Chen Shen had been working as a game anchor at home, and his physical fitness was not very good. After a few days, because the thirst for blood increased sharply, his lips began to turn white.
He glanced at the scattered barrages in the live broadcast room.
【The most boring part begins.】
[Above, I think this section is the most interesting. Watching people gradually being domesticated and domesticated, they can only turn into blood bags that feed Gu worms. Isn’t this more interesting than killing everyone at the beginning? 】
[Anchor, let me show you a clear path.]
Chen Shen stared at the barrage quietly. He glanced at the jar next to him. After several days of blood feeding, the Gu worms had become bright in color, with a faint red color under the black shell.
As its owner, Chen Shen's complexion is getting worse day by day.
The food given by the villagers is only for survival and will not replenish their bodies at all.
Chen Shen vaguely realized that all of them were risking their lives to feed these Gu insects.
If it continues like this, I'm afraid it won't be able to reach the final stage and it will be eaten by the Gu insects.
"...What clear path?" Chen Shen said in a low voice.
His appearance is acceptable, and he was quite famous when he was a game anchor. Many people came to the live broadcast room simply to watch him, not just to watch the game.
He can still keep his mind clear these days, largely because he has made good use of his past experience of asking for gifts from fans, and has received a lot of rewards. He can barely survive by relying on his points to exchange for props in the mall.
Others around him could no longer hold on.
[Ha, anchor, the announcement should have said this at the beginning, right? In addition to following the rules, there is a faster way to clear the level? 】
The barrage clicks to the end, avoiding all words that would be blocked.
Chen Shen breathed a little faster. He stared at the barrage, and many people behind him started to gloat [Hahahaha].
Of course he remembered what the other way was.
When there is only one player left in the world, this player will automatically pass the level.
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no doubt.
This priest really doesn't understand Chinese very well.
So when Sang Qi brazenly shouted "goudan" in his ear, the priest just sat there and thought for a moment.
He agreed.
After all, the poems Sang Qi said seemed very artistic.
Logically speaking, the young priest should be the stronger of the two, but Sang Qi has always been unscrupulous in doing things. Ninety-nine percent stability and one percent sudden wealth, she will definitely choose the rear.
"...You and I are not cooperating." The young priest reminded her with a frown.
Sang Qi smiled and nodded: "I know."
But since he wanted to use her, he had to keep her.
As long as she is alive, nothing is terrible.
One day, when the young man lowered his eyes to practice the Gu, Sang Qi walked in from the door unsteadily. She stood three steps away from the young priest and looked at the little black snake entwined in his hand.
The black snake hovering around the young man's forearm was no more than the thickness of a finger. The whole body was black and shiny, and the top of the head had a faint blood-red color. The black snake shuttled between the young man's fingers, spitting snake letters at Sang Qi from time to time.
"Your Gu?" Sang Qi came closer.
The young man raised his eyes to look at her and said in a calm tone: "I have been fed with blood since I was a child, and it has some resonance with me."
He paused.
"If it is anywhere, I can find it in thousands of mountains and rivers."
Sang Qi understood that it was similar to positioning.
She was not interested in this, and even though she was not convinced by the Gu insect, she never caused trouble for herself, so naturally she would not touch the priest's Gu at will.
The girl turned around and walked aside, found a seat and sat down, yawning softly.
The dark and penetrating eyes glanced over without emotion. The cold and indifferent temperament around the girl when she was not speaking was very deceiving. Even if she was just sitting casually, she still seemed out of tune with everything around her.
"Your Gu looks small, but it's very poisonous." Sang Qi commented.
The black snake hovering in the priest's hand was much smaller than the others in the village, but the threat to Sang Qi only increased.
The young man hummed, noncommittal.
"Everyone in the village is raising voodoos, but the strength of the voodoos seems to be inconsistent. Is it because the blood they feed is different, or is it mixed with other reasons?" The girl looked up, her eyes bright and free of any impurities.
Seems just curious.
The young man glanced at it and suddenly understood.
Yes, Sang Qi had a sense of alienation from the world. Even when he was smiling, he seemed far away.
Just like the statue of the goddess enshrined in the temple.
She seems to be born with an aura of holiness that cannot be blasphemed.
It is precisely this demeanor and appearance that keeps fooling those brainless fools outside.
He had never believed it, and he had a little hesitation at this moment.
"If you are interested, you can investigate on your own." The priest's tone was as indifferent as ever, his beautiful face was as cold as ice, as if he thought of something, and he raised his lips with a little childish innocence: "...if
If you can live."
Sang Qi seemed to notice something, he raised his eyes as if he was feeling something, and met the young man's scrutinizing eyes.
She did not dodge, and gave the young man a curved smile.
The girl's eyes were very bright, which the young priest noticed the first time he saw her. They were like clear black grapes, and they reminded him of the goddess enshrined in the village.
How could someone...seem to be walking out of the goddess statue?
Sang Qi always knew how to read people's hearts. The young man didn't even say anything, so she stood up and walked to him. The girl's eyebrows were curved, with a hint of bewitching, and her tone of voice changed in eighteen twists.
"Maybe I really am a goddess?"
The priest turned to look at her. The young man's beautiful and magnificent appearance was quite aggressive. He gently raised his slender white fingers and pinched Sang Qi's chin.
The boy leaned forward gently, his lips almost touching her ears.
He blew slowly into Sang Qi's ear.
Sang Qi shrank subconsciously and felt goosebumps all over his body. He saw it so accurately. How did he know that her ears were too sensitive and she didn't dare to be touched easily.
Before she could say anything, she felt the young man gently caressing her face.
The young man stepped back a little and spoke in a tone without any emotion.
"If you really are..."
"The first thing I do is kill you."
He called out word by word.
"——Sang Qi."
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Sang Qi's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at the live broadcast room from the corner of his eye.
[Sihasha, why do I think the little priest looks so sexy when he speaks harshly, and his hand is still on the host’s face!]