Waste Card, but the Concept Is Great

Ming Que, an African chief who could hardly drink cold water, stepped into a strange space when he went downstairs to throw away some garbage. Welcome newcomers to join this round of card drawing escape games, I wish you good luck. Ming Que's eyelids twitched: What kind of card drawing game? He can even hack the guaranteed card pool until the last crooked card. It's a rubbish game. Isn't this just going to cost him his life? Linggui live broadcast room A Taoist priest who specializes in conquering ghosts, a witch with the ability to predict, a medium who can communicate with ghosts and gods, a painter with the magic brush Ma Liang... Ming looked at everyone else's fairly useful ID cards and turned over his own - the live broadcast room administrator. [You are fair and just, work hard to maintain the norms of the live broadcast room, and are the guardian of civilization in the live broadcast room. ] Ming Que: ... Fuck you, uncle. The ghosts came out to kill them wantonly, but Ming, wearing the administrator badge, muted the ghosts. Five times of muting triggered the ban effect, and the ghosts disappeared directly on the spot. It is normal for administrators to ban and ban accounts. But Mingqu soon discovered that there was a more direct way to kill ghosts. Ming, who was forced to a dead end, faced the final boss. Xin Yiheng rushed forward with the curled ax in his hand: "Let's die together, big-headed monster." The next second, still one meter away, the giant-headed monster suddenly fell to the ground. Ming Que:? [The unknown ghost died in the Linggui live broadcast room and received the posthumous title: Big-Headed Monster. ] Ming Que:...... A posthumous title is also a title, and a posthumous title is also a title. Escape from Fairy Tale Town Everyone else is a king with the highest authority and a knight with full force points, but Ming has a Snow White in his backhand. [You are delicate, beautiful, powerless, and with the purest heart, waiting for the prince's redemption. ] Ming Que:...... It's a waste of time. Rubbish games will go out of business sooner or later. I can't fight, I can't run, and there's a bad guy watching the theater next to me. "Prince": "How pitiful, my princess needs help?" Ming grinded his back molars, spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the other person's collar and knocked him violently. However, after a bloody kiss, Ming came back to life full of blood. [Snow White·True Love's Kiss has been activated and health has been restored. ] Ming Que:. So, I got poisoned, pulled the prince for a kiss, was bitten by the monster, pulled the prince for a kiss, his internal organs fell out, pulled the prince for a kiss... The person who was treated as a blood bag grabbed Ming's blood-soaked hair and raised the corners of his lips. "My dear, are you too private?" Mission: Don't give up easily even in desperate situations