Being deprived of luck, I rely on cats to become popular and survive variety shows

A group of people were lying weak and pale on the ground, their skin color changed directly, it was cement-colored, as if they were terminally ill, hopeless, and had already been lying on the coffin board.

The most frightening thing is Zhan Yong.

His eyes were as black as ink, and he seemed to have been punched viciously. His tear grooves were deep, and his cheeks were sunken. He could clearly see the shape of the bones, penetrating people like a skeleton.

The area around his mouth was also black, his lips were purple, white and black, the skin of his mouth was swollen like blisters, and the dead skin on his mouth was chapped with flesh marks like earthworms.

His eyes are half-opened, but the whites of his eyes are slightly twitched, and the whites of his eyes are covered with red blood, which looks like a group of red nematodes living in the sewage. At this moment, Zhan Yong's eyes are accompanied by The twitching and twisting of the chest is enchanting, very terrifying.

[Good guy, this is for you, go to the police station to quit. 】

【Scared me--】

[The zombie wakes up and finds that he is number two on the list. When he sees you, he is afraid that you will suck his yin energy away. 】

[Zombie: Drunk, stealing the list at the end of the month, right? 】

[Damn, to be honest, Zhan Yong, don't die in my phone, it's really bad luck. 】

He let out an excited sound of "ho ho" in his throat, his eyes widened suddenly after being stimulated by these words, and his upper body stretched up a little like a zombie.

His right calf was still wrapped thickly in his smelly and messy shirt, and the blood stains on the clothes had already turned black.

It's like the whole face is anesthetized, so the pain is not obvious.

Turning his face to the side and shifting his gaze, Lu Jingchen stared at Yun Jiaojiao's back with Qinhong's cold eyes flickering, and when Yun Jiaojiao's figure was hidden by the moist and dense giant leaves, he stood up come.

Because of this, Zhan Yong regained a bit of clarity, but he only heard the words "withdraw from the variety show".

Zhan Yong's voice was hoarse and rough, his eyes were still full of lingering blackness, he looked as if he had had his kidney cut off and died from the palace, as if he had been possessed by a demon.

He was emotional, stubborn and crazily shouted: "I won't quit the variety show, I won't quit the variety show, I won't quit, the champion is me, the winner is me, the prize money is mine, money, money is money!!"

【Zhan Yong, you know how to pretend to be a ghost. 】

[This is really half-buried in the ground. 】

And now it is a safe distance range, so they are shooting and recording normally again.

Getting up from the ground with difficulty and exhaustion, Yun Jiaojiao staggered and walked towards the broad leaves.

"Zhan Yong, do you hear me? Talk." The photographer's slap was a little harder, and there was a crisp "snap".

But after vomiting, Zhan Yong's spirit seemed to improve a lot, and he gradually began to wake up.

They should not interfere too much with the contestants' choices.

"Wake up, how do you feel now?"

【Zhan Yong won't have to amputate like this, hiss... I'm already in pain. 】

The most terrible thing was that not only his clothes had turned black, but his legs had also turned black from bruising, and his right leg was obviously swollen.

"Your current situation is not optimistic, are you going to quit the variety show?"

They looked at Zhan Yong, couldn't help but frowned in disgust, raised their hands and rubbed their noses, and they could still smell the pungent and unpleasant smell at the tip of their noses, their expressions were indescribable.

[It's finally Zhan Yong's turn this time, right? ! 】

[No, why don't you quit the variety show after all this? ? 】

They are tracking and filming live broadcasts of survival, not BT with special hobbies.

Lu Jingchen looked at the photographers and wilderness hunters who appeared, and thought about their disappearance yesterday afternoon, and quickly realized that they should have detected the Drex panther in advance, so they evacuated early.

Zhan Yong was wearing a pair of trousers with a black belt, and most of the right trouser leg was bitten by a ghost-faced monkey.

The sudden action shocked the photographer and the hunter again, and they retreated half a meter away.

Yun Jiaojiao's face didn't hurt much anymore.

[? ? ?Not upstairs, this taste is too strong, right? ? 】

[Zombie: This month's national standard is really hard to keep. In the past few days, many people have stolen towers in the middle of the night (smile). 】

【? ? ? ? 】

The photographer and the hunter saw that he was still sober and rational, and he looked like he would never quit the variety show, so they didn't say anything.

A large piece of cloth in the front is empty, exposing his exquisite and elastic abdomen with some scars.

Sure enough, the live broadcast audience immediately boiled.

[What can you do? No. 1 death. 】

The photographer immediately took the shot. Although he is not a BT, someone is a BT.

【Is this inappropriate corpse exorcist's dream love corpse? (excited love eyes yellow face tongue out). 】

Zhan Yong's eyes were scarlet and protruding outwards, his pupils were not focused yet, so he could only see the blurred shadow in front of him.

The photographer and the wilderness hunter also noticed that something was wrong with Zhan Yong, they hurried forward to check, stretched out their hands and slapped Zhan Yong's face not too lightly or too hard.

"Zhan Yong, Zhan Yong."

As soon as he finished shouting, he turned his head to one side, and immediately vomited out.

[This is, is this a bacterial infection? 】

The photographers and hunters didn't follow up after seeing this. In the early days, the contestants basically had to deal with privacy issues.

When he vomited, the vomit splashed around, and the photographer and the wild hunter jumped up, almost splashing on their shoes and trousers, and Zhan Yong was farther away now.

[I said earlier that Zhan Yong was bitten by a mandrill, and he will continue to perform variety shows to survive, sooner or later he will take pills. 】

Her eyes fell uncontrollably on Zhan Yong's vomit, and even some distance away, Yun Jiaojiao felt some acid regurgitation, her stomach was convulsed and twisted by irritating spasms.

The sour and rotten filth, miscellaneous lumps, rotted like a mush of dark cooking.

[I was disgusted by Zhan Yong just now, and now I feel better in an instant. 】

After waking up, they were very quiet and dull, with pale faces and empty eyes, their expressions were still in pain, their nerves were ripped apart and throbbed, and sometimes a wave of pain covered the back of their heads, and when they took a breath, the back of their heads stiffened and suffocated. When I got up, I couldn't slow down, like a cerebral infarction.

In fact, it wasn't that there was no pain, but that her face was numb and stiff because of the fierce wind and rain all night, and the invasion of cold.

With Zhan Yong's cry, the others woke up in a daze, and gradually sat up.

When he got up, the changes in his upper body couldn't be concealed.

【Ahhhhh, I really did good deeds in my previous life, Sihashiha...】

【What kind of look does Yingdi Lu have? It's so trendy and wild. 】

【You're greedy for his body, you're despicable——】

[I am getting older, tears are streaming from the corners of my mouth. 】

[I used to think I was manually controlled,...]