Chapter 221 Black Friday

The ignorant man was startled awake by the bubbles on his face.

The dark room had already been turned on by Mo Jiuyou, and what was captured on the camera was Chu Xiaoran's messy hair and the foam on his face.

There was a slight smile in Mo Jiuyou's beautiful sapphire-like eyes, and her thin lips evoked a smirk: "Wake up, the sun is going to dry your ass!"

Just picked up the phone on the bedside table and saw the time: "Hehe..." The man's delicate face was full of disdain.

"Hey, I'll give you 10 minutes to wash up now."

Afterwards, Mo Jiuyou walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. At some point, he took another candy.

Grab that customized phone and start playing a game of Return of the Dead.

The settings in it are some upgrades to fight monsters, specifically to spawn monsters or something, but this game is not yet on the market, so Mo Jiuyou can only brush monsters and so on.

The first level, surrounded by zombies...

"Sunday is Gloomy,

desperate sunday,

My hours are slumberless,

my time is sleeping,
……

Gloomy Sunday
desperate sunday
Sunday is gloomy
Sunday is hopeless. "

The weird song didn't matter to Mo Jiuyou's ears, but it was different for others, it was horrifying to death.

Although Mo Jiuyou cut off the negative emotions of "Black Friday", it still sounds scary to the faint of heart.

Mo Jiuyou chose an anime character in ancient costume, who freely shuttles among the zombies.

His fingers kept pressing.

The song is still going on.

"Death is no dream,

death is not a dream

……

Gloomy Sunday
desperate sunday
Dreaming
Dream
I was only dreaming
I'm not just in a dream"

Seven minutes later, after Mo Jiuyou finished playing the game, Chu Xiaoran came out, nothing else but the song on Mo Jiuyou's phone was too scary, he was listening to such a scary song in the bathroom alone , can't scare me to death~~
Mo Jiuyou knew that in his previous life, this song did kill many people, but this time is different, Mo Jiuyou deliberately asked the group to eliminate those emotions that could make people commit suicide, leaving only that little bit of horror , It's just pimples all over the body.

"Mo Jiuyou, can you stop playing these bad games?" Walking in front of Mo Jiuyou, the man's eyes darkened, and he took a deep breath in his heart: I was scared to death. The people of my life.

"How can this be a bad game?" The boy raised his eyebrows, with a wicked smile on his exquisite face, his eyebrows and eyes curved like the brightest crescent moon in the night sky, and he retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Heh... isn't this called a bad game? Look at your results!"

He had never seen Mo Jiuyou read a book before, so he subconsciously thought that he was an out-and-out scumbag.

A person who relies on his face to make a living, brings some acting skills by the way...

"What's wrong with my grades~ Don't think my grades are bad if you don't know." Mo Jiuyou gritted his silver teeth, "Hic bang!" With a sound, the lollipop shattered into pieces.

"Crackling" sound.

"I've never seen you read a book or something. You're a sophomore in high school right now. You must be a scumbag in school."

"Heh~ Then have you forgotten my past deeds? I'm a special recruiter. I don't blame you if I haven't met a student god, be good!"

Chu Xiaoran looked at the staff at the side: "Is that so?"

The staff nodded. They admitted that Mo Jiuyou entered the Holy Infant as a special recruit.

They remember that there seemed to be a lot of trouble at the time...they were all on the hot search~

 Warning: Top Ten Banned Songs, can't listen, can scare people to death...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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