The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi slept at Jiangbeiyu's place that night. Before going to bed, she called An Yunhuai back, and by the way, called Lin Wencheng to explain the situation of her leave. Finally, she kissed the yew string on her wrist before lying down. down to sleep.

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Late at night is always a good time for many dark things to grow.

Inside the huge mansion, there was a dim chandelier above his head. Someone was staring at the pot of dog blood, three sticks of incense, and complex runes drawn in red ink on the Eight Immortals Terrace in front of him. His eyes were already bleeding. .

He was still holding a handful of dog blood in his hand, ignoring the strong smell of blood, he kept chanting what he didn't know, thinking about the scene that was about to happen.

Finally, the lights in the house flickered, followed by this person, his pupils widened suddenly, then his body stiffened, and soon he fell down limply, but the expression on his face suddenly became peaceful.

An even weirder scene happened. There was a basin of dog blood on the table, and the contents inside were slowly disappearing, including the corpse on the ground, and the dog blood on his hand was also slowly disappearing.

The lights in the house suddenly went on and off again, and when it came back on, the tabletop was clean, as if the pot of dog's blood, three sticks of incense and the runes drawn in red ink had never existed.

The corpse lying on the ground had a peaceful face as if it was asleep.

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When Su Nanzhi appeared in the classroom the next day, the surrounding eyes were rather obscure.

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An Yunhuai also came.

Du Zijin at the front desk turned her head: "Zhizhi, where have you been these two days? Do you know that I really feel like three autumns away..."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

"I asked for leave to do some business." Generally speaking, everyone understands that it is something that is not convenient to say.

As expected, Du Zijin didn't ask any more questions, but she very naturally grabbed the little hand of the beauty at the back table and touched it.

"Zhizhi, what the hell have you suffered these two days? You've lost weight, and my heart aches for you. I brought some snacks with you today, so hurry up and eat some."

Ye Ting couldn't take it anymore, "You put away your spicy sticks."

Su Nanzhi, who was about to reach out for the spicy strips just now: "..."

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Du Zijin silently withdrew the spicy strips, and offered her long-preserved fudge instead, "Zhizhi, this one is green apple flavored, sour and sweet, try it."

Su Nanzhi tasted it, and saw that the packaging was unfamiliar, so she asked Du Zijin for the link.

Du Zijin: "This is also sold in shopping malls outside."

Su Nanzhi memorized it silently.

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The weather has been so cold recently that even the tallest and strongest sports committee member in the class couldn't stand the temperature and put on his own big padded jacket instead.

Su Nanzhi, a woman still wearing a school uniform jacket, looked very out of place.

Even when he went out this morning, Jiang Beiyu frowned when he saw her thin clothes.

Then he desperately wanted to put one of his coats on her.

Young Master Jiang also has too many clothes left unused, this is just one of them that he bought and didn't have time to wear out.

Su Nanzhi is not short, but wearing Jiangbeiyu's coat, it looks like a mid-length coat to her.

Of course, this is understandable.

Su Nanzhi didn't want to wear a coat, but Jiang Beiyu said that if she didn't wear it, she would call An Yunhuai and ask him to bring her a coat from home to school.

So Su Nanzhi put it on silently.

The house An Yunhuai lives in now does not have her thick coat.