Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

After hearing his voice.

A cowardly figure walked out.

"Ghost child?" was a little surprised by Alessa.

The plague doctor's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be playing something behind his back.

"Ma Ma..."

the little ghost milked, and kept approaching Tang Ping.

Because he couldn't see, Tang Ping could only judge by feeling.

Combined with Alesha's words just now, this milky ghost child in front of him...

It is likely that it is the child that the red umbrella has been looking for

, although it seems harmless to humans and animals, but it is not enough to prevent this little ghost from suddenly sneaking up.

Both Alesha and the plague doctor came over to stop it, but were stopped by Tang Ping.

"It doesn't matter. "

At this time.

An icy aura climbed onto Tang Ping's body.

Finally rode on his shoulders.

"Mama..."

[Ding!]

[Successfully helped Red Umbrella find her child!] The

icy system prompt sounded on time.

Tang Ping raised the corners of his mouth slightly, just as he thought.

As the task was completed, his eyes finally saw some light.

But everything is very blurry, and it is somewhat similar to the situation of patients with high myopia.

Not often.

The excited screams of the red umbrellas came from the building.

Everyone present was stunned.

This ghost actually screams when he is happy....

After finding the child, Red Umbrella's attitude towards Tang Ping was much kinder.

After expressing his gratitude, he came with the child.

When leaving.

The little ghost looked at Tang Ping with reluctance, and seemed to really treat him as his own family.

Ghost.

It doesn't seem to be all about killing and spreading fear....

Originally, Tang Ping was already able to walk freely in a state of blindness.

Now that I have regained some eyesight, I can walk even more like I am walking on the ground.

......

Deep in the world in the brain.

The bald man frantically waved the double knife in his hand.

Kill monster after monster.

But endless monsters keep popping up, as if there is no end to it.

Even he was already exhausted and panting.

He knew he was probably in the same situation as last time.

The other party has abilities similar to that of the other space.

Just gasped for a moment.

Several nurses with swollen faces with twisted faces and beautiful figures rushed over again.

They held their daggers high and plunged them into the bald man's body.

"Ah, bastard!!" The

sting made the bald man sober up a little, and he cut off several twisted heads with a swing of the knife.

However, some terrifying figures appeared one after another.

The triangular-headed monster, the woman with a huge searchlight, the huge palm that broke through the ground...

All

this is the product of Tang Ping's subconscious.

The bald man gasped, and a flash of despair flashed under his eyes.

Right at this moment.

One of the pair of machetes in his hand suddenly disappeared in place!

... Commercial Building.

At this time, Tang Ping and his party had already left here.

The strange shadow came here, and a machete slowly appeared in his hand.

It was the one where the bald man disappeared.

The moment he held the machete, the bald man in the world in his mind suddenly froze.

The tired demeanor was swept away, and the eyes became more indifferent.

The whole person seems to have changed someone.

The phantom shadow below the building sensed it and immediately chased it in one direction.

......

Tang Ping successfully completed many interesting tasks along the way.

For example, helping the ghost old woman cross the street, helping the ghost owner of the convenience store to sell things forcibly, and so on.

His vision has almost recovered.

At this time.

He is competing with a bloody ghost to jump off a building.

The followers and Scar Man stood side by side not far away, as if they had long been used to it.

"Compared with jumping off the building, it's really worthy of being an evil god..." Luo Xing's eyes were full of worship.

Alesha pouted: "You are wrong, he is actually a wall-hanger, and the jumping ghost will lose in another way even if he wins..." As

a fan who has watched the live broadcast, Alesha knows Tang Ping better than others.

Knowing the horror of that man....

The plague doctor was puzzled: "What is a wall?"

But the word "hanging on the wall" is very unfamiliar.

After listening to Alesha mention it several times, she finally couldn't help but ask.

But Alesha left him hanging and didn't pay attention to him.

The scar man suddenly spoke, "It's like a man who told you to believe in science, and then turned around and flew away."

"Poof!"

both Alesha and Luo Xing couldn't help it.

The plague doctor was still at a loss, apparently not understanding at all.

At this time, Tang Ping and the jumping ghost had already jumped down together.

The wind howled, and the body kept falling.

The jumping ghost even had the leisure to twist his neck and glance at Tang Ping.

The eyes are full of banter.

At the moment when he was about to land, Tang Ping suddenly changed into a triangular head suit.

Two loud bangs.

The jumping ghost who fell into the mash slowly twitched, but the triangle head had already stood up.

The joints on his body clicked, and his injuries were all healed.

The two-meter-long rust knife pressed against the neck of the jumping ghost who had just climbed up.

"You lose. The

jumping ghost was full of resentment and let out a low roar.

The next moment, the heads were separated.

The hideous head rolled to the ground.

But weirdness obviously can't be killed with this method.

The bloody headless body began to search for its own head.

The triangular head was stabbed into the skull and nailed to the ground.

I can cut you into pieces and play with you slowly..."

The headless body suddenly trembled.

The icy tone finally sounded.

[

Jump off the building to win!]

Although it sounds a little weird.

But Tang Ping's vision became completely clear.

Scarlet eyes lit up, and he opened his hands to breathe freely.

"Be careful!!" then

suddenly came an exclamation from above the roof.

A phantom silently appeared behind Tang Ping, holding aloft a scimitar glowing with black light.

Fast as lightning cut down.

"Wha-" A

deep bone scar appeared on Tang Ping's back.

And the perimeter collapsed to varying degrees.

He immediately turned back and saw for the first time what the so-called world controller looked like.

There are countless streamers floating on the phantom's body, which are actually formed by the aggregation of countless data codes.

Tang Ping swung the rusty big knife vigorously, blocking his waist and slashing at the phantom.

However, the rust knife passed through the opponent's body without causing any damage.

It's like paddling across water.

There were only some ripples.

"Ignore any attack..." The

speed of the collapse became faster and faster, and Tang Ping finally turned into countless fragments and disappeared.

"Lord Evil

God!!" "Lying God

!" "Sir!!"

The followers on the top of the building turned red in their eyes and turned and rushed down.

Scar Man sat down on the ground with a lost soul: "Everything is over, even his re-emergence as an evil god has failed..."

(PS: Thank you for everything but my worst God certification and 30 reminders!