The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

Connect all the details in your mind.

Gradually piece together the complete truth of the incident.

When they came out of the other world, for some reason, they all died.

At this time, the group of them, like the "chef" at that time, were all "living dead" - they didn't realize that they were dead, and the real death would be seven days later.

Resurrection night.

When the night of returning to the soul comes, I am afraid that what they see is not some friend of the hostess, but...

Their own corpses!

And the blessing of the grieving ghost in the painting is indeed half telling the truth.

——Some of them are ghosts.

But I didn't say it was one or two, or all of them!

Not only that!

Now he suspects that everyone gets the same information on the note, so as to stir up disputes and suspicions!

Wang Xingzhi took a deep breath.

He almost fell for it!

Recalling that he suspected Su Nanzhi before and wanted to kill him, Wang Xingzhi bit his lip and grabbed Su Nanzhi's shoulder heavily.

"I know you know."

Su Nanzhi: "?"

Ah woo woo!Sure enough, he still knows!

Su Nanzhi whimpered: "Woooo."

Wang Xingzhi's eyes were full of admiration.

"Hey, don't act like a spoiled child to me."

Su Nanzhi's expression became even uglier: "No, I didn't act like a baby."

Wang Xingzhi hugged him.

I am proud and satisfied.

I can't wait to tell people all over the world.

You see, this is my cute little senior.

His IQ is the number that loves me.

He always reminds me euphemistically.

He is smart, brave, strong, beautiful and most importantly he likes me!

Wang Xingzhi: "Don't worry, even though everyone has become a ghost, I will definitely take you out."

He moved closer, and added: "I won't charge you any money, but I will subsidize you and buy you milk tea."

Su Nanzhi's eyes lit up.

Everyone in front of him knew his identity, and they didn't intend to kill him!

Sure enough, the prophetic dream is real!

Wang Xingzhi turned out to be a good person!

Although he kills NPCs, he doesn't kill himself!

Not only did he not kill himself!

He also wants to buy milk tea for himself!

Su Nanzhi was so happy that her voice raised two degrees.

The tone is soft and joyful.

"really?!"

Wang Xingzhi: "Really. I'm not like those bastards who don't count."

At the end, he added in his heart.

He is also a bastard, but he will never lie to himself as a "wife".

Su Nanzhi's eyes were crooked with a smile, and just about to speak, she suddenly felt her neck being lifted.

He heard Gu Jingshuang's cold voice.

"Men and men, don't talk about it like this."

[Oh, jealous!vinegar! 】

【Oh, the Shura field, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Oh, the ancient masterpiece—Gu Shen is jealous! ! 】

[Gu Shen will be jealous, Master Qingjie! ! ! 】

[One thing to say, isn't it you, Gu Jingshuang, who chats with his wife every day? 】

[Gu Jingshuang: I can, others can't! 】

[Hahahahaha! ! !The best jealousy of the year! 】

……

On the other side, Liu Youchen got separated from them in a hurry.

When he came back to his senses, his surroundings were already covered in darkness.

In a silent environment, any sound is amplified several times.

The heels of the shoes hit the floor, making a sound after another.

The sound is very close, but it seems very far away.

Liu Youchen secretly opened the piece of paper, and it was clearly written on it.

—Someone is a ghost.

"Hiss..." He gasped.

If some of them are really ghosts, then the ghosts will definitely find someone to kill.

And now, the easiest person to attack here is himself!

Coincidentally, he happened to be not a ghost!

this is not……

"Is it over? Woohoo!" Liu Youchen's face was about to collapse.

But now he is alone again.

He slapped his thigh fiercely, isn't this the end?

They are all going to die anyway, Liu Youchen thought.

Even if you die, you have to die with the junior!

But little senior, where have you gone now?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Liu Youchen was both terrified and pleasantly surprised.

It would be fine if it is a senior, but what if it is not a senior?

And the ghost that crawled out of the screen just now, where is it now?

Countless questions, like a dense net, gathered Liu Youchen's restless mind.

He was restless, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Finally, the footsteps were getting closer.

Liu Youchen felt gusts of wind blowing.

Needless to say, just as he thought, the ghost has already caught up.

As a rookie, Liu Youchen didn't even have the necessary props.

There is almost no way for him to escape, and there is only one way for the rookie to go—quit the game.

But Liu Youchen can't, can't.

In the real world, he was seriously ill, and the doctor said he would not survive a month.

But the live broadcast room gave the option of "survive".

As long as he passes the first game live broadcast, he will be able to cure his physical illness!

Liu Youchen thought.

Anyway, there is no way out, so it is better to sink the boat.

Although the surroundings were pitch black, the road could still be seen clearly with the light from outside.

At this time, he was planning to go up the corridor and just turned a corner.

"Hula..."

A white light flashed over.

Liu Youchen's exclamation was instantly held in his throat.

Suddenly, he thought of Su Nanzhi.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

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the other side.

Liu Moli was sweating profusely.

She is stuck.

In the painting, the grieving ghost is still talking freely about his love past—one-sided.

"Your soul is not complete, and you have been dead for many years. If you want to resurrect you, you can only sacrifice countless people."

Liu Moli: "...ah? What... a sacrifice?"

In the painting, the resentful ghost did not blame "Su Nanzhi" for his ignorance, but bent down slightly, and pressed a kiss on the back of his hand.

The soft back of the hand is smooth and delicate, the grieving ghost in the painting frowned and explained.

"Isn't that what your adoptive father, who is dressed like a beast, thinks so?"

It’s over.

Liu Moli thought.

She accidentally touched the core problem.

But on second thought.

Seems like she's about to win!This time she can finally surpass Su Nanzhi!

The grieving ghost in the painting said: "People outside think that this liquid is only used to change the skin. In fact, it is not, the skin change is just a side effect of him. After you die, he is committed to collecting your soul, and this liquid, It can fix your soul for a short time, and after years of research, I finally found the magic circle and sacrificed my living soul to you, which will definitely bring you back to the world. And now, all the materials have arrived.”

Mommy, is that crazy?

Liu Moli could only smile awkwardly: "...Hahaha, so where is the magic circle?"

The grieving ghost in the painting said: "I didn't expect you to be more anxious than me. You must really want to be with me."

Liu Moli leaned softly on the grieving ghost in the painting: "Yes, I like you very much."

The resentful ghost in the painting raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Then, let's go together now."

[Evil—teach cp, that's a stand-in, woo woo woo! ! 】

[I have a question, why does the grieving ghost in the painting feel like he has completely become a prisoner of jealousy? 】

[Sorry, I'm really completely out of love with Liu Moli! 】

[Excuse me, does anyone still remember Zhou Bingbing? 】

[I specially turned my vision and went to look at him. He was being chased and slashed by the hostess with a knife. 】

[Mom, it's too miserable! 】

If you want to get out of the dungeon, you must find the resentment of the grieving ghost in the painting.

According to the chef's memory, after the death of the grieving ghost in the painting, the skin was made into drawing paper, and the soul was imprisoned by a strange feng shui array.

in other words.

"As long as we find the Feng Shui array, we can go out!"

Su Nanzhi clapped her hands and said doubtfully:

"However, we basically searched all over the house, why didn't we see any room with Feng Shui array?"

Remember to find a room.

Wang Xingzhi thought of the tragic story in the other world.

"There are so many rooms here, we can't let us find them one by one. There must be some shortcut."

Before they knew it, the three of them had already reached the second floor.

There were somber pictures hanging on the walls, the hostesses in the pictures were always looking in one direction, showing a constant smile.

Wang Xingzhi's mind was running wildly.

Although the probability of appearance of the external and internal worlds is very low, they are closely related and there are traces to follow.

So where is the feng shui formation that imprisoned the ghost in the painting?

Su Nanzhi was also thinking about this question.

But he is not very smart, and most of his ideas cannot be logically deduced.

Jumping thinking, thought of his meeting with the grieving ghost in the painting.

He said: "I've been here for so long, why haven't I seen the previous paintings? Where have they all been collected? I haven't even seen the castle pictures in the studio before."

"call out--"

Like a flash of silver.

The connection between the inside and outside world!

The grieving ghost in the painting in the other world is sealed in a "one studio". This studio may not exist in the form of a "studio" in the real world.

It could be a secret room with paintings!

Wang Xingzhi's eyes sank: "In a certain wall of this villa, the bones of the grieving ghost in the painting are sealed!"

But therein lies the problem.

"We don't have time to find it."

Wang Xingzhi groaned in a low voice.

"Dong dong."

"Dong dong."

Something rolled down the corridor.

Su Nanzhi was timid and hid behind Gu Jingshuang.

Gu Jingshuang said, "Don't be afraid."

Su Nanzhi nodded, and stretched out her fingers to measure the length: "I'm just a little scared."

The moment the silver light flashed, Wang Xingzhi shouted: "Run!"

Su Nanzhi only felt the wind brushing against her ears, and then felt herself being hugged by Gu Jingshuang.

"Hee hee... run away... run away..."

The owner with two heads protruding from his neck was giggling while carrying a kitchen knife.

The moon rises outside the window.

With the moonlight, the diary in Su Nanzhi's arms popped out, and the moonlight shone on a certain page. Before Su Nanzhi had time to read it, she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her body.

"what!"

Gu Jingshuang frowned: "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

His hands loosened.

Su Nanzhi's body felt a little hot, and then a little cold.

Su Nanzhi lowered her voice and said weakly: "Can you hold me tighter?"

In the darkness, Gu Jingshuang's eyebrows were tightly knit together, and his eyes were like calm lake water.

He bit his lip and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't be coquettish."

Su Nanzhi's body was a little itchy again, he twisted his waist and rubbed against Gu Jingshuang's shoulder, crying, "I, I didn't act like a baby."

"Huh..." Gu Jingshuang closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, hugged her a little tighter, and said, "Okay, I'm not being coquettish."

Wang Xingzhi who was beside him said, "...How about changing someone else's hug?"

So what, I hug my "wife" myself!

Gu Jingshuang didn't even look at him: "Talking and talking will damage the good image of the horror live broadcast room."

Wang Xingzhi: ...

Wang Xingzhi's mouth twitched: "Aren't you two just flirting? Are you two father and son deeply in love?"

Oh shit!

At this time, I still think that Gu Jingshuang is an uncle, his head is unscrewed and used as a toilet plug! ! !

The author has something to say: Wang Xingzhi (speaking allegro): I~hate~na~ I came to the live broadcast room and didn’t learn anything. no~

Gu Jingshuang: That's right (I can push and pull, but you don't want to), so what.

Su Nanzhi: I saw something in the diary in a daze.

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I'm going to bed!Chirp~