Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

(The last chapter was written while I was dozing off last night. It was too much nonsense. I made a big change today. You can look back on it.)

The old woman wailed and stretched out her other hand to pull out the knife, but Chajiu quickly and accurately nailed the second knife to the table.

Scored twice.

The old woman screamed: "Impossible! How could you not be under my control!"

Chajiu smiled: "Why should I be controlled by you? I don't have the habit of being a mother's baby."

After that, she took out a gray object from her pocket and placed it where the old woman asked her to put her hand.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a gray-skinned mouse tied up with stripes!

Chajiu leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, crossed her long legs, and looked at the old woman opposite with her face full of fear and struggling desperately as if watching a good show.

She tutted: "Don't always think about occupying the body of a young girl. Whatever level of person you are should be matched with the level of skin. Strictly speaking, this mouse skin is suitable for you, but you are better than yourself."

The mouse cried.

The old woman stared at her with hateful eyes, wishing to tear her apart on the spot.

Then she twisted her body like an extremely fat and clumsy maggot, trying to wipe off the white dust depicting the formation on the table.

Unfortunately, once the formation is started, there is no possibility of stopping it.

Soon, in a burst of blinding white light, the old woman and the mouse exchanged souls.

The gray-skinned mouse with the old woman's core inside bit the rope tied to its body like crazy, trying to break free and escape.

Chajiu picked up a heavy dictionary and patted it over, warning: "Be honest, don't be so awesome that you can't finish it every day."

The old woman was hit so hard that she became dizzy, gasping and convulsing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the study.

It's the president.

Cha Jiu calmly walked over and opened the door.

When the CEO saw that this beautiful skin finally belonged to his wife, his eyes were greedy and he reached out to touch it: "My dear..."

"Your dear is here."

Chajiu took advantage of him not paying attention, opened his chin, brought the mouse in, and then kicked him away.

The CEO didn't expect this delicate woman to be so strong with her hands. She fell backwards unprepared, smashing the fragile railings that had long been corroded by termites, and fell downstairs.

A scream.

Chajiu patted the dust on his hands and was about to walk downstairs when his neck was suddenly strangled from behind.

Su Bailian turned into a fierce ghost, and her hair became thick and long, covering the entire corridor.

At this time, she was strangling Cha Jiu's neck with her hair, pulling her hands to the side, and said in a vicious tone: "Bitch! You hurt me so miserably before I was alive, and now I want you a hundred times a thousand times." Die in pain in my hands!”

Chajiu had quick eyes and quick hands. He put one hand between his neck and hair to leave breathing space; he flipped the knife with the other hand and tried to cut off the hair.

Unexpectedly, after Miss Su became a fierce ghost, her hair also became tough and she could not stop cutting it no matter how hard she cut it.

Miss Su looked at her actions and said proudly: "Want to cut off my hair? Give up! My hair is now strong enough to break a bottle of soda!"

"Then you're great." Cha Jiu complimented perfunctorily, then quickly grabbed the hair on the back of Su Bailian's head with her backhand, and pulled her to push open the railing next to her and jump down.

Su Bailian has not been a ghost for a long time, and has not yet adapted well to the change in mentality from human to ghost, so she still has a natural fear of high-risk actions such as jumping off buildings.

She screamed, and as she fell, she hurriedly hooked her hair on the railing on the second floor, throwing her and Cha Jiu into the corridor on the second floor.

Chajiu felt the restraint around her neck loosen, and quickly rolled over and rolled into the room, digging out the hair removal solution in Tian Tian's suitcase.

Su Bailian was teased for a while, and became even more angry. She controlled her growing hair and crawled into the room.

Soon, the room where Cha Jiu was located was almost flooded with hair. The floor, walls and even the ceiling were covered with crazy curls of hair, like a lightless deep sea that was about to swallow its prey, making people feel oppressive and suffocating.

What was even weirder was that Su Bailian's body was also submerged in her own hair, with only a pale head showing, "swimming" from the door to Cha Jiu, smiling sinisterly.

"You can't escape..."

Chajiu smiled at this scary head: "I should be the one to say this to you."

Before she finished speaking, she picked up Tian Tian's suitcase, which weighed dozens of kilograms and could be called a compression bag, and smashed it at Su Bailian until she made her cry like a ghost and the suitcase was smashed to pieces, and then she gave up with a slight gasp. .

But it's not over yet.

Chajiu opened the bottle of powerful hair removal liquid and walked towards Su Bailian with a grin.

Su Bailian panicked, covering her head and retreating desperately, her eyes pleading: "No, no, no, don't do this to me..."

Cha Jiu not only abused his body but also his mind. He sneered at the female ghost: "The abilities of ghosts are generally related to their obsessions during their lives. Your ability is to grow hair infinitely. Could it be because...you were bald before?" "

Su Bailian was poked in a painful spot, and her pale face must have turned red with anger. Just as she was about to open her mouth to argue, the bottle of hair removal liquid was poured down on her head.

The long, lustrous hair that she was so proud of fell in front of her eyes.

This is simply more cruel than Ling Chi.

Looking at a shiny "braised egg" freshly baked in front of him, Chajiu whistled: "Aren't you more energetic? What do you think of having disheveled hair all day long? By the way, the hair-suppressing effect of this hair removal solution is pretty good, after all. High-end goods, you’re welcome.”

Su Bailian cried.

Thank you sister.

Chajiu threw Su Ludan into the closet and continued walking downstairs.

At the same moment, the situation on the first floor simply changed.

The players in the restaurant were originally in a dilemma between disobeying orders and being wiped out, or following orders and committing suicide.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Song Yiwan remembered that in the copy of Yuncheng Village, Yan Wugui used the method of "cheating the brain" to avoid the punishment of the game rules.

So she concentrated her energy, held her breath, and stared at her palms as if to hypnotize her: "My heart is here."

After saying that, she stabbed her palm ruthlessly!

Three seconds later.

The game does not prompt for erasure.

Song Yiwan breathed a sigh of relief.

She succeeded.

When the other players saw her move, they immediately understood and imitated it.

Chen Feng, Chen Xuan, and even the less capable player Tian Tian all succeeded.

Only Liao Xinzhu could not deceive himself no matter what. The sound of game erasure kept ringing in his ears.

In the end, Chen Xuan gave her his only resurrection card, which allowed her to barely pass.

But the danger is not over yet.

The twin ghosts stood at the door of the restaurant, each holding a bloody human head in their arms, looking at the players with excited and evil eyes.

"Brothers and sisters, come and play with us~"

The players looked intently at the heads in their arms, and their expressions changed.

It belongs to Haiyun and Song Jirong.

Players who died before.

……

……

Also, go to bed first and estimate the copy.