On the 7749th day, when the people in the land of China heard the words "fierce ghosts", their hearts would tremble violently, and the chill would rush from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

The attacks and deaths caused by the spread of the virus were premeditated and organized, and their group was called the "Fierce Ghost Crowd".

It is a child's play, but it has taken the lives of many Chinese people, and after a thunderstorm, it will end without any warning.

Although the Huaxia high-level has tried their best to remedy it, they have sent a large number of troops to suppress it and protect every city in Huaxia.

But with the slightest irregularity of attacks, everywhere in places and spaces, there are always people dying.

I can't control it at all.

Things have developed to this point, the communication facilities of Huaxia Kingdom have still not been blocked and interfered with, entertainment topics have all stopped, and all the ways that can be communicated with foreign countries have only one voice.

"Help us!"

In the group chats that civilians can reach, the messages are scrolling like a mountain, and the voices are crying blood.

"Help us, save us!"

"Help me, I just saw a dark shadow in the bathroom in the bedroom, he must want to kill me!"

"Then don't open the door and run?!!"

"If you can't run away, like him, the window must have been sealed, and the door can't be opened."

"Ahh Help me! ”

The last eerie and terrifying picture was circulated in the group chat, without turning on the lights, with the help of the hazy moonlight, a man lying on the ground, as if black blood was spreading from his chest.

His hands were stretched out, his forehead was raised, his mouth was large, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was crying for help.

Now the group chat is like a frying pan, and everyone is crazy about swiping the screen.

"Another death, another death!"

"When is this the end of the story, and why do we have to face such a cruel truth after that rainstorm and lightning?"

"What the hell is our country doing, so this situation can only be left to its own devices?"

"Why don't I even have such a thing as a ghost, I haven't awakened yet, it's not fair?!!"

However, there is no fairness in this world, and even if there is, it will not befall them.

The turbid yellow spring water in the underworld began to overflow, overturning the ferryboat, and all the souls, including Wang Er Mazi, who was holding the boat, turned into the river.

Wang Er Mazi: "My life is resting." ”

The corrosive and burning yellow spring water devoured the living life, and after the loss of these lives, countless small black dots surfaced from under the water.

The waves in the water were raging, and these small black dots swept the yellow spring water to the shore.

The ghost guards patrolling the Huangquan River said in horror: "What are you...... Yes! ”

Unable to resist, death is their only destination.

The closest to the Huangquan River is the city of Vedyce, which bears the brunt of the first difficulty.

Bullhead: "What the hell is going on?!" Report it! ”

The gates were closed, and the strong gates kept out the attacks from outside, but under these fierce onslaughts, the gates crumbled.

Something had already flown up in the air, these things were hideous and terrifying, with indescribable shapes and appearances, and they rushed straight towards the ghost clan from the upper floor.

Drawing the bow and shooting arrows, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and countless attackers were hit and fell to the ground, but they couldn't kill them cleanly at all.

"Niutou, these things came from the Huangquan River."

Zhang Shouyue held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, standing on the right side of the bull's head, and he was about to spark.

Old man Zhang was also resisting, and the ghost soldiers sent out finally got a response after a large wave of deaths.

The Seventh Master outside the city: "It's about to start." ”

How could it be so soon, that pitiful balance was finally broken, and now all that had to be done was to fight.

A sudden attack, a tearing up of the treaty without common sense, did not have any warning at all, and naturally there was no time to prepare.

At the top of the underworld, a group of old men with serious faces were discussing something.

One defended the city, and the other group attacked from both sides, and at least half of this group of attackers was consumed.

Under such a fierce offensive, the world could not hold on to it in the first place.

The raging Yellow River finally burst its banks, and the mud and sand brought a large number of evil spirits from the underworld, and they couldn't wait to pounce on them when they saw humans as if they had seen a delicious meal.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I wouldn't have come here to broadcast live if I knew it earlier, bad luck!"

"What do you see that?"

In this case, normal people no longer go to work, hiding at home every day and not daring to go out, the rich are better, there is a lot of food in stock, and the poor are just sitting on the empty side.

The supermarket has long been looted, and it is impossible to buy it again, and the poor people have to seize the pitiful little time every day to rely on more people to find food that can support the life of the family.

After all, there are many people, and it is not necessarily themselves who will die when the time comes.

And it's unbelievable that at this time, there are still people who are not afraid of death live broadcasting, and they pick the kind of places that have just died, or remote corners where fierce ghost attacks often occur.

"The old irons are gone, the anchor is going to run."

"Run, run, run, what are you grinding?!!"

When the two live broadcasters saw the evil ghosts climbing up on the Yellow River, they were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they didn't even care about the live broadcast equipment on the ground, and they even ran away.

In the live broadcast room, the screen began to scroll wildly, one after another.

"Damn, is the anchor going to be finished!"

"In this case, it's definitely going to be cool."

"This kind of high-risk live broadcast shouldn't exist, go to death by yourself, and go to this kind of place to broadcast live, who is to blame?"

"I remember these two anchors, last time I went to take pictures of people's corpses, and gave them a close-up, I said that I just had no conscience to eat human blood steamed buns, and now I have been punished!"

No matter how the live broadcast room scrolls, these two anchors will be cool today.

The evil ghost who climbed up from hell is also curious, and the ghost claw picks up the live broadcast equipment on the ground, and Sen Bai's eyes turn to the camera.

The human beings who swiped the screen froze instantly, and there was not a single barrage, until Senbai's eyes moved away from the camera, and there was a barrage of human flesh.

"How fortunate I am to live to meet the demons, ah! Am I going to get a boxed lunch in the next second? ”

"Oh my God, I took a picture with another phone, it's terrible, it's terrible, who's going to take a picture? Five dollars a piece. ”

"When the are you still trying to make a fortune with this, you're not afraid that the evil ghost will crawl over along the network cable and kill you?!!"

"I think it's very possible, this is not a human being, didn't Sadako in a horror movie just crawl out of the TV?"

As soon as these words came out, the barrage area was successfully cleared again, after all, everyone cherishes life very much, and no one wants to be the ghost in the palm of the next evil ghost.

"Click."