Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

It smells delicious.

[Please broadcast this more often in the future. You know, it's actually my favorite show.]

[During the surprise inspection, whose face was beaming with an auntie's smile?]

[Damn, we've been spotted!]

This is the kind of adult channel we viewers should be watching!

After breakfast.

When the two returned upstairs, they found that the bloodstains in the corridor had been cleaned up completely, as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Qiang and Liu Xiaoya hadn't eaten, and no one knew where they had gone; they were nowhere to be seen.

However, Nanxi didn't care.

She opened the door and looked at the man behind her.

Although she had just eaten a full breakfast, the rich aroma lingering around her nose made her swallow again.

These are two different kinds of food.

How can we satisfy our stomachs while neglecting our bodies?

Favoritism is unacceptable.

Nanxi glanced back, then asked with a radiant smile, "Would you like to come in?"

No man could refuse such an invitation.

"Thump!"

She had just stepped inside when Nanxi felt a spinning sensation before her eyes, and she was pinned against the door.

Bai Ye's gentle breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, his voice low and husky: "Xiao Xi, may I start performing now?"

creek.

Upon hearing this familiar nickname, Nanxi was momentarily stunned.

This was Shi Yan's favorite nickname in the previous instance.

The man seemed to realize her distraction, his peach blossom eyes showing particular displeasure, but he could only gently bite her lip, uttering ambiguous words: "You're thinking about him again. So, comparing me to him, who's better?"

Is he better, or is that man named Shi Yan better?

He doesn't seem to be happy with the outcome of asking this question.

Bai Ye buried his head in resentment again and worked even harder, his domineering attitude almost drowning Nanxi in this gentle ocean.

Regardless of what happened before.

At this moment, with Xiaoxi in his arms, all Xiaoxi could think about was him.

Shirano intensified his offensive.

Nanxi raised her head and responded with difficulty, feeling waves of warmth washing over her body, making her weak and unable to muster any strength.

Their mouths mingled, their breathing gradually became more rapid, and when they were dizzy, someone picked them up in a princess carry and gently placed them on the bed, as if they were handling a precious treasure.

[That's what makes their jealous and insecure side so appealing!]

[Especially after getting jealous, I can't bear to be angry, so I can only try even harder to please them...]

[Ahhh, this is so sweet!]

[Continue playing, I'm already recording.]

[Please stop sending comments, they're interfering with my viewing!]

Almost immediately after this comment appeared, the live stream screen went black, and nothing could be seen. This immediately triggered a barrage of angry comments.

[Damn app, you just love black screens, don't you? You always get stuck at this crucial point. Believe me, I'll get someone to fix you!]

Get rid of him!

[You don't censor the scene of intestines flying everywhere, but why the hell are you censoring this harmonious scene of humans loving each other?!]

I'm so angry! I'm so angry!

[I'm going to file a complaint this time! I can't take another day of this awful life!]

Before Nanxi lost consciousness, she remembered to block out the ball in her mind.

When the block was lifted again, it was already dark, and the viewers in the live stream were finally able to see a new picture.

To be fair, the runtime is pretty good.

So all I got to do was stare at a black screen all day?

Sister Nan, just focus on eating well; you don't need to worry about whether we live or die...

【rnm, refund my money!】

Nanxi's cheeks were flushed as she went downstairs to have a meal with Baiye.

Unfortunately, due to the game rules, there's a Werewolf game at night, and everyone can only stay in their own room; two people can't share a room.

They could only reluctantly part ways after finishing their meal.

Bai Ye even suggested going to Nanxi's room that night, saying he wouldn't be afraid even if there were ghosts punishing him, but Nanxi rejected the suggestion.

When Nanxi returned to her room, she immediately found a new envelope on her pillow.

Upon opening it, I found the familiar black font inside—民 (Min).

pity.

Today, my identity is once again that of a commoner.

That would be pointless.

Feeling bored, Nanxi lay down on the bed and slept until dawn.

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Zhou Qiang's face turned pale as he stared at the extra envelope on his pillow, hesitating for a long time.

He hid in his room all day.

With just a turn of my head, I discovered an envelope on my pillow.

Damn.

He didn't want to open it, he didn't want to face what was going to happen!

If there are wolves inside, it looks dangerous, but if there are villagers inside, it doesn't mean it's safe!

"Damn it! Why is a two-star dungeon so difficult? There aren't even any clues about the dungeon quest!"

and many more!

Zhou Qiang's expression suddenly changed. How could he have forgotten that if he completed the dungeon quest, he could leave the dungeon world early!

Strictly speaking, he only needs to survive tonight. If he can find the secret of the Pearl Hotel tomorrow, he can leave this world and ignore this bullshit werewolf game!

So it's not that there's no way out!

If he can survive tonight, his chances of living are very high!

Thinking of this, Zhou Qiang felt much more relaxed and carefully stepped forward to open the envelope.

The letter was pulled out, and on it was a large red character—Wolf.

Below the large red text is a smaller line of text: If a werewolf does not kill someone at night, he will die before dawn.

He suddenly felt dizzy and could only sit motionless on the bed, stunned.

They sat there until midnight.

Zhou Qiang stiffly stood up, first went to the back of the second-floor restaurant to get two kitchen knives, and finally knocked on the manager's door with a determined look.

"Knock knock!"

The two crisp sounds were especially noticeable in the dead of night.

Zhou Qiang's hand holding the kitchen knife was trembling. He hesitated for a long time before he finally prepared himself and was about to chop down when he saw the door in front of him open on its own.

The store manager stood smiling at the door, still speaking in that stiff tone.

"Welcome, but I don't know if I should call you a guest tonight."

"Or did you choose the werewolf who killed me?"