You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

Good heavens, Brother Long's backyard is on fire!

[The wife confronts the mistress? I love this kind of plot!]

However, the female ghost wasn't a mistress...

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with countless comments from people who loved watching the drama unfold.

Just as that ghostly claw, imbued with sinister coldness, was about to touch the directionally challenged man's skin.

A barely visible shadow suddenly appeared from behind the directionally challenged person.

It's that female ghost who latched onto the directionally challenged girl on the bus, named "Ah Xiu".

Now, she's being suppressed as a mistress and has no choice but to reveal herself.

Ah Xiu's wet, long hair formed a fragile barrier, barely blocking the directionally challenged man's neck.

But the ghost bride's claws only touched it lightly, and the barrier made of long hair instantly crumbled.

Ah Xiu's phantom let out a silent scream. Her entire soul was violently shaken by the violent baleful aura, and its color became even more transparent, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

She was devastated by the blow and shrank back in terror behind the directionally challenged man, no longer daring to peek out.

too weak.

In the face of the ghost bride, who has already materialized and is brimming with possessiveness, she is like a newborn kitten facing a tiger descending from the mountain.

The ghostly claw tore through the barrier without stopping and continued to grab at the directionally challenged man.

It's all over.

The directionally challenged man closed his eyes in despair.

"Don't touch my brother!"

A loud shout rang out in the cramped coffin shop!

The Berserker Dragon suddenly leaped out of the coffin, directly confronting the Ghost Bride's claws, powerful enough to shatter stone tablets, with his own chest.

"Pfft—!"

The sound of claws piercing flesh clearly echoed throughout the entire live stream room.

The hearts of all the viewers clenched.

Blood seeped out from under his black fingernails, staining Brother Long's already tattered clothes red.

The crimson color stood out starkly against Brother Long's deathly pale skin.

However, the Berserk Dragon didn't utter a single groan of pain, nor did he even take a single step back.

The moment the ghost claw pierced his body, his hands, trembling with weakness, suddenly unleashed astonishing power, gripping the ghost bride's wrist tightly.

Then, he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

The professional trait of "living off a woman" is activated!

"young married woman!"

Brother Long's voice was hoarse, filled with uncontrollable pain and gasping for breath.

"Give me some face!"

"Those are our own people! They're our brothers!"

Warm blood flowed down the wound and soaked the ghost bride's hand.

The abundant and pure yang energy belonging to Brother Long, mixed with his life force, was transmitted to her.

The ghost bride's violent movements suddenly froze, and the eyes beneath her red veil, which had been flashing with a crazed red light, began to fluctuate violently.

She sensed Brother Long's familiar presence, the very nourishment she relied on for survival.

It was also the scent of her... possessions.

The warmth of her embrace, the mingling of their blood, and the familiar yet painful screams in her ears poured over the ghost bride's rampaging rage.

The red light in her eyes gradually faded under Brother Long's embrace and the soothing effect of his blood.

His frenzied killing intent was gradually replaced by a cold possessiveness and a trace of confusion.

The ghost bride's hands, which had been piercing Brother Long's chest, slowly loosened, leaving a trail of blood droplets.

The wound is not deep.

But for Brother Long, whose health was already almost depleted, this was like adding insult to injury.

The ghost bride raised her head and, through the red veil, "looked" at the man in her arms whose face was even more unsightly than a ghost's.

Then her gaze swept past Brother Long's shoulder, coldly sweeping one last time over the directionally challenged man trembling behind him, and the "mistress" behind him who had faded into oblivion.

That look in his eyes was full of disdain and warning, as if he looked down on this weakling.

After doing all this, she calmed down and obediently leaned against Brother Long's chest, like a cat whose fur had finally been stroked.

But this cat almost killed someone just now.

"Huff... huff..."

The crisis is over.

As Long Ge's tense nerves relaxed, a strong sense of weakness and excruciating pain instantly swept over his entire body.

His vision went black, his body swayed, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

[Warning: Your health has dropped to 3%!]

[Warning: You have entered a "near-death" state!]

[Warning: Your "Yin-Yang Imbalance" negative effect has been aggravated, temporarily reducing your maximum health by 50%!]

A series of red system notifications flashed frantically in Brother Long's eyes.

Lu Zhixing and the experienced driver beside him stared at the surreal scene before them, which could be described as the best "marital mediation" of the year, speechless for a long time.

The federal live stream room also exploded after three seconds of silence.

[Holy crap! Brother Long is awesome! He'd go to great lengths for his brothers, but he'd stab himself in the back for his wife!]

[Relying on a woman's money is the most dangerous thing!]

[My poor Long Ge, he just recovered from his post-coital period and now he's been completely drained again...]

[Hey, can't you speak properly? This is called selfless dedication!]

Inside the coffin shop.

Brother Long held on to his last breath and did not collapse.

He cannot fall.

If he falls ill, his wife will probably go crazy.

He forced a smile as he looked at the directionally challenged man, who was filled with guilt and lingering fear.

"Brother...brother, it's alright..."

Before he could finish speaking, he could no longer hold on, his body went limp, and he collapsed straight down.

The ghost bride immediately helped Brother Long up and carefully laid him back down in the coffin. Then she stood guard by the coffin, coldly watching everyone in the shop.

The meaning is very clear.

My man needs to rest.

Anyone who dares to disturb us will die!

The atmosphere in the coffin shop instantly plummeted to freezing point.

The raging dragon was lying in the coffin, and the bleeding from his chest had stopped.

But his face was as white as an A4 sheet of paper, he was breathing very little and exhaling very much, and he looked like he might kick the bucket at any moment.

The ghost bride stood motionless like a door god, exuding a chilling aura that warned strangers to stay away.

The water ghost's sister-in-law squatted in the corner with her knees drawn up to her chest, still with that indifferent expression.

The coffin shop owner huddled behind the counter, wishing he could disappear into the cracks in the wood.

He was even thankful that he wasn't a female ghost, otherwise the ghost bride would have torn him apart as soon as she was promoted.

The person with a terrible sense of direction stood at the doorway, unsure whether to go in or back out.

"Master...Master," the directionally challenged man looked at Lu Zhixing for help, "What...what do we do?"

Lu Zhixing frowned.

Given Brother Long's current condition, let alone continuing his exploration, his very survival is in question.

The ghost bride, this unstable "nuclear weapon," has now become a ticking time bomb that no one can touch.

Why did she react so strongly to you?

Lu Zhixing didn't answer the directionally challenged man's question; instead, he looked behind him.

"What exactly is that thing on your back?"

this is the key of the problem.

Ninety-nine percent of the Ghost Bride's hostility stemmed from the female ghost behind the directionally challenged girl.

"I...I really don't know!" The directionally challenged girl almost cried, repeating herself.

"I was on the bus, and seeing how pitiful she was, I shared half of my steamed bun with her..."

Just then, a weak, timid female voice with a slight stutter rang in the directionally challenged man's mind.

"I...I'm called Ah Xiu...I...I'm not a bad person..."

The directionally challenged person suddenly realized something.

"She...she spoke to me!"

The directionally challenged man pointed to his back in alarm.

Lu Zhixing's eyes flickered.

"What did she say?"

"She said her name was Ah Xiu, and that she wasn't a bad person," the directionally challenged man honestly repeated.

"Ask her what she did in life and why she followed you," Lu Zhixing calmly instructed.

The directionally challenged man swallowed hard and silently repeated Lu Zhixing's question to himself.

A moment later, he raised his head with a strange expression.

"She said... she was a blind woman who died in a flood."

"Because the steamed bun I gave her had... a little bit of the yang energy of a living person, and she felt warm from it, so she followed me."