The fake daughter lives in a haunted house, begging for mercy

Chapter 418 Should I call you Little Master, or Little Master Uncle?

Chapter 418 Should I call you Little Master, or Little Master Uncle?
Wen Yuzhu chuckled lowly and raised his eyes to look at her, "Shi Ling, once we say goodbye to Mingwu Island, you made it easy for me to find you."

Shi Ling blinked his eyes: "Dignified Ghost King, don't you have access to the Internet?"

Senior sister A Piao in their dormitory can access the Internet.

"You've also suffered the loss of not being able to access the Internet. Now that you've tried a little trick, wouldn't you have just thrown yourself into a trap?"

Wen Yuzhu glanced at Shi Ling's cell phone hanging around his neck, and said with a smile and a little playfulness: "I should call you God..."

The screen in the live broadcast room instantly went black.

Tens of millions of fans were forced to exit Shiling's live broadcast room.

At the same time, a red prompt box popped up in everyone's window.

[The live broadcast of "The Time Is Not Working" involves horror and superstitious content and was reported to be closed for rectification]
Netizens who are watching with excitement: [? ? ? 】

[Cat Claw, are you fucking sick? Shi Ling has been live streaming for more than a year. There has never been a time when there were no ghosts and there was no one to report it. Why does it have to be taken down now? 】

[Hey, Mao Zhao, your house exploded. I was just wondering about the dispute between Shi Ling and the ghost king. Can't you wait until the ghost king finishes talking before turning off the live broadcast? Are you so anxious about your father’s death?]

Angry netizens trolled the Cat Claw operating officer online.

Platform operators are in tears.

They are also watching Shi Ling's live broadcast and want to see the follow-up. But when their immediate boss calls, they dare not disobey!

At the same time, the Yu family in Yuncheng.

Yu Chen frowned slightly as he watched Shi Ling's account being forcibly taken down.

He made a call and soon learned that the controlling shareholder behind Mao Claw, the largest short video platform on the Internet, was named Gu.

Gu Xiuji.

On the wasteland.

Wen Yuzhu also noticed that Shi Ling's mobile phone lens was turned off, his voice paused slightly, and there was a little regret in his eyes, but he looked at Shi Ling with undiminished interest: "Should I call you little master, or little master uncle?" ?" Shi Ling looked at him in shock: "There's no need to think about so many fancy names. If you insist on recognizing me as your ancestor, just call me aunt."

Wen Yuzhu laughed angrily: "Shi Ling, how many faces do you have?"

He moved his fingers, his eyes were cold and slightly angry, and he just said softly: "Come on."

The fierce ghosts surrounding Shi Ling flew toward her like wild beasts, seeming to tear her into pieces.

Shi Ling suddenly dodged to the side. While dodging, he looked at Wen Yuzhu in surprise: "If you have something to say, do you need to take action directly?"

Wen Yuzhu stared at her with cold eyes: "Back on Mingwu Island, you killed so many of my men without saying a word, but now you want to talk properly?"

"Then you may have recognized the wrong person. I don't kill ghosts casually."

Shi Ling thought for a while and added seriously: "Unless it's some heinous ghost."

Wen Yuzhu sneered: "What you killed were the ghosts I collected from the eighteenth level of hell."

Shi Ling was silent for a moment and shrugged helplessly: "Then I can only say that they deserve it."

The ghosts suppressed in the eighteen levels of hell are worse than death row prisoners, because even death is not enough to offset their sins. They need to go through all the torture in the world before their souls can be extinguished and their debts can be wiped out.

If a ghost like this escapes, it is only a disaster. Even if it were her, I wouldn't let him go.

However, these ghosts who are attacking her now are not evil ghosts.

They were Wen Yuzhu's relatives during his lifetime. Although they treated Wen Yuzhu harshly and even gave up on saving him during the fire, their crime did not lead to death. After their deaths, their souls were imprisoned and became Wen Yuzhu's puppet ghost servants. They were driven to kill people for him, which was not what they wanted. Most of the karmic sins were attributed to Wen Yuzhu.

It was impossible for Shi Ling to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

She dodged the attacks of several ghosts, and at the same time, lightning from her fingertips flew out like a silver dragon, entangling and binding several ghosts.

If the live broadcast room had not been reported and shut down, netizens would have discovered that the thunder and lightning that flew out of Shi Ling's fingertips were exactly the same as the thunder and lightning from the thunder talisman used by Yun Xianxian before.


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