God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Lu Song's eyes were splitting after being placed in the cardboard box, but he had no hands or feet and could not resist at all. He could only spit out the contents of his mouth and opened his mouth to speak.

Feng Dong was very obedient. When he heard the words, the muscles in his arms burst out instantly. Before Lu Song in the carton could speak, the carton quickly slid into the white mist as if it was equipped with a motor.

——Because of the rain, it was very smooth.

"Okay, okay, is this done?"

Feng Dong rubbed his hands and tried to make himself forget the hunger in his stomach.

He Ziyun: "It's okay, you can go back first."

Feng Dong said "Ah" and looked at the young man in confusion: "Aren't you going back?"

"Me?" The young man smiled and said, "I'll be there in a while."

Feng Dong looked at the dark streets and houses around him and hesitated:

"Are you alone? It's scary to be here alone... Otherwise, I'll stay with you - "

"Need not."

He Ziyun interrupted his chatter and said in a gentle tone: "I understand the kindness, but I'm really not afraid. You go back first."

Feng Dong: "..."

He scratched his head irritably, "Then I'll leave first?"

"Ah."

Feng Dong turned back three times with each step. His tall and strong back looked a little funny as he turned back and forth like this, as if he was waiting for He Ziyun to change his mind.

He Ziyun: "..."

He shook his head again at Feng Dong, somewhat dumbfounded, and then the other party turned around and left completely.

After Feng Dong left, the entrance to Xicheng Town became even quieter. As Lu Song completely disappeared into the white mist, the raindrops that were still falling completely disappeared, leaving only the dim light of the street lamps and the dark houses around them.

Quite scary.

Especially in the dark corners of the houses and streets, there are always weird visions of ghosts appearing at any time.

The young man seemed to feel nothing. He looked quietly at the entrance where the white mist was still billowing in front of him, his eyes calm and gentle.

At this time, Gui Wu should be waking up soon.

The audience in front of the screen was a little confused, looking at the young man who seemed to be in a daze looking at the white mist on the screen, a little confused.

[No, what is my wife doing here? What about the scenery? 】

【...What scenery are you looking at? Let's see if a butcher suddenly appears inside and chops himself up? 】

[Hahaha, upstairs, please leave your contact information so we can chat or something, I think that’s okay]

【Dah, I refuse】

[So what is my wife looking at here? 】

[emm, we don’t understand my wife’s thoughts, so let’s just look at it this way. Anyway, everything that needs to be done is done, and there is no danger. Maybe my wife just likes to be alone and watch the white mist? 】

[Although I think there is something very wrong with what you said, I can still understand it...]

[I'm different, I'm not curious, I just look at my wife's face, damn! I’m really shocked every time I watch it! Why is God so unkind to us? ! ! ! 】

【Yes! ! ! ! Same people! Why don’t I have such a pretty face, woo woo… but also so smart… I’m more emo…]

【…】

After knowing that the dungeon in front of them was over, the audience slowly relaxed their worries and started making jokes one after another.

He Ziyun didn't know what happened in the barrage area. He had a feeling that the live broadcast room would be closed after Gui Wu appeared.

Unlike other times, this time in the dungeon, there is nothing that can be called "human" in Gui Wu. "Little Turtle" is still a child who has not grown up, and it is estimated that he has completely grown up now.

But as he grows up, it seems that he is even less suitable to appear in the live broadcast room...

As if responding to the young man's chaotic heart at the moment, the calm white mist in front of him suddenly rolled up, as if something was struggling and twisting in it. The vast expanse of white looked a bit scary.

The chattering comments in the barrage area suddenly stopped, and then they typed frantically:

【Holy shit! It's not over! ! ! What's going on now? ? 】

[Honey, please step back! ! ! I looked so worried and scared! ! ! ! 】

[No, no, no, isn’t it through? ! Why do you come here at the last minute? ! ! 】

【…】

Just when all the viewers were in a hurry, the screen that was still bright suddenly dimmed, leaving only me blankly on the black screen.

【…? 】

[What the hell is this? 】

[Holy shit, shit, what the hell is going on——]

[Anchor He Ziyun has been offline]

When these words appeared on the screen, all the audience's eyes almost popped out of their eyes. They grinned in shock and were speechless for a long time.

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

【What the hell! This, this, this, what is this? ! 】

[I laughed so hard that I suddenly went offline...wait, the copy is over? 】

【…】

The next second, the black screen suddenly made a "ding" sound.

At the same time, the long-silent female voice of the system reappeared, and the gentle mechanical female voice showed some weird joy in the dark and silent scene.

[Anchor He Ziyun, Yang Jingshu, Fang Ran, Lu Ying, Fangyuan, Yao Cheng, Feng Dong...the anchor unlocks the truth about the copy of "Xicheng Town"]

[The number of survivors in the current copy is 13/20]

[The main mission of the copy of "Western Town": "The Butcher on the Rainy Night" is 100% progressed (cleared)]

The audience was speechless now. They blinked and stood there stunned.

Why do they feel that the end of the dungeon here is a little too strange?

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Inside the copy of "Western Town".

When the white mist in front of him seemed to be separated and filled by some strange force, the young man turned back thoughtfully, and he saw behind him one after another black mist, wandering in the air like a living creature.

"coming."

He Ziyun slightly raised his lips and smiled. He tilted his head slightly, and a shallow pear dimple slowly appeared on one side of his white and soft cheek, like a night elf that seduces people.

Following his words, footsteps came from the black mist.

The evil god with red hair and golden eyes stepped out of the black mist. The black drop of blood between his eyebrows seemed to be heavier, making the evil god's bloodless face even paler.

He quietly looked at the young man standing in the white mist. A smile briefly appeared on his handsome and condensed face, but he was soon attracted by the white mist surrounding the young man.

Gui Wu frowned slightly, frowning with drops of blood between his brows. He raised his hand, and the black mist around him seemed to have gained consciousness and rushed towards the white mist surrounding the young man, gradually biting and gnawing at it. Assimilate the white mist.

Two snake-like black mist swam slightly for a few seconds, wrapped around the young man's waist, and slowly tightened.

Gui Wu also approached He Ziyun. He nodded and pressed his cold lips against the young man's earlobe.

"I am coming."