God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yun Feiduo resisted the desire for revenge before she was about to let go.

She bit her newly healed lip again, trying to calm down her chaotic thoughts through the pain.

But the next second, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, just on the head of the giant-watching girl who found her way here.

Yun Feiduo: "..."

Keep paying attention to the barrage on the screen: [……]

Yun Feiduo's thoughts were swirling, and he looked down at the drop of blood dripping in the hair of the girl watching the giant, and his scalp was numb.

No way? ! No way? !

Please, please—

God didn't hear her prayer. The girl touched the top of her head first, and wiped the blood from her head with her hand that was as swollen as a pickled radish.

She lowered her head and looked at the blood on her hands, as if thinking about what it was.

Yun Feiduo, who looked like a gecko above his head, was so frightened that he broke out in sweat.

Come on, come on, come on, come on -

The collapse ended with the Giant-Viewing girl taking her bloody fingers into her mouth.

Yun Feiduo's pupils were shaking: "?!!!"

The giant-viewing girl licked her blood-stained fingers and slowly looked up at the ceiling. A weird and ugly smile appeared on her face with protruding eyeballs and enlarged lips.

She showed her rotten and blackened teeth and smiled at Yun Feiduo who was frozen on the wall:

"Found! Found you!"

"Brother~"

Yun Feiduo broke into a cold sweat and declined the other party's overtures: "Although, can't you see that I am a woman?"

The girl didn't seem to understand. She stretched out her fat hands to pull Yun Feiduo's feet, and pus continued to splash out as she moved!

Not to mention Yun Feiduo who was facing him directly, even the audience across the screen was disgusted.

[Holy shit, this smell can be heard on the screen]

[How long did she have to be soaked? So soaked like this? ! 】

【Wang Xiaohua! It must be Wang Xiaohua! This ponytail! At first glance, it was Wang Xiaohua! ! ! 】

[Probably, I suddenly thought of how many times Wang Xiaohua squatted by the river to wash clothes? ! 】

[Speaking of which, I remember Wang Li said that Wang Xiaohua is very good at water? How could she die in the water? 】

[emm, although all those who drown can swim, this is still very scary if you think about it...]

Yun Feiduo kept dodging the opponent's grasping hand. His whole body was so flexible and light that he almost turned into a human gecko and flew against the wall.

Just when she was thinking about finding a way to "fly" out of the window, the wall where her limbs were attached suddenly slipped.

Yun Feiduo: "?!"

She looked back and saw the sticky and putrid corpse water flowing out from the wall, soaking all the walls.

At the same time, Wang Xiaohua reached out and grabbed her feet and laughed proudly:

"Hehehe...got it...I caught you..."

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"Crench."

The small door opening was a little loud at night.

He Ziyun slowly opened the door and walked towards the street light that was on not far away.

At this point in time, Yang Yingying and the others should have succeeded.

He Ziyun thought.

After the young man walked away, the door behind him opened again.

Lu Wu watched the young man's back walking further and further away, and the hand on the door clenched convulsively.

Gone again?

Lu Wu looked back at the empty room. His eyes were golden and black, revealing a pair of frightening pupils.

As the golden color gradually occupied the top, He showed a cool and calm smile.

"We've met."

He said lightly: "My only believer."

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The village is quiet and lonely at night. The doors and windows of every house are closed tightly, and even the courtyard door is tightly closed, for fear of exposing any gaps.

Beside the tombstone.

Yang Yingying and Tian Zhen were standing in the field, their feet were covered in mud and sticky, and some of them were wet on their trouser legs.

Tian Zhen looked at the moon in the sky and yawned: "Sister Yingying, why haven't they come yet?"

Yang Yingying squatted next to the tombstone and wiped the ashes on it with her hands. She heard this and looked at him:

"We came early."

Cutting off Wang Xiaohui's head was surprisingly easy.

They were not disturbed in any way during the whole process and quickly cut off Wang Xiaohui's head and put it in a bag. They didn't even see Wang Li or Wang Xiaohua when they left the house.

Before going out, Yang Yingying even took a special look at the door of the Wang Li sisters' room. Sure enough, there was no gap at all.

This shows that the two of them have great "trust" in themselves and Tian Zhen.

But it's strange, why?

Will two strangers who have only known each other for two days, even if they are nominally "helpers" invited to help, be so easy to trust?

Yang Yingying couldn't think clearly.

When Wang Xiaohui was mentioned, she subconsciously looked at the bag in Tian Zhen's hand.

Sensing Yang Yingying's gaze, Tian Zhen shook the bag in his hand and said hesitantly:

"That sister Yingying, what I just wanted to say is that this head seems to be moving all the time..."

"move?"

Yang Yingying's expression changed, and she quickly stood up and ran towards him: "Why is he moving? Shouldn't he wait until he returns to Wang Xiaohui's body before moving?!"

Tian Zhen was also a little confused. He scratched his head and said, "I didn't feel it at first. Just when you said it, I took a look and found that the bag has been moving——"

Before he finished speaking, the cloth bag in his hand suddenly jumped hard and was pulled off the ground. Gululu rolled to the ground.

The boy's horrified sound came from beside the tombstone.

"My body, where is my body? Where is my body?"

The head kept rolling on the ground, and every time Yang Yingying reached out to grab it, it rolled away smoothly.

Until the screaming head rolled to the feet of the young man who appeared on the road not far away.

It stopped moving.

He Ziyun looked down at the cloth bag at his feet and raised his eyebrows: "Wang Xiaohui?"

The bag moved again, and the outer cloth of the bag reflected the shape of a human face, which was a bit strange.

"Who are you? You are so strange..."

The facial features and mouth on the bag moved: "You have the smell of my body on your body, you have seen my body!"

The human head screamed: "You stole my body!"

The next second, it lost its voice after being stepped on by the young man.

Tian Zhen and Yang Yingying, who rushed over and saw this scene, were silent at the same time.

He Ziyun took a deep breath, ignored the pain in his head due to the screams, and slowly said:

"Sorry, your head isn't as cute as your body."

It's so noisy that it's a bit annoying.

Although he still wonders how a headless corpse can make a sound.

The head in the bag rolled twice but didn't move. He didn't know what he had done. The toe of He Ziyun's shoe tightened suddenly.

He was strangely silent for a moment, then hesitantly raised his feet.

The bag tilted up with his movements and floated in mid-air.

This time the barrage was also silent.

[I, should I say something? 】

[It shouldn’t be, I don’t know what to say. 】