It's over, it's over, it's over.

It's all over.

Every time Bai Shuangxing said a word, the face of the octopus monster next to the host stage changed a bit.

In the end, it had distorted facial features, trembling unceasingly, trembling and unable to speak, and only took a few steps back subconsciously.

The bullet screen was full of howling ghosts and wolves, and in the void, the expression of the pixel clown was even worse.

As the host, he personally called the program team and made the studio hall the place where the mission was carried out, so as to get rid of the shackles...

Is this something normal people can think of?!

Accustomed to controlling the overall situation again and again in the white night, this is the first time, surveillance system No. 444 feels at a loss.

Before this, no one had ever used a method similar to Baishuangxing, and it never expected that such a bug would appear in the program.

——Are they really going to overthrow Bai Ye?!

The resentment in his heart became more and more intense, the pixel clown clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.

That sort of thing, of course, cannot be allowed to happen.

The space in the studio seems to be calm, but in fact murderous intentions are everywhere, and there are many resentments and ghosts lurking.

Not to mention the audience who sent the real-time barrage, all of them were resentful ghosts. 444 didn't believe that Baishuang Xing could kill them all.

Once she gets her way, it's over.

The studio is the cornerstone of the existence of this white night, and it is also the most important core area. If it is true as she said, let them destroy the studio...

Bai Ye will definitely be destroyed, and 444 will also be scattered.

What's more, this white night is of great significance to their gods.

Thinking of this, the pixel clown looked even darker.

Baishuang Xing wants to fight to the death, yes, it is willing to accompany.

It wants to see whether the three humans are stronger, or whether the room full of ghosts can kill them first.

At the same time, on the host stage.

When Bai Shuang's words fell and the system prompt sounded, the state was exactly the same as before, and the three of them were in a trance for a moment.

The difference is that when they opened their eyes this time, they were not teleported to other places.

As far as he could see, Bai Shuangxing saw the cold incandescent light and the octopus monster standing in the corner.

Looking at each other, she raised her lips and smiled, then immediately stretched out her right hand.

Teacher Little Ke remained motionless, her densely packed eyes stared nervously, watching the hand gradually move forward——

Go through the podium.

Hoarfrost walked, crossing the place where the original barrier stood.

On the host stage, Shen Chan was no less surprised than him.

From seeing Bai Shuangxing take out her mobile phone to make a call, to the official start of the last mission, Shen Chan has been in a state of superposition of shock and bewilderment, and was a little dazed by the shock.

Eh?Is it still possible to do this?Doesn't this become anti-client?so……

Can they fight back against the program group?!

"careful."

Ji Fenglin looked around and said in a low voice, "It's not safe here."

Bai Shuangxing knew this and nodded to him.

As for Little Xiu, the boy was holding the Shura knife blankly, unable to understand what happened just now, and blinked in a daze.

Then Ji Fenglin gently held his left hand and heard him whisper: "Follow me."

Looking at the figures on the stage, Teacher Little Ke was very cautious and dared not speak out.

It is a monster in itself, with impressive strength, but in all fairness, after witnessing the live broadcast again and again, it is a little timid in the face of Baishuangxing.

Her skills are extremely weird, and she has acquired the abilities of many ghosts.

Since Bai Shuangxing dared to say "overthrow the studio", it shows that she has a strong hole card.

...perhaps, more than one.

"Mr. Little Ke, don't be cowardly! Kill them all!"

"I laughed, those idiots who keep saying 'run away' really embarrass us ghosts.

We have hundreds of souls here, and she can be crushed to death by the number, can you be a little confident?"

"I feel so too.

It's just an ordinary human being who dares to challenge the whole White Night.Is Baishuangxing's mentality inflated after clearing the previous missions?

No matter how inflated, it shouldn't be against so many ghosts."

"But...I think...have you forgotten her skills? She can summon Karma!

That is the ability of a top ghost, if I encounter it, I will be burnt to ashes in an instant."

"You also said that it is the power only possessed by 'top ghosts'. How many top ghosts can Baishuang collect? One or two at most.

Believe me, after the karmic fire is used up, she can't make any waves."

"...Before you say this, do you want to take a look at the child who is following her?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a longer silence in the live broadcast room.

Countless eyes drooped all at once, looking towards Bai Shuangxing's side.

Almost forgot.

That little boy who looked like bean sprouts... was the soul fragment of the evil god Shura.

As for Baishuangxing, he had signed a contract with Shura.

If remember correctly, until now, she has never used Shura's ability.

"..."

"..."

"Comrades, let me run first to respect you! No... how do you get out of this place!!!"

The number of bullet screens dropped sharply, and the buildings in the studio trembled faintly.

The octopus monster looked up and down the three people not far away, and after a while, it let out an indistinct grunt from its throat.

The alarm bells in Bai Shuangxing's heart were loud, and he took a step back with concentration——

In the blink of an eye, with a chaotic roar, several gray-brown tentacles struck straight!

The grunting sound continued for a long time, and the body of the octopus monster was expanding violently at an incredible speed, almost touching the ceiling and breaking the studio.

Baishuang Xing has strengthened his physical strength, and he dodged the sweeping long beards in an instant, but the tentacles were overwhelming, and blindly hiding was definitely not a solution.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ji Fenglin pulled out the Shura Saber from Little Xiu's arms before another tentacle arrived: "Can it be used?"

It is not only asking about Baishuangxing, but also asking about Shura hidden in it.

"Don't talk nonsense, take it."

Shura's voice was stern, showing a hint of impatience: "Use it well, don't lose to embarrass me - I'm still inside."

"Use the little uncle himself as a knife."

Even at such a time, Shen Chan still did not forget her original intention, and whispered: "Good guy, why not change the name to 'Uncle Dao'?"

Shura: ...

Take such a weird name, quickly apologize to his precious knife, you guy!

Bai Shuangxing: "Do you need me to use skills?"

She didn't use any skills, the Shura Knife at this moment was just a sharp long blade.

Only by clicking on the skill panel can it have a short enchantment period and show its incomparable power.

"[Asura Knife] has a time limit, stay and deal with the ghost."

Ji Fenglin smiled lightly, and clenched the long knife in his hand: "Now, just use it."

After the last word fell, the young man's long eyelashes flickered, and he raised his eyes silently.

Most of the points that Baishuangxing gained from Bai Yeli were used in the construction of the "House of Gods and Ghosts", but Ji Fenglin was different.

There are all kinds of props in the mall, and they can even provide inexhaustible money and rare treasures, which many people flock to.

And his focus is on physical fitness and fighting skills.

Only if it is strong enough, it will not become her burden and burden.

The blade is cold, and under the illumination of the incandescent lamp, it is as cold as snow in winter.

Ji Fenglin's hand bones moved slightly, and the moment several tentacles struck at the same time, he swung his saber without hesitation.

With the hand raised and the knife dropped, the tentacles were cut off decisively, and balls of dark green blood splashed out.

The octopus monster screamed in pain, its tentacles trembled wildly, and rushed towards him.

Ji Fenglin's eyes flickered, and he quickly stepped forward without any intention of retreating.

At the same time, deafening and sharp buzzing sounded from every corner of the studio in all directions.

"alarm!"

"An abnormality was detected in the live broadcast, and security personnel will be dispatched to clear the host!"

"Alarm, alert!"

The siren rang through the hall, and Shen Chan felt something in her heart, and glanced at the pixel clown in her mind.

Sure enough, 444 had a bad face.

If Bai Shuangxing didn't make that phone call, they, as hosts, made a mess of the studio. As a monitoring system, 444 could immediately kill them on the grounds of "violating the rules of Bai Ye".

Unfortunately, the call was successfully dialed.

In this way, "destroying the studio hall" became a task assigned to them by the main system. They were just a group of small hosts who performed the task conscientiously, so what bad intentions could they have?

The three of them did not violate the rules, so 444 couldn't kill them directly, so they could only summon the ghosts in Bai Yeli to encircle and suppress them.

And Li Gui, he might not necessarily win them.

Inadvertently meeting 444's gaze, Shen Chan made a grimace.

The pixel clown's face was distorted, and the emotions in his eyes could not be seen, only the corners of his mouth twitched.

On the other side, Ji Fenglin was approaching the octopus monster.

He moved swiftly, and his strikes were ruthless and fast. Tentacles were chopped off one after another, and the whole ground was soaked in blood.

Sensing the increasingly obvious killing intent, Teacher Little Ke howled in pain, flicked a few times in embarrassment, and from dozens of densely packed eyes, large and large tears flowed out.

Immediately, the light of the knife swirled lightly.

Blood spurted out, wetting the boy's clothes.

The sharp long knife pierced straight into its heart, and the monster opened its black and white eyes wide, full of disbelief.

How could this be?

It stayed in this white night, seeing human beings crying and dying one after another, like watching a funny comedy.

Why... Today, it will die in the hands of humans?

Ji Fenglin lowered his eyes, and calmly drew out the blade.

The Asura Saber pierced through the wind, making a soft clang, and scattered a smear of blood.

Teacher Little Ke twitched for a moment and stopped moving.

"Yes, do you have any paper?"

099 hidden in the knife whispered, "The blood of the octopus is a bit disgusting."

Shura hate iron for not becoming steel: "You are a ghost, still afraid of blood? I used to—"

Before he could finish speaking, 099 hurriedly answered and gagged him:

"I know, I know, the senior fought bloody battles in the past, and he was so handsome and handsome that he despised the heroes-so, can you wipe it off?"

It can accept the grievance and scarlet blood of the ghost, but the blood of the octopus monster is sticky and has a strange black and green color, which sticks to the knife, making it uncomfortable.

There was a tissue on the host stage, Ji Fenglin quickly wiped the knife clean, stood a few steps away, and handed it back to Bai Shuangxing: "Where are we going next?"

There was a distance between the two of them, only the knife was handed to her.

Bai Shuang had a good time: "What are you doing standing so far away?"

The other party paused.

A few strands of black hair fell down in front of her forehead, and the murderous aura of not long ago dissipated completely. Ji Fenglin looked at her with dark eyes, as if a little embarrassed.

Pointing to the blood on his body, he whispered, "It's dirty."

He remembered that Baishuangxing had a little cleanliness.

Because he was going to hand her the Asura Saber, he also wiped his palms very clean without any trace of blood.

His heart was scratched like a cat's paw.

Bai Shuangxing took the Asura Saber and nodded politely: "Thank you."

After a short pause, she continued: "You have also heard the sirens. Next, many ghosts in the white night will come here one after another."

The studio is just that big, and they don't know anything about the layout of the terrain, so even if they want to run, they have nowhere to go.

After a moment of silence, Bai Shuangxing turned his head to the side and looked at a door not far away.

The door was closed quietly, and there was no sound in the room, as if all the shocking events just now had nothing to do with it.

On the door, there are several neat big characters:

"Guidance and control room".

"Go to the control room and have a look."

She said, "If I'm not mistaken...there is something important."

For the studio hall of variety shows, Bai Shuangxing has a certain degree of understanding.

The studio is the place where guests and hosts interact, while the control room is the "central nerve" during the recording process.

Here, the staff can schedule the program, monitor each camera, and be responsible for overall coordination.

Simply put, all the program content before and after can be found here.

Before Ji Feng walked in the front, when he opened the door, he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

He frowned, confirmed that there was no danger, and turned his head to signal Bai Shuangxing and Shen Chan silently.

There is no light in the room, but it has its own light——

On the wall opposite the main entrance, there are dozens of monitoring screens in operation.

Seeing the picture on the screen clearly, Shen Chan by the door couldn't help being stunned.

Every scene... is the appearance of people dying miserably in different white nights.

There are women hiding under the bed, covering their mouths and shedding tears, there are men whose limbs have been cut off little by little, and there are also old and young people who know that death is imminent and hug each other for comfort.

As far as the eye can see, it is all blood red.

Blood, stumps, eyes wide open, internal organs spread everywhere, and pieces of rotten flesh and blood.

In contrast, it is the carnival of the ghosts, the floating shadows, the footsteps getting closer, and the expectant grin like a cat catching a mouse.

In this dark and cramped small room, every second, you can hear the wailing and howling of human beings like wild animals when they are dying.

The scene was too cruel, just looking at it made Shen Chan's stomach feel uncomfortable.

"this is……"

Ji Fenglin said in a deep voice, "All the victims trapped in the white night."

Bai Shuang nodded.

From the beginning of this white night, they learned an important news.

Here, a large number of human souls are imprisoned.

Jiang Caiyun, Li Ziyan and Zeng Xu in the villa, two folklorists in the village, and the innocent dead in the castle.

Either they strayed into the territory of the evil god, or they were pulled into the white night, in the endless slaughter, die without a burial site.

Even if they lose their lives, they will not be relieved——

Everyone's soul is trapped in the white night, repeating the torment of death over and over again, and it is even made into a variety show and reduced to the jokes of ghosts.

After trying to understand this point, Bai Shuangxing has been thinking about where their souls are hidden.

There is no doubt that the studio hall is the core of Bai Ye.

Since these souls are going to be made into a variety show at any time, for the sake of convenience, the victim must be in this building.

And the whole building is the most critical, the most able to coordinate the overall situation, and it covers all the monitoring...

Only the control room.

Now it seems that she guessed right.

Bai Shuangxing is not stupid, let alone self-inflated to the point of being arrogant, thinking that they alone can fight against all the unknown number of ghosts.

But... apart from the group of onlookers who love to eat human blood steamed buns, there are other ghosts in this white night.

Imprisoned in the live broadcast, don't know how many times the cycle of extremely painful death...

The resentment of these victims must be terrifyingly strong.

They died because of Bai Ye, so it is reasonable for her to release them and let them destroy Bai Ye as revenge, isn't it?

"Hey...you, what do you want to do!"

Sensing Bai Shuangxing's thoughts, the pixel clown finally showed a hint of panic on his grinning face.

Until now, against Baishuangxing, it can be said to be absolutely sure.

But now, almost reflexively, 444 took a hasty step back.

"Are you crazy?! Do you know what is in here! They have been imprisoned for so long, they have gone crazy!"

The pixel clown panicked and roared furiously: "Once you release these guys, you will be finished! Hey! Can you hear me!"

The victims are polluted by evil gods, and they have deep resentment. There is a high probability that they will lose their minds and become evil spirits who only know how to kill.

Baishuangxing has also considered this issue.

Fortunately, for her, it can't be a problem.

"The control room is the center of variety shows."

Bai Shuangxing said softly: "Destroy this place, and the past Baiye illusion will also be destroyed."

This was originally just her guess, but looking at 444's crazy appearance, it was obvious that she guessed right.

There was a rustling sound outside the door.

The ghost sent by the program group was approaching, Bai Shuangxing squinted his eyes, looking up at the pictures on the wall.

"alarm!"

"The guidance and control room has been invaded, and the security personnel are requested to go there quickly to investigate the risks!"

Baishuangxing ignored it.

She took a deep breath, clenched the long knife full of murderous intent in her hand——

In the blink of an eye, he smashed towards the program master console!

Shura's knife cut the iron like mud, accompanied by the long sound of the wind breaking, and the sound of cracking and cracking came from the silent small room.

The first monitoring screen flickered suddenly, projecting an eerie and eerie light of uncertain brightness and darkness.

It seems that the ripples are swaying, followed by the second and third sides.

Cracks spread from bottom to top, spreading rapidly like a spider web, occupying every screen in less than a second.

A few wisps of black air spiraled out, and the screams in the ears became even more noisy.

"Alarm, alert!"

"It was detected... 呵啦... the main console is damaged... please be timely... 呵啦..."

"Bastards! You bastards!"

The pixel clown scratched his curly hair vigorously, and the colorful oil paint on his face was messy and smudged, making it look like a hellish ghost.

It kept cursing and swearing:

"You deserve to go to hell! When they come out, I want to see you all killed! Idiots! Idiots!!!"

Bai Shuangxing only smiled.

The next second, the pixel clown was stunned.

The Shura Knife held by her is ferocious and brutal, and it is a well-known evil.

But now, in the palm of Bai Shuangxing's hand holding the knife, a ray of soft white light overflowed.

My heart skipped a beat.

444 opened his mouth, his legs became weak for a moment, and he fell to the ground.

The white glow was like mist and smoke, but in a blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the guidance and control room.

It seems that the long night has passed, and the rising sun suddenly appeared on the horizon, piercing through the thick and dark layered clouds, and bursting out the first soft light.

Shu You's slender, thready strands, slowly swaying away like water, but also show their sharpness, unstoppable.

This is the purification domain of the God of Light, which can ensure that those who died tragically will not be swallowed by resentment and retain their humanity.

The halo dissipated, and a screen shattered.

At the same time, in all the pictures on the wall, men and women who were dying seemed to be inspired, and they raised their heads together.

Killing, butchering, despair, and ever-increasing hatred.

Under the stretching white light, there is nowhere to hide the ugliness.

And the shackles that imprisoned them here have already cracked.

The confinement has been lifted, and the pain that has been accumulated for a long time bursts out instantly.

In the control room, the walls and ceiling trembled violently. Surveillance system No. 444 felt cold all over and retreated step by step.

Never.

This is its white night... its white night!

It offered so much food to the god, it was his most loyal system, he—

Seeing that the plot has been messed up in a mess, the sense of despair is as heavy as a mountain, making it hard to breathe.

However, suddenly, the pixel clown suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Alarm, alert!"

"detected……"

"Shh!"

Surveillance system 444 is stuck in place, motionless.

Its expression is indescribably weird.

Noticing this, Bai Shuangxing raised his eyebrows and looked towards the door.

The ghost sent by Bai Ye has already arrived outside the door.

She didn't know when, the oppressive feeling of suffocation weighed heavily on her heart, it was cold and bitter, and it was unspeakably dull.

This is definitely not the shock that ordinary ghosts can bring.

The door of the room was pushed open forcefully, and she saw more than a dozen bloody and bloody ghosts.

At the same moment, amidst the continuous clicking noises, the broadcast sounded again.

This time, it was no longer an alarm issued by a cold mechanical sound.

When the radio sounded, for some reason, Bai Shuangxing's heart suddenly felt cold, and his body froze suddenly as if frozen.

she heard...

a song.

The singing sounded, and the ghosts stopped their movements one after another.

The song was cheerful and melodious, in a language she had never heard before, mixed with different voices of men, women and children.

The tunes come and go, from the initial joy soaring all the way, gradually high-pitched, and gradually become a chilling sharp high-pitched voice, with murmurs and silly laughs—

Suddenly, the background sound stopped.

In the huge studio, from the radio, a maddened shout sounded: "Praise my God!"

The sense of oppression is stronger.

Bai Shuangxing's eyes darkened slightly.

In some white nights, the consciousness of the evil god remains.

In "Evil Ghosts will be reflected" and "The First School Rule", because of keeping his statue, Bai Shuangxing was able to have a relationship with him.

As for the current white night, it is obvious that it is a petri dish for evil gods to collect human fears.

Countless ghosts stayed here, and under the guidance of the monitoring system 444, they gave birth to an extremely devout belief in him.

Because of this, it is likely to have attracted the power of the evil god.

The Asura Saber in his hand shook imperceptibly.

On the broadcast, there was constant laughter and whispering, and if you listen carefully, there are also human cries for mercy.

Countless people spoke at the same time, and their voices were wave after wave, all mixed together, and they couldn't hear clearly.The strange thing is that Bai Shuangxing can understand what they said.

"He's watching you."

"Where is he?"

"He was on top of the stars, He was at the beginning of all things, He was at..."

"Shh, he's coming!"

The last voice fell, and the ghost standing by the door suddenly launched a surprise attack!

As early as when the door of the guidance and control room was opened, Bai Shuangxing clicked on the "Sura Knife" in his mind.

She never let down her vigilance, and she didn't panic in the face of the attack. She was about to draw her knife, but she caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing by her side.

Bai Shuangxing was slightly stunned.

She smells something close to wood, which can't be understood or explained.

The Asura Saber was snatched away by the man familiarly, and the young man's deep and lazy laugh sounded in his ears.

"Take a good look at how to use this knife."

"senior."

099 whispered: "If you want to protect them, just say it outright."

Shura ignored it, his right hand was long and slender, and his five fingers were firmly grasping the handle of the knife.

This is a fluid movement.

The small room was dark, with a flash of cold light——

Before Bai Shuangxing could see his movements clearly, Shura had already chopped off Li Gui's head.

With the skills fully activated, the Shura Knife is no longer bound by Bai Ye, showing its true power.

At the same time, the victims who were awakened by Baishuang Xing rushed to the ghostly shadows by the door by breaking through the live broadcast screen!

Resentment abounds, and shadows are like tides.

After being ants at the mercy of the slaughter for so long in the white night, at this moment, they have finally become 'human beings' who can do whatever they want and break free from the shackles.

Next, the roles of hunter and prey are reversed.

Revenge begins.

"you……"

Shura's aura is unmatched, and he is definitely not an ordinary human being.

The ghosts who came to hunt down the siege were in charge of security. They had been patrolling the building before, and they were not the audience in the live broadcast room.

Of course, they knew nothing about his identity.

Under such a terrifying sense of oppression, a ghost couldn't help trembling, and tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

As a powerful god, Shura has many titles that are enough to make them fearful.

But the young man with the long knife just raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at Bai Shuangxing.

"I?"

He said, "This girl's little uncle."

The bottom of his eyes blurred with blood, and the wind lifted the black hair around his feet.

Shura's wrist moved, and he smiled lazily but flamboyantly, drawing out a sharp murderous intent.

"My niece got into trouble, I'll settle it."