When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 70

(21)

People often say that when the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is time to kill...

Although the moon is not dark and the wind is high, at least there are few people in the mountains after the rain. When the time comes, even the place has been chosen, saving her from throwing the body...

No, the reason is also perfect, that is to say, both lose-lose and lose-lose with the wolf.

Such a thought flashed through Shengge's mind, and his heart itched unbearably.

Well, this is just a momentary thought.

She couldn't say much about the grievances between the Wei family and Mrs. Xianglin.

Mrs. Xianglin never thought of taking revenge on those people, so why did she add murder.

Not being Madonna doesn't mean being murderous and moody.

She has a steelyard in her heart.

If you don't kill, you can't let it go like this...

It's hard to calm down, I always feel very depressed just letting go like this.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Since the members of the Wei family have taken up Mrs. Xianglin's idea again, even if they are not guilty of death, they should be taught some lessons.

Preferably a lesson never to be forgotten...

The corners of Shengge's mouth curled up, revealing a wicked smile.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: The anchor is so evil, but I really like what to do.

Lang Jiujiu: Guess what tricks the host is using?

Yu Sheng Gu Liang: Will the people upstairs speak well? What is crooked thinking?

Our anchor is talented, unparalleled in wisdom, and superior in strategy. She is a strange woman in the world...

Walking too wavy will make your waist flash: the weird style of painting must be the host who has spoiled you.

Jackal and female cat: Whenever you speak in such a polite way, I panic, I am illiterate, am I born alone.Cry, cry.

I'm a magic stick: the old man figured it out, the anchor wanted to play tricks.

Shengge, who was setting up the scene, blinked when he saw the barrage of the magic stick, but he didn't expect that the magic stick had some real skills.

That's right, she just wanted to play tricks.

I hope everyone in the Wei family has a strong heart, otherwise she is not responsible for scaring her to death.

After all, the most indispensable thing in this deep mountain is the wolf. If she dies, it just adds a ration to the wolf, so she is repenting.

Shengge's little heart was beating non-stop, this was the excitement when he deliberately did something bad for the first time.

Can't stop the excitement...

The gloomy weather, the messy venue, the blood all over the body, and the loose hair, what else is more suitable than pretending to be a ghost in this situation.

Host: Timid glass bastards, remember to close your eyes.This is a friendly reminder.

Shengge hung himself on a big tree, and his baggy clothes swayed from side to side with the wind and inertia.

The long black hair fell vertically to cover the face, and drops of wet blood fell to the ground.

Alas, it would be even better if there was another big black demon wind that kidnapped Tang Seng.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: anchor, you have successfully caught my attention. I didn't expect you to be such an anchor.

Lang Jiujiu: I thought the anchors would keep doing it all the time and kill them all.

I have spicy sticks to follow me: Good idea upstairs...

Anchor: Wouldn't it be good to scare us first?If you don't repent, you will kill them all next time.

Shengge had to admit that the words "Kill them all" had an incomparable attraction, which really made her want to move.

Under the leadership of Wei Laoer, the Wei family finally found Shengge.

"Second, this is..."

A middle-aged man with a long stick in his hand and looking fierce asked tremblingly.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a pack of dead wolves?"

Second Wei Wei said indifferently.

Take it as free income. Once you peel off the wolf's skin and take the wolf's guts, it's another small sum of money.

"No, look ahead."

The legs of the middle-aged man kept shaking.

As the strong wind blew, the smell of blood rose and became stronger, making people feel like they were in hell, surrounded by devil's limbs.

But in front of him was a woman hanging from a tree, dangling with blood dripping.

"Ghost, is it a ghost..."

The scene is too weird and daunting.

"Isn't he just a hanged man?"

Second Wei swallowed his saliva, pretending to be calm.

"Go, go up and have a look."

"With so many of us, are we still afraid of a hanged woman?"

Wei's second cheered himself up, and then led the crowd towards Shengge.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: Anchor, it seems that you can't scare these people.

Jackal and female cat: Anchor, it seems that you have forgotten the purpose of the Wei family.

Yu Sheng Gu Liang: Anchor, you seem to be stupid again.

The three in the live broadcast room seemed to make Shengge's heart go cold.

Speaking of which, the Wei family really doesn't care whether Mrs. Xianglin is dead or alive, as long as she can be buried with the dying old man.

However, is her pretending to be so simple?

How can it be?

Shengge curled the corners of his mouth and smiled strangely.

Wei Er Er went straight to the tree, put his toes on his toes, and put his hand under Sheng Ge's nose.

died?

"It's a dead person, why should we scare ourselves?"

After making sure that Sheng Ge was not breathing, Wei Er Er finally felt a little relieved.

"Second brother, this man was not hanged, he was just tied to a tree."

A discerning person finally saw the thin rope behind Shengge.

Second Wei lifted up Shengge's dirty hair, and after a long while he finally felt that this face looked familiar.

No, the more familiar one is the big scar on his forehead.

"Look, is this sister-in-law..."

sister in law……

Which sister-in-law...

Wei's second child has only one elder brother, Wei Xianglin.

Mrs. Xianglin is dead?
"It's really bad luck. Why did Mrs. Xianglin die? Will the old man use this as an excuse to give away the money?"

"Isn't it? If the bad luck dies, can't you die a few days later?"

"They're going to die anyway, what a waste of money."

"It's nothing. Anyway, the old man just wants to find a companion. If he dies, he will die. At worst, let's say that Mrs. Xianglin will go down and wait for him first."

"So much love and friendship, does the old man have the nerve to waste money?"

Hearing these words, Shengge was really going to explode.

Living with these people is a crime.

If you walk too sloppy, your waist will flash: anchor, should you consider killing them all?

Demon Prison: I like it.

Three ambiguous words.

No one knows whether Demon Prison likes what those people do or likes to kill those people.

"Just roll up a straw mat and take her back. You can exchange it for some money. The old man is alone, and he has plenty of money."

Wei Lao Er made a final decision.

After these people put Shengge down, Shengge silently opened his eyes.

The sky gradually darkened, and dark clouds gathered, making the already gloomy sky even more terrifying.

The wind was blowing, and pieces of green leaves fell from the branches and fell into a pool of blood.

Shengge curled her lips. At this time, the dead leaves are more appropriate, and the emerald green leaves are always somewhat peaceful.

Look at any haunted place that isn't desolate.

What a waste of a leaf.

"Uncle, are you coming down to accompany me and your elder brother?"

(End of this chapter)