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Chapter Eighteen The Sick Hero's Bamboo Horse with Broken Leg 18

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    886 did not expect that Mu Ran would ask such a question, rather than why he couldn't teleport.

    It froze for a moment, then continued to reply: [No host, after the task is completed, the people still need to maintain the avatar, otherwise if the aborigines find out that you are not from here, your points will be cleared.  Not only that, you have to reincarnate in this world to do tasks until you complete the task and transfer to the next world.  ¡¿

    Mu Ran just paused slightly when he heard "points cleared".

    This look of not caring much about points made 886 a little confused.

    Isn't the host most concerned about his points?

    ¡¾Leng Hanhow is the hero now?  ] Mu Ran asked the question that he cared most about.

    886 faintly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

    ¡¾Host, we don't know yet, but what is certain is that the male protagonist is indeed alive.  ¡¿

    [Okay, there is news about Leng Han, remember to tell me.  ¡¿

    886 subconsciously replied: [Good host!  ¡¿

    After answering, 886 realized that something was wrong.

    The host called the male protagonist differently. At the beginning, the host called all the characters in this world the female protagonist and the male protagonist.

    But now the male protagonist is called by his name, which means that the host has admitted that the male protagonist is a living person, not just a simple character.

    **

    Bai Tiantian struggled for a while, then put the matter of Leng Han behind her.

    Although she knew that it was wrong for her not to come out to testify for Leng Han, the premise of all this was Leng Han's reason.

    If he hadn't lied to himself, if he hadn't done such a thing to Haoyue, how could she not help him?

    Bai Tiantian smiled, and handed the peeled apple to Mu Ran: "Haoyue, apple."

    Mu Ran took the apple.

    He looked up at the smiling, cheerful heroine in front of him. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the apple in his hand was hard to swallow.

    **

    After Mu Ran stayed in the hospital for another three weeks, his legs healed completely.

    It's time to go to school too.

    The college entrance examination will be in two weeks.

    When Mu Ran thought of this, his brain hurt a little.

    He is not the high IQ student of the original owner. In order to maintain the good grades of the original owner, he has to study all kinds of supplementary lessons.

    Hey, poor life¡ª¡ª

    Mu Ran was wearing a clean school uniform, carrying a schoolbag in his hand, and looked up at the school gate sadly.

    As soon as he looked up at the school gate, he found that there was a cloudless sky with an unusually clear sun, and there was a black and thick black air in the sky of the school.

    Above the school is a dense black mist, but away from the school, it is sunny.

    This is not over yet, the fog seems to be alive, wandering back and forth in the mid-air of the school, as if looking for something.

    Mu Ran's expression was a little subtle.

    He pretended to casually observe the classmates who came and went joking.

    When they walked into the school gate, the shadow fell over them, but they didn't seem to feel it.

    Mu Ran suddenly understood something.

    He thought, he knew what became of the hero after his death.

    He strode into the school gate step by step.

    However, the fog that kept swaying in the air stared at him the moment he stepped into the school gate.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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