After marrying Mr. Han, Xuanxue Xiao teased his wife and abused the wealthy family

The two looked at each other and had the same thought in their hearts.

"Could it be—"

Shouldn't it be the same as last time?

Director Hong was about to cry.

Not so wicked, right?

He immediately looked at the others and yelled, "Is there anyone with a headset that can talk now? Hurry up and contact the npc or the guest to ask what's going on? Who the hell changed the script?!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words.

Everyone else in the monitoring room tried their headsets and microphones one after another, but there was no response.

Director Hong saw this: "..."

Director Hong squeezed the headset frantically, "This...what's going on?!"

The assistant director swallowed his saliva, and said hesitantly, "Could it be... because the place we chose is really... too evil?"

Director Hong scratched his hair, what's the use of talking about it now? !

Director Hong took a deep breath, "Quick, turn it off and see!"

The assistant director laughed dryly: "...I tried it, but the camera can't be turned off, and the camera can't be connected..."

Hong Dao's eyes darkened for a while, and he almost fainted.

He could only look into the camera of the live broadcast.

Yan Luo just put the man down.

She withdrew her hand from behind the man's back.

This is a camera blind spot.

No one saw that when she did it just now, she pasted a soul-fixing talisman on the man's back.

Forcibly freeze his soul so that he cannot be controlled.

This person fainted all of a sudden.

But at this moment, there was a gust of wind blowing in the room.

The hair around Yan Luo's ear moved, and she turned her head abruptly.

Suddenly, bursts of red light flashed throughout the room.

Seeing this scene, Director Hong raised his heart, and quickly took out his mobile phone, wanting to call the police.

But, call the police that their show is haunted...

Is this unreliable?

Will the police accept it?

Just when Director Hong was at a loss, a piece of red cloth suddenly floated in the live broadcast room.

The red cloth shrouded the entire studio like a red light.

In an instant, in the live broadcast room, there was nothing but blood red.

The barrage became noisy again.

[What's the situation, why is there such a special effect in the underworld? 】

[Isn't the following plot reaching a critical point?Why do you do this now? 】

【Ahhhhhh, let me see what's going on next! 】

[Open the door and let me see what's going on now! 】

The barrage crazily filled the entire live broadcast room.

The assistant director told Director Hong about the situation.

Director Hong was also helpless.

If he could control the live broadcast room, it wouldn't be like this now.

Director Hong gritted his teeth and chose to call the police.

This time, it gave them a glimmer of life.

Director Hong found that his mobile phone was still working, so he quickly contacted the outside world and called the police.

the other side.

While the entire red cloth covered the live broadcast room.

Yan Luo and Tang Mohan saw the girl in the red skirt who was lying on the stage, her skirt suddenly rose with the wind.

Tang Mohan's heart sank.

This is an inner room within an inner room, there are no windows at all, let alone such a strong wind blowing suddenly...

This is obviously not right.

Tang Mohan moved his arms, but the ropes on his arms were still motionless.

He could only look at Yan Luo, and said quickly, "Yan Luo, let me go first!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Luo came to his senses and just wanted to walk over.

The dark air in the room suddenly soared.

Yan Luo paused, before raising his head, he noticed that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw that there were only a few of them in the inner room, and suddenly there were two more people.

It was a young man and a young woman.

And that woman...

Also wearing a red dress.

Yan Luo suddenly turned his head to look, only to see that the girl in the red dress who was on the stage just now had disappeared.

Her face sank, and she noticed that the inner room around her had also changed.

Originally, there were some basic furniture and simple decorations, in order to add a horror atmosphere to the inner room.

Now there are only four white walls, nothing.

There was only one girl in a red dress, lying in the corner.

She lay there, bleeding from her chest.

The man standing opposite her was panting heavily at this moment, his chest heaved greatly because of his panting, he was holding a kitchen knife tightly in his hand, as if he was very angry.

He stared at the woman with bloodshot eyes, suddenly raised the knife in his hand, and slashed at the woman again.

Yan Luo's pupils shrank.

Before he could react, the man slashed three times.

All three knives fell on the woman's face.

The woman's originally pretty face suddenly became beyond recognition.

Seeing this scene, Yan Luo vaguely felt something, and pinched a talisman paper with his fingertips.

Just as she was about to make a move, a gust of wind came from behind her the next second.

She turned her head abruptly, and at some point, Tang Mohan broke free from the restraints, and rushed towards her with a knife in his hand.

Yan Luo's eyebrows twitched, and when he looked closely, he saw Tang Mohan's eyes were scarlet.

She narrowed her eyes and immediately understood.

This should be an illusion, and it is an illusion that manipulates people's hearts to a certain extent.

Yan Luo's face darkened, and while avoiding Tang Mohan, he swiped his right hand and pinched a fist, chanting a meditation mantra.

At the same time, after being dodged by her, Tang Mohan seemed extremely angry, turned his head all of a sudden, and continued to pounce on Yan Luo.

At the same time, Yan Luo raised his hand and placed it between his eyebrows.

Tang Mohan's body froze suddenly.

The knife in his hand slipped down at once.

And before the kitchen knife hit the ground, it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

His body also turned upside down.

Yan Luo subconsciously raised his hand and embraced Tang Mohan.

Tang Mohan leaned into her arms all of a sudden, tilted his head, and unconsciously leaned his chin on her shoulder.

"Boom boom boom——"

At this moment, the sound of the machete falling to the ground sounded again.

Yan Luo wrapped his arms around Tang Mohan's waist, and when he raised his head, he saw the man with his back turned to them, raised his knife at the woman on the ground again, and slashed down.

As if he was crazy, he slashed at the woman frantically, and muttered something: "Don't blame me, blame yourself... You are the one who is sorry for me, if you hadn't betrayed me, I wouldn't have done this , Ruoxue, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself—"

He kept repeating this sentence, as if just saying it would make him feel better.

These words are more like comforting himself.

However, the movements of his subordinates did not stop at all, they kept raising the knife and dismembering the girl's body.

Yan Luo narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling something was wrong.

This illusion...

It's not like an ordinary illusion, but like yesterday reappearing.

There are many types of fantasy.

Among them is a kind of illusion called obsession.

This kind of illusion is the most important obsession of some people before death, which is formed after death.

And there are two types of obsessions. One kind of resentment remains in the place of death, which will turn into an illusion, and the other kind of obsession will increase the resentment of the body and turn it into a ghost.

Yan Luo felt that the current situation was more like the former.