Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Mubai is a little nervous, especially the person who shoots her shoulder is Luo Fusheng, the legs are softer, and it is almost impossible to move.

She used all her strength to take a picture of Bai Lili’s shoulder.

The other person's figure is very stiff, obviously it is very scared.

Luo Fusheng was facing the corner, the room was dark, and there was only a coughing foot from the other side.

When He Wei walked behind him,

The other hand reached out and patted his shoulder, because of the positional relationship, He Wei shot the left shoulder. But at the same time, Luo Fusheng noticed that there was another hand, and some of them were familiar and climbed to the right.

His scalp is almost to be blown up, and with great strength, he will not restrain himself from looking back.

My heart is full of doubts.

Is He Wei?

It should be, after all, the human touch can still be discerned.

But why should the other side use two hands? Isn't this all the more?

Luo Fusheng suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Then went to the next corner.

Standing there is a little mischief.

He walked over, reached out and patted each other's shoulders.

The touch is a cold.

Luo Fusheng’s lips trembled, and the repressed fear could not help but burst out. “Little mischief?”

The other party turned.

He subconsciously stepped back.

"What's wrong? Rogge." The other person looked at him, his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, and his tone was puzzled.

Luo Fusheng calmly said, "You are not a little naughty."

Bai Lili and He Wei heard it and quickly turned around. "What happened?"

Luo Fusheng said, "I feel a very cold thing, definitely not the temperature that people should have."

He used a positive tone.

Bai Lili was scared, and he grabbed He Wei’s hand and trembled, tentatively, “Missing Miss Naughty?”

Shen Mubai was helpless, but at the same time there was some panic in her heart. She said, "I am really not a ghost. I don't believe you come over and touch, I have a pulse."

A few people dare not come over.

In the end, it was still Bai Lili who took courage and tentatively reached out. This was a sigh of relief. "Missing Miss is not the ghost."

Everyone's nerves finally relaxed.

I plan to look at the situation of the audience first, and then plan to finish the live broadcast.

But the next second, He Wei’s voice rang, “I’m gone!”

"What is missing?" Bai Lili followed him and was scared and shocked.

"Our things.. are gone." He Wei stretched his fingers, and there was a trace of fear in his voice. "There is still a door."

Several people followed his gaze and were taken aback.

In the empty and dark space, nothing can be seen clearly. Finally, Luo Fusheng took out a light stick from his pocket and touched it toward the wall.

The switch disappeared and the door disappeared.

Not to mention those live broadcast devices.

"We.. This is a ghost hit the wall?" In addition to this, Shen Mubai could not think of anything else.

"Should be." He Wei sat down with a smile and squinted at his face. His look was not very good. "I thought it was strange to find out. It would be fine if it ended. It turned out that we thought it was too simple."

Bai Lili suppressed her crying. "What should I do? Are we dying here?"

Luo Fusheng kept holding a light stick, groping, and coming back with a pale look. "It is indeed gone."

He has some regrets.

Regretful friends.

"Forget it." Xu is seeing his thoughts, He Wei said from his comfort. "After dawn, it will be fine."

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