted and complained sweetly, "This guy is so annoying. He put up a barrier in a public place. He has no sense of public morality at all. He hit me so hard that it hurt like hell."

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