The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

Countless people in the live broadcast room were looking forward to it, hoping to see the picture of Su Nanzhi.

But the live broadcast room was against them.

Seriously, they don't even want to watch it! ! !

Gu Shen and Wang Xingzhi are fighting monsters! ! !

Moreover, how does one foot and one paint person look so similar...

Crazy kids? ? ?

[Trash live broadcast, you let Senior Nan Zhi out! 】

【What happened to senior Nan Zhi?Mom is so worried! ! 】

[I would like to invest [-] gold coins, and ask the master of the live broadcast to open the video of Senior Nan Zhi! ! 】

In an instant, several windows were suddenly separated in the live broadcast room, and a line of large characters appeared on the top of the live broadcast room.

[The following is the paid content, unlock the live broadcast, and cheer for your favorite players.Recharging vip will not only bring extra benefits to players, but after the dungeon is over, random photos from the live broadcast will be presented~]

The live room exploded.

[Limited random screen? ?Then do I have a chance to get Gu Shen and Nan Zhi's junior, double beauties? ? ?Everyone, I am rushing! ! 】

[Isn't it just money?Mom has plenty of money, goose give me a rush! ! ! 】

[Garbage game live broadcast, cheating Krypton?I won't charge money even if I die... I pretend!Senior Nan Zhi is so cute, isn't it worth buying? 】

【rush--】

The enthusiasm was diverted, and the frame was started focusing on "characters".

Several people flooded into the live broadcast room belonging to Su Nanzhi.

The live broadcast room is covered with mottled paint and layers of thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

As soon as I entered, I didn't see anyone, but I heard a strange voice.

"Don't, don't do this!"

"Only in this way will you belong to me!"

"It hurts... woo... I hurt..."

"...I can't take it anymore."

【? ? ? 】

[The charging content is so exciting? ? ? 】

[Goose, you are still young! ! 】

[Sao Aorui, I heard Shi Geng...Record it, quickly record it! 】

[No—mama doesn't allow it! ! ! 】

The eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room were tearing apart, and a long section of barrage finally opened the screen——

There are bright red hand prints all over the room, and the original floor has become a huge painting.

There is no face in the painting, wearing an antique shirt with a ruffled collar, lying peacefully in a bed of black roses, with countless holes forming the frame.

And Su Nanzhi was bound by a cross at the heart of the huge painting.

Half of the ghost's body in the painting merged with the painting, holding a hatchet in his hand, approaching Su Nanzhi step by step.

His crazy eyes and greed flowed on Su Nanzhi.

"Dear Your Highness, look, this is the love nest I prepared for you and me."

Su Nanzhi struggled, and the paint people dutifully tied him up.

"I don't want it! I don't like it!" Su Nanzhi shook his feet, he lowered his head and growled at the paint man: "You're making me hurt so much!!"

The paint man scratches his head.

"It hurts."

"sorry."

"Then let's relax a bit."

So the little paws of the paint man slowly let go.

Taking this opportunity, Su Nanzhi grabbed the paint figure and threw it over.

"Ah woo woo..."

The paint man hit the hatchet of the ghost in the painting, with a puff, the bright red paint splashed.

The ghost in the painting was furious, and rushed over with a hatchet in hand.

Su Nanzhi wanted to run, but the paint on the floor sank, and he was grabbed by the paint man.

"Pfft-"

He heard the sound of a knife piercing his skin.

Due to the loss of pain perception, Su Nanzhi felt that she would be hurt to death.

Expanding the pain sensation countless times, to what extent will the piercing pain be enlarged?

Su Nanzhi was terrified.

But...the expected pain did not come.

Su Nanzhi quietly opened her eyes.

What I see is...

"on Monday!"

Zhou Yi, who has become a piece of skin, looks light and airy, but still honest and honest.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Su Nanzhi's skin.

Soft and warm, like the temperature of spring.

Zhou Yi exhaled, his eyes were gentle and obsessed.

"Senior, I don't want to kill you anymore. I can't bear to let such a warm you turn into a cold corpse."

Su Nanzhi didn't quite understand the situation in front of her.

Life and death seemed to be at a loss, he didn't even know whether the other party would die, but tears gushed out.The voice began to tremble: "You, will you die?"

Zhou Yi didn't answer, he stared at Su Nanzhi affectionately, and said, "Senior, you must have noticed that this is not a dungeon world."

"Shut up!!!" The ghost in the painting yelled, and the entire ghost's face began to fall off, gradually becoming hideous and distorted.

Countless souls screamed behind him, each one had no face, they screamed in horror: "Don't go—I won't let you go—"

Studio.

[Good guy!This shit is actually the world inside and outside? 】

[I am stupid!Isn't the grieving ghost in the painting a ghost? ? 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooo good Monday! !Loyal dog yyds! ! ! 】

[Why chase me? 】

[Because you have emergency syrup! ! ! 】

……

Sunan Zhi's almond eyes widened.

A more terrifying thought flooded into his mind.

Zhou Yi grabbed his shoulder and said, "Senior, this is the world in the painting. Time will never move forward. The world in the painting is at his disposal. If you stay here again, senior, you will die."

Countless pictures came one after another.

The crow that symbolizes death, the eternally dark sky, the inexplicably disappearing neighbor's house, the lifeless castle... and the picture frame he picked up when he fell down.

When he just woke up, he vaguely saw a huge painting.

From the boundless darkness, the painting that illuminates him like a guiding star——

It is the view of the castle.The wall is covered with roses and creepers, the window in the upper left corner is wide open, and Sleeping Beauty is sleeping peacefully inside.

Su Nanzhi stretched out his hand towards it, and then he came to the castle.

wrong!

What he entered at that moment was not a castle!But that painting!

Now they are in that castle map! !

……

[The ghost in the painting deceived everyone! ! ! 】

[Even we in the live broadcast room didn't find out! ! ! 】

【grass? ? ?When did they enter the painting? ? 】

[When they first entered the dungeon, the moment they entered the castle, what they actually entered was not the castle, but the painting that was the same as the castle and attracted players! ! 】

[Good guy, I'm direct good guy! ! 】

……

Su Nanzhi took a breath, and hugged him lightly on Monday, just hugging him, he was already satisfied.

The tenderness, cuteness and appearance of the boy have been engraved in his heart.

"Run, senior. If it were you, you would definitely be able to find that painting."

that painting.

that painting!

Su Nanzhi turned her head in a hurry.

The castle map that was here just now is gone! !

"Where will it be?" Su Nanzhi's face turned pale with anxiety.

The rolling paint formed a huge vortex, bringing everyone together in the middle.

The truth of the ghost in the painting was revealed, and the whole ghost went crazy.

"Kill you!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Seeing the ghost in the painting approaching every step of the way, Zhou Yi pushed Su Nanzhi out of the door and turned to face the ghost in the painting.

"Senior, you can definitely do it! I will always believe in you!"

"Monday—" Su Nanzhi watched the door slam shut.

He knew that now was not the time to cry, and he also understood that he should look for that painting at this time.

Where will the painting be?

Su Nanzhi ran up.

All the pictures in the castle flashed in my mind.

Laughing, sad, bewildered.

Summer night seen from the window, spring under the stars.

All images gradually fade.

The color condenses when he meets the ghost in the painting for the second time.

In the smashed studio.

Under that pile of rubble!

Su Nanzhi clenched her fists tightly, the wind blowing into her lungs was painful, the lights in the corridor were flickering, Su Nanzhi quickly went downstairs, just when she turned the corner, she was pulled into the boundless darkness.

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"Oh!" Su Nanzhi stomped on the opponent's foot, trying to break free from the opponent's grip.

"Ah! You bastard! It hurts a lot!" Wang Xingzhi took a breath, picked him up, and looked at Su Nanzhi unhappily.

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Nanzhi's tense nerves finally relaxed.He broke away from Wang Xingzhi's hand, hugged Wang Xingzhi hand and foot, and sobbed: "Brother Wang Xingzhi!!"

Hey!

They all called my brother!

Afraid of becoming like this? ?

Wang Xingzhi held the opponent by the back of the neck, but he didn't exert any strength in his hands.

The boy is very light, and his arms are warm.It nestled between his neck like an ostrich, like a piece of sweet brown sugar.

How can it be?

He is a big brother and a trumpet, how could he be as timid as he is in front of him?

He, he must be calculating himself!

Wang Xingzhi pursed his lips tightly, and his thin lips formed a straight line.

The other party breathed very close, with a scent of flowers that was incompatible with the terrifying atmosphere, and couldn't wait to drill into his nose.

Why did he pretend to be weak and throw himself into his arms?

Wang Xingzhi took a rough breath.

In the darkness, he felt the boy's shoulders tremble, and he tried to shrink into his arms.

Wang Xingzhi shifted his gaze, and his face, which was full of hostility in the past, softened, and there was a wanton smile at the end of his eyes.

He got it.

This person must be seducing, seducing, himself! ! !

"Cough, cough..." A soft cough sounded in the darkness, and Sunan Zhi's washed pupils moved. He jumped down and saw Gu Jingshuang, his eyes lit up.

He pounced on him, sniffing the glamorous fragrance of Gu Jingshuang's body, tears streaming down his face.

"...Wow, it's great that you're fine!"

Su Nanzhi rubbed tears on him, his blurred vision couldn't see Gu Jingshuang's face clearly.

He didn't dare to delay for too long, he grabbed Gu Jingshuang's hand and squeezed it tightly, not letting go.

"Hurry up and find the painting! In the studio, the one with the castle!"

Su Nanzhi kept her words as concise as possible.

"What we are in now is the world in the painting, not the real copy. Only through that painting can we get out!"

Wang Xingyi was taken aback.

He really didn't think of this level. From the beginning, he didn't think the copy was too difficult.

At the same time, he was upset, and the warmth of Su Nanzhi still remained on his palm, which was strangely nostalgic.

He restrained his emotions and looked at the two people holding hands in front of him, feeling a little numb and thorny in his heart.

It's like when I was eating fish when I was a child, my throat was stuck by velvet thorns, and I couldn't get up or down.

Wang Xingzhi swallowed the chaotic feelings together with the unhappiness of the fishbone, and said: "Let's go, go to the studio."

There was a groan in my heart, and a bubble appeared in the aftertaste.

fuck.

It's such a difficult copy.

He, still, in, seduce, lure, me! ! ! !