"Knock ......"

In a daze, it was as if I heard the sound of a bell.

It was thick and distant, with an indescribable lifeless smell.

Like a death knell.

Zhou Yang's whole body stood on end, and he jumped up violently.

There was a voice echoing in his ears, and a scarlet light in front of him.

Somewhat dazed, he turned his head to look around, realizing that he was actually in that familiar classroom.

This is the high school that I studied for three years.

According to his original life, he would enroll in this high school after his family moved to Haicheng, and be admitted to university here.

However, he did not have the opportunity to go to university, and his parents died in an accident shortly after the college entrance examination, and he met his master in despair.

But now, he is in this classroom on this campus again.

The four rows of tables and chairs are crooked, each of which is extremely messy, with textbooks stacked in the corners of the desks like hills, open review question books, and rulers and pens thrown horizontally and vertically on them.

Directly in front of the classroom, there is a striking timer board hanging above the blackboard full of dense solutions, the date on which is changing every day, and now it is written that there are still 60 days before the college entrance examination.

Now the classroom was empty, and he was the only one standing behind his desk.

The red glow seemed to flow in like thick blood from the window.

He subconsciously peeked out the window.

A blood-red moon hung in the black sky, so close to the window, and the light was so intense that it seemed like a huge eyeball without an eye.

In the midst of the dazed and frightened, there was a low, pain-seeking, but irrepressible taste of pleasure in his ears.

Just such a vague hearing makes people feel a sense of impulse in their blood and indignation.

The sound is clear and sometimes indistinct, when it is clear, it seems to be close to the ear, and when it is blurred, it seems to be far away.

Zhou Yang followed the voice and walked out of the classroom.

There was no one in sight in the long corridor, and it was suffocatingly quiet.

He had never seen a school like this.

The doors of each classroom were closed, and the red light flowed in through the corridor windows, so that the floor, the walls, and the ceiling seemed to have blood gurgling.

But he didn't bother to think about these unusual scenes now.

The low, gentle moan took over all of his mind, drawing his full attention.

He hurried through the hallway, down the stairs to the rooftop of the top floor, and slammed open the rusty iron door.

What had been a low moan suddenly became louder.

The scene in front of him made him hold his breath.

It was a naked woman!

Behind the woman knelt a dark figure that seemed to be drenched in ink sweat, although the overall appearance was somewhat similar to a human, but which living person's head would be two-petaled?

Not to mention the jagged fangs on both sides of the split head, and there were tentacles-like dancing in the middle.

It looks like this head is more like a big mouth open to the sky, but it should be the place where the face is usually located, and there are eyes, nose and mouth.

Because the head is split in the center, the nose and mouth are also split in half.

The whole surface of the body of the creature with a split head into a large mouth was pustules and fissures, and thick mucus trickled down the pustules and fissures, dripping all over the body and onto the ground, so that it left a distinct trail on the ground it passed.

The tentacles were tied to the woman's body, pushing the woman step by step towards the edge of the rooftop.

Probably because the door was pushed too loudly, it alarmed the monster, and when Zhou Yang stood at the door and looked at it, it also raised its head to look at Zhou Yang, and the eyes of the two independent heads showed a hateful and vicious light.

What the hell is this?

Nothing like this has ever happened in the past!

He tried to stop the monster, but his feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move.

However, the monster didn't pay attention to Zhou Yang.

After a cold glance, it immediately continued to concentrate on pushing the naked woman in front of it forward.

The tentacles wrapped tighter.

The woman's moans suddenly turned into a cry of "ah" because of the pain, and her head, which had been hanging down, was raised so violently that her upper body stood up, and her loose wet hair was thrown back.

So, Zhou Yang saw the woman's face.

He couldn't help but be creepy.

That was Zhou Ying's face

At this time, Zhou Ying, who was supposed to fall in his hometown, appeared in his school and was tortured by a monster!

This is simply ridiculous!

Why is all this happening?

Why would he see all this?

Does that have anything to do with the task he's going to take?

Zhou Yang's heart was full of questions, his body was still standing at the door of the rooftop, still staring at the strange and terrifying scene in front of him, he couldn't turn around, couldn't escape, and couldn't even close his eyes.

So he watched Zhou Ying's raised body stagnate slightly in the air, and with the long "ah" sound, the raised body fell to the ground again.

At the moment of falling, Zhou Shengyang found a faint layer of light and shadow floating on her face.

It was another person's face.

Another woman, with dark eyes and red threads running down the corners of her eyes, and a bright red tongue sticking out of her mouth.

But after just a slight flicker, this woman's face remerged into Zhou Ying's face, and she was no longer visible.

Zhou Ying lowered his head again, and moved forward while moaning under the impetus of the monster behind him.

Ahead is the edge of the rooftop.

In order to prevent accidents, the school built a low wall.

But now, the low wall doesn't do anything.

Zhou Ying, driven by the monster behind her, groaned, stood up slowly against the wall, and then slowly climbed up the wall, so hard that she climbed over the wall and fell!

"Zhou Ying, don't!"

Anger and sadness instantly broke through all suppression, causing him to blurt out his screams.

Laughter rang out.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes violently and found himself standing behind a desk.

The early summer afternoon sun is a little harsh.

It's still the same familiar classroom, not very neat with four rows of desks and chairs, and the desks are piled up like a hill of books.

The blackboard was full of dense solutions, and the time card above read: There are still 63 days left before the college entrance examination.

But unlike just now, the classroom is now full of people.

The classmates who laughed forward and backwards, and the math teacher who was so angry that he was angry.

And Zhou Ying happened to be sitting in the center of the third row in front of him, and he was turning his head to look at him at the moment, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were full of annoyance.

That's not right, Zhou Ying shouldn't be in the same class as him, and shouldn't be in the same classroom with him.

At this time, Zhou Ying was still in the clutches of the prince!

He stared at Zhou Ying, and Zhou Ying couldn't help but look away and turn his head.

The moment she turned her head, a dim shadow suddenly dawned.

It looks a little transparent in the sunlight, but it can still be seen clearly.

The eyes were black, two red lines flowed down the corners of the eyes, and the bright red tongue sticked out of the mouth!

(End of chapter)