klisemfg Chapter 31 Death Threat
Chapter 31 Death Threat
Originally, he was supposed to follow his plan, win over Ji's mother, and then try to gain Ji Xingyi's favor, but everything changed after the appearance of Death Soul Island.
The young man's gentle smile flashed through Ding Xuehui's mind. Jiang Lin was incredibly strong; if she could defeat him, the subsequent dungeons would be much easier!
One offers a life of wealth and luxury in their later years, while the other is about something far more important: their life!
Just as she turned the corner, a dark figure suddenly appeared, and with great force dragged her into the dark stairwell!
The girl panicked and tried to call for help, but her eyes widened when she saw the other person's face clearly: "Ji..."
However, before she could utter a single word, the man's large hand gripped her neck. Pain spread, and Ding Xuehui couldn't breathe. As the oxygen in her chest decreased, Ding Xuehui realized with horror that the man in front of her actually wanted to kill her.
"Help... Jiang..."
The girl struggled desperately, and just when she thought she was going to die, the large hand suddenly withdrew its strength, and with a "bang," she was slammed to the ground.
Ignoring the pain in her body, Ding Xuehui gasped for breath, and her vision gradually cleared.
The tall man stood against the light, his long, slender fingers elegantly lighting a cigarette.
The first time she saw Ji Xingyi, she was captivated by his face. After repeated encounters, she discovered that he was not only as beautiful as a god, but also as cold and aloof. But at this moment, reality once again shattered Ding Xuehui's preconceived notions. The ferocity displayed by the man before her was completely different from the aloof and noble young master she remembered.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Ding Xuehui trembled uncontrollably, her body wracked with excruciating pain. She didn't know what unforgivable sin she had committed to incur the wrath of the gods.
The man's icy gaze pierced through the swirling smoke: "Dare to take another step closer to him, and I won't hesitate to smash every bone in your body and drain every drop of your blood!"
This is a warning, a threat, and a declaration!
Some people enjoyed the meal, while others had mixed feelings. Jiang Lin looked at Ding Xuehui's empty seat, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.
Ji Xingyi disliked crowded places, so after eating a little something, he pulled Jiang Lin away. He left the rest to Wang Zhe and Tian Mingxuan.
Wang Zhe thought he would have some free time, but three days after the gathering, he returned to the dormitory with bad news.
Tian Mingxuan is dead. He died in a traffic accident. He was walking on the road when he was hit and killed by a drunk driver. I heard he died on the spot, his brains exploded all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river.
Death and tomorrow, you never know which will come first.
The person most affected by Tian Mingxuan's sudden death was Wang Zhe. It was originally agreed that he and Tian Mingxuan would take Ding Xuehui and Ruan Qing through the dungeon, but now he's all alone.
“My skill level is already pretty bad, so if I die, I die. But if I cause their deaths, I won’t be able to live with myself. So I told them that I wouldn’t take Ruan Qing with me, and that Xuehui and I would run the dungeon together. Who knew that the guy surnamed An would get angry at me and insist that I take Ruan Qing with me,” Wang Zhe sighed helplessly as he said this: “She said that if I didn’t take Ruan Qing with me, she would let Ruan Qing die by herself!”
With Yi Jing no longer involved, An Zhiwei took over the task of liaison between the two parties after Tian Mingxuan's death. Jiang Lin understood Wang Zhe's personality; he was stubborn but soft-hearted, and the other party was exploiting this to morally blackmail him.
"You want me to help you?" Jiang Lin saw through Wang Zhe's little scheme at a glance and took the milk tea that Wang Zhe flatteringly offered: "Okay, but you have to agree to one condition."
Wang Zhe quickly pushed the family bucket of fried chicken in front of Jiang Lin again: "Apart from money, everything is negotiable!"
The matter was settled. At 1 p.m. the next day, Wang Zhe changed into loose sportswear and prepared for battle. He checked the Dead Soul Island and found that Jiang Lin was online. He clicked to join Jiang Lin's team but was rejected. Wang Zhe rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes. The system actually showed that the other team was full.
Wang Zhe immediately called Jiang Lin: "Isn't it Lao San? Why is the place full?"
Jiang Lin glanced at the man beside her and replied helplessly, "Xingyi said he wants to participate, so we have to kick you out."
"Hey, no!"
Wang Zhe wanted to say something, but Jiang Lin hung up the phone and turned to the gloomy-faced man beside him, saying, "Alright, are you satisfied now?"
Ji Xingyi remained silent, the underlying hostility in his eyes refusing to dissipate.
Jiang Lin: "Tian Mingxuan's death was sudden, and it was a last-minute decision. We didn't intentionally hide it from you."
Seeing the young man's pained expression, Ji Xing's anger intensified. He reached out and pressed Jiang Lin onto the sofa, coldly saying, "You only told me five minutes early that we were going into the dungeon? Jiang Lin, have you considered what I would do if something happened to you?"
Ji Xingyi was originally going to the company, so she was dressed in a suit. Jiang Lin reached out and pulled on Xingyi's blue tie, and their breaths mingled.
“Xingyi,” Jiang Lin’s smile vanished, his eyes like black holes swallowing light, “No one can’t live without someone else.”
Ji Xingyi's expression froze, and he finally gave in. He silently turned and walked towards the balcony. He had just taken out a cigarette, but then he thought of the person in the room and silently put it back.
[Instance: The Witch's Tears]
[Waiting for players to enter... 5 minutes countdown...]
Ten cars were driving slowly in the lush, green mountains.
Inside the third van in the convoy, Jiang Lin rubbed his temples as he received the system's information stream.
This instance provides a wealth of information. They are a film crew; after rising star Mo Xizheng and popular actress Zhao Ruoxi became hugely popular in the historical drama "The Lonely City," their teams collaborated to film a light travel variety show in Country F.
Each player has corresponding character information. Jiang Lin raised his hand and noticed a simplified icon tattoo of the Dead Soul Island app on the back of his hand, guessing it was a player marker. In this instance, he was playing the role of the assistant to the movie star Mo Xizheng.
As they traversed the forest, a 100-meter cliff appeared ahead. The lead vehicle braked suddenly, but fortunately, the convoy was traveling slowly, and no accident occurred.
"What? There's only one road?" Director Wu Hu angrily pointed at the coordinator and cursed, while the screenwriter next to him dared not utter a word.
Below the cliff is a turbulent lake, and the road to the other side is an old-looking iron suspension bridge. Clearly, vehicles cannot pass through this road; it can only be traversed on foot.
Finally, producer Song He stepped in to smooth things over: "Let me check the map. It's no more than two kilometers from the river to the castle. We have a small trailer on the car, so the equipment can be towed over, it just will take a little more time."
If we were in China, changing filming locations wouldn't be a problem, but now the entire crew is abroad, in an unfamiliar place, and the rental fees for castles in France are extremely expensive, so the crew has no choice but to compromise.
The walkie-talkie notified all vehicles and personnel to get out and assemble. Jiang Lin glanced around at the people present and then looked towards the opposite bank of the river.
Amidst the lush greenery, the spire of the white castle can be seen.
Leaves rustle, rivers flow backward; it is a mysterious land forgotten by humankind.