The First Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Three Chapters Group Pk: Dark Night, Death Is Coming (Thirty-Seven)

Dyeing Bai: Don't believe me?

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, anyway, just play the game, eh?"

The ghost school classmates were afraid of dyeing white, and nodded as if the chickens were pecking at the rice, which was a bit desolate and pitiful.

The corners of Huan Yunyan's mouth twitched, don't look at these ghosts being pitiful in front of Miss Sister, without Miss Sister, it would be a hell on earth.

Huan Yunyan has long understood this.

Ranbai raised his delicate and slender jaw to Huan Yunyan, and said lightly, "Let's start."

Well, she also really wanted to see Huan Yunyan play games with these ghosts, eh.

"Lord Death, then, what game are we going to play?" a class leader asked timidly.

Who knows that a god of death will come back and open his mouth to play games with them.

Is this what the god of death said?

The squad leader sighed in his heart that they have never been the only ones to play games with other people, and they have never been forced to play games.

They died decades ago, but the ghosts are still in this school.

People who usually break in are very happy and can play games.

But now...

Please leave after you finish playing.

"Come casually, then, let's play a four-corner game first." Ranbai said casually.

"Okay." The squad leader replied obediently, daring not to be obedient, for fear of being obliterated.

huh.

"That, Miss, you and Nan Jiu are outside the classroom." Huan Yunyan swallowed and said eagerly.

She is very at ease when she has a young lady and she is not afraid of anything.

If the little sister is not there, she will be very scared and helpless.

"Yeah." Dyeing Bai's noble and glamorous nodded slightly, and there are live anchors who don't watch Bai Bai.

"Fuck, these ghost students are so good, I don't know how to play the four-corner game?"

"Well, isn't this a supernatural live broadcast? Why do I feel... the style is very weird? That is, isn't it scary?"

"At first glance, you are new here. The live broadcast style of the anchor is different from those of the coquettish bitches outside. It can be said to be fresh and refined. In short, the painting style is clear and strange, and I am tired of typing. Let's make up. "

"Make it up, newcomers, you have to remember, watching the live broadcast of the anchor, it is best not to watch it secretly."

"why?"

"Because I was afraid that you would be picked up by your mother for your pig-killing laughter in the middle of the night, because I once had such a lesson,

Now, I am looking at it aboveboard, do you know why? Because I got my mother in and watched the anchor live with me hehe. "

"Watching the live broadcast of the anchor, you just need to watch how the little sister abuses ghosts, and there are tons of dog food for the little sister and the little brother, oh. By the way, there is also the voice of the anchor screaming for help from the little sister. All in all, there is no terror, only ghost abuse."

"The last one should save some face for the anchor hahaha."

"Wow, the newcomer has been taught."

Huanyunyan looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room expressionlessly, mmp in his heart.

I suspect I have a bunch of fake followers.

Is she shameless?

What is the scream like killing a pig? ? ? She is clearly a little fairy who combines elegance and intelligence! !

Finally, Huan Yunyan came to a conclusion.

These fans are so blind.

"That, who are you playing games with?" The squad leader didn't hear Huan Yunyan's words, and looked at Yanbai nervously.

If he was playing a game with Lord Reaper, he felt that he might die before he succeeded, and he was scared to death.

terrible.

Just hell.