When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 71
(22)

A sound like a saw cutting wood sounded in this quiet and eerie scene.

The Wei family, who were working hard to skin the wolf, only felt their scalps go numb, and their footsteps were nailed to the distance for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"Ha ha……"

Shengge chuckled twice, like a ghost at night, stern and gloomy, wrapping around those blood-stained people layer by layer.

"Uncle, did mother-in-law tell you that Xianglin and I dreamed of being lonely?"

"I knew that mother-in-law treats Xianglin the best."

"Uncle, are you sending these people to accompany us?"

"However, I still prefer you to come down to accompany us, uncle. After all, Xianglin loves you the most."

"Uncle, you don't know, it's cold and dark down here, because Xianglin and I have no children, so there's no one to talk to."

Sheng Ge's voice was sharp, every time it seemed like long fingertips were scratching the coffin, it made people shudder.

"Uncle, come quickly..."

Shengge deliberately lengthened the ending, making the sentence linger in the wind for a long time.

Walking too sloppy will flash your waist: I think I have always underestimated the anchor, the actor, the acting is quite like that.

Lang Jiujiu: If I didn't know the whole story, I would definitely think that a ghost is killing me.

Meet after dusk: Look at the host's facial expressions and movements, does this combine zombies and ghosts into one?

Anchor: Please don't talk while watching the play, what if the anchor laughs.

Shengge did not forget the difficulty of acting in front of the fairy sister.

A bunch of glass bastards are busy telling jokes...

"what……"

Finally someone broke the silence and screamed.

This scream was like a fuse, and there were screams one after another all of a sudden.

"Damn..."

"Ghost, help..."

Several members of the Wei family staggered and slumped on the ground.

The smell of blood is mixed with other strange smells, yes, some of the people who were pointing just now were scared to pee...

Chunhe Jingming: I used to think that scared to pee was just an adjective...

Where to return at sunset: seeing is believing, gaining insight...

Shengge didn't expect that two diving parties would explode in this scene, and the names were still literary.

Anchor: Are you also attracted by the name of the live broadcast room?
After the Shengge is gone, I feel the return of spring.

Shengge has to admit that this name is very elegant, more like a live broadcast room explaining ancient poems.

But these viewers who were deceived by the name would never have imagined that the style of painting here is so peculiar.

Where to go when the sun sets: The anchor joked, word of mouth spread it.My friend said there was an extra mudslide...

Anchor: Mudslide?Shouldn't it be Qingliu?

"Uncle, in fact, there is really no need for so many people, as long as you are alone."

Sheng Ge's voice was as eerie as ever, with pale fingers paired with bright red fresh blood, like a dying soul crawling out of hell.

Shengge walked slowly, every step was accompanied by the sound of bones, hitting everyone's eardrums and beating everyone's heart.

"Uncle, are you afraid?"

Shengge's cold hands gently pinched Wei's second child's neck, lowered his head and breathed lightly.

No matter what, she has experienced the grotesque world of Journey to the West full of ghosts, and she is quite good at pretending to be ghosts and scaring people.

"Uncle, it hurt me so much when you tied me up."

"Uncle, do you still remember the scar on my forehead? Your elder brother asked me countless times."

"Tell me, if Xianglin knew that you and my mother-in-law forced me to marry again, and he was alone in the ground, would he turn into a ghost?"

Shengge slowly tightened the hand that was pinching Wei's second neck.

It's so boring to kill people without nodding their heads. It's better to just torture them a little bit and watch the other person's fear magnify until they collapse.

Shengge didn't like the Wei family who were greedy and selfish to the extreme.

For not throwing these people into the pack of wolves, she was already merciful.

Seeing Wei's second child rolling his eyes, Sheng Ge let go of his hand again.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: the bad taste of the anchor...

Lang Jiujiu: I thought the host would be unable to do anything, but I didn't expect such a big show here.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I was wrong."

Wei Er Er was also a man of current affairs, so he knelt on the ground without saying a word and began to kowtow for mercy, pretending to be pitiful.

Walking too sloppy will flash your waist: I thought Wei's second child would say that classic saying that there are ups and downs and downs...

"Uncle, don't worry, sister-in-law will not blame you."

"You have a close relationship with Xianglin, and you rely on Xianglin all the time during your life. Come down and be with us now."

"You don't know the pain of my soul being torn from life to life. Because of my second marriage, the King of Hades doesn't know how to distribute it after death. In order to be fair and appease He Lao Liu, he had to cut me from the middle."

"Uncle, I'm in so much pain."

Shengge suddenly raised his voice, extremely shrill.

Blood and tears fell from the dark and cloudy eyes, as if turning into a ghost at this moment.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flicker: The baby is scared to death, the supernatural skill of the anchor.

A jackal and a female cat: The anchor who was defeated by a dog in the past seems to be only able to use tricks.

Beicheng Nansheng: Is it really okay for the anchor to be so self-motivated? The golden cudgel will serve you.

Anchor: It doesn’t matter if the method is old or not, as long as it works.

Shengge raised his eyebrows, but he didn't see that some of the older people had already fainted from fright and fell into a pool of blood, just like a murder scene.

"Sister-in-law, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Shengge pursed his lips, he was really worthless, how could he be more cowardly than her.

"Sister-in-law, why did you die? Didn't the people in Hejiaao say that you just came back?"

At the time of life and death, Wei Er'er's head turned extraordinarily fast.

In the midst of extreme fear, he finally grasped the point, and a sliver of clarity appeared in his mind.

Maybe, maybe the sister-in-law is not dead at all, this is pretending to be a ghost...

Wei Er Er pretended to sniff Shengge's breath unintentionally, and then made up his mind.

"Sister-in-law, is it interesting to play tricks?"

Wei's second child suddenly possessed a domineering spirit, and by the way contemptuously glanced at the group of people who were limp and shivering on the ground.

"Don't scare yourself, she's not dead at all, she's not a ghost, she did it on purpose."

Wei Er's voice was high, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

At this time, he had already forgotten the cowardice and despair when he was choked.

"Pretend to be a ghost?"

Shengge pouted, and directly used actions to prove whether he was pretending to be a ghost or not.

I saw Shengge directly raised Wei's second child with one hand, and threw it at the wolf's body like throwing a sandbag, just in time to fall into the small mud puddle full of blood and water.

"Uncle, how does it taste?"

Shengge's footsteps are light and light, and every step seems to be nothing, as if stepping on the air.

(End of this chapter)