After I die, I rely on the merits of the live broadcast room to continue my life

Chen Mingguo was also angry. He had been a coward in his life, but he swallowed his anger like this. God wouldn't let him live a more comfortable life.

He just wanted Zhou Xiuxiu to have a child, but she actually killed him. Chen Mingguo was filled with anger. He looked at Nan Xing hatefully. She was so capable, but if she had really helped him in the first place, the result would definitely not be like this.

Chen Mingguo decided not to be angry anymore. He wanted to kill Nan Xing to vent his hatred.

But as soon as he fought back, he found that Nan Xing had taken a golden sword at some point...

Nan Xing sneered and slashed down with the sword of merit, directly cutting Chen Mingguo in half.

Chen Mingguo also screamed.

The pain, the pain that penetrated the bone marrow, seemed to be engraved in the depths of his soul. The depths of his soul began to tremble, and fear filled his entire heart.

He wanted to escape, but he saw a lot of broken golden light in front of him, which was a net, covering him directly in the net bag.

His soul body, which split into two halves and merged again, once again felt incomparable pain. The unwillingness and anger in his heart caused black energy to frequently emerge from his body.

But merit is not a magic weapon. Nan Xing has a lot of merit. These merit tools are enough to turn Chen Mingguo into a ghost and his life would be worse than death.

Nan Xing then spoke: "Chen Mingguo, you brought your own fault for your end. No wonder Zhou Xiuxiu would rather die than give you a child. That's all because you are disgusting and cowardly. Even after you die, you don't dare to find those who bullied you. Just You will hate those who helped you."

"You are such a disgusting thing who repays kindness with hatred. Who would want to give you a child?"

Nan Xing was shocked by Chen Mingguo's strange behavior and turned into a vicious ghost after his death. Instead of looking for those who had bullied him, he frightened those who had shown kindness to him, causing some people to end up in the hospital due to accidents.

A seemingly honest person is not actually a truly honest and kind person.

Chen Mingguo felt that his thoughts were seen through, and all his hidden inner thoughts were probed by Nan Xing. He was extremely angry, and he yelled unwillingly: "Do you think I don't know what you people are thinking? Just give me a few smiling faces, Saying a few seemingly nice words, do you think this will make me grateful? Do you think this will make me grateful to you?"

"Bah, those people who mocked me, ridiculed me and bullied me, after all, they were sincere, unlike you who were hypocritical. You kept saying to help me, but you didn't let me realize anything I wanted. This is called Help me? Why do you think you are kind to me? Why!"

Chen Mingguo was extremely angry. Instead of feeling helped, he only felt countless insults.

"I just want to scare them to death. How can they be afraid of me if they don't have any evil intentions?"

Chen Mingguo said sarcastically.

Nan Xing used her merits to create a slap, which was originally used to applaud, but now she used it to slap Chen Mingguo.

The merit hit Chen Mingguo's face, making a "sizzling" sound.

Chen Mingguo's eyes turned dark, and tears like ink flowed from them.

Nan Xing shouted softly: "Incompetent, really incompetent."

"How capable are you? Is that all you have?"

Nan Xing kept provoking Chen Mingguo. She was too lazy to reason with Chen Mingguo. Since it didn't make sense, she should just do it without wasting any more words.

"Is this the only way? Is this really the only way?"

"I thought you were very capable, but it seems that you are nothing more than that. After all, you are just a coward who only dares to pick on the soft persimmons, right? Look, if you encounter a tough person, you will die. Do you believe it? If you don’t believe it, even if it’s not me, as long as it’s those who have bullied you before, they can still deal with you.”

Nan Xing kept stimulating Chen Mingguo.

Chen Mingguo was in great pain. He roared: "No, it's impossible!" He is now a fierce ghost. He didn't go to those people because he felt it was unnecessary. If he really appeared in front of those people, they would not dare to bully him again. He would be so frightened that he would kneel down and beg for mercy.

It is impossible for them not to be afraid.

Nan Xing sneered and said, "Don't believe it? Then if you want to be alone now, let's go to his dream and you try to see if he will be afraid."

Chen Mingguo hesitated for a moment, stared at Nan Xing and finally said, "Okay."

Nan Xing put away the magical weapon, grabbed Chen Mingguo and closed her eyes.

Chen Mingguo didn't expect that falling into a dream would be so easy.

He looked at the restless figure not far away in surprise. Nan Xing was also gone. Since this was a dream, he would scare him.

"Li Biao, okay, I finally found you."

Chen Mingguo walked over with a sinister smile.

Li Biao was really frightened. He rolled over and got off the bed. When he saw Chen Mingguo, he suddenly became angry. He came up and slapped Chen Mingguo: "You are looking for death. How dare you ruin my good deeds!"

Chen Mingguo received a slap and looked at Li Biao in disbelief.

Li Biao looked at him angrily, as if something was wrong. He asked in shock: "Chen Mingguo, aren't you dead?"

Seeing that he finally realized it, Chen Mingguo sneered twice: "Yes, I'm so lonely down there. I want to take you down to accompany me! Li Biao, come here quickly."

"Fuck you, you've found me, right? I'll kill you."

Li Biao was only surprised for a moment, then rushed over and kicked and hit Chen Mingguo.

Chen Mingguo was not to be outdone, but for some reason, he couldn't win and received a curse in vain.

Li Biao gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to come to me again, I will nail you seven inches with lightning-strike wooden nails. I will not let you live in peace even if you die!"

After Li Biao said viciously, he pushed Chen Mingguo hard.

Chen Mingguo was kicked out of the dream. He opened his eyes and saw Nan Xing and said angrily: "That was his dream. Of course he is not afraid. If I appear in front of him, he will definitely be afraid."

Nan Xing sneered: "Oh."

Chen Mingguo said angrily: "Let me go, and I'll go back and scare him. I don't believe he's not afraid!"

When the dream came out, he was trapped by Nan Xing again, and Chen Mingguo was very unwilling.

Nan Xing's lips curled up with a hint of mockery: "Dream, I'm just teasing you, just like you are teasing others. Are you angry? Are you unwilling? Just do whatever you want. It's your ability to escape."

Nan Xing's words made Chen Mingguo collapse. Black tears flowed from his eyes, tears full of resentment and unwillingness, making the golden merits make a "sizzling" sound. He hated it.

Nan Xing was too lazy to listen to him anymore. She had enough teasing and opened a door to the underworld. She wanted to send Chen Mingguo to where he should go.

Chen Mingguo looked at the dark door, his whole body trembling. He was unwilling to give in. He had not yet let those who had bullied him taste the consequences.

"Master, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." Chen Mingguo begged through gritted teeth. He regretted coming to pester Nan Xing. If he had known that Nan Xing was so powerful and terrifying, he would never have come. (End of chapter)