Infinite Flow Evil God, he is working again

That voice was cold and lazy, like a high-ranking god whispering with squinting eyes.

The pronunciation of the words is casual, lazy, but full of irresistible coercion.

Every time a word was dropped, there would be a loud heartbeat in the hound's mind, as if an invisible hand had been stretched into the hound's mind, passing through the hound's flesh and bones, and directly grasping his soul.

In an instant, the hound lost control of his body, and he seemed to have become a controlled puppet, unable to resist Su Li's orders at all.

With one knee bent, the hunting dog knelt down in front of Su Li on one knee. He barely supported the ground with the long knife in his hand, and raised his head slightly. In front of him was Su Li's flexible waist. His long hair hung down his waist, and the tail of his hair was kneeling because of the hunting dog. slightly raised by the movement.

The lobby fell silent at some point, all the fidgeting puppet corpses froze, their slanted faces silently staring at the kneeling hound and the tall figure standing against the wall.

Not only the puppet corpse, but Lu Yan and the other two members of the Supernatural Bureau were also stunned by the scene in front of them.

The emergency light on the wall shimmered, shining from above, casting a long and distorted shadow on Su Li's cat-face mask, which had a weird and gentle smile.

The hound clenched the knife tightly, and just as he was about to resist, he caught a glimpse of a snow-like paleness out of the corner of his eye.

It was Su Li who raised his hand.

That hand was pale and perfect, with slender fingers and rounded fingertips, drawing a faint white gleam in the dimness.

The fingertips finally landed on the Hound's mask.

Even though there was a hard mask, the hound still felt the cold and soft touch of his fingertips stroking his cheeks, from his cheeks to the corner of his mouth, and finally swept across the mask, reaching his jaw.

There was no mask blocking this area, and Su Li actually touched the hound's skin.

His fingertips were soft and cold. When he stroked the hound's chin, it was as dangerous and cold as a snake sliding across the skin, and it was lingering and soft as if some kind of silk brushed against the skin.

The hound suddenly forgot to resist.

Su Li raised the hound's chin, and the emergency light on the wall shone directly on the hound's pure white mask, reflecting his scarlet eyes. Under the gaze of those eyes, Su Li slowly bent down.

"You're so cute." Su Li leaned closer, his long jet-black hair hanging down with the red silk beside the mask, the shadow covering most of the mask, making the lines on the mask even more eerie and beautiful.

Following Su Li's movements of bending over and leaning over, the distance between the two of them got closer and closer.

The hound clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and his breathing stopped at this moment.

Just as the two masks were about to be attached, Su Li tilted his head slightly, staggered the angle, and placed it next to the hound's ear.

"Under your mask, is there a face that cannot be seen?" Su Li exhaled softly, hooking the edge of the mask with his fingertips, his soft and cold fingertips occasionally rubbing against the hound's well-defined mandibles, like Scratching the dog's jaw.

The hound's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his scarlet eyes fixed on the person in front of him.

He was very close, with black hair hanging from his thin shoulders, and a small piece of hidden white side neck could be vaguely glimpsed, like a seductive coquettish jade, firmly catching people's eyes.

The hound's Adam's apple slipped, and he even wanted to respond to him regardless of exposure, but at this moment he heard Su Li hiss in a low voice.

"Good dogs are not allowed to talk." Su Li pressed his fingertips against the hound's chin and gently hooked it, "Don't worry, even if you don't talk or show your face, I will... find you."

Su Li chuckled, and slid his finger down the hound's Adam's apple, crossed his chest, and stopped at the position below the heart. There should have been a rib here, but now Su Li touched only strong muscles.

Pointing here with his fingertips, Su Li's eyes turned to the hound's pale long knife.

"Does it hurt?" The tone was soft, like a lover's whisper of concern.

The hound's pupils shrank violently, and even his heart shrank violently. He stared at the cat face mask in front of him, his eyes were sharp and scorching, as if he wanted to melt that weird mask, and directly saw the real person under the mask in front of him. Allow.

Su Li lowered his eyes, calmly meeting the almost sharp gaze of the other party.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, the light is dim, and shadows cover the surroundings, as if in this small space world, there are only two people standing and kneeling.

"It's really a harmonious show." Laojun's old voice suddenly tore through the silence, and a huge cloud of black air appeared on the top of the lobby. The black air surged like a water polo. With a ghostly air, a silhouette emerged.

Su Li knew the facial features of the two faces, they were Xu Run and Tang Bai.

The human face disappeared from time to time, as if the soul trapped by ghost energy was screaming and struggling in the black air mass.

The quiet group of puppet corpses suddenly became agitated, their feet stomping on the floor continuously, making a dense and deafening sound like a thunderstorm.

Su Li raised his eyes and looked at the cloud of black air. There were at least twenty souls trapped in it, including members of the Supernatural Bureau and survivors from the clubhouse.

Lu Yan at the side also recognized Tang Bai's face, and his eyes suddenly darkened. He finally knew the purpose of the cat-faced man asking them to lead the puppet corpse to the lobby.

The puppet corpses are all gathered in the lobby, and the rest of the clubhouse will be safe.

At this time, it would be easy to ask the people from the Supernatural Bureau to save people.

But judging from the number of human faces in the black air, the plan of the cat-faced man obviously failed.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on the ghostly air mass, a figure slowly appeared in the other corner of the lobby, a handsome and tall middle-aged man.

He was wearing an exquisite and luxurious white suit, leaning on a gentleman's cane in one hand, with an elegant appearance, as if he was really a polite and elegant upper-class man, but when he opened his mouth, the voice he uttered was old and ugly.

"Are you having fun?" Laojun stared straight at Su Li, and slowly pulled the corners of his lips to the extreme, revealing a bright and distorted smile, "Master Demon King."

He didn't call the Demon King, who was once the number one player in the game, an evil god. In his eyes, the Demon King at this moment was just a pawn that he could manipulate.

His net has been laid out, and now is the time for him to close the net and trample the once evil god under his feet.

Su Li looked at Lao Jun from a distance, with a strange and calm smile on the cat face mask.

The group of puppet corpses became more and more agitated, constantly squeezing each other, and the melted and crooked facial features squirmed strangely, not knowing whether they were in pain or excitement.

"What?" Su Li's silence made Lao Jun even more arrogant, "Are you too scared by me to say anything? This is just the beginning."

Laojun looked at the cloud of black air in the air with enjoyment.

"I have to say, the current you, let me down very much." Laojun shook his head, as if he was really regretting, "You would spend all your time trying to save these stupid people, and you still used such a poor method."

Laojun slowly raised his chin, his posture was as arrogant as a king in charge of the world.

"It seems that you forgot that here, I am the master!"

The moment his words fell, the black air mass in midair shrank suddenly, squeezing the soul inside, and painful faces screamed, protruding from the black air mass.

The puppet corpses in the corner suddenly opened their mouths with big black holes, and vomited out a large pile of ghostly gas that was as thick as black mud. With the spit out of the ghostly gas, the bodies of the puppet corpses began to melt and fall down, turning into pieces of soft corpses empty shell.

The ghostly aura of the big beach gathered on the floor, like a black rubber net, swallowing all the soft corpses into the net, and then gathered again, wrapped into a huge corpse monster like a mountain.

The black ghostly aura supports the monster's skeleton, and the blue and white twisted corpses are intertwined to form the monster's skin. The puppet corpse's crooked face is drawn into lines like lines, its eyes and nose intertwine, and its huge black mouth is squeezed into a flat shape. Fish mouth, but the strange thing is that this monster does not have a head.

He only had thick limbs intertwined with human bodies, and he stomped heavily on the floor, causing the entire lobby to shake.

The ghostly aura coiled around the monster, as if it was an ugly ghost crawling out of the deepest part of hell.

The two members of the Supernatural Bureau in the lobby turned pale with fright, and instinctively dragged Cheng Song back in a hurry.

Lu Yan looked at the testing watch, the hands swung wildly, and the value once soared to [-]!

This is——S rank ghost!

Lu Yan raised his head, his eyes first fell on the mysterious cat-faced man, and then turned to Laojun and the ugly and terrifying monster.

Among these three, who is the ghost with [-] stats?

Lu Yan's gaze moved, and fell back on the cat-faced man again.

Su Li put away the hand that was on the hound, and what left with that hand was the oppressive force entangled in the hound's body and soul.

The hound found that he could move freely, he was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was not to raise the knife to kill the guy who seemed to be an evil god, but to stare at the withdrawn hand.

The other party seemed to have noticed the hound's small movements, moved his fingertips slightly, and lowered his voice: "Do you still want me to pet you, good dog."

hound:"……"

He exploded in an instant, swiped his long sword horizontally, and cut towards Su Li's abdomen fiercely.

Su Li stepped back slightly, and raised the black knife to block the white long sword. When the two exchanged, the flames flashed, which was enough to see the murderous intent in the hound's knife.

"It's so fierce." Su Li sighed in a low voice. With a twist of his wrist, he resisted the hound's knife, and at the same time beckoned to Xiaodao. When he spoke again, he used Xiaodao's hoarse and weird voice.

"But now is not the time to play with you." Su Li raised his eyes to look at the old gentleman not far away, "Look at that shriveled little old man, he wants to kill us now."

After being ignored for a while, Laojun was already extremely dissatisfied, and when he heard Su Li say that he was a shriveled old man, his face darkened instantly.

The gentleman's scepter in his hand stomped on the ground, and the huge headless monster moved in response, its thick limbs stomped fiercely, and rushed towards Su Li and the hound.

The sound of huge footsteps was approaching rapidly.

The lights were dim, the ghostly atmosphere was floating, and the lobby seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist. Everyone's figures were obscured indistinctly. straight body.

The dim light fell on his extraordinarily tall figure. He was almost blended into the dim black clothes, but his mask was extremely pale and eye-catching, more like a ghost than a ghost.

He didn't look back at the monster that was about to bump into his back. His blood-colored eyes hidden under the mask were fixed on Su Li. With half a turn of his wrist, the snow-white long sword reflected a dazzling white light and shot straight at Su Li.

It seemed that killing Su Li was the only thing in his eyes.

Su Li didn't dodge, letting the cold reflection slide from his mask to his fair neck.It seemed to be a threat, but it also seemed to be a hint.

The next second, the long sword was released, and the shadow of the sword fiercely cut through the space, cutting Su Li's fair neck.

At almost the same moment, the headless monster stomped on the ground with its hind feet, and its thick forelimbs, which were intertwined with corpses and ghostly aura, quickly closed and slapped the hound's side!

After this blow, even if the hound managed to hit Su Li, he would be cut in half by the monster!

The employees of the Supernatural Bureau and Lu Yan who witnessed this scene widened their eyes in astonishment. This hound, is he crazy?

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"I became cannon fodder with the beauty of the prosperous age" by Qi Mou

Li Yue transmigrated into the book and became the number one cannon fodder in the book.

The cannon fodder was originally a top performer in the entertainment industry, but suffered a car accident that disfigured the left side of his face. Later, he was absorbed by his scumbag boyfriend Pua, and finally became a lunatic with a half mask.

And Li Yue, who used to be an actor, ranked first in the world's appearance voting.

Now, he wore it with a flourishing beauty.

Before recording the live broadcast of life competition with her scumbag boyfriend Shen Shu, the whole network scolded.

"What kind of competition will that trash Li Yue play?"

"Please break up quickly, don't harm Shen Shu anymore!"

"Li Yue is just a hypocrite, he knows how to embarrass himself if he doesn't know anything!"

Until the variety show started, in the live broadcast room with tens of millions of viewers.

In the poker game, Li Yue's extraordinary memory crushed the audience!

When surfing on the sea, others struggle to maintain balance, but he easily does a 360-degree somersault.

Car racing, never practiced, but the first to cross the finish line!

Many netizens slapped their faces one after another, saying "what was he before watching the variety show, what am I after watching the variety show".

And just as the waves of praise on the Internet were getting higher and higher, Li Yue took off half of the mask on his face.

At that moment, the entire network was paralyzed.

"Help! It's too beautiful to breathe!"

"I only recognize Li Yue for the beauty of the prosperous age!"

"If we can see each other once, we will have no regrets in this life!"

What Shen Shu?He is not worthy!