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But very quickly, the scene in his mind changed. The one that appeared was a naked woman, Zhou Xue.

Zhou Xue's body emitted a gentle red light before slowly enveloping me.

I didn't understand why such a scene would appear when I was about to lose my life. However, after the red light enveloped me, my strength recovered significantly. I immediately pulled back my arm instinctively.

She heard a mournful cry by her ear. She felt as if something had been ironed. This sound definitely wasn't Tang Rou's.

It was the ghost of the white man.

I sat up. Although I still felt dizzy, I could see the white ghost constantly emitting black auras. My expression was extremely pained as I forcefully tore at my throat. Following that, an even greater amount of black aura gushed out.

In just a few seconds, the ghost that almost sucked me dry just now had vanished like smoke in thin air. A few greyish white light spots had been absorbed by me.

As the white light entered his body, the weakness of his body quickly eased up.

I didn't have time to look at the screen and quickly bent down to check Tang Rou's condition.

Tang Rou's eyes were closed, but her chest was moving up and down, making me feel relieved.

This at least proved that Tang Rou wasn't in any danger.

But Tang Rou didn't have any reaction?

What was going on?

[What is the streamer doing? Is he driving away ghosts for Tang Rou and her sister?]

[Didn't the ghost just die?]

[How did that ghost get screwed, and somehow self-destruct?]

I patted my head. I really had lost my mind. It wasn't good to use yellow talismans on her, which meant that Tang Rou's body no longer had any filth on it.

I opened my bag and found a bottle of mineral water. I chugged down two mouthfuls and spat out the rest onto Tang Rou's face.

Simply put, this move was quite useful. Tang Rou immediately cried out in alarm and opened her eyes.

"What are you doing? Why are you spraying me with saliva?"

Tang Rou reached out her hands and wiped her face. The floor was originally covered in dust.

"I admit defeat with this makeup skill."

[Even if Tang Rou is making makeup, I like her.]

[That's right, we were looking at their chests in the first place.]

"What just happened?" Tang Rou wasn't stupid. She knew that the way she had turned out must have been dirty.

I quickly told her everything that had happened.

"This thing is really too powerful, to actually turn into my appearance to deceive you?" But why didn't he sneak attack you in the beginning and kill you? "

Tang Rou's words caught my attention, which was true. In the beginning, I didn't even suspect if the person beside me was a human or a ghost.

If that thing really wants to kill me, there are countless opportunities to do so. Why wait until I'm exposed before making a move?

It soon occurred to me that ever since I had arrived at the second floor, the ghost had been guiding me in my search.

"Is that thing trying to take me upstairs somewhere?" I looked at Tang Rou with uncertainty.

"Will today's live broadcast continue?" Tang Rou asked.

I looked at the time. It's only been half an hour since I entered this building. The atmosphere in the room was extremely lively. Most of the people were urging me to continue moving upwards.

Although what happened tonight was already done, there was still a rule for the live broadcast.

In order to maintain my standing and popularity, I have to persevere for at least an hour a day. That is to say, right now, I can only continue to explore upwards; there is no other way.

[The streamer continues to play. He killed quite a few people in the orphanage, but only met one who submitted?]

[Do you guys still have any humanity left in you? Didn't you see that the two of them almost lost their lives?]

[Is that female anchorwoman here for the month?]

This message left me flabbergasted. A God really appeared in the comments section. Could it be that even the streamer's menstrual cycle could be seen?

"How did he know?" What is this Snowflake doing? "

Snow?

I looked and saw that the comment was indeed from that relatively active Snow Flower. This should be the ID of a woman, and every comment made me feel as if I was in the clouds. Its mysteriousness was not at all inferior to that of Taoist Laoshan.

On the contrary, that Taoist Laoshan had given up, and there was no news of him on WeChat.

I asked, with great interest, as I ambled along.

"How did you know the female anchorwoman was having a period?"

[There must be a reason, don't be like that, women will always have a few days every month.]

[You claim to be a Ghost Master. You don't even understand such simple logic. The special ability in your body is ineffective against Tang Rou. It's not because it's weak, but because it's limited and can be used.]

Looking at this line of comment, I was once again dumbfounded. The special ability that the other party was referring to, could it be the demonic red lotus on my lower abdomen?

This is my secret, and there is only one person in this world who knows about it, and that is Zhou Xue.

Snow … Could it be?

There was a snow in both of these names, and in addition to what happened last night in the middle of the night, I couldn't help but suspect that this was the identity of the snow floating in the air.

So I immediately sent a quiet message to the other person, but there was no response.

"Thank you for the reminder." After replying, there was no more news from the other party.

At this moment, Tang Rou was already holding the cone made from the heart of the locust tree in her hand. She pointed to the end of the corridor and whispered.

"Just now, did you see a shadow float past you?"

"What shadow?" I quickly flashed my flashlight forward. There was only dust on the floor and a few closed doors.

"Perhaps I'm seeing things, but let's still be careful."

Tang Rou leaned against my side and pressed her shoulder against my arm. She could feel the warmth coming from her body, which made me feel a bit more at ease.

I calculated that if I could hold on for less than half an hour, tonight's mission would be over.