When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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You Heng stared blankly at Qian Ling in front of him.

Although the hair was messy, the corners of the eyes were red with tears, and the clothes on his body were messed up, but in this situation, he felt that the person in front of him seemed to have magical powers, attracting his attention.

What's worse, when he heard the soft whisper, he felt that the blood in his body was boiled again, hot as lava that could destroy everything.

You Heng only felt that he was not good, in various aspects, he was even more bad than in the illusion just now.

——Cough, he is so cute.

——I am injured, and in this situation, I can still react to my wife. It has to be said that dogs who can be precious wives have special talents.

——dbq, if it was me, watching my wife complain in a tone that blames me, I can directly explode.

—Would this scare the baby?

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Qian Ling only felt the coolness wrapped around her fingers tightened, and she burrowed into the crevices of her more delicate fingers.

Like getting good grades in an exam but not getting the sideways glance of his sweetheart, he was secretly playing with his temper.

Interrupted by You Xuan, Qian Ling simply didn't notice the changes in You Heng's body, but noticed that his eyes seemed to have changed, and the emotions intertwined in his eyes became more complicated and difficult to distinguish, like a bottomless ravine.

But Qian Ling still had shadows on You Heng's sudden attack earlier, so he took the initiative to interrupt his thoughts, "If you're okay, can you help me see what's going on with the others first?"

Only then did You Heng recover part of his sanity, and diverted his attention to things other than Qianling.

They are now in the same position as he encountered in the illusion, the high platform is right under the two of them, so You Heng's first reaction when he saw Qian Ling just now was to attack.

You Heng set his sights on the few people who came with him.

I saw a few people with different expressions.

The few people who followed from the jingcha hall, some were shouting to get rich, while others were giggling, looking at them together gave people a feeling of panic.

You Heng understood at a glance that these people were in the same state as he was just now.

But unlike him, only he was exploited by his own greed in the illusion, trying to make him kill himself, while the others did not have this situation for the time being.

"Looks like it's just for me."

You Heng glanced at the nervous Qian Ling next to him, and said, "Don't worry, they are fine, they just entered their own conscious world, which is equivalent to having a sweet dream."

But this dream was deliberately woven by people.

Hearing You Heng's words, Qian Ling was a little relieved, but her pretty face was still a little pale.

After Qian Ling used the summoning array, he borrowed You Xuan's ability to open the metal ring on his ankle, and then he was afraid of being caught back, so he was so nervous all the way, he stumbled and followed You Xuan's guidance, and came to this place .

After he came in, he saw abnormal pictures of everyone.

At that time, he was so frightened that he almost stood still, but when he saw You Heng holding a knife with blood on his arm, although he was scared, he still shouted without any hesitation and ran over.

Looking at these people again now, Qian Ling was still a little scared, and he asked, "Then what are we going to do now?"

You Heng looked around in the whole space, and finally jumped off the high platform and walked to the corner of the room.

He stopped in front of a mahogany chair with an incense burner, and white mist curled up, accompanied by a strong and strange aroma.

You Heng made such an expression on his face.

He raised his hand to uncover the incense cover, extinguished the fire underneath, turned around and walked back, "We can wake them up."

Qian Ling said yes.

He walked slowly towards the figure closest to him. Due to lighting problems, Qian Ling didn't notice who he was walking towards at first.

Qian Ling heard the sound of slapping from behind him, accompanied by You Heng's extremely impatient words, "Hey, get up."

Qian Ling looked back.

You Heng directly slapped that person a few times with his hands, but then he simply gave up using his hands, stood up instead, and shook the person in front of him with his feet in disgust.

This kind of rude behavior is quite in line with You Heng's usual style of doing things.

Qian Ling took a look and stopped looking. He turned around, only then did he notice that it was Xue Chi in front of him.

Xue Chi is in a different state from the others.

He was leaning against the wall alone, and Xue Chi, with his eyes closed, put away the burrs all over his body for the first time. After the unruly and unyielding pull on his body faded away, he looked like a young boy in love .

If you look carefully, you can see that Xue Chi's face is hot and red even under dim light. This redness burns from his cheeks all the way to his ears.

It's like a drunk person who is still muttering to himself.

His voice is too low.

In order to be able to hear what he said clearly, Qian Ling could only lower her body, tilt her head sideways and send herself to Xue Chi's mouth.

Xue Chi: "..."

The hot words pushed over with the exhalation.

Qian Ling pricked up her ears and listened carefully, like a good student who listens carefully in class.

But after listening for a few seconds, that beautiful little face first showed a puzzled and confused expression, and then paused for a second, Qian Ling's face suddenly turned pink.

Like a cat stepping on its tail, he instantly retracted his body.

After a few seconds, according to what he heard, Qian Ling's gaze slowly moved down, and finally stopped between Xue Chi's....

When she saw Xue Chi, Qian Ling seemed to be burned, and she looked away for less than a second.

Qianling's eyelashes blinked rapidly, disbelief and helplessness were written in the round eyes, and the watery light in the eyes seemed to be more filling.

For a moment, he even wanted to run away.

The barrage exploded in an instant, but Qian Ling didn't care to look at it at all, and You Heng's impatient voice kept coming from behind him, and the people who were woken up all looked dazed and didn't know what happened.

After a while, You Heng turned to him and said, "Are you ready? I've taken care of the others."

Qian Ling faltered and hummed.

Sensing the strangeness in his tone, You Heng walked towards Qianling with strides.

Qian Ling was building herself up in her heart, tilted her head, mustered up the courage to stretch out a delicate finger, and she didn't know the direction, poked it, and it touched the soft skin.

"You are so useless," You Heng stood beside Qian Ling, and glanced at Xue Chi's reaction contemptuously, as if he had completely forgotten that he was not much better. Maybe it’s still cool.”

He squatted down, "Let me do it."

After Qian Ling heard this sentence, she felt amnesty, she withdrew her hand as quickly as possible, and obediently stood aside.

You Heng is not polite at all.

He patted Xue Chi's face mercilessly with his unwounded hand, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Stop dreaming, don't think I don't know what nasty things you're thinking about."