Horror Game: All My Organs Have Their Own Consciousness

　　The brilliance of human nature gradually overflowed from the bottom of their hearts.

　　 The brilliance named wisdom shines from the bottom of their eyes.

　　 At this moment, they finally realized.

　　 The new principal in front of them is not the devil they imagined.

　　 is a savior who rescued them from hell. .

Chapter 139:

　　 [The number of tricks you control exceeds 100, and the intensity of your private scene is increased. Your private scene has the foundation to construct a "door". Please find a suitable base to construct the "door". 】

　　 While releasing these students, a new reminder came from the system.

　　 Seeing this prompt, Lin Soul's expression moved.

　　 "Can the number of quirky scenes exceed a certain level to construct a ‘door’? So what is the use of the construction of a ‘door’ to the scene?"

　　 had such doubts in his mind, but the system didn't mean to answer Lin Hun's doubts.

　　 Endless horror system is bad and chicken thieves, full of maliciousness to players.

　　 It is basically impossible to get any useful information from it.

　　 Lin Soul did not expect to obtain information from the system.

　　He has his way to get the information he wants.

　　 took out the desperate canvas from his backpack and released the students from Class 6 of Year 1 on the old campus.

　　 Seeing these students look shocked at the surrounding scenery.

　　 He smiled.

　　 Although most of the students in this class are bad boys with resentment in their hearts.

　　 But Soul Lin didn't feel bad about them.

　　 After all, in such a twisted place as Yuhui and Abin, there are too few children who can maintain a trace of kindness.

　　Moreover, these students who are full of dark emotions have more nutrients for the soul tree, which is more suitable for the growth of the soul tree.

　　 "Boss, how did you do it?"

　　 The sound of exclamation sounded, and Lin Hun saw that Bai Jie was opening her small mouth, looking at the crowd of students with shock.

　　 As a teacher on the deadly campus.

　　 She really knows the urinary **** of Silent Academy.

　　 Any treacherous person who enters that school will be restrained by that school and arranged in various positions to suffer.

　　 She never thought that someone could bring people out of this school.

　　 still brings out so much.

　　 is too ridiculous!

　　 "I am now the principal of 114 Middle School. I will take some students out for a stroll, not too much."

　　 grinned, Lin Hun took out the teacher's love from his backpack, and the crystallization of the resentment that Gao Yi had dropped.

　　 "I got something from school and gave it to you々々."

"This is……"

　　 Looking at the crystallization of resentment · Zhongshang Gaoyi's distorted hissing face, Bai Jie's face showed a complicated expression.

　　 resentment, resentment, pleasure and gratitude.

　　 The turbulent emotions made her white dress dyed with a faint blood color, and her skin was as smooth as a shelled egg, and dense black and red meridians bulged.

　　 "It turns out that what the principal left behind, I think it suits you better."

　　 put the crystal of resentment in Bai Jie's hand, and passed the teacher's love to her, Lin Hun smiled slightly and said.

　　 "As for how to deal with these things, that's your problem, don't let me down."

"…………thanks."

　　 Holding the crystallization of Gao Yi's resentment, feeling the faint panic from it, Bai Jie took a deep breath, the meridians floating on his face gradually disappeared.

　　 But the dress on her body is still blood red.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 waved his hand, Lin Soul turned and left.

　　 How to deal with Gao Yi's grievances, that is her problem.

　　 Lin Hun didn't want to bother.

　　 He has more important things to do.

　　 went back to his room.

　　 Lin Hun took out Dish Xian from his backpack.

　　 took out the blood-colored plate with a lot less cracks on the dark paper shop table with blood written on it, and placed it in the middle of the paper.

　　 bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the plate.

　　 After watching the blood-colored plate quickly absorb his own blood, Soul Lin said.

　　 "I won't be with you anymore. Tell me where I can find the base to build the ‘door’."

　　 There used to be a door in Moon Bay, but because of his advanced mission, that door has been destroyed and cannot be used anymore.

　　 The Canvas of Despair can leave the coordinates of the door.

　　 But this thing can only be used by him, and only one coordinate can be marked.

　　 does not enhance his personal scenes.

　　 Therefore, constructing the door is a necessary step.

　　 This door with the dark side world is the key to strengthening the scene.

　　 hiss!

　　 The plate that had absorbed the blood of Lin Soul, the cracks on it were quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 The repaired scarlet plate runs automatically, and quickly moves to a text and stops.

　　 Soul Lin saw the black arrow on the blood-colored plate, and the text pointed at was a blood-red "no".

　　The dish stayed on this character for three seconds, then began to move, and then stopped again.

　　 The stop position this time is "Enough".

After 　　 stopped for three seconds, the blood-colored plate moved back to the middle of the black paper and stopped moving.

"Ha ha."

　　 Looking at the answer Die Xian gave, Lin Soul smiled.

　　 smiled with blue veins bulging in the forehead.

　　 He stood up and left the room silently.

　　 After a while, he returned to this room.

　　 It’s just that this time he came back with the Yuye Butcher in his hand.

　　 ". 〃 Gadgets are still playing tricks for me, it seems that you haven't realized who the boss is."

　　 Holding the Yuye Butcher knife in both hands, aiming at the dish fairy's plate, Lin Hun raised his hand to pierce the greedy guy, and the dish that was originally immobile began to move quickly.

　　 [Answer to the question of divination without blood, my power is not enough]

　　【Fair Ming】

　　 This time, Die Xian was very fast, and only a little frustrated in each word, let Lin Hun write it down, but the meaning it expressed was very clear.

　　 Strong desire to survive.

　　 "So I misunderstood you?"

　　 Holding the rainy night butcher knife, scratching the blood-colored plate, and seeing the trembling sound of the plate, Lin Soul looked cold.

　　 "What if you lie to me?"

　　【Don't dare】

【I'm wrong】

　　Die Xiancao’s batch of apologies constantly.

　　 Seeing its performance, Lin Hun thought for a while and put away the knife.

　　 "A few drops."

　　 His own blood is a big tonic for the treacherous. This matter has been known since the time when he used his blood to paint the blood gate.

　　 But he didn't expose this secret casually, he didn't want to be Tang Seng meat in the sly eyes.

　　 That's too much.

　　 He will only use his blood for a little bit of tricky or cursed items that he needs.

　　【Five drops】

　　Diixian moved and paused slightly on the two characters.

"Um?"

　　 Seeing the answer it gave, Lin Soul narrowed his eyes and lifted the knife silently.

　　【Three drops】

【could not be less】

　　 Before he fully raised the knife, Die Xian moved again.

　　 "…………"

　　 holding the knife, slashed it with one knife, and finally stopped at a position less than one centimeter above Die Xian.

　　 Soul Lin nodded.

　　 "It seems that you did not lie this time, but I hope you will give me more in the future, otherwise my knife won't stop, don't blame me."

　　 Sweeping the blood-colored plate with trembling eyes, Lin Soul bit his finger again and dripped three drops of blood on the plate. .

Chapter 140:

　　 hiss!

　　Daixian who has absorbed three drops of blood is like a hairy crab that has just been steamed, red and smokey.

　　 began to move slowly.

　　 This time, Die Xian moved very slowly, as if he was carrying something heavy on his back.

　　 In the process of moving, Die Immortal is still overflowing lumps of blood.

【South】

　　【Suburbs】

【code】

【head】

　　 Click!

　　 With the appearance of the four characters, Die Xian's plate made a crisp sound, cracked several big cracks, and almost fell apart.

　　 Lin Hun looked at the dice immortal whose color had turned pale red, almost broken, thoughtfully.