Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

The audience in the live broadcast room were all staring at Xiaorui's hand that reached under the bed. The moment he reached in, everyone seemed to be counting the time silently.

3!

2!

1!

When the silent count reached 1, Xiaorui slowly pulled her hand back when she saw Jiang Ye nodding.

Before letting go, Jiang Ye asked a question that many people didn't quite understand.

He asked: "Xiaorui, was the relationship between the four of you really good before?"

Xiaorui's answer is yes.

At this moment, she slowly pulled out her hand, and it completely left the area under the bed. However, the audience in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from the previous grimace incident, every step of Jiang Ye's instructions were not without purpose.

So they were really worried that something scary would come out from under the bed after Xiaorui took out her hand.

Even Xiaorui couldn't help but let out a breath, but what made her completely unprepared was that just halfway through her breath, a pair of hands full of blood suddenly appeared from under the bed.

Xiaorui opened her mouth wide and was about to shout, but Jiang Ye's voice was extremely stern and shouted: "Don't make a sound. If she gets scared back, this matter will be in trouble!"

The scream was swallowed back, and Xiaorui kept taking deep breaths to adjust her emotions.

But the person crawling out from under the bed made Xiaorui even more panicked. Especially when the head appeared, the broken but empty head, how could Xiaorui not know how to crawl out from under the bed? Who is it!

Qingqing!

The roommate who tore off his face while sitting on the roof a few days ago, and then jumped off the tall building to end his life!

Seeing Qingqing running in front of her little by little, Xiaorui's body was trembling.

She looked nervously at the live broadcast room, seeking Jiang Ye's help.

Just listen to Jiang Ye whisper: "Xiao Rui, go and help her up, help her to the table and put the bronze mirror under Ayu's table in front of her. By the way, you can put on makeup, right?"

"Yes... yes." Xiaorui replied.

"Okay, let her sit down before putting makeup on her. Don't worry about what her face looks like. You just need to put on makeup as normal. Do you understand?"

Jiang Ye ordered, Xiaorui's head was pounding like garlic.

But looking at Qing Qing lying on the ground with a pool of blood, she still couldn't muster the courage to help her.

Jiang Ye didn't rush her and gave her some buffering time.

Finally, Xiaorui knelt down, holding back her fear and holding Qingqing's arm.

The latter's head was always lowered, and her face was not photographed by the mobile phone.

I saw Xiaorui helping her step by step to the dressing table and setting up the simple-looking bronze mirror.

But when Xiaorui looked directly at Qingqing's face, she was frightened to tears again.

"Okay, let's put makeup on her. Remember to paint her carefully. This is a girl who needs to be beautiful when she is alive. If you can't do this makeup well, you have to go to Ayu's village. "

As Jiang Ye said, Xiaorui hurriedly picked up the cosmetics on the table and began to apply powder on the bloody face.

After applying powder, you still need to apply eyebrows, eyeliner, blush, and lipstick.

After applying lipstick, Jiang Ye said again: "comb her hair."

"Oh, okay."

Xiaorui may have adapted a little, so she doesn't seem so scared at the moment.

He picked up a comb, stood behind Qingqing, and then helped her comb her messy hair little by little.

The audience in the live broadcast room was already in shock when Xiaorui was putting on Qingqing's makeup.

At this moment, when Qing Qing's head was slightly raised as he was combing his hair, it made countless people's scalps tingle.

But people who like to search for supernatural events late at night to seek excitement are probably also fans of plasma movies. If the scenes in the live broadcast room are treated as a movie, they will obviously feel much better in their hearts.

However, with her hair combed, it became even more attractive.

Every time the comb passed through the hair, a lot of hair fell on Xiaorui's hand.

As more and more hair fell out, Xiaorui's tears fell again due to disappointment.

"What should I do, brother anchor, her hair keeps falling out!"

"Qingqing loves beauty so much. She used to be the most beautiful girl in our dormitory. If I lose her hair, she will pester me!"

Jiang Ye's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, she understands you, just keep combing her hair. You have to move faster, it's going to be dawn soon."

"Okay, I...I know."

Xiaorui continued to do as she was told, and soon the hair that had fallen out slowly disappeared.

Even at this moment in the live broadcast room, many viewers were frantically scrolling through the screen.

"Look, the face... the face is slowly coming out!"

"Incredible, simply incredible, Qingqing's face is recovering!"

"She was really beautiful. It's such a pity to die. It's really such a pity!"

A very handsome face in the bronze mirror was taking shape little by little. Although the face was pale and without any blood, the good-looking face could still be distinguished even if the facial features had lost the color.

When Xiaorui watched her familiar roommate's face completely recover, the movements of her hands finally began to slow down.

But inexplicably, Jiang Ye's extremely cold voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

"Try one more step forward!"

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