A Stick of Hua Zi, I Will Not Be Invaded by Ghosts

The female ghost thinks.

Is this man crazy?

Does he want me to kill the casual woman in exchange for a living?

Thinking of this, a clear look appeared on his face.

Then he put on a hideous expression.

"I kill all! You! I won't let it go!"

When he was about to pounce, he found that the man had lit a cigarette.

I saw him take a deep breath, but the smoke that came out was indeed very thick.

For a while, the surroundings were wrapped in this dense smoke.

Can't see anything at all.

The female ghost is on the spot!

"What's all this and what?"

"Is he a smoke bomb?"

"Why is there so much smoke?"

She only felt that this man was not something she could deal with.

Facing himself, the man had no fear.

He even lit a cigarette on his own, and the cigarette was very strange.

Can actually spit out such a large amount of smoke.

She tried to walk around and found that she couldn't get through this layer of smoke at all.

While the middle-aged female ghost was shocked, she slowly felt a little bad.

Her identity is indeed a ghost.

It is a real ghost arranged by the organizer to be around the participating players.

The purpose is to prevent water from being released between contestants.

Contestants who are ghosts are alive!

But the people he touched or caught will be eliminated by the organizers.

And the end of the elimination is just like the yellow-haired youth.

Wang Hua was also in the smoke, without moving.

The lighter ignited, but the dense smoke dissipated in an instant.

But the middle-aged female ghost in front of her didn't know when she appeared behind her.

In fact, Wang Hua was also a little surprised just now.

After all, my position just now was on the edge of the cliff.

And beside the cliff is the sea of ​​clouds.

He thought he was doing nothing, he was just looking at the scenery everywhere.

Because he vaguely remembered...

How spectacular was the sunrise that rose from the sea of ​​clouds in the previous life.

Who knew there would be such a farce in the middle.

At the same time, I was a little grateful that the middle-aged female ghost did not push him.

If you push such a move, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wang Hua turned his head and looked at the middle-aged female ghost.

But there are a lot of doubts in my heart.

"How did she become a ghost? Is it because she was caught?"

Thinking about things, the sight of the middle-aged female ghost couldn't help but freeze.

But this kind of sight made the middle-aged female ghost extremely uncomfortable.

The middle-aged female ghost thinks this man must not be simple.

Not only that, but it may also be a high-star player.

She has also encountered high-star players.

At that time, she was still a member of the ghost tide, and finally survived because of luck.

Thought of here...

The scene in her heart that was once dominated by fear appeared before her eyes.

Inexplicably, there was a trace of panic in his heart, and his body couldn't help taking a step back.

Wang Hua also recovered from his thoughts.

Seeing the inexplicable look on the female ghost's face, he thought the female ghost was ready to do it.

Vodka appeared in his hands, and Wang Hua was ready to fight.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was also refreshed because of the confrontation between the two.

"You don't move! I'll take a sip of wine and be shocked!"

"Look at it for the first time upstairs! Can Huashen's wine be ordinary wine? That's what the eminent monk of Dedao Dao had prescribed!"

"I'm good at consecrating too! I just consecrate the female bodhisattvas!"

"Hua Shen is going to trade with evil spirits again? Sell his teammates and survive? Does his teammates know any inside stories?"

When I saw Wang Hua take out the vodka.

The middle-aged female ghost was shocked, as if struck by lightning.

She thought of her alcoholic husband and crying child before she was alive.

In the middle of the night, I was wounded all over, and I spent every day with tears.

Look at yourself now, people are not ghosts or ghosts.

I don't even know why, I have to go through all this.

If... even for the last time.

The middle-aged female ghost smiled bleakly and looked at Wang Hua.

"I... still have a chance?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Hua was taken aback.

He didn't know what this female ghost suddenly went crazy.

Why do you ask such a question?

"She's talking to me?"

But the female ghost laughed louder, and the tears turned into black mist and drifted away.

The sadness on his face turned into a bitter sneer.

Staring at Wang Hua fiercely, he said word by word:

"Hehe! Men really don't have a good thing!"

Then he jumped off the cliff...

Along with her screams, a black mist dissipated in the air.

Wang Hua cautiously came to the edge of the cliff, his face stunned.

He didn't understand why the female ghost jumped.

Is it telling him the rules of the game?

really! It is true that the organizer said that it is not possible to leave the top of the mountain at dawn.

Even female ghosts are included!

But... why should she try the law by herself?

This is not reasonable at all!

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room was frantically refreshing.

"There are no waves in my heart, and every time I am shocked to no more."

"Is Brother Reasoning here? Please decrypt it!"

"Ahem! Look! The female ghost's eyes were full of melancholy just now, apparently recalling something, combined with the ring mark on her finger, it can be seen that she is a divorced woman before her death. Huashen should have insight into this. One point, it is speculated that this woman was not happy during her lifetime, and taking out the wine bottle was regarded as confirming his conjecture. The woman's heart collapsed and could not accept the experience during her lifetime, so she chose to end her ghost life. Huashen's hand is really high! You don’t have to do it yourself, it will just crash you to death!"

"Fuck! Flowing approval!"

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PS: The addition of this chapter is jointly provided by the monthly pass of Jiang (3), Gou Cai Shiwen, Void·Dream.

Uh... owed it again? ? *

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