Survival: King Picking Game

Just like a few hours ago, he was on top of himself.

It was as if the nightmare was happening again.

...how...how could...? !

The girl's emerald-like, clear and beautiful pupils slowly faded away.

Gradually become nothingness without focus.

She covered her small mouth tightly to avoid screaming and alarming the men and women in the room, but her delicate body trembled violently involuntarily.

Antilicia's face was terribly pale, with a gloomy expression that would vomit at any time, or die at any time.

Step by step, staggering back.

The girl's back leaned against the wall, and then her limp body.

Slipping down bit by bit, he sat slumped on the ground.

Chapter 975 Poisonous Snake

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Sunset West Mountain.

The last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon.The twilight pulls up the curtain in the sky, the light between the sky and the earth is getting dimmer, and the dim yellow tulle covers the world.

In the open fields, away from the railway tracks of villages and towns.A train travels through the forest at a constant speed.Metal wheels rattled on the track.

The branches of the trees and the green mountains and fields flashed past the car window and quickly disappeared into the field of vision.

……

"Anti, what's wrong?"

Jinguji Jiu Huicheng returned to the carriage, her friend was sitting by the window, drinking black tea elegantly, looking at the scenery outside the window.

...looks the same as usual.

However, the silver-haired witch was keenly aware:

Antilicia's face was slightly pale, as if she had been frightened by some kind, and she has not recovered yet;

The girl's thin lips were pursed, quite solemn, obviously she had a heavy heart.

"...No, nothing."

She turned her head, her green pupils flickered, and said softly.

"I'm just... worried about my subordinates."

...I'm afraid that's not the case.

Jinguji Jiu Huicheng didn't say anything, but sat down opposite her and poured himself a cup of black tea.

She realized that her best friend might have remembered that incident.

...As long as a girl with self-esteem encounters such a situation, it may not be easy to let go.

If you speak rashly, whether it's comforting or making jokes, it may stimulate Antilicia's spirit...

All she could do was to stay by the girl's side silently.

——"Take good care of that friend of yours!"

At that time, Li Pingan gently put on a gothic lolita outfit for her, stroked her exposed skin, and whispered in her ear.

Jinguji Jiu Huicheng didn't know why her teacher... now this man who had completely owned everything about her, suddenly talked about this aspect, what was the reason.

However, even if Li Pingan didn't mention it, she would definitely do it——

……

Antilicia secretly observed the friend on the opposite side.

With the help of the cover of the teacup, the girl sipped her black tea while sneaking a glance at the silver-haired witch in front of her.

... The girl's white skin was slightly red.

How should I put it... It's not because of shyness, but because of the satisfied and happy expression.

Like a flower fully watered and nourished by rain and dew, it sways and shows a more beautiful and attractive posture.

This is really...

The blond girl put down the teacup and looked back.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes darkened.

"This guy... what the hell is going on!"

The woman named Erquit Brunstad muttered softly, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

Her slender legs wrapped in black pantyhose slammed to the ground.

In an instant, gravel flew, smoke and dust flew, and large cobweb-like cracks spread on the narrow path.

The long walls on both sides of the corridor slowly cracked and collapsed after a groan.