Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

Song Yi didn't know how she got back. She no longer wanted to pretend, her anger reached its peak, but what she never expected was that Yan Zhenyan would rebel.

The three of them were surprisingly quiet at first, but after returning to the cabin, Yan Zhenyan's whole person changed, and he kept asking, "How did you manage to connect to the Internet?"

At that time, Song Yi didn't take it seriously and told him casually. Unexpectedly, he was stabbed in the back.

"Now the monsters don't want to believe us anymore. Yan Zhenyan, you are really good." Song Yi never expected to meet such a stupid teammate. In order to please this kind of monster, she brazenly said that she could use the Internet to attract the darkest people in her heart. When the time comes, people will no longer have to rely on Song Yi and will be at her mercy.

Now that the two of them have been put under house arrest in this small wooden house, they can't go anywhere. Bo Yesheng's heart has long been filled with anger. Looking at Yan Zhenyan in front of him, he suddenly understands what a farmer and a snake are.

"Miss Song, I'm really sorry." Bo Yesheng said guiltily.

"There's nothing to apologize for." Song Yi glanced at him and immediately felt extremely regretful, "I shouldn't have believed him."

From the beginning, Yan Zhenyan only loved herself and wanted to get out of trouble, but his choice was destined to be the wrong one. Her eyes turned cold.

"In this case, just grab that crow."

Bo Yesheng raised his head in surprise, "Are you serious? You were so cautious before."

Her previous caution and caution had disappeared the moment she saw the red crow. She was bound to win, "Don't worry, I placed something on the imperial talisman. I had already expected that things would not be that simple. I have already done it." You’re ready.”

Song Yi rarely comforted her. Didn't Yan Zhenyan just want to become famous? When he escaped, he relied on this live broadcast to become famous in one fell swoop?Then she wouldn't let him succeed.

Song Yi also turned on the live broadcast, and then kicked the door open. There was a strong wind, as if she was not satisfied with why he was so arrogant, but now she was not in such a good mood.

Bo Yesheng followed behind, watching the number of people in the live broadcast room keep jumping.

"Today I will broadcast live to tear apart ghosts."

[Master Ruxi, is this stimulated by something?Why do you look so ugly? 】

[I can hear a lot of hatred. Is it because there is a live broadcast next door?Even the environment is exactly the same?Are you really not acting? 】

Song Yi knew who the anchor they were talking about just glanced at it. It was really good. Yan Zhenyan on the other side had a period of live broadcast experience. In addition, he was eloquent and could express himself clearly. From time to time, he would throw out a few words People can't help but miss the old jokes from years ago. In a short period of time, she was on par with Song Yi.

Yan Zhenyan showed a smile for the first time in a long time. Seeing that his goal was achieved, his smile became brighter, but there were still a few people in his comment section who didn't know why.

[Is the anchor the person who was picked up by Master Ruxi before?Have you adapted so quickly? 】

[Are these two really not acting?This plot is so ridiculous. 】

But he didn't care at all about the occasional comments, until a wrinkled figure suddenly appeared behind him, "I want to drink blood, give you the blood on my body."

This scene was so shocking to the audience that even Yan Zhenyan was so frightened that he could not move. As long as the skin touched the corner of his clothes or a certain part of his body, he would get goosebumps all over his body and get chills. It was especially wrinkled, and there was an eye on its skin, staring at him directly and strangely.

"My lord, my lord, those people are already on the way. Can you wait a little longer? I beg you to wait a little longer." Under the influence of Song Yi's spell, how could this monster wait?He immediately bit his arm, and Yan Zhenyan's face turned pale.

The comments section was filled with screams.

[No, buddy, are you serious? 】

[I dare to believe this is true. When I saw that piece of skin, I was stunned and ran straight to the bathroom to vomit. 】Song Yi saw that the time was almost up, so she came out and looked at them briefly and stopped talking. After the monster sucked human blood, it instantly regained its energy.

"I didn't expect that I could survive on my own even without you."

"Really? It's a pity that you are going to die here today?"

It was just two simple conversations, and the monster's voice was full of hoarseness, like a thick vine wrapping around a person's neck, until it became difficult to breathe.

【What?This thing isn't dead?Are you still alive? 】

[I feel like he is half-dead. 】

[Why can you still discuss it so freely?Don't you think it's creepy?I'm almost dead. 】

Song Yi moved quickly, and Bo Yesheng had already memorized the method in his mind and assisted her. The monster would become stronger briefly after sucking human blood, but this time also has a time limit. So she needs to constantly exhaust his energy and turn him back into a wrinkled layer of skin.

Just thinking about her made me feel sick. Song Yi didn't use all his strength during the whole process. On the contrary, this kind of monster had long been exhausted, but his jumping ability was one of the best. What he spit out from his mouth could make everything jump instantly. Watering it thoroughly has the same effect as sulfuric acid.

"Little Taoist priest, I have never done anything to you, right? When we made a deal, you broke the contract first and then got married."

The monster was so pretentious that Song Yi couldn't help but retched when she heard his voice. Her fingertips gently fell and followed an arc, and the monster rotated 360 degrees.

Soon his skin became wrinkled, and he stared at Song Yi with a horrified face, "What do you want to do?"

Song Yi cut off the live broadcast without even looking at Yan Zhenyan on the ground, "Where is the red crow?"

"Our trading relationship has been severed. There is no way I can hand over this crow to you."

"Row."

Seeing that he was still stubborn and pretending to be dead, Song Yi lost interest. The moment the talisman fell on him, he began to turn into dust, accompanied by his screams.

Bo Yesheng protected her from being touched by the dust. The corners of her lips moved slightly, and it took a long time before she uttered two words: Thank you.

"You're welcome."

He also responded like this, without any emotion, or burying the emotion, "This monster is dead, where are we going to find the crow?"

"It's easy, just follow me."

Song Yi had previously wondered why this crow was always being called around by monsters. Logically speaking, it should have been the other way around, that is, to understand that there was something else that she didn't know.

"That underground hole is the best answer."

This time the two of them went down the hole. The sky was no longer full of yellow sand. The hole seemed to have been hollowed out. "With such a big hole, nothing happened when we came here. How could someone escape in such a short time?" Dig such a big hole?”

(End of this chapter)