"Broadcasting, it's not your father, it's not your mother, it's not a bad friend who likes to accompany you to the game room to play or go to play billiards and bubble bars;

It is a perversion, a pervert who distorts existence at all costs in pursuit of storytelling;

It doesn't need you to be grateful to it, and it doesn't need you to be grateful for it, and it doesn't need your favor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs, talking about broadcasting, whether you hate or not, it is all here, whether you love it or not, it also exists.

When you feel that you have no weakness, when it feels that the story is starting to be boring, it will actively help you create a weakness, and then detonate it, so that it can sit and enjoy your hysteria, taste your pain, and reminisce about your anger and madness.

This is its pursuit, but also its aesthetic. ”

The voice of the bloody corpse was very light and light, although he was talking about Su Bai, but what was it, he was not talking about himself? He himself, in fact, was the clearest manifestation of the aesthetics of broadcasting, and he had the power of a god in himself, but his wife was shot dead by a bandit in just a few minutes after he left, and the time before and after was taken just right.

Saying that the broadcast was not intentional,

Who believes?

"Radio doesn't need to be crowded, because whether the listeners gather together to worship it, or gather together to prepare to rebel against it, it will still always be high, it is not a king, because in China, the king is called the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven is not benevolent, he will be overthrown by his own people, the regime will be subverted, the prince will be Xiangning has a kind of Chinese tradition since ancient times, but radio is the sky, all dynasties, the Son of Heaven has died many times, but have you ever seen the sky overthrown by the people?

Even if it's just once?"

The blood corpse stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Su Bai, and a vivid blood line twisted back and forth in the palm of the blood corpse.

"You absorbed part of my blood line before, but it was just rootless duckweed, simply strengthening the body for a short time is the most superficial use, this is the true meaning of the blood line, but unfortunately I can't give it to you directly, and you don't dare to ask for it directly. ”

"Of course. "Su Bai naturally wouldn't just stupidly say that you can transmit it to me directly, you must know that the blood corpse has tried to seize it several times before, Su Bai is not so naïve.

The blood corpse waved his palm, and for a while, in all around it, blood lines began to be densely packed, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was dotted around.

"Write it down, and sometimes take it slowly. The bloody corpse said.

"You've been so kind to me all of a sudden, and it's a little uneasy for me. Su Bai said.

"It can't be, let the enhancement I created by myself have no successor completely, right?"

"So, this time, do you still want to continue to broadcast hard?" Su Bai remembered that the last time the blood corpse was planning to give up himself and have a final showdown with the broadcast, giving himself a gorgeous ending.

"I was created by it, this is not the original me, it is not the real me, and when it thinks, I will go back and forth, from nothingness, back to nothingness.

In fact, there is still life, that is, I jumped down, killed all the listeners below, and then relied on the background of this story world to try to develop. ”

"So, are you still going to go down?"

"But I know that maybe the woman you care about will be more likely to die, but the radio will not kill all the listeners in this whole story world, maybe, when I plan to slaughter everyone and prevent them from completing this task, the radio will arrange for a Zhang Tianshi to suddenly jump out and kill me.

If you can't go down, it's the same,

The top is not above, it is still the same.

This is helplessness, a kind of helplessness that even struggles feel like a waste of emotion. ”

The blood corpse took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and began to point out the rules of the blood lines around Su Bai.

"Here we are...... Here it is...... In fact, the human body is a piece of stars, and the blood line is the framework that connects this star............"

The explanation of the blood corpse is very delicate, and Su Bai can also see through his own cognition that this thing is really explaining to himself about the blood line.

Unconsciously, Su Bai immersed himself.

For a long time, the color of enlightenment in Su Bai's eyes became more and more intense, however, the blood corpse smiled slightly and took a step forward.

"Don't move. The look of enlightenment in Su Bai's eyes was still strong, but he still opened his mouth to remind.

"My complete bloodline inheritance or that woman, which one do you choose?" asked the Blood Corpse.

"Do you have to force me to choose?" Su Bai asked rhetorically.

"You still have a choice, and I don't even have a choice. The Bloody Corpse sighed.

"You're still unbalanced after all. Su Bai smiled, "Your heart is still filled with hatred after all." ”

"I'm all dead, there's no point in talking about any more explanations, anyway, I'm broken jars now. ”

"So, you're looking for the thrill of being a radio tormentor in me?"

"Pretty much. ”

The blood corpse took another step and walked across the line, his movements were very slow, and he kept staring at Su Bai, and then he saw that Su Bai was still standing there calmly, continuing to feel what he had left behind.

The corpse grinned, laughed, and then he fell.

SU Bai,

Didn't stop him.

About an hour later, Su Bai slowly closed his eyes, and the blood lines around him began to blur, and finally turned into a blood mist that slowly dissipated, and the next moment, new blood lines began to appear on Su Bai's body, and the blood lines began to fade slowly, all of which merged into the thousands of blood vessels in his body.

The blood line was completely integrated into himself by Su Bai, which was equivalent to a reinvention of his body, and at present, Su Bai's physical strength had been improved compared to before, and now his body, even if he stood still, was also a fortress.

When he opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed from the depths of Su Bai's eyes.

Between Xun'er and the complete blood line perception, Su Bai chose the latter.

Standing on the edge of the line, Su Bai's face was expressionless,

Su Bai knows that he is a selfish person, but people always have more expectations for themselves, but now this expectation is gone, and it is a little difficult to accept that he is completely realistic in front of him.

But whether it's acceptable or not,

Myself

After all, it's still yourself.

Everyone's obsession actually has a price, insisting on it or not, just caring about the price, whether it is enough.

That's all,

That's really all.

Su Bai thought like this in his heart, but in his heart, he didn't have much apology for Xun'er and Chu Zhao, and he didn't have much self-blame for himself, this felt like he had left a burden.

There is even a sense of relaxation.

"If you let him down, you'll let me go too, right?"

A cold voice sounded from behind Su Bai,

meantime

The cold muzzle was already aimed at Su Bai's back,

Behind Su Bai, there stood a man wearing a black cloak and a skull mask, the man was wrapped in death qi, like a god of death who had walked out from behind the gates of hell.

"You're thinking too much. ”

Su Bai smiled, and his body slowly turned into nothingness in place,

The Grim Reaper was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his silence had actually been discovered by the other party a long time ago.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out from behind Death,

The Grim Reaper slipped backwards, and a dented wound appeared on his right arm, but no blood flowed out, and he didn't seem to have flesh and blood, and he wasn't a real creature.

Holding the wound with his right hand, the Grim Reaper slowly raised his head, and the faint pupils under the skull mask shimmered like stars.

"That's not right, you let him go down, why don't you let me go down?"

The Hellfire Shotgun flipped from Su Bai's palm,

"Cang Liao knows etiquette, I've just eaten enough, and if I continue to eat, I don't have so much appetite, so I have to move, don't you?"

"Hehe, is it because I didn't come up with something enough to impress you?"

The Grim Reaper crossed his hands, and the two shotguns that were exactly the same as those in Su Bai's hands emitted a blinding cold light.

"Make an offer, I think I can satisfy you. ”

"Unless you take off your mask and reveal a woman's face, you won't be able to satisfy me at all. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Su Bai's mouth, and he rushed straight towards the other party.

The Grim Reaper's figure began to spin, and at the same time, the two guns quickly aimed at Su Bai,

"Bang, bang, bang, bang.................."

A terrible barrage began to rage around the pond, but fortunately any buildings and furnishings here were set up to be indestructible, otherwise the place would be reduced to ruins in an instant.

The strong air flow and energy catharsis, the god of death and Su Bai were in a stalemate with a proud attitude, and did not fall behind at all, of course, there was naturally an element of Su Bai's deliberate teasing, because Su Bai still had the strength to spare.

"I understand, you're still you, you haven't changed, you're learning and imitating my fighting habits, that's what you want most. Death said as he opened fire.

Su Bai fought back while dodging, and did not reply, because at this time, any words are redundant, and he only needs to constantly figure out and correct his own body according to the opponent's body shape, and even the posture and aiming when the opponent shoots can have a lot of inspiration for Su Bai.

"You were so infatuated with that woman before, but now you have become so utilitarian all of a sudden,

You're really mentally ill. ”

There was a faint mockery in the words of the god of death, and instead, the figure disappeared from the spot, and then fell from the top of Su Bai's head, the body rotated, the two guns pulled the trigger continuously, and the totems of hell continued to conjure up from his side, mixed with endless curse aura,

"Die...... Die...... Die...... Die............"