Bundled Live Broadcast: I told you not to go too crazy!

He opened his arms to block Shi Yunan, and without him realizing it, cold tears flowed down his face.

Ximaisa screamed heartbreakingly: "Eat me if you want! It's my fault! All this is caused by me!"

If I had known it earlier, I would have known it earlier!

What should I have known earlier...

However, the crazy monsters ignored him and pushed Ximesa away and continued to bite him.

Soon, the back, arms, thighs, and any place with flesh was eaten by the monsters.

Shi Yunan's limbs were torn apart, and the stitched wounds were torn open, revealing the bright red internal organs and the still beating heart.

The blade of Yin Yang's sword was about to break, and he went crazy seeing this scene.

The spiritual power was completely raging and squeezing and surging wildly in his body. His body seemed to be broken and rebuilt, but he seemed not to feel any pain.

Yin Yang dropped the sword in his hand, and regardless of the bites of other monsters, he hugged Shi Yunan's body, which was only a skeleton left, in his arms.

It's over, it's completely over now.

Once again, the adults died.

Tears fell from Yin Yang's beautiful eyes, and with a plop, they fell onto the blood-red and white skeleton.

He wanted to scream, but then he realized that his throat was extremely dry, swollen and painful, so he screamed silently.

After the fresh flesh and blood were gone, the crazy monsters slowly stopped their riot, and their confused looks gradually returned to clarity.

Then they saw the scarlet ground covered with blood and rotten flesh, and Ximaisa looked at them with deep hatred.

"Brother Maisa..." Xixi and the others suddenly spoke.

"Don't call me! Get out of here!"

Ximaisa was greatly traumatized and his heart was aching. He couldn't bear to think that Shi Yunan had died like this.

Moreover, he was torn to death by the people he once adopted.

He waited so hard for the adults to be reborn, but he died again.

Ximaisa choked with sobs, his heart filled with regret and pain.

On Kuize's side, after seeing that Shi Yunan was really dead, he burst into laughter.

"Old Te, you actually guessed it right, hahahahaha, this game is set up brilliantly."

I don't know when the sky outside the circus turned completely dark, and the thick colors were like ink, completely covering up something.

A fat figure appeared at the door. He was wearing a suit, a black top hat, and holding a brown scepter in his hand.

There was a hint of smile on his face, a businessman's shrewdness in his eyes, and two mustaches on his thick lips.

Seeing this familiar person, Lina shuddered involuntarily, as if it was a physical instinct, and immediately squatted on the ground with her head in her hands.

Her fingers were slender but rough, and stained with dried brown-red blood plasma.

Hearing Kuize's words, Tebuni also laughed.

"It's all thanks to Master Kui's help, otherwise how could I succeed?"

When Ximaisa heard the familiar voice, he looked up at Tebuni's position in disbelief.

"You...it's you!"

The owner of the circus, Acron.

"Ximeisha, I said before that you are a rare talent with great potential, but it's a pity...ah"

Yakron shook his head and sighed softly, but the expression on his face looked playful and sarcastic.

"Aren't you trapped outside and unable to come in?!"

Ximaisa gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

After he burned down the circus, everyone died, just as their memories were about to fade away.

A god appeared and replicated the scene here, turning it into a new copy world.

Everyone was experiencing the pain of their previous life over and over again in an endless cycle, even though many humans came in and let them taste delicious food.

But they are still in pain.

Until one day, another god landed here.

After feeling their pain, the gods saved them from their suffering with just a simple move.

Ximaisa always remembered that figure, a pair of beautiful black wings that were so powerful that they could almost cover the sky and the sun, and a handsome face that seemed to be carved by magic.

The ink-black eyes just stared at them quietly, which was enough to make Ximaisa's long-dead heart beat again.

He thought, there is no one who does not love God.

Even though he is so insignificant, there will come a day when his greedy heart will want to touch the gods.

The god held a bunch of beautiful red roses in his arms that day, and when he spread his wings and flew away, the petals of the red roses gently fell.

Finally it fell on the face of Ximaisa, who had been looking up at the sky, and he smelled a fragrance he had never smelled before.

That is the smell of God.

"With the help of Master Kui, it shouldn't be easy to figure it out, right?"

Yakron snorted.

The damn thing's divine power suppressed him for so many years, and as time passed, the divine power slowly dissipated.

Now that Lord Kui has received the news and arrived here, wouldn't it be an easy task to help him get out?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Kuize waved his hand and a large number of his surrounding assassins died.

I don’t know if it’s because of the death of the owner of the item, but the monsters he summoned became weaker and weaker, and were soon all dealt with by Kuize.

"After the player dies, this place will refresh quickly. How is the situation over there?"

Kuize took out a piece of white cloth from his arms, carefully wiped the blood stains on his hands, lowered his eyes and asked nonchalantly.

"It should be over soon. The guy over there is quite capable."

Yaklon was in a daze for a while, then he came to his senses and bowed respectfully.

Kuize responded and turned to walk towards Yin Yang.

In the dark space and time, in the ice coffin.

Ji Lian's white eyes slowly opened, as if containing the power of nothingness, and the originally calm air around her began to distort and flow.

All the spiritual power in the world gathered together, and then rushed to the location of the coffin.

Xi Jingzhi's body began to hang in the air, his limbs drooping slightly, his eyes closed, and his black hair spread out behind his head like fine silk.

The wounds on his body began to heal rapidly, and soon his pale skin began to become shiny, and warm liquid flowed slowly under the blue blood vessels.

His still heart began to beat rapidly. He was wearing a white robe, which gradually became stained with blood. A red hairband was tied behind his head.

A pair of deep eyes that seemed to encompass all things between heaven and earth opened, her skin was snow-white and delicate, and her bright red lips were slightly pursed.

On his high nose bridge are his delicate eyebrows and eyes that charm everyone.

Following the flow of spiritual power, he slowly descended from mid-air, and stood quietly in front of Ji Lian, looking down at her.