My Daughter Played A Bad Horror Game, And My Ghost Emperor Was Exposed

"How could this tattoo appear on her body!"

"Could it be that this person sent it on purpose!?"

The more the ghost village chief thought about it, the more frightened he became.

If this is the case, there is probably no need for the Ghost B&B to exist.

It will be suppressed and annihilated in the blink of an eye!

"Ahem——"

In order to cover up his embarrassment, the ghost village head suddenly coughed twice.

The ghost energy subsided, and he turned back into his old and crooked appearance.

Under Jiang Xiaoyu's expectant gaze, the corners of his mouth twitched, his movements were stiff, and he slowly picked up a bottle of sweet milk.

Then he showed a sacrificed expression, and suddenly poured sweet milk into his mouth.

Why?

It's really delicious!

The ghost village head was slightly taken aback, and Jiang Xiaoyu didn't need to urge him.

Immediately, he grabbed the remaining sweet milk and poured it into it.

Emma~ It smells so good!

After being a ghost for so many years, he has already forgotten what is delicious.

But today, he remembered.

Of course, this was just an excuse for the ghost village chief to comfort himself.

Li Gui has no interest in human food at all.

No matter how delicious the meal is, it is no different from chewing wax in Li Gui's mouth.

This milk baby has that one as a backer.

For example, a few bottles of sweet milk, even a ton of rice, he would have to swallow it with tears.

【hint! The danger of the ghost village chief is decreasing! Currently zero percent, evaluation: no threat! 】

[Please make persistent efforts to find the clues as soon as possible! 】

[Twenty minutes left in the task time! Please pay attention to grasp! 】

All the chosen ones stood there blankly.

Listening to the prompt of the dungeon coming out of my mind, I only feel that the three views are almost about to collapse.

Such a terrifying ghost was subdued by just a few bottles of sweet milk?

And the risk is directly reduced to the minimum!

This simply never happens in horror dungeons.

"Good boy, grandpa likes your sweet milk so much, thank you for making me feel the joy of being a new person."

The ghost village chief smiled like a chrysanthemum in full bloom. While saying flattering compliments.

While speaking out all the mission information.

"The last place where Xiaofang disappeared was in the cellar at the end of the village. You can go there and look for it."

He was really scared.

Now I just want to send away Jiang Xiaoyu, the plague god.

"Oh, thank you Grandpa!"

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded, and then took out several bottles of sweet milk from his bosom.

"Grandpa, since you like it so much, let me give you a few more bottles!"

Each selected person will have a corresponding copy space.

It contains some necessary emergency items.

Like ghost tools, materials, or some food.

And after the first copy.

In order to avoid the risk of starving without sweet milk.

Jiang Xiaoyu resolutely filled a space full of sweet milk.

So giving it away now doesn't feel bad at all.

"Thank... thank you!"

The ghost village head wanted to cry, but after taking the sweet milk, he went straight to the room.

When passing by Shen Aotian's side, he gave him a hard look.

Little bastard! Draw lots and let the little princess do it?

Damn me, right?

Let's see!

"You, come with me!"

"Dare to bully such a cute little princess, the old man has to talk to you!"

The old village chief said coldly and gloomyly.

Shen Aotian:? ? ? ? ?

He shivered violently, looking at the gloomy face and terrifying appearance of the ghost village chief.

A burst of fear surged up in an instant!

"I...I..." Shen Aotian was so frightened that he almost cried and wanted to shrink back.

But seeing the icy cold eyes of the ghost village chief, he knew that he couldn't retreat, otherwise the other party would find a reason, and he would be torn to pieces in a second if he violated the rules of the game, no matter how many ghost weapons he had.

He could only bite the bullet and nodded tremblingly.

Followed the ghost village head into the room where the outside was covered with human flesh and blood sauce, and the window paper was made of human skin.

The system's notification sound also sounded—[Player Shen Aotian triggers the ghost village chief's special task: help the ghost village chief cook a dish for drinking. 】

The support from the live broadcast room Jiang Xiaoyu's water friends cheered up.

"Oh oh oh hahahaha, you deserve it, you deserve it, you want to harm our little milk baby? Isn't this the retribution!"

"Ghost Village Chief: You're fucking tricking me, aren't you!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this little black room looks scary, obviously it's a special task that's even scarier than drinking just now!"

"It's heavy, this is the ghost village chief, one of the most dangerous ghosts in the entire dungeon, even with Shen Li's protection, this Shen Aotian will have to shed his skin, and those who harm others will be punished!"

Su Qing and the ten guys who were far away in the imperial capital also snorted coldly.

Xindao deserves it.

Just now when they saw Shen Aotian, who was a dog, actually wanted to entrap Xiao Yuer, they were all ready to use special assistance at any time.

No matter how dangerous it was, no matter how high the price was, they had to save Jiang Xiaoyu as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the little baby is fine!

Precisely……

In the name of the dark underworld, even the head of the ghost village trembled and surrendered to it.

"This dark underworld... is a bit scary."

In the Nanhai conference room, the ten guys took out the smoke one by one, surrounded by clouds and mist, lost in thought and shocked.

"What does it mean for the horror world, after all?"

Shen Aotian stayed in the ghost village chief's house for a full hour before coming out.

The players headed by Zhang Ting felt chills down their spines when they saw his miserable appearance.

Shen Aotian had four fingers broken, and his buttocks were still bleeding profusely, and a large piece collapsed, as if... a piece of flesh had been dug out.

The ghost village chief snorted coldly from behind, took a sip of the wine, and chewed Shen Aotian's fingers in his mouth.

If it wasn't for the fact that this kid was hiding a ghost weapon that far surpassed the level of a game dungeon, he would have to use this kid as an appetizer anyway.

Shen Aotian's eyes were full of anger and hatred, and the severe pain made him twitch.

He tried to stop the bleeding after using a weird bandage.

What happened in the haunted house just now has become a great shadow of pain in his heart.

I can't even imagine it.

Losing four fingers and a piece of butt meat, I personally made a side dish...

He didn't want to experience this kind of nightmare again.

The hatred for Jiang Xiaoyu became even stronger.

"Let's go..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Go to the cellar."

Shen Aotian didn't dare to stay here for a second. horrible!

The barrage burst into mockery.

"This tm made his own meat as an appetizer, it's scary to look at."

"He has to thank Shen Li, otherwise, look at that ghost village head, he just rushed to kill him."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, what do you mean by the second generation of ghosts? Our little milk baby is it!"

"The false second generation of ghosts: being crippled by the ghost village head, full of psychological shadows. The real second generation of ghosts: The ghost village head can't wait to kneel down and lick it, hahahahaha."

"Facts have proved that when it comes to the background of the relationship, it has to be the little milk baby's father! Shen Li is not enough to see!"

And this scene, in the eyes of Shen Li in the villa, made him so angry that he dropped a lot of antiques.

"court death!!!!"

Angry roars resounded around.

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