Their footage was playing on the TV, as if it were being monitored in real time.

Their every movement, every expression is clear.

Several people's attention was drawn to the past.

On the TV screen, several people were also gathered around the TV.

However, they saw that the headless corpse on the screen had moved.

The picture began to flicker, snowflakes appeared, and between the light and the extinction, the corpse stood up and had already come behind several people.

Bai Zhou was about to look back, but Wen Junzhi pressed her shoulder.

Zhou Sheng next to him turned his head in horror, thinking that he would see the headless corpse standing behind him, but found that there was nothing behind him.

The body was still lying on the couch, motionless.

At the same time, a hand suddenly reached out from the TV.

A miserable white hand.

That hand suddenly grabbed Zhou Sheng, and he couldn't hide his ears quickly, and he was about to choke his neck.

Before Zhou Sheng could react, he only felt a flower in front of him, and found that he had come behind Wen Junzhi.

Bai Zhou's face was a little red.

The TV was a supernatural artifact, and she found it when she came in.

There was a line floating on the TV: Paranormal TV: Serial killer has used it countless times to broadcast murder videos, and it is born of resentment. Nothing on TV can be trusted.

Even when she saw this small line, she couldn't help but turn back just now.

It's still inexperienced.

No, you can't let Wen Junzhi know, otherwise she will definitely laugh at her.

Annoyed, she grabbed a nearby stool and slammed it against the TV screen.

While.

The TV screen is made of steel, making a crisp crashing sound.

Damn it!

It can't be smashed!

She was angry, but she saw a few more words behind the small line.

Paranormal TV: The serial killer has used it to broadcast murder videos countless times, and it is born out of grudges. Nothing on TV can be trusted. Just turn off the power.

Bai Zhou's mind was a little overwhelmed.

It's as simple as that?

The TV screen was still playing, and a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Wen Junzhi, who was wearing a black cloak and a hood covering most of his face.

"It's Yunyang!" Zhou Sheng was shocked, anger and hatred took over his reason for a moment, and he turned his head again.

A miserable white hand appeared on the screen again, that hand was very fast, and it could be stretched very long, and it grabbed Zhou Sheng's front at once.

Wen Junzhi pulled out a short dagger from his back waist and slashed it towards the wrist of that hand, but the short dagger pierced through and couldn't cut it at all.

That hand was only a spirit, and mortal weapons could not hurt it.

The miserable white hand grabbed Zhou Sheng's neck, Zhou Sheng's face was full of horror, and his eyes showed the last despair.

At this moment, there was a pop, the TV screen dimmed, and the miserable white hand disappeared.

For the rest of Zhou Sheng's life, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his body was already soaked with cold sweat.

Bai Zhou stood behind the TV, holding a wire plug in his hand.

Wen Junzhi was also surprised.

Unexpectedly...... Is it really that simple?

Whether it's in horror or horror movies, as long as something happens to the TV, unplugging it will never work.

They fall into the trap of thinking preconceivedly, forgetting the simplest and most effective method.

"Bang bang." The applause rang out, and several people looked out the window together.

It was the ninth floor, and there was no balcony outside, but the man in the black cloak was standing there straight, and the light in the room shone on him, and only the half of his chin under the hood could be seen.

"Good, good, good." He said in a strange voice, as if countless people were talking at the same time, "What a smart and clever little girl." ”

"I don't know how many brilliant occultists I've killed on this supernatural TV, but they never thought of unplugging it."

"You have such scheming and ability at such a young age, which really impresses me."

"What's your name and where is your tutelage?"

Bai Zhou remembered that Zhao Yinyan told her that when going on a mission, don't use your real name, but use a code name, so as not to attract the revenge of the outlaws.

So she said: "I'm an agent of the Special Security Bureau, codenamed Female Sorcerer. ”

Yun Yang sneered and said, "You have such a ability, you are willing to succumb to the Special Security Bureau and be imprisoned by their rules and regulations, I really can't think of it." Why don't you worship me as a teacher, I will teach you all the skills, and you will wander the world with me. ”

He opened his hand, and his tone revealed a sense of looking at the world: "This vast world, where can we not go?" What can't we do? ”

"Gold and silver treasures, demon boys and beautiful girls, everything!"

Bai Zhou felt that this line was so ashamed.

It's so embarrassing that you can pick your toes on the ground.

She looked at the blood bar on Yun Yang's head and said, "Jiang Dongyang, you are just a mystic master of the Open Light Realm, and you haven't broken through to the Fusion Realm yet, why do you think you are invincible in the world?" ”

The first great realm of the occultist is refining and refining qi, and refining and refining qi is divided into swirls, illumination, enlightenment, and fusion.