I'm the king of horror in the horror world

Chapter 42 Burning That Oil Painting
There are European oil paintings hanging on the walls of the art room, and the middle of the classroom is full of painting boards, enough to accommodate the next three classes.

When Bai Yao walked to the oil painting in the middle, his eyes widened for a moment. In the oil painting, a naked little boy was painted, with blond hair, amber eyes, and fair skin. appearance.

Bai Yao had to complain in his heart: foreigners are really good at playing.

He lowered his head and dug out a match in his bag. There was only one piece of firewood left in it. Bai Yao lit the firewood without hesitation, approached the oil painting, and scraped the burning wood against the oil painting, leaving behind carbon dioxide. Black scorch marks, flames spread instantly on both sides of the scorch marks.

The students around were all attracted by Bai Yao's movement. After seeing Bai Yao burnt the oil painting, cold sweat broke out on the back of the black-hatted man, and he underestimated with an ugly face, "It's over, it's over, benefactor. If you try to kill her like this, you won't be able to keep her alive, and it's that lord she provoked..."

Xiaoyu appeared behind Bai Yao at some point. He couldn't understand it and looked at this scene with some emotion in his eyes. He choked and said:
"You're going to die if you do that, you know that?"

Xiaoyu's eyes drooped, her heart was filled with obscure and complicated emotions, and indescribable emotions surged into her heart. Why?Why should the painting be destroyed for him?

Bai Yao stuck out his tongue playfully, "I'll destroy anything I don't like."

The art teacher in the crowd didn't dare to come forward and say something to criticize Bai Yao, but looked at Xiao Yu who was beside Bai Yao with a serious face in fear.

Xiaoyu stepped forward and took Bai Yao's arm and walked out of the door. When she came to a deserted place, she asked angrily with a calm face, "Why are you so impulsive? Do you know how terrible things will happen?" Isn’t it strange?”

Bai Yao shook his head indifferently, "Anyway, it's a death before and after, so it's better to do something that makes me happy before dying."

As he spoke, Bai Yao took out the sharpening knife he saw in the dormitory from his satchel and handed it to Xiao Yu, "Here, this should be yours, Xiao Ai Yu~"

Ai Yu is Kohane's real name.

Xiaoyu's eyes were moved, and he stared blankly at the whittling knife in Bai Yao's hand, which was his favorite carpentry tool. His eyes suddenly turned red, "So you know my name and you also entered my dormitory."

Looking at Bai Yao's bright smile, those reproachful words came to his lips but he couldn't say anything, his heart was full of guilt, he knew that Bai Yao would be targeted by that person if he ruined that oil painting, and tomorrow, Bai Yao would surely die, and he couldn't protect her anymore.

Bai Yao looked at Xiaoyu who seemed to be in a bad mood, rubbed his hair, and persuaded, "You don't have to pay too much attention to what I do for you, just treat it as the last bit of kindness from a human girl before she dies."

Xiaoyu frowned, with confusion on his face, and said angrily, "But if you don't do these things, you can survive! At least, I can ensure that you get through this newbie copy safely!"

Bai Yao said helplessly, "My little classmate, do you still remember the first time we met? I said that I am not afraid of death. When I wait for the arrival of 18, I am waiting for death. If I want to live, even if you don't Come and help me, I am confident that I can survive, but if I want to die, no matter how you help me, you still can't stop me from wanting to die."

Bai Yao's eyes were full of indifference, and after he said these words, his heart was calm. The word "death" was like a common occurrence to Bai Yao, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

After all, she was the one who had died twice.

(End of this chapter)