I’m Actually a Bigshot

    In the theater, His Highness Death is thinking.

    Maybe he should hide while his betrothed is still confused.

    But what if the power of Su Qingxing loses control and the world built by this builder accidentally collapses?

    On the screen of the cinema, the story of the art classroom is not over yet. When Bai Birch with a bald head and Dewey with a crooked nose and slanted eyes and no mouth sat covering their faces, another crisp female voice rang out in the classroom.

    The sound was more like a reminder to Baihua and Dewey.

    "Teacher, can I add a hat to you, it must be very suitable." The seemingly ordinary little girl stuck her head out from behind the easel, and then a girl with a lace bow A wide-brimmed hat appeared on Dewey's head.

    It's still green.

    The rim of the hat was right on Dewey's shifted eye, and everyone could see the pain in his expression, but no one came to help.

    After all, Bai Hua couldn't protect herself, and Murong and Qin Guan could not wait to stab Dewey directly.

    "It's so beautiful!" There was a chorus in the art classroom for the green hat on Dewey's head.

     Immediately after, someone said: "The little brother over there is really good-looking, do you think it will look good in women's clothes?"

    "Try it!"

    "Try it!"

    "Women's clothing is very popular now! Hee hee hee!" There were many voices of approval in the classroom.

    "You all shut up!" Bai Hua immediately stopped her.

    But soon Bai Hua felt that her body became cold, the original white shirt and jeans disappeared, only a white dress was worn on Bai Hua.

    "Hee hee hee, a beautiful person like my little brother is really suitable for wearing white clothes." The girl who put on a dress for Baihua seems to be very satisfied with her work.

    "Do you know who I am?!" Whenever Bai Hua begins to emphasize his identity, it means that he can no longer bear it any longer, "I am the one chosen by Lord Death, you guys Where do the little devils have the courage to toss me!"

    "Oh, I'm so scared." The girls' voices came immediately, but no matter how they heard it, they seemed to be perfunctory Bai Hua.

    "I think Bai Hua's facial features are still a little imperfect." Even Mu Rong, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but intervene, "How about reorganizing his facial features?"

    "Actually, I think it's weird to look like this now." Qin Guan also spoke next to him, "No hair, no figure, and wearing a white dress with nothing, it's easy to walk on the road Terrifying."

    "How about tearing up the current painting and starting over?" Mu Rong smiled coldly, "Let's see if the handsome young man Bai will suddenly disappear from the world like Qingxing."

    "I think something is missing." Someone else stuck his head out from behind the easel, "Since you're already dressed so well, how can you forget to put on lipstick?"

    "Great idea!"

    "Oops, I seem to have run out of red paint, what should I do?"

    Hearing the rustling voice in the classroom, Bai Hua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He really couldn't stand other tossing with his current appearance.

    "It's okay, I have red paint here." A teenager who was much taller than a white birch stood up from behind the easel.

    "Zhu Ting?!" When Bai Hua saw the boy clearly, it was as if he had seen a ghost, and immediately covered his mouth with his movable hands, "Hmm! Hmm! "

    "My God, this is..." Even Mu Rong and Qin Guan couldn't help but look away.

    The boy who stood up from the classroom was not very handsome, but he looked very decent. But... there was a wound on the boy's neck that was almost bone deep, and the blood that came out stained the entire white shirt on the boy's body, but it continued to flow down.

    "I have red paint here." The boy's neck was crooked, making the wound even more hideous, "Are these enough?"

    "You are fake, you are not Zhu Ting." The bald Bai Hua shook her head in disbelief, "You are not Zhu Ting, Zhu Ting has..."

    "Already dead, killed by you." The boy's bulging eyes stared at Bai Hua, "Bai Hua, why are you doing this to me!"

      But why do you want to kill me?!" Zhu Ting's eyes were bleeding, and red blood was already running on the floor of the art classroom.

    "You are so hypocritical!" Although Bai Hua had fear in his eyes, he restrained himself well, at most his voice trembled, "You said that you would do anything for my happiness, you said In the future, I would risk my life for my happiness! If it weren't for the blood sacrifice that needs virgin blood, I wouldn't even want to talk to you at that time! Besides, I didn't even know that the blood sacrifice would require so much blood!"

    "That's not right." Mu Rong suddenly interrupted Bai Hua, "If you need the blood of a virgin, you can do it yourself? You're going to commit suicide anyway, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone by the way? "

    Hearing Murong's words, Bai Hua's complexion instantly turned blue, red, purple and white, especially ugly.

    "My God, isn't the handsome boy Bai no longer a boy?" From the moment he entered the art classroom, Murong felt that everything that happened here was so relieved!

    "That was before I met Lord Death!" Bai Hua immediately defended, "No, I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!"

    "I'll paint you lipstick." The ghost named Zhu Ting stained red with a paintbrush, and even though he looked hideous, he still drew the red lips for Bai Birch very seriously.

    "Hmm..." Bai Hua desperately bit his lips, but there was still a tinge of blood on his mouth, it was not red paint, but Zhu Ting's blood!

    "Do you still have red paint over there?" The girl sitting in the corner of the first row suddenly said, "Mr. Du's clothes are red, but I don't have red paint here either. I feel like I need a lot..."

    "Do you need it?" Zhu Ting tilted his neck and glanced at the girl's direction, "Don't you have a lot yourself?"

    "Ah!" The girl jumped up from the chair in fright, and pushed down the easel in front of her as soon as she missed it, revealing her whole body in Dewey's eyes.

    "Um..." Dewey's intact eye clearly recognized the girl, and the loss of his mouth also prevented Dewey from screaming even if he couldn't control himself for a while.

    The girl looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and looked very cute.

     But between the girl's legs, dirty blood continued to flow.

    "I forgot..." the girl said quietly, "I have a lot of blood, I also have a lot of blood... Do you like this color, Mr. Du? Do you remember, Mr. Du? This is us baby..."

    "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

    Horrible screams resounded throughout the classroom!

    "What's the matter?" Mu Rong was also surprised, "Isn't Dewey's mouth gone?"

    "I forgot to draw it just now, so I just made it up now." The girl who first spoke smiled and replied.

     Immediately afterwards, everyone noticed that Dewey's neck had a **** mouth open!

    "What the **** did this scumbag Dewey do!" Mu Rong couldn't help covering her eyes, "This scumbag dares to call herself a teacher, what a shame!"

    "It's a really good horror movie." Qin Guan sneered for a while, "Since Dewey has already shouted like that, that means he's already out? This is really a good reincarnation."

    "Mr. Du, look, this is our baby." The innocent girl only held bright red blood in her hands, but after hearing what she said, everyone couldn't bear to look directly.

    "Scumbag!" Mu Rong gritted her teeth again and said, "No wonder he hooked up with Bai Hua so quickly, even if he smiles every day, he's just a scumbag! I really don't know what this **** does How many little girls and how many people have been deceived by this seemingly kind smile!"

    In the eyes of everyone, Dewey's body really began to become transparent...

    "Don't! Don't! I don't want to go!" Dewey shouted desperately.

    Besides the screen, Lord Reaper who was watching this "movie" nodded and said, "It's really a good movie."

    "Let go of me!" At the moment when Dewey's body became transparent, the power around Su Qingxing exploded!

    Since it is impossible to bring his true body into the world of underworld trials, so the power that Su Qingxing burst out at this moment, even Sisi, who has been trying so hard to suppress, is powerless!

    Even if the **** of death clung to the hands of the betrothed and embraced the slightly slender figure in his arms desperately, Su Qingxing's power still burst out all around!

    "Boom!"

    Meditation and Su Qingxing were like being in a storm, the seats around them and all the arrangements in the theater were crushed by force, only the front screen was already playing Dewey's disappearing screen.

    "Peace." The contemplation tried to embed the betrothed in his arms.

    Su Qingxing just stared at Dewey who was about to disappear, then struggled to open his contemplative embrace, stretched out his hand in the direction of Dewey on the screen, and then...

    Pinch hard!

    Su Qingxing's burst of power caused a gust of wind to blow up the silver hair that was casually tied and hung down.

    "Ah!" What's really strange is that the moment when Dewey on the screen shot Su Qingxing off the screen, he suddenly stopped becoming transparent and seemed to be strangled by the neck. pain!

    Dewey's **** mouth, which was transferred to his neck, was also severely strangled, which looked terrifying and absurd!

    "He's dying." Shen Si stood beside Su Qingxing, "Why do you need to do this?"

    "The responsibility of the guide is to send those who are not pleasing to the eye to hell, and to bring the people you choose back to the ghost town." The confused Su Qingxing can also be regarded as a good baby who can answer questions." I hate Dewey, it's too cheap to send him to hell!"

    As he spoke, Su Qingxing's outstretched hand immediately clenched.

    Dewey on the screen turned into pieces and ashes in a piercing scream.

    Ashes!

    "Spirit number MS8346, Dewey. Trial failed."

    "You are undoubtedly the strongest of all guides." Death looked at Dewey, who was in ashes on the screen, but he didn't feel pity, but asked curiously, "If someone is there He was killed in the trial, he didn't go to hell, he didn't go to a ghost town, then where would he go?"

    "It will be processed lag." Su Qingxing finally calmed down after an outbreak, "Maybe to clear his memory and go to another ghost town to start over. But Dewey, it's not worth continuing to waste energy."

    "Can only ghosts with good intentions go to ghost towns?"

    "No." Su Qingxing's mood became more and more stable, the whole person leaned on Shen Si's body subconsciously, and his voice became more sleepy, "That's just me and Zhu Sha's personal preference. In order to enhance their own strength, many ghost towns will choose the most ferocious and cruel ghosts to join the ghost town, I don't like it..."

    The **** of death immediately hugged Su Qingxing who was poured into his arms.

    His betrothed was not exhausted, but too tired and had to close his eyes and sleep for a while.

    After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Su Qingxing, the **** of death looked around, and found that the seats in the entire movie hall had been crushed by the power of his betrothed.

    So, the **** of death could only hold Su Qingxing like this, looking at the comforting sleeping face of his betrothed, he couldn't help but whisper: "When I settle everything, I will tell you all the stories. ."

    Then, the two cuddled together, facing the only intact movie screen in front of them.

    Although Dewey was gone, Bai Hua on the screen still fearlessly looked at Zhu Ting walking towards him.

    Even though the boy was covered in blood, Bai Hua said unmoved, "I won't be afraid. No matter how embarrassed I am now, as long as I can pass the customs smoothly, everything will return to the way it was before. I can’t do this at all, how can I go to see Lord Death?”