Livestream: One Extreme Challenge Every 24 Hours

Incense. . . Floating by, lighting wax, burning paper, adding incense, but no movement; pouring wine, paying tribute, setting off firecrackers, smashing cards, but no response; digging graves, digging graves, opening coffins, whipping corpses, and losing temper; setting up tables, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, thundering, and removing corpses; setting fire, burning corpses, crushing bones, raising ashes, and trying again; bells, wooden swords, villains, chanting incantations, and summoning spirits again; tears, crying, wailing, and beating the ground, the author is dead... I am helpless.

You are so good, but it is difficult for me to handle flowers.

You may have forgotten the headshot incident of a bungee jumping crocodile

Is the author here? Are you a eunuch? Give me a word

Please give me flowers~Please give me evaluation votes~Please give monthly votes for support~~Please give me a beating in the comment section