Urban Horror House

There is no scary atmosphere in the whole haunted house.

Huo Simin looked around with contempt, and said with red lips, "It's really a waste of time."

But in the studio, there was no sound at all.

Those who supported Huo Simin in the live broadcast room also watched other people enter the haunted house to live broadcast when Huo Simin was not live broadcasting.

When other live broadcasts entered the haunted house, they were all dim lights.

But Huo Simin chose the difficulty level of hell to enter the haunted house and it was daytime. What does this mean?
Obviously different from others.

But the big guy didn't speak immediately, because no one was sure what the situation was.

"It is said that as long as you can find the green-skinned evil spirit, you will pass the test of the haunted house. Now, I will show you." Huo Simin said nonchalantly, and planned to enter in a grand manner.

Ah!
But at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the live broadcast room.

"On the ground, do you see what is on the ground?"

Because the haunted house on hell difficulty is like daytime, many people in the live broadcast room can see many different things appearing behind Huo Simin. They are hands, countless hands, constantly swarming towards Huo Simin.

Huo Simin didn't see it at the time, and when she was about to raise her foot and walk forward, she found that she couldn't move.

Facing the live broadcast room, he smiled and said: "This boss is really interesting. He got [-] in this haunted house to stick to my shoes. However, this little thing can't stop me. Wait until I take off my shoes." , keep going."

"Sister Min, don't lower your head, don't lower your head."

"Sister Min loves your shoes, so don't take them off!"

But at this time, the light in the green-skinned haunted house suddenly went dark, and nothing could be seen around.

However, there was a sound of "cracking" that seemed to be like a rush of oil and water, permeating the surroundings.

Huo Simin felt abnormal.

The fans in today's live broadcast room are so strange.

Usually, they are very excited when they are like this, but this time, they are not excited at all.

This made Huo Simin very puzzled, could it be that his audience has been brainwashed?
Just when Huo Simin was thinking wildly.

A white figure suddenly floated over from the front, Huo Simin immediately pointed the phone at the white figure "hahaha" and said with a smile: "My friends, now I will expose the existence of this haunted house for you."

"Although it's scary here, let me tell you, everything is fake."

"There are no ghosts in this world."

"run!"

"Run! Goddess"!
"This is even worse than the real ghost we saw!"

"Run!"

But it's a pity that Huo Simin put all his emotions on that white figure, and he couldn't see the messages sent by the audience in the live broadcast room.

When the white figure got closer and closer, Huo Simin finally felt something was wrong.

Although when I first entered the haunted house, the temperature was indeed a little low.

But Huo Simin was still able to bear it.

But now, when that white figure appeared, Huo Simin suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by tens of degrees. At this moment, Huo Simin was shivering all over, and his teeth were chattering.

"What's going on here. Why can't I move my hands?"

Huo Simin asked in a daze.

"This boss won't get an anesthetic in the haunted house, anesthetize me!"

Ah!
Countless screams suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room, and many people turned off their phones immediately.

The heart beat wildly.

Although it was not dark, they felt that the surroundings were dark, and they felt like being dragged into the abyss by evil spirits.

When the white figure just pointed at the camera and showed a terrifying face, countless people screamed in fright.

"Look, I'll say this thing is fake!"

Huo Simin said proudly: "It was really my illusion just now, I actually felt like I couldn't move."

As he said that, Huo Simin stretched out his hand and turned the camera around to point at himself.

Ah!
Huo Simin yelled in horror, with a strong shock on his face, he said, "Who is this!"

At that time, Huo Simin stretched out his hand and threw the self-timer in his hand, but the mobile phone and the self-timer did not fall to the ground, they were just suspended in mid-air, clearly taking pictures of everything Huo Simin did.

After Huo Simin threw away the selfie, she wanted to get rid of the things on her face.

It was a layer of cyan stuff, which looked scary.

But when it got on Huo Simin's face, no matter how much strength Huo Simin used, the thing was deeply stained on Huo Simin's face, no matter how much Huo Simin struggled, he couldn't get rid of a portion.

"Sister Min, don't touch the things on your face, run quickly!"

"At this moment, Fei Fei, a local tyrant in the live broadcast room, directly occupied No. [-] Mai and said loudly.

"No. I must get rid of this damn thing. It's impossible to add burden to my heart."

Huo Simin didn't look at the phone screen, but said something loudly and continued to work hard.

"Crackling"

"Crackling"

"Crackling"

And at this time, this weird sound suddenly sounded in the entire live broadcast room.

Huo Simin's body was directly lifted up by countless dolls.

Under the auspices of countless people, Huo Simin's figure seemed to be flowing, and he came into a cauldron. In the cauldron, bursts of heat burst out, and terrifying white smoke continuously diffused towards the surroundings.

Bang!
Numerous dolls carried Huo Simin's figure, and when they came to the cauldron, they threw Huo Simin's body into the cauldron.

Ah!
Huo Simin screamed and immediately felt something was wrong.

The temperature on his body seemed to be rising rapidly, and he still seemed to be in pain.

"It hurts!"

Huo Simin screamed, put down her hands, and looked around.

He rolled over in the frying pan and yelled in horror, "Why am I here, who pushed me down!"

"It hurts!"

"what!"

Huo Simin's terrified cry made countless people in the live broadcast room close their eyes.

They couldn't bear to see this cruel scene.

But Huo Simin's body trembling in fear in the frying pan, tears also slid down her cheeks, continuously crawling upwards.

But the oil pan is surrounded by oil, how can she climb up.

Even at this time, some white figures walked up to the oil pan, holding something like a wooden stick in their hands, and pushed Huo Simin into the oil pan, preventing Huo Simin from coming up at all.

"Help. Help!"
Huo Simin roared in horror, the current situation was beyond his imagination.

This is horrible!

Who threw himself into the frying pan.

There was also intense despair in Huo Simin's eyes.

Is he doomed to die in the frying pan today?
No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die at all!