I am surviving in the black fairy tale live broadcast

The audience watching the live broadcast was sweating for Hua Nongwan, and the barrages were still being sent.

【what to do? What should I do? Weren’t we still having a friendly conversation just now? Why did it suddenly turn into a murder scene! 】

[Host Anchor, you’re not really going to die, are you? What should I do if you die? I'm going to lose my job! 】

[Why don’t I understand what is being said upstairs? Since when did the anchor have anything to do with your job? 】

[This time the anchor really has no lucky halo, which is too miserable! 】

[I knew something was going to happen when the host said it so bluntly, and it was just as I expected! 】

【Hindsight! !]

[My job, the newly established research anchor group is about to be disbanded o(╥﹏╥)o]

[My dear anchor, you must bless me in heaven! 】

[What the hell, the anchor is not dead yet, why is someone cursing the anchor! 】

[Administrator, kick out the person who cursed the anchor! 】

[The anchor will not die immediately, so don’t worry. 】

【Um? But you are right. The anchor will not die immediately. Isn't the anchor still struggling? Isn’t the little rich woman from Muli still begging for mercy? We'll just wait and see what happens next. 】

The originally bright sky was getting darker and gloomier, with dense clouds, looking so lonely and desolate, which made people feel a little uneasy.

The wind roared in waves, seeming to be wailing and crying loudly.

Suddenly, streaks of lightning streaked through the sky, dancing wildly in the sky like silver snakes, illuminating Hua Nongwan's face. She tried hard to open the witch's hand with both hands, finally took a breath, and said hoarsely, "An La... calm down... calm down, you are... a prophecy witch, you can't... make mistakes, but... what if someone changes...? You know... you can predict... and you can change... "

Hua Nongwan spoke with all her strength, but her voice was still very low, like a drowning person screaming in a low voice, so feeble...

Mu Li burst into tears and covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound. She hoped that the witch would hear her sister's words clearly and let her go.

But she knew that this chance was slim. She had tried so hard to explain and said all the good things, but the witch still didn't let go. How could it be possible that just because of these few words from her sister...

The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and the wind stopped blowing.

Allah seemed to have thought of something, her eyes lowered slightly, her long eyelashes obscured her expression, no one knew what she was thinking.

She pinched Hua Nongwan's hand and slowly moved it away. Hua Nongwan took advantage of this opportunity and took a big breath.

No one spoke, there was silence.

[Wow, the anchor is really not dead, it’s so amazing! 】

[Does what the anchor just said mean anything? Why did Allah stop taking action at that moment? Can any language master explain it? 】

[You must be very good at this dark fairy tale. The gloomy weather just now directly created a tense atmosphere. I want to learn from it. 】

[I also want to study hard, so that after my horror movie is released, it will be a big hit! 】

[Something strange got mixed up in the anchor room! 】

[Let me explain, the anchor should have threatened the witch in a subtle way! 】

【Ah! Doesn’t this mean you didn’t say anything? 】

[Oh, do you still remember that there are so many women who wear books to change the plot in the novel? It's just a prediction, it doesn't really happen. Everything is possible! 】

Suddenly, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, hitting Allah's hand, and a beautiful white flower bloomed.

Hua Nongwan stared straight at Allah, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was silently mocking something.

An La's eyes opened slightly, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and she let go of Hua Nongwan's hand.

Hua Nongwan touched her neck and felt a burning pain. Even though she couldn't see the condition of her neck, she knew it was probably not good. She endured the pain, lowered her head, and looked at the ground, seeming to be thinking about something.

After Allah let go of his hand, he ran to the corner, held his head in his hands, shook his head constantly, squatted in the corner, and kept chanting, "No, no, it's a lie... …”

Seeing that everything was safe, Xiaohong lowered her head and fiddled with the teeth that fell on the ground, muttering in her mouth, "My teeth, I finally grew teeth, they are all...all gone, how will I see those in the future?" Old friend!"

Mu Li looked at this scene blankly, not knowing what to do.

[I just went to eat, how did it become like this! Each one occupies a corner, so strange! 】

[It’s so picturesque. Everyone is in their own world. Only Xiaomuli is alone. It’s so pitiful. I want to take her away and let me have her alone?(????w????)? 】

[Rich woman, oh no, Mu Li should be taken away by me. I don’t ask for much, just provide me with food, drink, and diarrhea! 】

[I can do it, I can do it, I can be salty or sweet! 】

[Who can tell me what's going on? Is it still a black fairy tale live broadcast room? Flesh and blood are flying next door, why is it so strange here! 】

【next door? Could it be another group? How are they? 】

[Stop talking, they are miserable. Those witches who are easy to get along with have very strange requirements, and they don’t like to teach others witchcraft! 】

[Hey, I know this too. I was watching the group of 12 witches. The 12 witches were so ugly. They had a face like a dead tree, skeleton hands, and the wizard’s staff was also very ugly. It was just a stick covered with...maggots. branches! I don’t know if I can find a better-looking one, it’s too witch-like! 】

[That’s right, and besides, I saw several witches, and they all have wizard robes, but she doesn’t! No wonder it’s ranked 12th, it’s really bad! 】

[The anchor is a 13th witch, isn’t it even worse? But even the 13th witch has a wizard robe, but the 12th witch doesn't. Isn't it too strange? 】

[The anchor here is so nice, he is indeed a person favored by the goddess of luck! 】

[Well, the anchor almost died, that is, the anchor was smart and saved his life! 】

【ah? This dark fairy tale is indeed a dark fairy tale, with danger everywhere! 】

[But, I think this place is very good. A group has already been destroyed by a group next door! 】

[Why are there only the anchor and Mu Li here? Where are the other three people? He's not dead, is he? 】

[No way, I guess I haven’t met you yet, right? 】

[Oops, can anyone tell me who the group was that was wiped out? (￢_￢) aim]

[Isn’t it easy to guess? Everyone just complained about the 12 witches, and it was the 12 witches who caused it. 】

[However, I don’t think it’s the 12 witches’ fault. After all, women don’t like people calling her ugly! 】

[Yes, not only do some people say that the 12 witches are ugly, but they also say that the 12 witches are tomboys, ugly, and no man will like her. Even if they like her, they will be abandoned... Anyway, there are many, and there is one from the 12th group. The werewolf can destroy the whole group with just one mouth! 】

【ah! Why is this happening? Fortunately, I'm not in the host's group, otherwise the host would be killed! 】

Mu Li looked at the hideous bruises on Hua Nongwan's neck and bought medicine from the system store that could reduce swelling and relieve pain.

She took the medicine, walked towards Hua Nongwan, and whispered, "Sister, apply the medicine, and the pain will disappear soon."

Hua Nongwan put down the hand touching her neck and looked at Mu Li, "Thank you, Ah Li, I can't see, can you help me apply the medicine?"

She blinked her eyes and puffed out her cheeks, signaling Mu Li to quickly apply the medicine on her.

Mu Li helped Hua Nongwan apply the medicine carefully and gently, blowing from time to time, "Blow it, and my sister won't hurt anymore."

Hua Nongwan was about to say, no need to do this, she is not a child anymore.

But when she saw Allah, she said nothing for a moment, and shouted loudly, "It hurts, it hurts like hell! How could someone be so cruel and hurt me so cruelly?"

Hua Nongwan said this on purpose. The 13th witch, that is, Allah, once said that this was her obsession and hoped that people would help her get rid of it. She should not let people die in her hands.

Hua Nongwan thought about the suffocation she felt when Allah strangled her neck just now. She closed her eyes and covered her expression. She sneered in her heart. What about killing the chicken to scare the monkeys? The acting was too bad...

Mu Li looked sad, sharing the same hatred as Hua Nongwan, "That's right, that's right, how could someone be so cruel!" Allah, you are actually a prophecy."