Chapter 167

Lin Qiang didn't notice the abnormality behind him. He was just surprised that the busy live studio suddenly became quiet: "why is there no movement? Do I have a network card

He Lili was stunned. Her face turned pale. Her fingers crossed the disc quickly, but she suddenly found that her hands had shaken badly. She couldn't type the words correctly several times. She was anxious and afraid. When she reacted, she found that her back had been wet, and the words in that line had been typed several times before they finally came out!

God, her fingers are stiff!!

I am little cute: behind you, behind you!!!!!!

Behind you?

Lin Qiang turns his head. In everyone's opinion, this is the most common slow motion scene in ghost films. The hero turns back unknowingly, but waiting for him behind his back is a terrible panic!

That, what is that!!!

Lin Qiang's pupils suddenly enlarged. Even though he was physically strong now, he was still scared to the blank of his head and sat there in panic.

The black shadow in front of him was like a balloon blowing, twisted and slowly gathered together. There were no facial features on the brain bag. It was dark, but he could clearly see that this thing opened its mouth and exposed two rows of serrated tusks. It seemed that it was still stained with scarlet shredded meat and swooped down at him with a pungent stench!

What, what?? Hallucinations? you must be dreaming? But, can the people in the live room see it?

This, what is this

Aunt milk, aunt milk!!!!

The sleeping girl in the next bedroom suddenly opened her eyes, and Yan Jingchen sat up. They looked at Lin Qiang's room together. The next second, Lin Jian had broken through the door. Before the dark and disgusting guy wanted to swallow Lin Qiang, he clasped his neck and pressed it directly on the table. His thin white and tender fingers tightened, and even his delicate and beautiful face became fierce and domineering.

"Bastard! I'm Lin Jian's place. You and other bastards came in casually, huh?"

The thing was directly connected by Lin Jian in front of the mobile phone lens. The fans saw it more clearly. It was black, like a black plastic bag and a rubber coat. Even without facial features, they could feel the pain of pinching the thing. The finger clasping its neck in the lens was thin and beautiful, the fingertip was slightly tilted, and a little scarlet was faintly exposed in the finger gap, It's my aunt's finger!!!

The studio blew up. What the hell's going on? Are there really ghosts in this world?? And aunt milk, this is... Catching ghosts?!!!

At this time, Lin Qiang directly grabbed his mobile phone and turned off the live broadcast. He retreated in panic. Yan Jingchen rushed in at this time, still holding a long sword in his hand, cold light, which was completely incompatible with his iron gray pajamas.

"Puppet?!" Yan Jingchen came in with a sword, his whole body stained with anger. The puppet was imprisoned by Lin Jian and had long been frightened by her breath. Now Yan Jingchen came in with anger. The trembling puppet squeaked and screamed in an instant and looked like the cry before killing a pig.

"Call your sister!" Lin Jian coldly folded his fingers and pinched the puppet out of breath. Naturally, he couldn't make a sound. He completely shrunk into a ball. What's the height of the strip and what two rows of tusks? There are floating clouds in front of Lin Jian. That's to fuck you. After all, in front of the absolute strong, all he can do is try to reduce his sense of existence, Try to prove how pollution-free and pollution-free you are!

"Zhi Zhi!!!" big man! The Lun family is just a passing slag. Please let it go!!!