The World of Shura Live

The runes on the white cloth were painted with blood, Shurayan suspected that it was something like a summoning circle.

"Hey, look carefully, isn't the woman who was cut open the same as the woman in the photo, the woman with straight hair..."

"That's right, who is that curly-haired ghost..."

"Speaking of whether the ghost that appears has curly hair or straight hair..."

"forget……"

"It's a game like a fan, I don't mind if everyone quickly helps the anchor find the second photo."

The man spread out the white cloth, he seemed to have glanced at Shura Yan, and Shura Yan's heartbeat stopped in shock!

Then, he walked over, knelt down and looked at Shura Yan, who held the grass screen in his heart.what will happen!what will happen!

The man stretched out his hand to Shurayan, who opened his eyes wide and shouted silently, you yellow-haired monster, what are you doing!

"The boundless sky is my love. The flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills. What kind of rhythm is the most swaying. What kind of singing is the most joyful...

The crooked river comes from the sky

Flowing to the sea of ​​purple and red, the fiery ballad is our expectation..."

Accompanied by the Divine Comedy that suddenly sounded in his ears, Shura Yan watched the man's 'affectionate' gaze at him, and stretched out Erkang's hand.He took the baby from his head and left without saying a word.

Shurayan...

(Divine Comedy does unspeakable damage to evil spirits. Don't thank me)

I am so grateful to your sister.

The meeting room fell into an eerie silence, watching what rhythm swayed the most as the man put the baby back into the woman's belly.Blood and tears flowed from the corners of the woman's eyes, and she didn't know whether it was because she was killed by a man or because she was stimulated by the Divine Comedy.

Shurayan sat up and looked at the woman with embarrassment. He seemed to see the twitching corner of her mouth.

Accompanied by the divine comedy, the man stuffed the woman's intestines back bit by bit.Rhythmic stitching in good position.

The stitching is over, and the Divine Comedy is over.

It took a long time before a bullet screen drifted past: "I actually swayed to the rhythm..."

"When the intestines were stuffed, I couldn't help laughing..."

"I really want to see the host's expression at the moment, it must be in a daze with lovelessness."

"This song is amazing, I actually learned it! What song is this?"

"Ask for the title of the song."

"Ask for the song name +1"

Shurayan, I don't want to talk.

At the end of the Divine Comedy, the painting style finally changed back.The atmosphere returned to gloomy again, and Shurayan heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably.

He still has a woman's blood all over him.At this time, the barrage returned to the topic: "The woman shed blood and tears just now, and the corners of her mouth moved."

"Don't say it, it's quite funny to have a woman's expression when there is a song."

"Speaking of which, why did this man stuff the child back?"

After the stitching was finished, the man knelt there, clasped his hands together, and muttered: "In my name, I swear by blood. Send the devil's best product to the devil in hell...May I have eternal life..." The man couldn't hear the words The language that he understands is directly translated by the live broadcast room.

"Hey! Eternal life! With the flesh and blood of my wife and children..."

"This man is a beast!"

"I can't describe it anymore, but this is human nature. For some interests, everything can be sacrificed..."

"Hey!"

WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooThe dead woman's face became more and more distorted, looking very painful.

A vortex suddenly appeared above the woman, and a blond and eyeless evil spirit rushed out of the vortex, with hands like ghost claws, and grabbed the woman. Two souls flew out and were instantly torn apart by the evil spirit.The corpse is dragged into a room by unknown forces.

Only then did the female ghost look at the man.At this time, the man's eyes turned into black mist like the female ghost.

Pop, the lights went out again, and the room was once again pitch black.After a twist, the plot disappeared.

Shurayan couldn't help but said: "I sold my soul to the devil for longevity, idiot."

"What sold the soul to the devil."

"The broadcaster's little milk voice is nice. He can even curse."

"The pectoral muscle screen gave the broadcaster ten sets of laser cannons..."

See the pecs dominate the screen!Shurayan's eyes lit up instantly, "I thought you weren't here." Shurayan complained in a low voice.But the whole studio heard it.

"The local tyrant asks for support."

"The local tyrant successfully took over the anchor's heart..."

Qi Laoer was in a happy mood, and lost a few spaceships casually.

At this time...

Creaking—the sound of dragging heavy objects, and the sound of slow and procrastinating footsteps, from far to near.Shurayan carefully looked under the table, a door opened, and a man-like creature came out from behind the door.This humanoid creature has changed from the one Shurayan saw in the plot.

I saw that he had no eyeballs, and there were red lines on his face that were split like spider webs.The clothes on his body are very torn.He walks slowly.Dragging a broken and incomplete body in his hands.

"There will be some human beings from other spaces falling in here due to occasional time-space cracks. Without exception, they all become his food."

When Shura Ghost spoke, only Shura Yan could hear him, and he instantly understood the source of the corpse.

(Ghost slaves appear! Executors please pay attention to avoid ghost slaves!)

Holy crap, Shurayan looked at his short figure and couldn't help but wailed, feeling like my life was over.

The ghost slave seemed to know that Shura Yan was under the table, so he walked straight towards the table at a slow pace.

Shurayan quickly crawled out from under the table and rushed to the left.The ghost slave paused at the table, as if he knew that Shura Yan had left, he stood still and sniffed his nose, as if he was looking for the smell of food.

Shurayan seemed to know what was going on, he stopped his movements, tried to move his ears, trying to hear the direction of the footsteps.Suddenly Shura shuddered, and his small body rolled on the ground, and there was a crackling sound in his ears.Sawdust flew past my ears.

Shura Yan looked sideways at the black mist eye sockets.But not dead.Fortunately, this is not a wraith.It's okay to look at each other, Shurayan climbed up with both hands and feet, pulled out the ax at the ghost slave, and hurriedly scrambled without thinking.The little arms and legs were flying up and down quickly, and the ghost slave behind him would throw an ax from time to time.Shurayan, who chopped it off, was terrified.

Suddenly, Shurayan stopped, because a wall appeared in front of him, Shurayan twitched the corners of his mouth, not daring to look back, because he knew that those feet stopped not far behind him, mocking him coldly.

He heard the sound of the ax being dragged, and he knew that the ghost slave raised the ax and was coming at him!Shurayan closed his eyes and waited for death.Barrages drifted past one by one, "Turn around and run!"

"Hurry up, it's about to come over—"

Shurayan roared, I want to run too! Didn't you see the big stool next to your sister! ! !

Boom!——

The debris from the wall smashed onto Shurayan's head.Shurayan raised his head, and saw that the ax was being pulled out by the ghost slave.Shurayan looked at Gui Nu's dark eye sockets with some meaningful meaning. Before Shurayan could meet, he turned around and left dragging the ax and the corpse.

This is gone?Shura Yan was wondering, at this time, three more photos fell from the wall that was smashed by the ax just now!

Shurayan...

He picked up the top one. In the photo, it was still the straight-haired woman with a big belly, staring out of the dark window in a daze.The man behind looked at her tenderly, his eyes full of tenderness.But next to the man, there was a woman with curly hair and a grimace. It was the woman in the first photo Shu Luoyan picked up in the nursery.

On the back of the photo it says:

"We looked out of the window where we couldn't see the sun and hope. We were so eager to leave. I don't want my children to be born in this damn place."

The second photo is of a dead baby, a bloody and bruised baby lying on a red towel, very hideous.

"My baby is dead, you didn't keep your promise, you are a hateful devil, you are trapped here for us! Kill our baby, I will take revenge on you!"

The last one is a bloody picture of sacrifice.

"I use my soul and the flesh and blood of the child to summon the evil spirit of hell, so that you can never escape..."

"What's the situation?"

"It's getting more and more confused..."

"What should I do if I feel so emotional. Especially the part where the anchor escapes, it's so f*cking exciting!"

Shurayan opened the diary, and new content was updated on it, "I died in this apartment with my lover, killed by evil spirits. Including the child in my womb."

"We are trapped in another time and space, and there is no escape. The evil spirit has trapped us, and she wants to use my child's soul to mend the broken soul of her son."

"She is a hateful demon, we can't defeat her, repeat the same life every day, every day, every day I have to face the pain of my lover taking the child out of the belly. Come to call her soul .”

"Finally my lover has completely become her ghost slave, but the retribution is that her child will never come back."

"We are reduced to poor souls, here to suffer each other, to struggle with each other, to hurt each other."

"We pray to God, pray to the light, thank you for coming. Please send us into reincarnation, thank you, King Shura."

Turning to another article, it shows: "Find out the room containing the corpses, save them, and beware of evil spirits. She will lose her mind and tear you apart."

This is the strategy.

(The second live broadcast is over, please take a break.)

Hu Xiu Luoyan took a breath, "Today's live broadcast is here first, we will see you tomorrow at twelve o'clock."

"Hey, what's going on? Why did you get off?"

"Could the broadcaster explain the plot of the story, please, I don't understand it."

"It's getting more and more confusing. There's only one last segment left. Can't the broadcaster finish it all at once?"

Shurayan ignored them, and quit the devil's broadcast room decisively. After greeting the two brothers Shura Ball and Shura Ghost, he fell into a deep sleep. He was really tired.

Woke up early in the morning by Fuji Akira.Shurayan opened his eyes tiredly, and saw Teng blowing his knees with pity.

Shurayan kicked his legs excitedly, it turned out that the damage he suffered in the game yesterday was actually brought into reality.

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