Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

Hu Du was stunned for a second, then said that he didn't want to die under the beauty's knife.

He turned and ran towards the door, but was kicked aside by Wenren Yihan when he was about to open the door and leave.

The door panel split into two at this moment, and the first thing that came into view was a pitch-black sickle.

The cuts on the door panel that fell to the ground were straight and neat, showing how sharp the sickle was and the strength of the user that could not be underestimated.

The man's face was hidden under a wide black robe. Wen Ren Yihuan took the blow with the back of his knife. His wrist was numb from the shock and his eyes became displeased.

After two moves, the man in black robe suddenly moved faster and took advantage of Wenren Yihuan's small mistake to move behind him.

The moment the sickle approached him, the sakura-haired boy rushed towards the sharp blade without hesitation, hoping that his weapon could cut the opponent's waist.

One in front and one behind, the two men were very close to each other, and the man in black could see clearly in the moonlight that the young man who was making crazy movements had peace in his eyes, like a mountain covered with snow all year round in an uninhabited area.

It makes people unconsciously addicted to it.

But the next second the man in black was obviously shocked by his desperate ruthlessness. He withdrew his hand in a hurry but it was too late, so he rolled on the ground twice while holding the man's waist.

So soft.

Wenren Yihan pulled away the hand that was holding his waist and already knew who the person was.

“Wow… Is the God of Death coming to take me away?!”

Hu, whose buttocks were repeatedly attacked, pulled up his trousers and looked at the man in the black robe and the black sickle, feeling that his life was over.

The man in black robe supported his hands on Wenren Yihuan's sides and leaned over him. Wenren Yihuan was very dissatisfied with the posture of being controlled by others, and the knife he raised was quickly pressed down by someone else.

The black hood was removed, revealing a face that had been hard to find recently.

The young man's sharp and handsome face looked even more distinct against the black clothes. He stared at the unextinguished pattern on the blade in Wenren Yihuan's hand with great interest.

"What are you looking at?" Wenren Yihan put away his knife.

"Look at you."

"You..." Before he could finish his words, the person disappeared, and under the May Hare sat a cherry-colored fox cub, swinging its big furry tail.

Wenren Yihan looked at his short legs unhappily, then he brought his tail in front of him and smoothed its fur. Finally, he succeeded in being an emo and lay down on the ground with his face pressed against his big tail.

How is his current state different from those low-level monsters who may become uncontrollable and transform back to their original forms at any time and anywhere?

Can Fox's life start over again?

Amused by the little expression of a fox that said "I'm going on strike" and "I quit", May Hare squatted down and touched the fox cub's waist generously, silently comparing the feeling with that just now.

"Don't take advantage of the fox."

Wenren Yihuan couldn't push him away, so she gave up and turned over and pressed the other person's hand under her belly.

The fox-stroking man forced the corners of his mouth to become even softer.

"Fuck, you're not only a phobic person but also a vixen?" Hu Du covered his face.

There were too many surprises, the voice was too loud, and the fox ears were too sensitive. Wen Ren Yihan tilted his little head and turned to give him a blank look.

"Um, can you let me touch it? I have never seen a living vixen..."

Hu Du rubbed his hands, and the curiosity in his eyes seemed to be bursting out.

Thinking about this poor little thing who "died young" and who was climbing up and down the building with him, Wen Ren Yihan reluctantly decided to satisfy his curiosity.

The fox cub stood up and just when he was halfway there, his body suddenly flew into the air and a pair of hands pulled him into their arms.

May Hare ignored Hu Du's sad look and looked at the mess on the ground.

"Let me first tell you what's going on."

A man, a ghost and a fox found an empty classroom and talked about the "chaos" of the night.

On the surface, it was Wenren Yihan waving his pink flesh pads to coerce and lure underage ghosts, but in reality, it was a certain black-hearted school bully behind him who was smiling and applying pressure with a shiny pure black sickle in his hand.

Hu Du shrank his head like a captured chicken, and explained that after his "one-night tour" in Wenren Yihuan's dormitory that day, he suddenly had an epiphany. He couldn't understand why he had not been buried even after being sent away, and why he could not leave the school.

Just when he was puzzled, he ran into Shu Wu driving ghosts.

The man was holding a notebook in his hand, and the student who had turned into a ghost lowered his head like a servant in front of him.

Hu Du approached curiously and found that there was a malicious note in the notebook, which was sent by an unknown person. He also received it before his death.

Before I could react, the ghost was discovered.

So he fled, he chased, he was brave enough to fly.

"Can fly?" interrupted the fox cub who was licking his fur.

"I jumped off the building and ran away." Hu Du said proudly.

"If you can fly, why did you struggle to climb the stairs just now?" Wenren Yihan was very suspicious.

"He jumped from the first floor..."

Wenren Yihuan: …

"So you came to the counseling room to look for your note?"

May Rabbit sat behind Wenren Yihan and pinched his soft, thin ears quickly and casually while speaking.

Wenren Yihan didn't know what he was thinking, and subconsciously moved forward and rubbed his warm palm twice.

The rubbing made May Hare's throat slightly itchy.

"I can't leave the school. I think it's because of the note..."

"But your note fell from your own body." Using his flesh to pad the note on the table, Wenren Yihan tried to understand Hu Du's state at that time.

He was different from the walking dead from the very beginning. He was conscious, awake and able to talk. His final madness happened to be when the note fell. Without the note, he has not behaved abnormally since they met tonight.

So there is something wrong with the note, and it may be the key to driving away ghosts.

Wenren Yihan's eyes moved across the note bit by bit, hoping to find something strange.

Just when the tip of his nose was about to touch the paper, fate grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.

Looking back at the innocent-looking boy, the fox cub bared his teeth.

"This paper is not clean. I heard that many sinister methods involve kidneys and internal organs, and sometimes even rat excrement."

The fox cub retracted its precious paw pads and used its fingernails to poke the note a little further away.

Looking up, he saw Hu Du's eager eyes. The unstable influence of the note made Wen Ren Yihuan not want to hand it to him right now.

But he didn't want to hide kidneys, organs or mouse feces, so he swept his big tail and rolled the things into the May Hare's hands.

"If you can promise not to go crazy after receiving the note, we will give it to you."

Hu Du hesitated.

From the previous conversation, he understood that the effect of the note on him was unknown and uncontrollable. Now that he was sober, he was just an ordinary high school student.

He would not want to do that if the mutation might harm his "cheap friend" whom he had only known for two days.

What's more, with these two wielding both the Miao Dao and the sickle, if he mutates and goes crazy, he will probably be wiped out without leaving any trace.

"If there's no way to get you out of school by the end of the week, we'll give it to you."

May Hare couldn't bear to look at the face that was distorted with worry and added.

"You haven't asked for my opinion yet."

The fox cub placed one of his paw pads on May Hare's abdominal muscles. The feeling was somewhat strange, so he rubbed it twice with courage.