The Sick Beauty Becomes a Heartthrob in Infinity

Yun Zhen has a pretty face that is worth a lot of beauty points, but she is light-toned, easily attracts evil, has a bloodless face, and has a weak constitution that will break at the touch of a touch. And he accidentally got involved in an infinite game. Live broadcast barrages expressed: ——The new anchor in the good-looking area next door? ——Lovely sweetheart, being pretty is of no use here. After the game started, all the new anchors were so frightened that they screamed and ran away. Yun Zhen stood expressionless and stood there. Everyone thought he was dead when the BOSS's thick black mist surrounded him. The system informed him of some news—— Good news: [You have been spotted by BOSS. Bad news: [more than one] Worse news: [They still want to breed with you] - Yunzhen has participated in the behind-the-scenes production of countless horror-themed movies and is regarded as a master of horror aesthetics. It's like falling into hell for others, but it's his Garden of Eden. When facing the mysterious, powerful and twisted monster, Yun Zhen thought for a while and asked, "Can I study you?" Live broadcast room audience:? Study the boss, is he crazy? However, no one expected—— The BOSS of the folklore dungeon presented a bloody wedding dress; the mutated mermaid presented pearls made from tears; the BOSS of the supernatural legend brought the pen fairy's paper and pen... As Yunzhen continues to clear levels. The players were jealous and envious, and they all condemned: Throw it away after use, what a scumbag! - After clearing the level, Yunzhen is about to return to real life. However, the order of the infinite game went out of control, and the dungeon bosses he had dumped appeared together and merged into a terrifying evil god. He pressed him on the supreme throne, smiled charmingly and dangerously, and asked: "Aren't you going to study it in depth? My love." Yunzhen: "..." It's just a joke, why do you take it seriously? Reading guide: 1. Main attack, the beauty attack of the sick, indifferent and career batch Intention: Suffering pushes me to the cliff, sit down and sing a song