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After the chest tightness disappeared, A Zhu continued to lie on the bed, but unfortunately he was completely drowsy. With his hands on the back of his head, he remembered what happened today.

"Speaking of which, among the three teams, the Hell Return team seems to be the strongest. Everyone is calm. Although the shadow puppets are almost analytical, they have a very good personality. And depending on her situation, it seems that the Hell Return team is responsible for the force. "

"Uh……"

"There are three men and one woman, but the woman is responsible for the force. Telling others about this kind of thing will probably be laughed at, right?"

"Journey back from hell, this name is very good! We actors are like people who accidentally fell into hell. We gather together to find our way home."

"It's just... Qian Jiangyue is a bit weird and seems to be sick... Although it is not annoying, he can choose a better and appropriate way to present his opinions and opinions, which can avoid a lot of troubles, but he does not, but directly Express your doubts."

"Perhaps this is his character. Like Cang Yi, he will be much more peaceful. He has a reassuring temperament. It looks like he is a member of the Hell Return team. At least the other three will give him face. Of course, Qianjiang Except month..."

The faces of the four people returning from **** appeared in A Zhu's mind, and then he began to label the four people in his mind that he thought was worthy of attention.

When he is bored, A Zhu likes to do this to make himself fall asleep again.

...

At the same time, Qiancang opened his eyes suddenly in Room 603.

The feeling of being peeped made him wake up directly, and in his mind, the cue of the **** movie sounded.

[Attention, you have received the attention of the Secret God. 】

Mystic concern?

Qiancang sighed.

After turning his head, he was surprised to find that a purple-black whirlpool appeared on the desk next to his bed, and countless small silk threads protruded from the whirlpool, forming a face pattern next to him.

"Do you want to be my servant?" A colorful bubble flew out of the purple-black whirlpool.

What's up? Can you show up without summoning?

Qiancang thought.

Another bubble flew out, "If you become my servant, I will let you manage my soul library, which contains everything you want, the human souls of countless worlds, knowledge, and... the power of immortality, all everything of."

"Can I ask you something?" Qian Cangyi did not directly refuse.

"Yes." The bubble flew out.

"I obviously didn't call you, why are you here?" Qiancang glanced at the constantly floating and changing face.

The face composed of countless silk threads can be changed almost arbitrarily.

"I just collected a soul and noticed your trace, so I ask you by the way." The colored bubbles floated to Qiancang's ear before bursting.

This gave Qian Cang Yi the illusion that the Secret God was whispering to himself.

"Why do you want me to be your servant?" Qiancang could communicate when he saw the other party, but he didn't immediately refuse.

In this unclear situation right now, if you can put something out, you put out something.

"Your soul is more interesting."

"That's it."

Two bubbles flew out.

"Can I ask how many servants you have?" Qian Cangyi did not make a statement, and continued to ask calmly.

Hearing this question, the silk thread that made up the face instantly retracted into the purple-black whirlpool.

"Secret. As long as you become my servant, you will know."

"Before you die, you can voluntarily become my servant, call me, and I will appear."

When these two bubbles appeared, the purple-black vortex gradually shrank, and the colored silk thread retracted into it.

After the purple-black vortex disappeared, Qiancang found a blue silk thread on the desk that was constantly floating. He had seen this thread in the Guangyin Tomb.

He frowned, stretched out his right hand to grab the blue silk thread, and then pulled it hard.

A familiar feeling came, and the flow of time around him began to slow down. Intuitively, it seemed that his speed had become faster.

After a while, the blue thread broke, and everything around returned to normal.

"Because of this?" Qiancang withdrew his hand, "servant? Sorry, I don't have this idea now."

...

At Yuhao Hotel, Wei Shengjin got up from the bed, he couldn't sleep.

He had nightmares, and the horror of the past still resurfaced in his mind from time to time. Until now, he still can't figure out why things turned out like this.

At that time, ten actors were struggling to survive in an abandoned factory. After the deaths of two people, an actor found out that the ghost could be dressed as an actor. Of course, it was just appearance, but in the circumstances at the time, even just In this way, the ugliness of human nature is still displayed to the fullest.

The actors who were also called brothers and sisters one second before began to stab each other in the back in the next second.

The more people die, the odds of survival are getting slimmer.

Wei Shengjin, who had only survived an accident, no longer believed in humans, and the pain at that time still makes him unbearable in retrospect.

Cheating, betraying, calculating each other.

The interweaving of sin and evil, the sinking of life and death, all the praiseworthy virtues disappeared without a trace that night.

What's ridiculous is that, except for the two at the beginning, all the people who died afterwards were made by the actors. After surviving, Wei Shengjin realized that he was able to survive, perhaps because the ghost's kill limit was only two.

After killing the two, the ghost will no longer be able to directly harm the actors.

It is precisely because of this that ghosts have become the most ‘kind’ actors in the subsequent relationships.

"Perhaps this is the nature of human beings. As long as they stand the test a little, they will reveal their ugly truth." Wei Shengjin sighed.

He knows that in **** movies, the same scenes are performed all the time.

The reason why some actors can get along with each other in peace is only because they have not yet encountered a moment when they need to test their humanity.

"Speaking of which, can I survive this movie? The people on the rest of the team also look very strong. In this way, the probability of survival should be very high, right?" Wei Shengjin opened the window ~www.wuxiaspot.com~night The wind blew the tips of his hair.

"I must survive!" he said to himself.

...

In Room 410 of Quanyun Apartment, the cat tossed on the bed and couldn't sleep.

"Golden died like this, will it be me next?" The cat covered his head with a quilt.

She is a timid person who can survive, with the help of other actors in addition to good luck.

The cat is not a strong teammate, but he will not drag back. In fact, in **** movies, as long as he has this level of ability, he already has the possibility of cooperation.

"The rest of the actors are so strong. It would be great if I could be as strong as them. Sister A always tells me not to force it, but can I not force it?" The cat sighed, "I also want to be capable of bringing the rest Actors who have been pulled back from the edge of life and death, I want to hear other people’s thanks and praise." 2k读网