The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

"I'm free from injury for 10 minutes, so it doesn't matter how the evil spirits attack me?" Su Nanzhi quietly talked to the system.

The system looked at Su Nanzhi's extremely reliable look, and felt that he was a fucking little genius.

System: "Yes! Injury-free is effective for 10 minutes, and the host will not feel any pain."

"Okay~" Su Nanzhi felt cheated: "But didn't you say at the beginning that you would continue to avoid injuries?"

System explanation: "Because this is the world in the painting, the flow rate is different from the normal world, so the duration of use is limited."

Su Nanzhi said helplessly, "Okay~"

It took a few minutes to open the door over there, and now they have already left, Su Nanzhi thought, there should be still time to rush to open the door now.

But soon, he realized serious problems.

No injury = no pain.

No pain = no death.

If the grieving ghost in the painting wanted to kill him, he would have no resistance either.

Just as I figured it out, the grieving ghost in the painting really ran away.

"Kill you!"

"Dear little prince, only if I kill you, will you obediently stay with me here!"

talking.

Whether it was the paint villains, the sculptures holding axes, or even the paintings and gates, they all turned around and looked like Su Nanzhi.

"Boom—" the sculpture held up the ax and fell heavily.

"Zhi—" the little paint man bared his teeth, his face grim.

"Kangdang——" the door opened and closed, as if to suck him in.

Su Nanzhi got up, wiped his face, and was about to run towards the door when a long golden chain jumped out and wrapped around his slender ankle.

The chain yanked violently and got into the paint. I don't know where the source is.

Su Nanzhi fell on the soft paint, and the paint villain jumped up and grabbed his snow-white wrists and ankles.

The grieving ghost in the painting is very satisfied and laughs loudly: "Come, drink it, and stay with me forever."

Holding an axe, the sculpture smacked its own head vigorously, and took out half a cup of white liquid. The paint man walked over with his short legs, carrying the liquid.

He looked at the cup, at Su Nanzhi, and made a gesture to feed him.

In the painting, the resentful ghost was scratching his cheek frantically, almost pulling out the prosthetic eye.

He stared at the snow-white liquid and swallowed.

"Your Highness, drink it."

"Drink it and you're mine."

"I thought about it, it's better to melt you into my body than to melt you into the painting! Your body is my body, and I can kiss your cheek when I bow my head!"

"No one in the world can separate us again!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It's wonderful!"

Holding up the rare item, he sniffed it: "Do you know what this is?"

Su Nanzhi shook her head.

He wanted to try to untie the golden chain, but the chain didn't know where it was connected, and it didn't move at all.

"I don't like drinking shit."

Sunan Zhi was full of anger.

I don't know how long the white drink has been sealed.

Drinking expired drinks will cause stomach upset!

And there is no time.

Injury-free is almost over!

The system prompts: "There is still 1 minute to avoid injury, and the countdown is entering. 60, 59, 58..."

Su Nanzhi is afraid of pain.

He struggled twice, and was tied up again.

The resentful ghost in the painting narrowed his eyes and said, "This is something your perverted adoptive father prepared for you. It only takes a little bit to remove the soul from a person. How wonderful it is."

adoptive father...

The gentle adoptive father, the murderous foster father, the foster father who painted for him, the foster father who refined medicine... After spending so many years together, why is the image of his foster father gradually fading in his mind?

Suddenly, Su Nanzhi realized.

He couldn't remember the face of his adoptive father.

All the adoptive fathers in memory have no face!

Yes, there is only one man with the word "foster father" on it.

Su Nanzhi's tears "swiped" and came down.

He looks good when he cries, his pupils are moist, clear and clean, like a starry sky - reflected in the lake where fireflies and water lilies sleep in summer nights.

This kind of him makes the grieving ghost in the painting even more obsessed.

"You are beautiful. You are really beautiful."

"Come on, drink it."

The milk-colored nectar was held up in front of him.

Thick-thick, with a light milky aroma.

But it was poisonous, Su Nanzhi didn't know what would happen if she drank it.What kind of mood did the righteous father have, after his death, he carefully built this kind of thing?

In the painting, the grieving ghost pinches his chin with his hands, stares at him with glass eyes, and the other ghost faces sing happily.

"Drink it, and I will eat your soul again. From then on, we share the same body and will be together forever!"

The madness in the depths of his pupils swept over.

Milk-white-colored nectar, especially suitable for Sunan Zhi's face.

Slightly red eye ends, moist and sticky-wet eyelashes, pure and lustful.

"...30, 29..."

Su Nanzhi twitched her eyelashes, staring at the grieving ghost in the painting: "Did you die because you replaced me?"

"..."

When the delicate cup was delivered to Su Nanzhi's lips, she paused.

The resentful ghost in the painting frowned, with a hint of pain in his expression.

"8...7...6..."

The voice of the system in my head was faint.

Su Nanzhi looked up at the roof, waiting for the severe pain to strike.

The devil painted on the roof is like an angel reaching out, greedily trying to grab the light.

Su Nanzhi closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, and the teardrops at the end of her eyes slowly ran across her cheeks.

"……no."

Su Nanzhi heard a long and ethereal voice.

In the painting, the grieving ghost repeats again: "I died because of you, but I didn't die because of you."

The eyes of the grieving ghost in the painting became more and more crazy and greedy. The glass bead eyes locked tightly on the young man, and he wanted to swallow everything from bone to soul.

Just as the grieving ghost in the painting moved further.

In an instant, the wind grew louder, and the whistling sound made Su Nanzhi's ears roar.

I couldn't hear anything for an instant.

The hot paint turned into a thick mist, and Su Nanzhi couldn't see anything when she opened her eyes.

"3...2..."

"boom!"

Su Nanzhi's eardrums felt painful and numb, and in the thick "blood rain", he saw two shadows.

·

"Who!"

In the painting, the grieving ghost feels the pressure that goes deep into the bone marrow.

A sense of fear engraved in the DNA rose.

In the scarlet fog.

The man had a black collar and trousers wrapped around his slender thighs.

In the turbulent wind, his black and blue hair was meticulous, and his eyes were slightly smiling.

He is like the ruler of the night, when he raises his hand, all things grow and all things perish.

"You made him cry."

is an affirmative sentence.

A word weighs a thousand catties.

The grieving ghost in the painting: "Human beings who are not afraid of death..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the person opposite.

All the grimaces on his body turned into fear.

"It's him!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh?"

"Fuck, why is your lord here???"

The grieving ghost in the painting reacted.

Made.

disturb.

When he was rolling away, he looked back at Su Nanzhi.

My heart is silent and affectionate.

"Tonight, I will come to your bedside and kiss your fragility, dear little prince..."

Everything around quickly receded.

The sky was full of blood and rain, condensed and fell.

Su Nanzhi was good at protecting her head with her hand, the paint fell from a height, and the force on her wrist was a bit heavy.

After losing immunity, the pain hit again.

Su Nanzhi's tears fell uncontrollably, "Papa, Papa".

It hurts.

When it rains, mortals don't have to cry anymore.

·

"Crash..."

The roar of the paint rain became much louder, but the rain above his head stopped.

He looked up.

An umbrella appeared overhead.

transparent.

Balls of paint exploded like cannonballs on the umbrella.

Like blossoming chrysanthemums.

"what--"

With tears in her eyes, Su Nanzhi leaned back.

The soft body pulls out a nice arc.

Painted blooming flowers, one by two, covered the umbrella surface.

Looking back from the umbrella, the body swayed a bit.

Straight into the back of the body.

Cold, straight, with dry bones and a little bit of pain.

An umbrella is held in one hand.

The same cold, bony hand supported him.

His fingertips brushed the tear stains at the corners of his eyes.

The blood rained heavily, roaring bursts.

The little prince and the big devil stared at each other for a long time.

·

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! 】

【Mom, I want to get this! ! ! 】【Here it is!It's here! ! 】

[Wooooow, what kind of fairy cp is this! ! 】

[Hurry up and kill me to add to the fun for the two of you! ! ! 】

[Mom is going to krypton gold now, isn't it money?Mom has it! !I beg the system to be great, draw this SSR gold card map woo woo woo! ! ! 】

……

at the same time.

The ice goddess who claimed to enter the game before appeared with her colleagues.

[Ding dong!When an aircraft is detected, players are asked to wear a level-three helmet on their dog's head to avoid falling into a box. 】

[Highlight reminder in the live broadcast room: Zhou Bingbing and Shen Cheng are about to take off! 】

[3...2...1!Wuhu takes off! 】

The live broadcast room was extremely excited.

【Huh?Isn't the game over?Ice Goddess, what are they doing in there? 】

[Pay attention to the progress bar, they... just left the other world...]

[I will always love the ice goddess! ! ! 】

[Succubus Heart, Eternal God! ! ! 】

[For the Ice Goddess, I rushed! ! ! 】

……

outside the game.

Zhou Bingbing and Shen Cheng put various props into the small bag.

The SSR succubus heart was carefully hung around her neck by her.

SSR items are not easy to drop. Shen Cheng struggled in the game for many years, but he didn't get any.

He was in a strange mood: "This time it all depends on your succubus heart. I heard that Gu Shen is also in it. If you can charm Gu Shen, that will be really wonderful!"

By implication, without a succubus heart, you're trash.

How could Zhou Bingbing not hear it, it's just that she doesn't like to argue with idiots.

"Gu Shen?" Zhou Bingbing stroked the succubus heart on his neck, with a smug smile on his lips.

Gu Jingshuang is not only a rare handsome man in the world, but also the only man who has cleared all the dungeons.

His fame is known to everyone in the game.

In the same way, everyone knows, everyone knows, there is another person, BOSS.

The purpose of Zhou Bingbing's trip was precisely for the BOSS.

"If Gu Shen is here, maybe I won't have to work so hard." Zhou Bingbing touched the heart of the succubus with his fingers, and his eyes became seductive, with spring flowers in his winking eyes, like a seductive little fairy.

Shen Cheng's mind fluttered for a moment, and he pinched his thigh quickly to wake himself up, and said, "We're all from our own people, why are you showing off? Don't forget the real purpose of the boss letting us enter the dungeon!"

"Tch! I won't forget it, I really don't understand, what good things can there be in this ordinary dungeon?"

Originally, the two of them had other tasks and were temporarily transferred by the organization.

Ask the two of them to find a special drawing paper in "The Grudge in the Painting".

I heard that this kind of drawing paper has special abilities, but they don't know the specifics.

They vaguely felt in their hearts that it should be a god-level SSR life-saving item, which is why the organization paid so much attention to it.

As the countdown in the live broadcast room overturned to zero, the two disappeared in place.

·

In the dark corridor, a group of people have not left yet.

The few remaining players dragged Wang Xingzhi and refused to let him go.

"Team Wang! Senior Nan Zhi came out for us. We can't be so ungrateful!"

"Please, Captain Wang, let's open the door and let Senior Nan Zhi in!"

"Team King..."

In the past, they were separate camps, scattered like sand, but now they condensed because of Su Nanzhi.

The more Wang Xingzhi thought about it, the more angry he became.

Su Nanzhi lied to him.

Fortunately...he didn't particularly like him...

Wang Xingzhi clenched his fist.

The sound of heavy drums echoed in the chest cavity.

The newcomers felt that the Wang team was really hard-working, and they all stayed in the corridor and refused to leave.

"I'm not leaving! Senior didn't come back, so I won't leave either!"

Wang Xingzhi rolled his eyes: "Then you die, it's none of my business! I'm leaving, you love it to death!"

Said that Wang Xingzhi raised his foot to leave, but the couple suddenly heard voices talking outside.

All of them happily said, "Senior Nan Zhi!!"

Wang Xingzhi paused, and pressed his trembling left hand with his right hand, obviously hating him to death, but breathed a sigh of relief.

really.

He is a big brother and a trumpet.

It's not that easy to die.

not dead……

While sighing, he couldn't say those three words.

·

"What is senior Nan Zhi talking about? The voice is a bit low, I can't hear you clearly!"

"Senior Nan Zhi! Woohoo, senior is fine!"

"Get out of the way, I want to listen too!"

"Let me hear it!"

Su Nanzhi's voice gradually became clearer.

He says--

"Go away, the door is going to be blown—"

"?"

"!!!"

"what!!!!"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The newcomers are scrambling to be the first, rolling and climbing.

……

[Happy comedian, it's real! 】

[I went to the wrong set? ? ? ? 】

[Damn, it's funny and I want to cry... Fuck, this live broadcast room is poisonous. 】

[Quack quack quack, laughing goose call. 】

……

"boom--"

Accompanied by a roar, the door that could only be pushed open by everyone's joint efforts just now shattered.

Ok.

Broken.

Gu Jingshuang put away the umbrella, shook the paint, and the scarlet red dragged a long trace.

There seemed to be frost and snow on his body, and he was extraordinarily cold and alienated.

The only little sun is Sunan Zhi beside her.

There are spots of red and purple on Su Nanzhi's white shirt, and her once fair face is also dirty.

But when he smiled, the arcs at the end of his eyes were like crooked moons.

"Let's go out together."

The rookies covered their mouths to keep themselves from crying.

"Wooooooow, little senior Nanzhi is so cute~"

"My heart is melting."

"Fuck, why did you have a nosebleed when you stepped on the horse! Something is wrong with you!"

"It's all because senior is so cute!"

A group of people were talking and laughing.

twittering.

"Let's go, let's go out together."

Happiness belongs to others, Wang Xingzhi spread his hands, but the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

Ok.

Came out alive.

"Wait." Su Nanzhi let the others go first, Gu Jingshuang raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.

"Aren't you going?"

Su Nanzhi said, "Immediately."

He digs and digs in the bag, and only the compressed biscuit with the flavor of meat floss remains.

He hasn't had time to taste it, and he was very reluctant before.

Now, he took a breath.

Outside the door, put down the biscuit.

Gu Jingshuang frowned: "Don't you eat?"

Su Nanzhi smiled: "I met a friend inside, let's leave it to him. I don't know if we can meet again."

"what kind of friends?"

Su Nanzhi made a comparison: "The tall one, dressed in black from head to toe, is very handsome."

"Heh." Gu Jingshuang smiled, "How handsome?"

Su Nanzhi thought for a while, seemed a little hesitant, and finally made up her mind: "Just as handsome as Mr. Crow outside the window!"

"..."

·

A group of people finally walked through the corridor.

When the light just hit, the corridor disappeared, and a large lawn covered the eyes.

A group of people hugged each other and cried, and they almost didn't give their acceptance speech on the spot.

"Mom, I made it out alive!"

"Thank heaven, woo woo woo! Now I finally know how precious life is!"

The tense nerves were finally relaxed at this moment.

A newcomer jumped up and down, stepped into the light, and he stretched out his arms to embrace the light.

"We're finally out—"

Stopped abruptly.

"boom!!"

The huge hatchet flashed with silver light.

The newcomer who was still happy just now had his eyes bent until his death.

A hostess stood in front of them with a frosty face.

The hatchet in his hand naturally fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

The red high-heeled shoes stepped on the corpse, and she had a gloomy face.

"You guys are late, since you don't keep the agreement, go to hell!"

The author has something to say: Wang Xingzhi (blushing): "Great" These three are beyond words.

Gu Jingshuang: I accept the biscuit.

The following is the evaluation of Gu Jingshuang who silently ate the biscuits.

Dry, powdery, salty.

The taste is bad.

Comprehensive full score (insider: all emotional points)

———Or in advance—

——Advance receipt 2—

"Scary bosses are all obsessed with me [Unlimited]"

Lin Jiujiu was trapped in a supernatural horror app by a dog colleague, and he could only return to the world after clearing the dungeon.

The system said: "Every time before entering the dungeon, there is a chance to draw a skill card."

first copy.

Card: [Zhang San's behavior] [Description: After doing Zhang San's behavior to the boss, you will get a certain space confinement]

... After touching the boss's butt, Lin Jiujiu, who was locked in a closed space and faced the boss face to face, fell into deep thought.

second copy.

Card: [I only care about geigei]

[Explanation: Kissing the boss indirectly can speed up time like riding a motorcycle]

…Lin Jiujiu, who was on the same bus as the boss and holding a huge lollipop, fell silent.

Lin Jiujiu sat on the boss's lap, winking like silk: ...Do you want candy?Extra large.

·

The most useless skill card was drawn by the player Lin Jiujiu, and the dog colleague made trouble.

"How many times do you think he can last?"

"I'm afraid it won't last the first three dungeons."

then.

The strongest boss kissed the back of his hand devoutly, and all the ghosts sang the praise of love.

Only then did they realize that Lin Jiujiu is not human at all!

He is simply the last dungeon, a boss that no one has cleared! ! !

bang-

The door of life is closed.

That beautiful boy was hugged by the strongest boss.

"Welcome to hell."

cp: Delicate beauty, fox Jingshou x indifference, ruthlessness and arrogance