Wen Yuzhu chuckled and raised his eyes to look at her, "Shi Ling, farewell to Stygian Fog Island, you let me find it easy." ”

Shi Ling blinked his eyes: "The dignified ghost king, don't you have access to the Internet?" ”

In their dormitory, Sister Piao will go online.

"It's also a loss of not being able to go online, and now with a little tricking, won't you throw yourself into the net?"

Wen Yuzhu glanced at the mobile phone hanging around his neck when he was smiling, with a little playfulness: "I should call you a god......"

The screen in the live broadcast room went black instantly.

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

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

[The live broadcast of "Shi Ling Shi Shi is not working" involves terrorist and superstitious content, and was reported to be closed for rectification]

Netizens who are looking hard: [??? 】

[Cat's Paw, you're sick, aren't you?] Shi Ling has been live streaming for more than a year, when there are no ghosts, and no one has reported it, why do you have to force it off the shelves now? 】

[Grass, cat's paw, your house has exploded, I'm curious about what entanglement Shi Ling has with the ghost king, why don't you wait for the ghost king to finish talking and then turn off the live broadcast? ] Is your dad dead so anxious]

Angry netizens have sprayed cat's paw operation officers online.

The platform operators want to cry without tears.

They are also watching Shi Ling's live broadcast, and they also want to watch the follow-up. But when the boss called, they didn't dare to disobey!

At the same time, the Yu family in Cloud City.

Yu Shen watched Shi Ling's account being forced to be broadcast, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He made a phone call, and then soon learned that the controlling person behind Maopaw, the largest short video platform on the whole network, was surnamed Gu.

Gu Xiuji.

Above 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 his gaze at Shi Ling was not reduced: "Should I call you Little Master Ancestor, or Little Uncle?" ”

Shi Ling looked at him in shock: "You don't have to think about so many bells and whistles, if you have to recognize me as your ancestor, just call me my aunt and grandmother." ”

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

His fingers moved, his eyebrows were cold and slightly angry, and he only said softly: "Up." ”

The ghosts surrounding Shi Ling flew towards her like fierce beasts, as if they wanted to tear her apart.

Shi Ling suddenly dodged to the side, and looked at Wen Yuzhu in surprise while dodging: "If you have something to say, do you need to do it directly?" ”

Wen Yuzhu stared at her coldly: "At the beginning, you killed so many of my subordinates without saying a word in Stygian Fog Island, but now you want to talk well?" ”

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

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

Wen Yuzhu sneered: "What you killed is the powerful ghost I collected from the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

Shi Ling was silent for a moment, and shrugged helplessly: "That can only be said that they deserve it." ”

The ghosts who were suppressed under the eighteen layers of hell were worse than those condemned to death, because death was not enough to offset their sins, and they had to go through all the tortures in the world before they could be wiped out.

This kind of ghost absconding is just a scourge. I won't let her go.

However, the ghosts who are doing it to her now are not heinous ghosts.

They were Wen Yuzhu's relatives before his death, although they treated Wen Yuzhu harshly, and they also gave up saving him during the fire, but they were not guilty of death. After their deaths, their souls were detained and became Wen Yuzhu's puppet ghost servants, driving them to kill people, which was not their own will, and most of the causal sins were counted on Wen Yuzhu.

It is impossible for Shi Ling to kill innocents indiscriminately.

She dodged the attacks of several ghosts, and at the same time, the thunderbolts of her fingertips flew out like silver dragons, entwining and binding several ghosts.

If the live broadcast room is not reported and turned off, netizens will find that the thunder and lightning flying from Shi Ling's fingertips are exactly the same as the thunder and lightning used by Yunxian Immortal before.