In 5080, people who died unnaturally will be drawn into an infinite horror game.
Ruan Bai is the supreme judge of the game. He is cold and ascetic, and is above ten thousand people. In an unknown copy, he picked up a dying black snake.
From then on, everyone knew that there was someone beside the Supreme Judge who could not be messed with.
He has black hair and bloody eyes, is taciturn, and looks at everyone as if they were looking at prey.
Only when looking at Ruan Bai, those blood-colored pupils would reflect an almost pious tenderness.
Yan Hui only believed in one truth: where Ruan Bai is, there is home.
He does not need the past and is not afraid of the future.
Until that crack appeared that shouldn't exist, and the truth that had been sealed for three hundred and twenty years began to surface——
The missing players, the tampered records, the pair of bloody pupils at the end of the rift that are exactly the same as Yan Hui...
Ruan Bai looked at the sleeping black snake on his wrist and said in a very soft voice: "Are you my judge, or are you the last BOSS that I will end with my own hands?"
Yan Hui opened his vertical pupils and wrapped them around his fingertips:
"It's yours."
"Only yours."
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Qiangqiang / Infinite Streaming / Next Year / Micro Millionaire / Imaginary / Drama
The Cold Supreme Judge × Silent Possessive Black Snake
Welcome to the nineteenth level of purgatory
Pass rate: 0%.
Intention: My snake