Creation of Dongying Guitan

What the hell... Lian Kuriyama turned his head and looked at his partner——

In the high-pitched rhythm, the female artist wore revealing attire, took cheerful dance steps, and swayed sexy postures, seeming to be more immersed in it than Lian Kuriyama and several guests.

But she has a naya face.

At this moment, Kuriyama Rian's heart suddenly retracted.

impossible!He rubbed his eyes, he had carefully checked these artists one by one before they came...

It's Naya, it's definitely Naya, it's her looks, her figure, her clothes.This thought came to Lian Kuriyama's mind.

Rian Kuriyama stopped shaking.On the dance floor, everyone stopped except for Naya.

Rian Kuriyama tried to turn off the music and lights, but the switches didn't work.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the ballroom instantly became cold.

"Everyone

Why stop? "

The sound of the music subsided slightly, and Naya looked at Lian Kuriyama and the guests with excitement on her face, "We danced so happily!"

"Wait, you are..." a guest couldn't help asking.

"I'm Naya,"

Naya shook her body and looked at the guest, "Don't you know me? We drove together."

The guest immediately collapsed on the ground, unable to speak a word.

Naya looked at the other guests again, "And you, you, you... you were all there at that time, the few of us together..."

The guests all collapsed to the ground.

"You crazy woman!"

Lian Kuriyama plucked up his courage and rushed forward, intending to grab Naya's hair, "You want to die, don't you?"

He grabbed Naya's hair, pulled it violently, and the hair fell off.

The touch feels wrong... Kuriyama Lian looked down, and at some point, the hair that fell off had turned into thin, cold, earthworm-like worms, crawling, crawling on his hands and arms...

"Jump, keep dancing."

Naya stopped smiling suddenly, her expression was gloomy and terrifying, "Those who don't dance will die."

"Ghost!"

Lian Kuriyama screamed, and threw the worm in his hand, and sprinkled it on the guests.

"Run! Run!"

The female artists in the room disappeared at some point.

The men were fighting over each other, trying to be the first to get out of the private room door...but the door was locked and the men were blocking the door.

They slapped the door heavily, smashed it with their fists, kicked it with their feet, and slammed it with their bodies, but the door remained motionless.

They shouted for help, their voices quickly became hoarse, and the screams for help were high enough to reach outside the building, but no one responded.

"Hey,"

Lian Kuriyama took out his phone and called the police, "Is it the police station? I want to call the police, and I'm going to die!"

"Hello,"

The gentle and calm voice of the operator came from the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, please briefly describe the situation on your side."

"Naya,"

Lian Kuriyama forcibly calmed down, "Naya, who died a few years ago, appeared again. She wants us to dance, and if we don't dance, we will all be killed!"

"That's right,"

The operator said, "Then why don't you jump?"

"..."

Lian Kuriyama was stunned, "Hey, what the hell are you talking about!"

"I mean,"

The operator's voice gradually lowered,

"She told you to dance, so you go and dance."

Lian Kuriyama suddenly felt that this voice was very familiar, as if it sounded right behind him.

He turned his head and looked back.

Naya held the phone and looked at her with a smile.

"I mean,"

Naya said into the receiver: "You have to dance, because if you don't dance, you will die."

Her voice came to Kuriyama Lian's ears from both the front and the earpiece at the same time.

"Jump, keep dancing."

Naya shook her mobile phone, walked briskly, and came in front of them, "I want to watch you dance, such a sexy dance."

"Kill me!" one customer yelled angrily.

After a while, the ground was covered with dense worms.

The corpse was bitten to nothing but skeletons.

The miserable cry of the man before he died was imprinted on every man in the box.

in people's minds.

The restless rhythmic music sounded again, and Lian Kuriyama danced tremblingly.

"Come on, take my hand."

Naya invites Lian Kuriyama to dance with her.

This dance lasted until late at night, and Naya danced faster and faster, and the more energetic she danced.Lian Kuriyama and several guests had to dance faster and faster to her rhythm, without intermission, and the men danced exhausted and miserable.

"Let's take a break, just take a minute." A customer begged pitifully, "I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it."

"No," Naya said, "If I don't stop, you can't stop. Those who stop will die."

The guests looked at the bug-covered skeleton and continued to dance.

They tried their best to dance in a dance that could make the corners of Naya's lips rise.Their leather shoes seemed to be enchanted, and they couldn't stop at all.

"What about your expressions?" Naya said, "Did I look like this when I was dancing?"

The guests grinned and looked happy, as if a festive festival was coming.

"I, I can't do it!"

A guest was so exhausted that his heart failed and he fell to the floor.

On the floor, dense worms surrounded him, crawling on his body and gnawing madly.

"Ah! Ah! Help me!"

The guests screamed in horror, looked hideous, and rolled around in pain, but no one paid attention.

The others were trembling with fright, and jumped even harder.

In the blink of an eye, all the guest was devoured was a white skeleton.

Kuriyama Rian's hands and feet were trembling, but he didn't dare to stop.

It was four o'clock in the morning when Naya stopped dancing.

At this time, five bones were scattered on the ground, and the bones were covered with maggots. The only survivors were Lian Kuriyama and another guest.

"You two," Naya said with a bright smile, "Do you want to see me dancing on the table in a miniskirt?"

"Don't dare, dare not! Please spare us..." The two said quickly.

"Why not? The scenery there is very good."

"We were wrong! Naya, we really know we were wrong!"

"But," Naya crossed her legs and leaned on the sofa, "what should I do? I really want to see it."

……

Putting on a miniskirt, crop top, and black stockings, Lian Kuriyama and another guest stood on two square tables in the box.

"Dance, dance as much as you want, let me watch carefully, but...don't fall off,"

Naya held her chin and looked at the two with interest, "The one who falls will die."

Accompanied by hot music, Lian Kuriyama danced with the guests.

They carefully maintained the balance of the square table and tried hard to show the beauty of the dance and the charm of the figure. Every step seemed to be walking on the edge of a cliff.

"Take a break."

When it was almost dawn, Naya finally called to stop.

Kuriyama Lian and another guest were sweating and limp, lying on the table, as if swaying from the face of death.

"It's almost time,"

Naya looked at her watch, "Let's have some fun together and push tonight's party to the peak... the peak, shall we?"

"No need..." the two said tremblingly.

Naya knows how to drive

He brought two people to the VIP luxury suite on the thirteenth floor.

"Let's start." Sitting on the big soft bed, Naya raised her legs and looked at them, "The three of us together, let me see your... ability."

Lian Kuriyama was horrified to find that he...

He raised his head and looked at another survivor, whose eyes were as shocked as his own.

At first, they thought they were just too tired, but soon, both of them realized that this was definitely a permanent trauma from the dead woman before them.