After Mistaking Dreams, I Always Think That I Am Beautiful, Strong and Miserable.

Click! ! Qi Ling cut off the ghost thing that rushed towards him with a dagger, and his eyes lit up. This dream was so exciting, wasn't it? In reality, he has to rehearse greeting his colleagues three times in advance. What now? Killing monsters is like chopping vegetables, and being injured is like air - isn't this immersive experience ten thousand times better than going to work? He shook off the black blood on the dagger with an expressionless face, and was already planning in his mind: kill a few more waves tonight, and try to unlock the entire illustrated book before "waking up"! But he didn't know that when he turned around, blood was pouring out of the hideous gash on his back. Everyone knelt in the ruins, staring at the bone-deep wound, stunned and silent. The man who saved their lives in a desperate situation did not even move his eyebrows when he was injured - this is not the reaction of a normal person at all! Someone's voice trembled: "I have seen such a case before. Could it be that... He is a 'weapon' made in the laboratory?" Everyone looked at the cold figure and burst into tears. Qi Ling sneezed and rubbed his nose: Does this dream also have the effect of a cold? Until that day, he met a person whose air pressure was frighteningly low. Qi Ling approached him curiously, his eyes lit up: Wow, this BOSS model is so handsome! Cang Yanyan stretched out his fingertips and gently wiped away the blood on his cheeks, his voice hoarse and obsessed: "Found you, my... Kindred!" In his long years as an experimental subject, he had never seen such brilliant light. Now that he has strayed into his own territory, he should never leave again. He wants to imprison this light in his arms forever! 1.1V1. 2. Cang Yanyan (attack) VS Qi Ling (suffer). 3. Crazy criticism of the boss versus the shameless beauty. Intention: Fight against fate!