Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss

The closer the classroom was, the more pungent the smoke was, and the smoke mixed with black smoke blocked everyone's vision.

The theological teacher first stopped the students from moving forward and immediately began to evacuate many students.

"Hurry up, line up downstairs, students!"

"But the album I just bought is still there!"

"That's it! My wallet is in it too! What to do? It's really poorer than a tramp!"

"Ahhhh! My limited edition Angel Angel comic book!"

For a while, the students were noisy and sad.

But the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and they didn't have the courage to keep approaching, they could only quit the teaching building with the students of other classes.

Zhou Yu looked expressionlessly at the huge fire in the classroom. The emerald-clear eyes reflected the flame of fire that seemed to never go out.

Is that the painting?

Who knows.

Boom-pop! !! !!

The flames burst out of the classroom, and even the window glass couldn't withstand the heat waves that burned and shattered. The splattered glass fragments were scattered among the evacuated people, and they screamed.

Blonde long-haired, hot cheerleader Jenny is a popular figure on campus. She has long blonde hair and **** that are in line with the mainstream aesthetics of Clay's planet. Welcome, and Jenny is very proud of it.

But today, Jenny, who has always been beautiful, came to school with a look of exhaustion and anxiety.

She sat in her seat, doodled uneasily with her pen in her textbook, and didn't even look up at the lecture.

"Today, let's learn the contents of Lesson 11 ..." On the podium, the English teacher's voice sounded like a lullaby.

Annie's original beautiful face had two dark circles under her eyes, her eyes also looked dull.

Listening to the hypnosis teaching of the English teacher, Annie felt that her eyelids were very heavy, and it seemed that she might enter a deep dream at any time.

Do not! She can't sleep! Absolutely not!

Annie's eyes widened in horror, trying to drive away the remaining drowsiness, and pierced her arm with a pen in her hand to wake herself up.

The bright red blood spewed from her white tender arm, and it hurt her instantly, but tears couldn't help flowing.

"Woo-no-woo, don't sleep, don't sleep! Please! Don't sleep!" She wept in a low voice, trying to suppress her inner despair.

She regretted that she shouldn't have lied because of a moment's hatred and caused Morris to be taken away-now, he's back, he's back to revenge ... ohh! What should she do?

Annie's eyes were even more horrified when she remembered how she had been fooled by her lies and taken away by fanatical believers two weeks ago.

He won't let her go, he will kill her, he will kill her ...

"Annie? Annie! I'm asking you a question! Get up and answer the question!" The English teacher's harsh and unpleasant voice was so sharp that she pierced Annie's nervous brain fiercely, making her eyes more dull.

"Why, what?" Annie no longer had the usual spirit, and stood up with a timid look on her face.

Maybe she should go to the priest in the church for help, yes! Perhaps only a deity can subdue this demon!

Anne thought of this solution, as if she had finally escaped from the continuous nightmares of these days, and her face began to recover some glory.

"I'm asking you—" On the podium, the English teacher with a long, smooth brown hair curled up behind her head frowned and looked at Annie with an unscrupulous look.

噗 呲 ——

A sharp ghost hand penetrated the head of the English teacher, and bright red plasma splashed Annie's face.

"Well, why don't I ask you what it's like to lie? Haha! Look at your tongue, it must be terrible! Hey ~" The skin was burnt, and there was a piece on the body The man in the unsuitable high school uniform held the body of the English teacher and smiled wildly.

A few drops of blood were also splashing into Annie's eyes, which reddened all her vision.

Her voice was shaking, and she felt strangely cold all over.

She couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or not. The strong **** taste stimulated her fragile nerves, and she was almost in a state of collapse.

The man standing on the podium looked at her, and in the eyes of the black hole was the silence of the dead, which made people feel a sense of fear and trembling from just looking at it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

The beautiful-looking and beautiful blonde could no longer control her inner fear and screamed.

Stab it--

The scorched man cut Annie's tongue and stared at her grimly and laughed.

"Wow, magical Annie, you can scream without your tongue, do you still see me without your eyes?"

The man was horrified to his face with a joke, and the anxious Anne who showed off her tongue that had been severed in her hand, the horrible face of the horrible face, could vaguely distinguish the good-looking past.

Annie's tongue was cut off alive, the pain that ordinary people couldn't bear caused her pupils to start to enlarge.

She thought it must be a dream, and she wanted to wake up.

But no, no matter how she screams and prays in her heart, she cannot escape this dream.

Even such severe pain could not wake her from sleep.

Perhaps this is the real world?

Annie looked in horror at the demon who was burnt so far that she had no complete skin.

I can only cover my mouth that is constantly bleeding, and weep in despair.

The burnt black, ugly and scary face was getting closer.

Annie could no longer control her inner fear and wanted to run out of this classroom.

However, when she turned her head, Annie found that the classroom was full of people, and all the tables and chairs seemed to be burnt by the fire.

The floor creaked under her feet and was worn out, as if she could not bear her weight and cracked the next moment.

Crackling--

As Annie desperately wanted to run out of the classroom, the floor cracked a large hole as she expected.

She stepped on the air with one foot and half of her body fell down. She could only cling to the floor next to her helplessly, letting those wooden thorns stab her fingers with blood and dare not relax.

Because under the floor was a piece of hot magma, anything that fell would be engulfed by extremely hot flames and turned into ashes.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh when there were tears on Annie ’s moving face, her blue eyes were so dreadful.

She wanted to ask for mercy, but blood was still flowing from her mouth, and she could only make hoarse wailing sounds with only half of her tongue.

The soles of her feet could already feel the scorching heat of magma, and her fear of death was dying of her spirit.

"Eh! Hey, poor Jenny, do you need my help?" The charred man walked to Annie, pretending to be sympathetic, and a touch of false compassion appeared on his face covered with burn marks.

"Ah! Ah!" Anxiety and begging appeared in Annie's eyes.

The blade of light passed, and Annie's five fingers of one hand on the edge of the floor were scattered into the magma.

The cuts on the palms were so neat that it took several seconds for blood to come out.

The pain at the fracture made Annie scream unbearably: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha-great, it seems that you like my help! Then I will help you again!" A terrible smile appeared on that wicked face, he raised his sharp edge in his hand Knife.

Sweat turned Annie's beautiful blonde hair into a pile of hair, sticking to her face, looking extremely embarrassed.

Desperately, she grabbed the floor with her only hand, and as the body slowly dropped, leaving a few **** marks on the floor.

"Not good! It's on fire! The classroom is on fire!"

A scream tore the original horror atmosphere, and the man with burnt scars all over his grim eyes, gradually put away the deliberately cruel smile on his face, but showed a bit of sadness Color.

The fire was in the classroom of his friend Zhou Yu.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at at the same thing, the flames devour everything.

Annie woke up from her nightmare dropped in the magma, sweating and timid.

The taste of every piece of skin on her body that had just been licked by the flames made her dead, and she still can't return to her life as if she had already died once.

As in the past few days, she had a nightmare every night, an extremely real nightmare.

The pain she suffered in the dream made her dead, and she was overwhelmed.

Originally trapped in the classroom because of the fire, there was a brief silence because of Annie's scream.

Annie glanced around, panting hurriedly, and then rushed out of the classroom.

She's going to find the priest, yes, priest, only the priest can deal with that **** demon!

"Annie! Don't run around! Annie!" The English teacher standing on the stage wanted to stop Annie who rushed out of the classroom, but failed to stop, and finally gave up.

Bang-The pieces of glass exploded one after another, and the fire was sky-high.

In this cold winter day, Zhou Yu watched the raging fire in that classroom, strangely made him feel a little warm.

The classmates next to them started screaming again, apparently they had left the teaching building, but they seemed to be still on the fire, and they were crying.

In fact, Zhou Yu also knew that when he faced this unexpected situation for the first time, his reaction was the most abnormal.

He was always expressionless and emotionally stable, like a robot without any empathy.

It was as if he had a layer of separation with the world around him, and he couldn't get into it.

After Morris left, his symptoms became more obvious. Maybe the depression hadn't been better before, but he didn't want to change.

He felt that it was so good now that the extra feelings would only affect his reason.

After a while, the firefighters in the town finally belated to start the fire.

As a result of the accident, the students were told to take a day off and arrange classroom studies when the fire broke out.

Zhou Yu followed the flow of people out of the school gate, and her green eyes were indifferent.

As in the morning, it was gloomy.

It was still cold at noon in the early winter, and the cold wind blew through Zhou Yu's cheek, bringing a little tremor.

Not far away is a corner, you can go home by walking to the left.

Zhou Yu walked to the corner, paused, and walked to the street on the right.

He needed to prove a conjecture, a somewhat exaggerated idea-the fire was really related to the painting.

This historic town is located in a remote corner of the country. Due to the developed agriculture, it maintains a close connection with the outside world, but the cultural tradition still retains the history.

For example, the small town library in front of Zhou Yu.

The quaint doors were open, revealing rows of bookshelves and several tables for learning.

Zhou Yu walked into the library, expertly walked to the deepest bookshelf, and took out a large book.

Opening the pages of the book, a simple portrait of the gods came into view.

Obviously, this is a book about countless sources of gods, which is best suited to his current situation.

Closing the book page, Zhou Yu took out the few yuan left on his body and borrowed the book from the dozer at the counter.

Out of the library, Zhou Yu looked at the small change left in his palm, and slightly frowned.

His cheap father who likes to drink will not give him pocket money, which he earned by working odd jobs before, and he is almost finished.

Looks like I need to find another job.

Zhou Yu took the money back into his pocket and hugged the heavy tomb toward the so-called home.

Sure enough, it is a bit inconvenient to lose the schoolbag.

The crows on the branches were still screaming "Ga ---" with an unknown meaning.

Overgrown lawns are overgrown with wooden houses that look particularly shabby.

Zhou Yu walked to the door and was about to open the door to enter, but Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes caught a glance at the door.

An outdated fat is placed next to the door frame.

There were some burnt marks on the whitish cloth that had been washed, and there was a burnt smell.

Zhou Yu crouched down, her grandmother's green eyes blinked, and she recognized the familiar schoolbag.

This is his schoolbag, the one that should have been buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Picking up the schoolbag, Zhou Yu noticed something wrong, turned the schoolbags over, revealing the back strap.

A dark handprint was particularly noticeable on the otherwise empty strap.

The author has something to say: The content of the original work is not written for the time being because the plot has not yet begun. Please be assured that the angels have not changed the writing style

This world is purely overhead, and it is not something that happened on the earth. If there is anything unreasonable, it is all set by the author.

Also, sorry for forgetting the small theater today qaq sorry, a bit late.

small theater:

Future world consciousness: Lord God! What about fifty cents? (Holding the nightmare **** with big flowers)

Lord God: (right look.jpg) Talking about money hurts your feelings, aren't you annoying this guy? Forty cents, let's forget it!

Awareness of the future world: (faceless.jpg) In the following, if you want 50 cents, you need 50 cents! Otherwise not for you!

Nightmare World Consciousness: (Hand out fifty cents from the rope) Give it! future! (Blinking pure eyes)

Awareness of the future world: (Collect 50 cents) The transaction is established! (Loosing the rope) No, I always think there is something wrong ... (a horrified look.jpg)

Lord God: (Crying down on the ground. Jpg) Five cents will be five cents. Discuss, why? This is! (Turn around and run away)

Nightmare world consciousness: (Hugging the future 蹭蹭) Give you money, roar, don't hesitate, after all, I have money! (Sprinkled a lot of banknotes)

Future world consciousness: (smiles on his face, mmp.jpg in his heart) I really think there is something wrong ... 2k novel reading network