The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

The chessboard is set.

The chess pieces also gradually fell.

Heizi closed every step, and was about to devour Baizi.

Wang Xingzhi groped the edge of the identity card with his fingers, and continued to ignite the crowd: "Hey, you said that there is something wrong with those who dare not show their cards at this time?"

"Hiss..." The newcomers talked a lot.

At the beginning, they were Wang Xingzhi's team members. They didn't dare to say anything, so they quickly responded to Wang's team's call.

The other scattered new players, uncertain of the direction of the wind, could only take out their ID cards.

Wang Xingzhi was very satisfied. Seeing Su Nanzhi's calm expression, he was puzzled: "Why, doesn't senior Nanzhi have an ID card? It shouldn't be... the Painted Skin Ghost is on you, right?"

Monday rushed out and said, "You fart!"

The corner of Wang Xingzhi's mouth twitched: "Get out of here!"

On Monday, he still wanted to talk, but Su Nanzhi let him in: "Don't quarrel with Team Wang for me, it's pointless to quarrel."

Woo woo woo.

What a pure, lovely and unaffected senior.

Walked into the crowd silently on Monday, with a faint fragrance on the fingertips.

He sighed.

With the remaining strength, he circled the dissipated breath.

Like a moth to a flame, he hugged the boy.

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In fact, Su Nanzhi was very anxious.

Anxious like ants in a hot pot.

But his good upbringing does not allow him to show his panic in front of so many people.

He scratched his heart and liver, and his eyes were on Wang Xingzhi, with a vague sense of complaint.

Wang Xingzhi's eyes moved.

Tch, what does that sad look in her eyes mean?

The corners of the eyes and brows are full of affection.

The hook at the end of the eye wants to stick a wisp of soul to the next person.

Hey!

Wang Xingzhi said: "I won't be right?"

The more hesitant the other party was, the more reliable the guess in Wang Xingzhi's mind was.

People around heard Wang Xingzhi's words automatically.

Don't dare to equate it with Painted Skin Ghost.

They stayed away for a while.

And guess.

"It's not really Senior Nan Zhi, is it?"

"No wonder senior Nan Zhi drank from a medicine jar... Could it be to cover up the smell of corpses?"

"...By the way, can ghosts drink medicine?"

The looser the situation, the stronger the effect of Wang Xingzhi's persecution.

He focused his gaze on Su Nanzhi, as if a knife had cut him, forcing him to take out his ID card.

Su Nanzhi's broken hair was covered with sweat, and he bit his pale lips: "I'm not a painted skin ghost..."

[How can there be such a cute painted skin ghost? 】

【If Painted Skin Ghost can draw such a beautiful skin... Hey, I want it too! 】

【Me too! 】

[Yeah, the ghost in Dou Studio in front of Senior Nan Zhi is so handsome, how could he lose to an [-]-line painting skin ghost? 】

[That's right... what does Team Wang mean? 】

……

"Would Painted Skin Ghost admit it?" Wang Xingzhi smiled smugly as he watched the young man approach a dead end.

The opponent showed too weak.

Not right.

This really doesn't look like a big guy's reaction.

Too natural, too realistic.

It seems to be expressed from the action——

"That's right, it's me, come and catch me."

Su Nanzhi's complexion was troubled, and her light-colored lips turned red, which looked a bit like crabapple petals in her mouth.

The fine and slender eyelashes flutter gently.

A thin layer of water mist condensed in Xing's eyes, just like when Wang Xingzhi questioned him for the first time.

That time, Wang Xingzhi lost the biggest face in his life.

And now, everything seems to be repeating itself...

Wang Xingzhi's face froze instantly.

His heart skipped a beat twice, as if he realized something.

Su Nanzhi felt that he couldn't hide it. He was about to speak, but Wang Xingzhi's face suddenly darkened, and he patted the table: "Wait a minute, don't speak!"

Su Nanzhi: "?"

Wang Xingzhi pinched the center of his eyebrows twice with his hands, very hard.

Two heavy indentations were left on the skin.

He smoothed his face roughly.

No, the other party is definitely not Painted Skin Ghost.

There are still big loopholes in the way of looking at the ID card!

Su Nanzhi and Gu Jingshuang are old acquaintances, as long as Su Nanzhi shows Gu Jingshuang his identity card, he can get rid of the suspicion.

But he didn't.

Not only did he not, he also pretended to be weak, pitiful and helpless!

He got it.

These two must be plotting against him!Wang Xingzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, let out a sigh of relief, and touched the back molars with the tip of his tongue.

"Senior Nan Zhi and I are just joking. Are you serious? Senior Nan Zhi doesn't show his face in real life, he's amazing, but it's the one of you... restless."

"..."

Su Nanzhi has a little more affection for Wang Xingzhi.

It turned out to be a joke.

You have to pay attention to the basic law even if you are joking.

Almost scared him to death.

The crystal clear tear film could not be recovered, Su Nanzhi smiled heartily at Wang Xingzhi.

Wang Xingzhi's heart thumped, and he turned his eyes away.

Resisting the messy mood, he closed his eyes.

Sure enough, Su Nanzhi planned to plot against him!

The newcomers don't understand the surrounding atmosphere, but only remember Wang Xingzhi's words——

"On the contrary, among you... you are restless."

In an instant, the player felt a chill on his back.

The man standing next to him...

Is it really someone you know?

Who is under that skin...

Everyone held their breath in their hearts and dared not speak. Fear continued to spread wherever their eyes went.

Gu Jingshuang, who had been silent all this time, moved suddenly.

Su Nanzhi looked over.

Gu Jingshuang held a camera in his hand and said, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Su Nanzhi looked at the camera in his hand.

The camera is elegant, quaint, old.

There is a circle of passionflower pattern around the body, which has a bit of exotic atmosphere.

Although it looks dilapidated, no one dares to ignore its divine brilliance.

[In my lifetime, I can actually see an SSR-level artifact! ! ! 】

【Mom, I'm alive! ! 】

[That's right, Gu Shen has "God is by your side"! 】

[What is "God is by your side"? 】

[To popularize science, "God is by your side" is a rare opening prop in the game.It looks like an ordinary photo, very similar to a Polaroid, but it can show the prototype of a ghost!Although it is not a lethal weapon, it is a walking ghost detector!Open and hang in minutes! ! 】

[Gu Shen deserves to be you!Weakly asked, how many SSR level props does Gu Shen still have... Tears flowed from his ass. 】

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The people around were also talking about "God is by your side", Su Nanzhi's ears perked up, and she got a general idea.

His face became even more serious, like an unlucky guy who just got out of the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's den.

This is if you take a photo together.

Other people's photos look like human beings, see for yourself.

Oh wow.

It is a delicate white skull.

Ahhh, how scary that is!

Su Nanzhi's face was a bit ugly, but everyone kept passing, thinking that this method was very good.

After all, compared to mutual suspicion, this is the best way to find Painted Skin Ghost.

Gu Jingshuang held the camera in his bony and pale hand, his whole portrait was like a painting.

Loving - lingering, gentle and cold and alienated.

He spread out his palms and made a "please" gesture.

Suddenly, an irresistible pressure hit.

Except for Su Nanzhi, everyone else looked like they didn't dare to breathe.

Especially Wang Xingzhi.

He was under the most pressure, and at this moment the corners of his cracked lips gradually ooze blood.

He raised his eyes sullenly and resentfully.

A sick child can still feel this oppressive feeling.

Tch, I really underestimated the other party!

The new players consciously stood in groups, waiting for the group photo of Gu Shen.

"Is it really that useful?" Zhao Bin asked.

The novice player who knew a little more said: "Of course, that's Gu Shen, a person who has passed all battles and has no record of defeat! No, I would like to call him a god."

"Don't worry, as long as you leave it to Gu Shen, you can definitely find out Painted Skin Ghost."

Another newcomer patted Zhao Bin on the shoulder to express his comfort.

Zhao Bin: "..."

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He is not a ghost who is good at thinking.

When he reacted, he was already standing with the person next to him, and the other person's face looked ugly.

He didn't understand why the person known as Senior Nan Zhi showed such an expression.

Could it be that he was actually worried about himself?

"Crack" sound——

Like a Polaroid, after pressing the shutter, Gu Jingshuang rolled his lower eyelids.

"Wait 1 minutes."

"Ahem..." Gu Jingshuang coughed lightly, her pure black and smooth hair fell down, covering her eyebrows and eyes.

Su Nanzhi was in a panic, her words were filled with tears.

Gu Jingshuang looked over with sharp eyebrows, and glanced at Su Nanzhi's dejected "囧" face.

He usually doesn't like to smile, but now he curled the corner of his lower lip.

In an instant, the sick and pale became alive.

He is cold, mean, and sharp.

The youth is unruly, like the osmanthus branches in the cold, and the moon in the frost.

The beauty makes the soul tremble, and it also brings tears to the eyes.

Gu Jingshuang rested one hand on the side of the camera, and tapped lightly with her bony fingers.

"Who is Painted Skin Ghost..."

The camera turns gently inside...

A pair of eyes in the crowd shot out a malicious light.

He does not belong to this copy.

It appears because words must appear.

But at the time of the speech, the other party deliberately reduced his own strength.

Killing a person can only make him come out of the wall.

If you want to stand up, you must use the body of a person with strong desire.

He thought he hid it well.

But now, she was going to be so humiliated.

Every ghost, dead in various poses and with different expressions, is unwilling to be seen by others——

That is the most humble and painful memory scab.

No!

The real body must not be exposed!

The owner of the venomous eyes exploded within that 1 minute.

"Jie jie jie... despicable human!!!"

He turned his head in the crowd.

The bones "creaked" and broke, and the stench suddenly exploded from the center of the crowd.

"boom--"

"bump--"

The cloudy air swept across the ground, all the glass on the first floor was shattered, and the dazzling crystal lamp hanging on the first floor crashed to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhh—there is a ghost——"

"who is it????"

The newcomers fled in all directions, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

"Damn! I just said that I won't bring newcomers this time!" Wang Xingzhi spat and hurried to the side: "Everyone is disobedient, they are going to die!"

At that moment, Su Nanzhi vaguely saw it.

A simple and honest man, in the crowd of no more, no less, who disperse suddenly, looked at him.

The eyes are gentle and shy.

A line of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and a familiar smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but it was also frighteningly red.

The wide and thick back split open suddenly, and a pair of bloody hands climbed out like wings.

The evil spirit crawled out and embraced him from behind.

Then a big, evil smile appeared.

"Come hide and seek together..."

Gu Jingshuang took Su Nanzhi's hand and said coldly in a low voice: "Run!"

Su Nanzhi was hugged upside down, her bony bones hit her soft stomach, her pupils were washed with water, and tears flowed down her face.

"Don't look." When Gu Jingshuang was running for his life, he coughed lightly, pulled off two tissue papers, and covered his face: "Don't look if you're afraid."