Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

In ancient urban legends, it is said that you can come to another mysterious world by elevator.

Wearing a large windbreaker that obviously didn't fit his figure, and a hood tightly covering his fox ears, the boy was standing at the elevator door on the twelfth floor.

The phone screen lit up, and the time displayed on the lock screen reached twelve midnight.

Jiang Chi swallowed, stretched out his fingers tremblingly and pressed the button to the fourth floor.

No matter how stupid the little fox is, he knows that he shouldn't do this kind of blatant death-seeking behavior, but if he doesn't do it, he may be directly obliterated by the disordered world rules at any time.

The elevator door opened with a "ding".

Jiang Chi felt a little weak in his legs.

The "Come on, come on" system raised a small flag in the sea of ​​consciousness to show off to its own host.

"A qualified infinite stream player should maintain a relentless spirit of death."

I really appreciate you.

Jiang Chi complained tearfully.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is constantly increasing, and the combination of ghosts and beauties is enough to attract many interested viewers. Seeing that Jiang Chi's live broadcast room has directly climbed to the top of the hot broadcast list in real time.

Many passers-by who didn't know Jiang Chi began to sneer at the empty elevator room from Jiang Chi's perspective: "Where did the little anchor come from to play with this eyeball, really good at it."

"This account looks familiar, isn't it just playing around? Why isn't there enough traffic to catch the popularity of supernatural tags?"

"How can this kind of anchor dare to play supernatural? He just cries and asks his brother for gifts to comfort him."

"Laughing to death, just sit and wait for him to cry in fright, and it will be fun to recruit something at that time."

"Polluted tags are disgusting."

Jiang Chi's fans are not vegetarians either. When they see someone slandering their favorite anchor indiscriminately, of course they want to go back immediately.

For a while, there was a lot of noise on the screen.

The sarcasm on the barrage had just been swiped, and the next second the camera turned and finally revealed the anchor's face.

The handsome but pale young man bit his lips slightly, those icy blue eyes seemed to contain thousands of shattered stars, which made people's heart tighten unconsciously.

The avatar and video cover of Jiang Chi's live account have always been cute cartoon foxes. The audience first clicked in to see Jiang Chi's perspective. They could only see the clean and reflective elevator room. They complained for a while but were caught off guard and teary. The Yingying little beauties faced each other, and for a moment, even their breathing became disordered.

Jiang Chi is actually not very good at fiddling with live broadcasts. He usually just sits in front of the camera honestly, but this time he has to hold the selfie stick by himself, and he can't adjust the angle. Naturally, he can't turn on the beauty.

The lens picture is simple and rough, and nothing like lens distortion is taken into account at all.

The boy's voice was extremely soft, with a trill that couldn't be concealed no matter what, people couldn't help but want to hear what he would look like when he cried: "It is now, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, according to the rules of the game, I am going to Fourth floor."

There was a moment of silence on the barrage.

"...Well, I admit that I was a little loud before. What's wrong with playing psychic games, beauties should be matched with ghosts!"

"If the little beauty is scared, you can come into my arms, and my brother can warm you up."

"The underpants in front flew into my face!"

"What kind of beautiful woman is this? I'm not afraid of being directly in front of the camera. A real person should look better, right? I really want to meet a real person by chance."

"Hey, hey! Don't do anything weird up here, I'm going to call the police! Don't be shy!"

"It's going to be shy! It's going to be shy!"

"Don't look at your face like that! It's just for me. If the anchor runs away halfway through the game, I will definitely despise him."

"I've watched people play the elevator game before. Nothing happened. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"And the lights are always on, the anchor wouldn't be so timid, but I also love timid beauties."

The elevator buttons light up from the fourth floor to the second floor, and then jump to the sixth floor, the second floor, and the tenth floor.

Fifth floor.

Legend has it that when you reach the fifth floor, a young woman may enter the elevator.

Just remember not to look at her or talk to her.

The young man's voice was thin and soft, and there was an unconcealable panic hidden in the ending: "I, I'm a little scared."

"If Xiaochi is afraid, go back and stop playing."

"What nonsense are you talking about earlier? Of course, you want to continue playing and hit the guy in front of you in the face."

"Didn't you see that the anchor said he was scared? What if he really provoked something?"

"Are you kidding me? I've seen at least a hundred supernatural anchors play this elevator game. There's nothing wrong with it. How can a sideline anchor get caught!"

Just happened to reach the fifth floor.

The surrounding temperature plummeted.

Jiang Chi shivered unconsciously.

The elevator's "ding" sounded like a soul-stimulating bell from hell.

The elevator door opened slowly, and a woman in a white dress walked in from the outside.

It should be... a girl.

Jiang Chi didn't dare to look at people's faces.

Looking down, she could only see the corners of the snow-white skirt and the thin and pale ankles.

A pair of dirty looking white canvas shoes on the feet.

It's over, there are really people.

The lights in the elevator room suddenly started to flicker on and off, and the shadow behind the boy was infinitely elongated and gradually began to distort, as if something had melted into the dark shadow, entangled the boy's thin body and dragged him into endless hell.

Jiang Chi lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the face of the woman who walked in.

The audience outside the camera looked at the boy's face that suddenly turned pale, and then became lively again:

"No way? Acting? It looks like there is really something dirty."

"The anchor's acting skills aren't that good, are they?"

"He really has such acting skills, Oscar would be a loss without him."

Someone suggested: "Why don't the anchor change the camera to the rear, we also want to see what happened."

"Wuuuu, although I am very reluctant to part with my wife's beauty, I also want to see what happened to my wife."

Jiang Chi swallowed nervously, thinking that maybe he could also see the woman walking in from the rear camera.

The rules of the game don't say that you can't watch it with a mobile phone, right?

But...if he's just an ordinary person passing by, it's not very rude...

Jiang Chi was still in chaos, but the barrage suddenly exploded.

A gloomy cool wind blew across the young boy's bare neck, causing thin goosebumps.

Jiang Chi was also wondering why there was suddenly a strange sense of oppression around him, and the shadow from the top of his head almost covered his whole body.

Looking across the screen inadvertently, Jiang Chi's whole body was terrified instantly, cold sweat rolled down the corners of his white forehead, his whole body seemed to be trapped in an ice cave, frozen by the cold air rushing up from the tailbone.

"Hello, little fox."

The tall woman in the white dress had long black hair, a stiff blush was painted on her beautiful but pale cheeks, and her voice was a little cold and indistinguishable hoarse.

What was shown in the forgotten mobile phone camera was a gloomy and beautiful face suddenly popping out from the side of the young anchor's face, just like a horror scene in a horror movie.

Jiang Chi was so frightened that the hairs on his ears exploded.

He closed his eyes tightly and said frantically in his heart, don't talk to her, don't talk to her, don't talk to her.

According to the rules of the game, if you answer the woman's question, you will be taken away by her.

As for where to take it, he doesn't really want to know for the time being.

"Are you afraid of me, little fox?"

The woman moved closer, and those black eyes without whites approached Jiang Chi's face with a bit of intimacy and pleasure.

Not breathing.

No body temperature either.

"I am, I like you." She said.