【Green? 】

【It seems to be green. 】

【Who is green? 】

…

That's a very good question.

There is no need to think too much about who is the cheating one for now. Anyway, Gao Ling feels very painful when watching the plot.

She watched it from beginning to end, and when Congyuan said the first sentence, she guessed that "he" was probably showing off.

Why show off such a skill... Gao Ling had complicated thoughts in his heart, but the world of monsters is like this, it seems to be really complicated. Thinking of this, Gao Ling was inexplicably relieved. Anyway, he managed to fool the head of the Li family, right?

The last time she saw him, there were so many bloodstains on his hands. She didn't know how he would react this time.

If possible, Gao Ling would like to take a look at the other person within a short period of time, but this possibility should be very small.

In fact, the previous issue brought Gao Ling a lot of devastation in her heart, because she finally figured out something through the previous issue and some previous clues.

First of all, the mastermind behind the comic convention incident that almost killed her should be the head of the Li family.

What made Gao Ling even more desperate was that he soon discovered that the boss he met at the comic convention who had been lying next to him pretending to be dead was actually Yuan...

Based on the description of Yuan's ability in the comics, Gao Ling guessed that he must have used his ability to transform... or was it illusion? Although he didn't know what happened specifically, the comic exhibition that had always been a little vague in Gao Ling's mind gradually became clear again, even to the point where it seemed like it had just happened yesterday.

The consequence of this incident was the weird doll that appeared on Gao Ling’s bedside... Well, it is said that people with strong spiritual energy are also strong in doing some weird things. With this idea in mind to comfort herself, Gao Ling bought a scarecrow from a third-rate store, made a small loincloth, and then stole her mother’s three needles and started to pierce them, piercing her head, heart and vagina respectively...

Now she looked at the comments on the computer and randomly picked up a few.

[Is the atmosphere between these two people weird? I can’t tell. Is this really the atmosphere when two rivals meet? ]

[Love rivals meeting? Aren’t they lovers meeting? Shocked.]

[…We are reading the same comic book? ]

Gao Ling looked at his group. At this point, they couldn't reveal too much information to the outside world. Gao Ling had previously published a comic book about a woman in red who was actually a man, but now all the comics had been stopped and everyone was pretending to be dead.

The situation was quite tense, so Gao Ling knew that he couldn't just do something stupid. The group of people who had emerged from the forum before were basically as silent as Gao Ling. They all knew something, but their silence was a little scary.

But everyone knows this kind of thing... I really don't want to say it, but I feel suffocated if I don't say it. It's like there's a little grass quietly tugging at my heart, making me want to bring it up involuntarily.

In the past few days, people in the group have been complaining about how they always hesitate to speak, and then stop again. Gao Ling feels very anxious for them. Sometimes, when they really can't hold it back, they will quietly complain in the group, and after they finish complaining, that's it.

But after today's issue was finished, everyone in the group who had been hesitant to speak finally couldn't stop.

When the number of comments on the Internet began to increase, the content in the chat box gradually increased, and as time went by, people chatted more and more.

By the evening, the situation had reached the point where Gao Ling had to step out to maintain order.

[Everyone, everyone, be quiet.] Gao Ling shouted in the group, [Don't be so excited! First of all, don't say anything casually. The first thing to do is to ensure your own safety.]

[But I can’t hold it anymore! ] One person in the group replied, [Oh my god, how can I hold it back? I think if I continue like this, I’m going to die! ]

[Damn, is he really going to be killed? No! I thought it would be nice for him to live a peaceful life as a woman in red, but now I feel that he will probably die the moment the Demon Chronicles ends... What kind of feeling is this?]

Uh...actually Gao Ling had to admit that she felt the same way. She began to regret telling this group of people about her meeting with Yuan, and she regretted even more that she had told them about the red marks on the back of Yuan's hands.

Since she is the leader of this group, she has to make them calm down and not do anything stupid. The thing is, originally everyone in the group had a relatively stable mentality, but after the last article came out, more than half of the people lost their minds.

The mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the Yellow River flowed backwards. If Yuan Yuanyuan knew about it, she would be shocked. She is still lying in the tavern, eating watermelon and drinking Coke, browsing her phone and enjoying the massage from the beautiful proprietress.

All in all, without Yuan Yuanyuan knowing anything, a group of Yuan's fans were completely upset, and a lot of discussions that seemed very reasonable and well-founded emerged in the group.

Now that we know the true identity of the woman in red, the things that people discuss become more hardcore and are basically very close to reality.

[This is the first time I read a comic book by relying on my imagination. I just want to ask if it’s okay... Is Yuan really going to die? What is his plan? Can anyone guess it? ]

Gao Ling actually has a lot of thoughts about this issue. In fact, she has been thinking about these thoughts for several nights.

No matter what she thought, she was not optimistic about Yuan's future...

Even though he is a good fighter, even though he is lucky, even though he escaped the death flag last time, what about this time? Can he still escape?

Gao Ling is now trying more and more to think about this comic with a realistic mindset, rather than a simple hot-blooded anime mindset. You have to know that the first few Harry Potter books are all children's fairy tales, but in the last book, there is still a killing spree, killing so many people.

In fact, by the time the last part comes out, who knows if he or she will be the person who died in the fairy tale?

Because she had figured this out, Gao Ling had recently cut off all her sense of existence, and her desire to survive was very strong. She didn't want to appear in the "final part", which was the best way to save her life. Even if she only appeared in the frame of the comic, she might be affected and die.

Actually, to be honest, the danger of Gao Ling's gang is still small, because very few people pay attention to this group of people. The most serious group of people are those famous supporting characters in the comics. Considering that the protagonists of boys' hot-blooded comics usually don't die, the danger of Fanning is actually quite small. At least the comic author - the big monster whose true face is said to have not been discovered by anyone so far will protect the protagonist with all his might.

But Yuan... Gao Ling couldn't simply think using the comic theorem. As time passed, she could see his body getting weaker and weaker, as if there was an hourglass slowly flowing, and the sand in the hourglass couldn't be controlled - even more terrifying was that only a few people could see the hourglass flowing.

This made those people feel even more desperate, and at the same time an indescribable fear spread in their hearts.

Even from the perspective of comics, is there anything more exciting for readers than killing off such a supporting character in the last scene?

He will become a god, even if it is only in the realm of the second dimension. But considering Ji Qiu's insane attitude, Gao Ling even thinks that this is enough for him.

[Boss, you know that thing that looks like white silk, right? Can you tell me what it is? ] someone asked.

[Specifically... it seems to be smoke.] Gao Ling recalled what he saw at the comic exhibition that day, [It was the smoke from burning white silk. Most people would fall to the ground after smelling it, but Yuan seemed to become particularly weak after smelling it. I recently wondered if it was because that thing was ignited at the venue that Yuan kept coughing up blood.]

[Smoking is harmful to health. ] Someone in the group said with a little sadness.

There were actually only two people who saw Yuan that day, but everyone who heard the description could roughly imagine what the scene was like. Mainly because Gao Ling's description of "talking about other people's gossip for a long time, and that person even handed him a tissue box" was so damn vivid that it made everyone who heard it feel complicated.

[How long did he stay in the house in the comic? ] Someone in the group asked.

[I read the lines in the comic at a normal speed, which took me thirteen minutes.] A researcher in the group said silently.

[Thirteen minutes... Can you come up with a more auspicious number? Would you set a goal for this number? ]

Thirteen minutes in a closed room. Gao Ling feels a little scared when he thinks about it now.

Her mind was now constantly recalling how many blood-stained tissues she had found in the trash can that night, in an empty outdoor space.

[The key is that the room is too bad... It's completely sealed, and it's basically sucking.] Someone in the group said, [By the way, can we speculate based on the time? I think what the head of the Li family said before, that he wanted Yuan to die at his hands for the second time, is likely to come true...]

[Alright!] Gao Ling suddenly interrupted the conversation in the group, startling everyone in the group.

[No matter what, you must not move now. The first priority is to ensure your own safety.] Gao Ling repeated this in the group.

The group was noisy for a while, but under the supervision of the high spirits, it gradually calmed down.