Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

bang.

The fate of the other side of the stand is exactly the same.The liver stands were instantly shattered, as if a huge gap had been blasted open.Immediately, a piece of people fell from the gap, like scattered beans.Several girls hung on the edge of the stands and began to break down and cry and scream.

A suction cup broke through the ground and swallowed all the fallen people.

Before the rest of the spectators could exclaim in surprise, the giant phagocytic insect opened its five-pointed star-shaped mouth and swallowed the remaining people and stones from the east stand, not even the spiderman who guarded the gate.

It finally closed its huge mouth, and a spider-man's hairy spider leg was still hanging on its mouth.The macrophage turned around and burrowed into the soil again.

In the place of the original east stand, only a huge hole remained, like a wound full of warning significance.

Qiao Lingling took her face out of her palm. Although the octopus's expression was inexplicable, Jian Mingshu could tell that she was smiling.

"You bad guys, who dares to be disobedient, you little worms from the spiritual family, I will bite you again!"

The people in the stands dared not make any other movements.The raging flames of the riot just now were completely cooled down.

There were very few people in the stands on Jian Mingshu's side, and everyone gathered together, barely finding a relatively stable place on the broken liver stand.

Standing behind Jian Mingshu, Hei Wuchang said lightly, "Do you think this cocoon world needs me to read the rules?"

Indeed no need.Jian Mingshu silently agreed in his heart.

The atmosphere returned to depression.

A very old singing competition video started playing on the screen.On the screen is a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. She is not very old, she does not have any singing skills, nor is she full of emotions.

After the song was over, several judges hypocritically blew some rainbow farts and gave a series of high marks.

The hostess in the video yelled exaggeratedly: "Oh my God! 9.8 points! The highest score in the audience!! Is there anyone to challenge! Is there!!!"

On Jian Mingshu's side, a girl exclaimed in disbelief, and immediately covered her mouth.

This weird reaction made Jian Mingshu look at her a few more times.The multicolored feather mask looks like the configuration of a heroine.

The video ends abruptly.

Qiao Lingling tilted her head, playing with one of her tentacles in her hands: "Is anyone here to challenge? The winner will be rewarded?"

The person with the colorful feather mask put his hands on his heart, his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably, she was half-backed, making it difficult to know whether she was crying or laughing.

"You guys... so boring." Qiao Lingling stuck her waist in, "Do you have to ask Lingling to end?"

No one dared to answer in the stands. For a moment, the huge Colosseum seemed to be pressed down quietly by the pause button.

"It's boring." Qiao Lingling pouted her octopus mouth.

She snapped her fingers, and the stand next to the east stand immediately disintegrated, turning into a pool of blood.Losing the support of the stands, the people who were originally standing on the stands suddenly fell.

This time there were no giant worms, and the group of people smashed directly to the ground of the Colosseum, like a pile of exploded tomatoes.

The crowd was stunned.

At this time, the corpses on the ground gradually weathered into black smoke, and along the edge of the Colosseum, they slipped quietly into the pockets under Jian Mingshu's cloak.

"Lingling is so boring. If there is no one to challenge, it can only be blown up one by one."

Just as she was speaking, she turned around and looked towards the stand where Jian Mingshu was with a smile.

Just as Baomeng was about to raise his hand to try, he saw a tall, thin girl wearing silver rhinestones raised her right hand high on the other side:

"I come."

The people around her stepped aside for a moment, looking at this heroine who saved everyone from fire and water with admiration.

A spider-man lost no time in handing over a piece of fat intestine as a microphone.

The heroine of the female middle school took the fat intestines microphone and said "thank you", but his face had an expression of "it's so disgusting that I don't want to answer it".

"It's fine as long as you can sing better than him?" asked the female middle hero.

Qiao Lingling didn't answer, she lay on her side on the broom and looked at her with a smile.

The heroine of the female middle school really sang well. Although it is a cappella, it is obviously better than the people in the video, and it is also more emotional.

After singing the song, Qiao Lingling applauded intoxicatedly.

The people in the stands, including Jian Mingshu, all heaved a sigh of relief.

The video on the screen started playing again, and the hostess said in an exaggerated tone: "This challenger sings very well! Even better than our challenger!"

Before the hostess finished speaking, the fat microphone in the heroine's hand suddenly became sharp and flew towards her throat.

"Puff."

The girl who just sang had a big hole in her throat. Before she could react, she still had a relieved expression on her face.She knelt on the ground, like a rag doll that lost its strength, and fell face down and forward.

"Ah—" the girl closest to her screamed immediately.

Everyone froze for a second, followed by protests.

"madman!"

"No one else did anything!"

"Even though I've sung it, I'm still playing such a cruel hand!"

"Be jealous of other people singing well!"

Qiao Lingling immediately made a gesture of snapping her fingers in the air, and all the protests were dying like burning coals.

She snapped her fingers and turned a stand into quicksand, which is still vivid in my memory.

Qiao Lingling sneered: "Is it all right if I can rap and sing well?"

"Failure to challenge is failure to challenge."

Everyone was silent, but many of them clenched their fists quietly.

"Forget it, you have sung it anyway, so I won't blow up your stage."

With a merciful expression, Qiao Lingling withdrew her finger and turned to the next stand.

In the crowd, a pale boy was pushed out by the people behind him.

He has disheveled hair and a black butterfly mask.

It's Young Joo.

Yingzhu looks thin and tall, she looks a bit like a summer night by the sea, a refreshing boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, reminiscent of sea breeze and the taste of salt soda.

The people around who pushed her out were not at all moved by this delicate and beautiful youthful demeanor, instead they all had gloating expressions on their faces.

Not far away, Jian Mingshu also heard some contemptuous words like "sissy".This annoyed him very much.

Forcibly pushing him out, probably because of his thin and pale appearance, people around him thought he was easy to talk and easy to bully.

"Wow, this little brother... is so handsome! He's my type." Baomeng sighed beside him.

That's your sister.

Jian Mingshu complained in her heart silently, what was the little girl thinking.

He tuned to Yingzhu's channel and said to him: [What are you doing in your early life? ]

Baomeng was standing not far behind, Jian Mingshu had to be extra careful.Due to his physique, Baomeng is very keen on communicating with ghosts, and it is easy to mess into ghost channels.

This is consistent with the principle that some people are prone to encounter ghosts and some people never encounter ghosts.Humans use words, movements and eyes when talking, while ghosts use biological frequency. It is easier to understand. Ghosts are on FM101. If people accidentally adjust to FM101, they will hear ghost calls or ghost calls, or hit ghosts in severe cases. .

There was silence for a while, only the disturbing sound of sizzling.

Yingzhu; [I have died long ago.not afraid. ]

Yingzhu didn't dodge or hide, and stood quietly.Even when Spider-Man handed over the Fat Intestine microphone, she glanced at it and accepted it—although her face was drawn like a city wall.

In the stands where she was, there were always people laughing and sneering, as if they were determined to watch her show.

"It's too much, this little brother didn't do anything, where did he get so much malice?" Baomeng next to him muttered.

Jian Mingshu patted her on the shoulder to show comfort.

"Uncle Ming, I feel like my little brother is looking at me."

Yingzhu stood with her head tilted slightly, no matter how noisy the surroundings were, she had a melancholy atmosphere, like a quiet guitar song.She really looked at Baomeng, nine times out of ten she heard Baomeng muttering.

"Maybe, it's just looking at you." Jian Mingshu replied perfunctorily.

The stands over there were still taunting Yingzhu, and Wu Shuyang on the side pinched Jian Mingshu's wrist with two fingers, gently opened his palm, and wrote two words:

"Ghosts".

Jian Mingshu shook his head at him, quietly turned his back to Baomeng, and silently mouthed: "My own."

For some reason, he always felt that Wu Shuyang's pale face was covered with a thin layer of blush, like a little drunk, but also like the colorful clouds in the sky.

Could it be the strong Irish coffee just now? !

It's just a sip of whiskey mixed with rum, so I won't be so dizzy.This drink is too much.

Jian Mingshu quietly leaned over, pressed close to his ear and lowered his voice, mockingly said: "Little friend Shu Yang, you can't drink like that."

Wu Shuyang immediately turned his face away, looking too lazy to answer.

Under his translucent white complexion, there was indeed a wet blush, as if ten miles of peach blossoms had moistened his cheeks.

"Looking at the clouds in Huangshan, looking at the snow from the top of the city, looking up at the moon in front of the lamp, enjoying the glow in the boat, and looking at the beauties under the moon, it is a special experience." [1]

Jian Mingshu raised his eyebrows, looked at Wu Shuyang meaningfully, and said this lightly.

Unexpectedly, Wu Shuyang smiled lightly, like the first cool sea breeze in the early morning:

"It is indeed a beauty under the moon."

Jian Mingshu thought he had molested this gentleman in front of him who looked like a "high scholar in the mountains", but he didn't expect the gentleman to be touched by the phrase "Looking at the beauty under the moon", which brought back the scene of the whirling flowers and the beauty under the moon that was full of eyes before. [2]

They were teasing and probing here, but the stands next to them were ridiculed and encouraged one after another, and they were very noisy.

"Don't be afraid, child, maybe you will escape if you sing well." A kinder elder sister beside Yingzhu persuaded.

This is obviously talking nonsense with your eyes open.In terms of singing well, the heroine of the female middle school just now can be considered pretty good, even better than her, then you can only find a professional singer with CD sound quality.

"Are you sure you want to challenge? This challenger?" Qiao Lingling asked.

She sighed, didn't answer, and started singing a cappella directly.

Just when she started singing the first note, Qiao Lingling almost fell off the broom.The people around Yingzhu also covered their ears in unison, and took a big step back in unison.

Singing with this voice is really shocking and weeping ghosts and gods, but because it is too unpleasant, it makes ghosts and gods cry.

People are so good-looking, why is their voice so scary.Jian Mingshu couldn't help but fell into deep thought.