Even if An Chen died at this moment, the man did not have the slightest happy expression, but became even more angry.

An Chen opened his eyes again.

This time in a classroom.

She continued to recognize it as her elementary school classroom.

"Teacher! It was An Chen who stole my things! ”

"She's a thief!"

"Thief!"

Suddenly, several children surrounded him and pointed at An Chen.

His expression was cold and numb, but his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at An Chen.

An Chen has been expressionless for a long time.

There wasn't even much fluctuation in my heart.

The teacher walked out at this time and looked at An Chen viciously.

"Why? Why steal from classmates? Did your parents ever teach you that stealing is wrong? Or do you have no parents? ”

An Chen's face was calm, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Pushing the others away, he jumped from the window.

Can't wake up?

Then she helped herself.

The teacher exclaimed, and An Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

The big mouth of the demon approaching him came into view.

Ready to fight back, but close your eyes.

In the face of the demon's attack, An Chen had no power to resist.

And An Chen didn't see the demon's triumphant smile.

Kill yourself.

Kill yourself in your dreams.

An Chen opened his eyes again, and the scene changed again.

At this time, what she saw was Uncle Chen.

An Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at him a little sluggishly.

Uncle Chen did not show the same fierce expression as before, but looked at An Chen kindly.

He walked towards her with a trembling voice.

"Xiao Chen, are you hungry?"

An Chen shook his head dumbfoundedly.

"Hey! I'm so tired from school, how can I not be hungry, wait a while, Uncle Chen will cook for you. ”

Uncle Chen patted his leg and limped to the kitchen with his crutches.

"Uncle Chen."

An Chen suddenly shouted.

Uncle Chen heard An Chen shouting to himself, and replied with a smile: "Hey, what's wrong." ”

"I'm leaving, I'm glad to see you again."

An Chen smiled and slashed his throat with the fruit knife on the table.

"Xiao Chen!!"

Uncle Chen's panicked and shouting figure gradually disappeared in front of him.

When he opened his eyes again, the demon appeared in front of his eyes again.

This time it was almost touching its own face, and it had a weird smile.

An Chen waved the big sword with his backhand, and before he finished his movements, he entered the dream again.

Nanny No. 1 was playing with her mobile phone, and when she looked at An Chen's movements, she jumped up in fright and shouted exaggeratedly: "Hey, hey!" Isn't it, I'm just playing with my phone, can I use such a big reaction? ”

An Chen saw Nanny No. 1 and blinked.

Seeing her like this, Nanny No. 1 stretched out two small black mist hands and waved them in front of her eyes.

"It's fine."

As soon as An Chen finished speaking, he picked up the fruit knife on the table and put it on his neck.

"Oops! What are you going to do?! ”

Nanny No. 1 suddenly panicked and wanted to stop An Chen.

An Chen still cut his neck and returned to reality.

This time she returned to reality, did not stop for a second, and returned to the dream.

The difference is that he has a large sword in his hand.

And the person standing in front of him is the Wu family.

An Chen put the big sword on his neck again.

The Wu family frowned, and was about to say something, but saw An Chen suddenly laugh.

"Haha......"

The Wu family was even more strange, looking at An Chen's appearance, full of doubts.

An Chen slowly put down the big sword, and said with a playful smile: "You don't think that I am going to cut my neck again."

Hearing her say this, the "Wu family" suddenly rolled his eyes and felt that something was wrong.

The next moment, I saw An Chen take out a bottle, and while opening it, he wiped some of the liquid in it with his hands.

And the "Wu family" recognized what it was, and instantly burst out.

was going to rush at her and destroy the bottle.

Why?!

Why does she have the slime of the Lazy Demon?

But An Chen had already smeared the mucus on his head.

The illusion in front of him suddenly vanished, and there was only a demon in a rage.

Of course An Chen knew what this demon wanted to do,

At the beginning, letting go of the fear in your heart to affect your mood will make it impossible for you to judge the situation calmly.

And when it chooses to commit suicide, it will retract its hallucinations and mislead itself into suicide to get out of the dream.

An Chen also cooperated with it, committing suicide in a dream while finding the sub-package of mucus she had brought.

Finally, the devil showed his feet.

It felt that it must have taken the bait, so instead of creating a dream this time, it hallucinated in front of its eyes.

Just wait for himself to take the sword in his hand and wipe it against his neck.

But An Chen had already touched his portioned mucus, opened it, and smeared it.

She would no longer be bewitched by this demonic dream.

"Your trick is too low-end, little trash."

After An Chen finished smiling, the demon rushed over with a broken defense.

He regretted it, he should have killed this woman directly! It's not like I'm trying to eat her!

In fact, I don't blame the demon, after all, An Chen's feeling to the demon is too fragrant.

The kind that will skyrocket your strength if you eat it.

No demon would want to waste it.

But it also realized at this time that An Chen is not a good stubble.

It's even very difficult to control.

She didn't fall for herself at all, and even found a solution in an instant.

That bottle of demonic slime......

The sense of crisis made the demon burst out in an instant, wanting to kill An Chen.

However, it loses a form and activates its clone, and its defense is greatly reduced.

As a last resort, I can only withdraw my clone first and enrich my strength.

In Fu Yan's dream, he was being blamed by his boss at this time.

In the mouth of his boss, he is an old-fashioned, inflexible, and ignorant fool.

But Fu Yan didn't understand,

I'm just doing my part.

He can't say nice words, and his goal has never been to be a person who can only slap Sima's ass.

Unable to bear it, he decided to refute, and when he looked up, he found that his boss was gone.

？

What about people.

Caiji sat silently to the side to eat, but the sound of other people's discussions clearly entered his ears.

"Can she be number one like that?"

"Shhhhhh Who knows how she got that number one? ”

"She looks coquettish every day, I don't think she can get the first place in this assessment. Hey, isn't there a boss who has always been interesting to her? I think it's just taking advantage of that boss. ”

"Yes, yes, I think too!"

Caiji clenched his hands, trying not to let the tears flow.

Obviously, she relied on her own hard work.

She won the first place by strength.

Why does it become an unspoken rule in their mouths?

Can't a woman be number one? Or can't a great woman dress herself?

I just wanted to shoot the case, but I found that there was suddenly no one around.

……？

What's going on.

Lingci is in a dark alley, fighting with these people who have captured him.

I am scolded every day as a primary school student, and the author really doesn't know who to mess with, my education is still a little higher... Is it okay to scold me as a junior high school student...... ()┐