The Witcher Loads the Thriller Game

　　In the isolation room.

　　Wang Ya touched the coffin lightly with his palm, and then he tapped it.

　　 Red sparks gradually emerged, and began to dispel the black aura accumulated in the ancient coffin itself.

　　 If it weren't for the suppression of Wang Ya's own power, I am afraid that the corpse owner would have awakened from his deep sleep.

　　 Wang Ya recovered his power, and the black aura gradually began to introvert, as if he had returned to his master.

　　 "Okay, come out, I have some questions I want to ask you!"

　　 Wang Ya said lightly.

　　 The black breath was like a liquid, which settled in the coffin, completely submerging the body of the corpse owner.

　　 With Wang Ya's voice, there was also a very obvious change.

　　 Silhouettes and faces began to emerge, and the red ancient costumes were extremely gorgeous, even shocking.

　　 The red on it is more bloody.

　　 White cheeks, like a living person.

　　The light green data flashed in Wang Ya's eyes.

　　Looking like a living person does not mean that you are a living person.

　　 At least, it has to be human.

　　 Eyelids trembled, very humane, and then opened his own eyes, but they were full of dead ashes, indifferent without any emotional fluctuations.

　　 The pitch black is extremely deep, this is indeed not the eyes that humans can have.

　　 Wang Ya frowned slightly, and took a serious look at the corpse owner.

　　 then shook her hand on her cheek.

"Fool?"

　　 But this time, the corpse owner finally reacted, turned his direction, and looked at Wang Ya.

　　 also blinked, there was still some confusion on his face, as if he was not awake.

　　With this beautiful face and gorgeous red outfit, it is very beautiful.

　　 Wang Ya did not hold back, stretched out his hand, and approached the beautiful face of the corpse lord Ling Long.

　　 Then, he directly gave a big push pocket.

　　 slapped the corpse owner back.

　　 But the next moment, the corpse lord Ling Long directly sat up from the coffin again, staring straight at Wang Ya with dark eyes, his eyes full of strange and strange colors.

　　 That seems to be some anger and bitterness.

Wang Ya touched his chin, with a look of interest in his eyes: "Are you finally awake? It is true that after a long sleep, you will become Alzheimer's and fools. After a long time of not thinking, his thoughts fell into silence. When you think about it again, it will degenerate."

　　 Suddenly a large amount of malice began to condense in the isolation room.

　　 The pitch black breath suddenly swelled, forming a large number of ghost hands, and they began to attack indiscriminately.

　　 But the main attack fell on Wang Ya's body.

　　'S eyes met the swarthy eyes of the corpse lord Ling Long, and the corners of Wang Ya's mouth raised an arc.

　　 It seems that the little guy in front of him is a bit disobedient.

　　 Or else, just put it on the dissection table?

　　 When those ghost hands were about to fall on Wang Ya, red sparks also appeared.

　　 formed a small-shaped flame ring, which burned all the condensed ghost hands one by one.

　　 Then the red fire element particles swept away the atmosphere of the entire isolation room.

　　 Wang Ya looked at the corpse lord Ling Long, walked over, and then another big push pocket, fanning the corpse lord Ling Long, who was still in the dull stage, into the coffin.

　　 What makes Wang Ya a little helpless is that the corpse lord Ling Long actually sat up like a zombie again, looking at herself with dark eyes.

　　 It seemed that he was really a fool.

　　 Wang Ya was gone, and he simply pointed his finger on the other's forehead, and the message to be delivered was connected to that weak spiritual consciousness.

　　 After finishing all this, Wang Ya walked directly out of the isolation room.

　　 and the corpse lord Ling Long looked at his back in a trance, her expression seemed to change a little, and she seemed to be using that weak spiritual consciousness for rare thinking.

　　 Wang Ya has a bit of satisfaction on his face, because the reminder of the horror system has come.

　　 [Reminder: Thriller player Wang Ya, corpse lord Ling Long has agreed to your request and supports you to become the mayor of the horror city, current support rate: 2/30]

　　 Wang Ya has a smile on his face. Since he is the mayor, this position can naturally be held by anyone.

　　 Even if there are mandatory conditions, it is nothing more than being a person in the system.

　　 Wang Ya, who replaced the evil shadow identity, already had the most formal identity.

　　 It is not normal to get the support of other citizens to become the mayor.

　　Perhaps even the existence of these top horror lists did not expect that to become mayor and king of horrors, it is not only possible to suppress them by force.

　　 But it seems to make sense.

　　 He seems to rely on force now, and he doesn't care much about the opinions of the citizens.

　　 Wang Ya's mouth raised a subtle smile.

　　 But it doesn't matter, he believes that these citizens can appreciate his good intentions to develop the terrorist city better.

　　 Then, I have to wait for my own two Harak micro-material clones to convince the other members of the list.

　　............

　　 Liming walked out of his room with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, if it weren't for investigating the mayor's affairs.

　　 He won't go to bed and get up so early after staying up all night.

　　 It's only nine o'clock, and the sun has not yet reached his sheets. It is a good time for rest.

　　 When passing the corner, Liming almost got a shock.

　　 "I said, sir, do you have no sound when you walk? It's scary."

　　 Liming looked at the old man in Chinese tunic suit holding a plastic pocket with some steamed buns in his hand, and said somewhat irritably.

　　 patted his chest, and took the initiative to take the breakfast from the other party.

　　 "Master, you are so kind to me, UU read www.uukahnshu.com and buy me food, then I'm not welcome!"

　　 The face of the old man in the tunic suit is full of wrinkles, and it is rare to show a little inexplicable color.

　　 That seemed helpless, and it seemed to be laughing.

　　 After eating and drinking, Li Liming asked the old man in the tunic suit something more.

　　 For example, is there anything unclean?

　　 Next is the uncle living alone in this funeral home, don’t you feel lonely?

　　 In the end, I asked the most critical point, and that was some information about the mayor.

　　 Liming's eyes narrowed, he was observing the old man to see if there was anything unusual.

The 　　 symbol does not meet some of his guesses.

　　 Some disappointment is that compared with the night, the old man is a bit more human in the daytime.

When 　　 talked, his expression became more obvious.

　　 is when talking about the mayor, something went wrong.

　　 "Mayor...what's wrong with the mayor, can you find the mayor..."

　　 The old man in tunic suit smiled and said, "How can I, an old man who runs a funeral home, know that a big person like the mayor would know."

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