Chinese [No CP] Plane live broadcast

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  1. NightmareSeller

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    Name: [No CP] Plane live broadcast 【无CP】位面直播中
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    http://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=2829474
    NU Link: N/A
    Why It Should Get Picked Up: No CP + QT Female! MC
    Actually, I really like the sub-genre of faking the true supernatural as a fake one
    It's an old and popular sub-genre [At least in my collection] But I have only encountered two such a sub-genre among Chinese novels [Don't know whether it's not a popular sub-genre in that country or I'm the one who didn't encounter them]
    The first one was Supernatural female anchor 灵异女主播 which is a good read [Unfortunatelly, it's not a complete "NO CP", but the first and mid-stage focuses on upgrades, and the cp appears in the latter part, which is tolerable for a No CP lover] and the second one is this one
    Description:

    A story about a live broadcast of an anchor in various planes.

    Novice rule three that the anchor needs to follow: Please don't expose the fact that you are in a different plane. Once exposed, immediately obliterate it.
    Anchor Jiang: You come to tell me, they are flying in the sky one by one, how can I hide it?
    System gentleman: Relying on understanding and perseverance, if you can't hide it, it's just a death.
    Anchor sauce: Yinblow Siting...a racing boat...+1s...
    When showing the brave and heroic posture of the male gods and goddesses, the anchor must try to help them make up a reasonable one that will not allow Newton to climb the coffin board. Explanation.
    You see, the actor who looks super like Ximen Chuuxue is the anchor I bought from the Cowherd store...
    Don’t watch them fly into the sky... Actually, there are Vias hanging behind...
    Why we seem to be in ancient times. In the tomb... of course, is the anchor selection absolutely real...
    The currently decided plane: Lu Xiaofeng, Tomb Notes, Jiansan, Dragon Race, Full-time Master, HP, Chu Liuxiang Legend, Liao Zhai Zhiyi, Thriller Paradise. Others can be added at any time, and readers are also welcome to add.

    Demining:
    1. The author has terms such as "special" and "nima", and those who are not suitable are advised to abandon the article.
    2. If you haven't read the original work of the dragon family, just go around it. If you have read the original, I will write the protagonist miserably in the dragon family, try to... be as miserable as everyone in the original book.
    So after reading it, you may find it, and I will do it too. In order to prevent both of us from losing it...so just go around and discard the article.
    3. There is a plot of Xiaoweiguan in the Jiansan Er Er Zhoumu, if the plot is not suitable, you can skip it selectively.
    4. I imitated the original writing style in the full-time second week, but the imitation is not good, so it will cause the plot to drag.
    This is a level issue, but I can say that I wrote it seriously, and I didn't fool it.
    If you feel bad, you can skip or discard the article.
    5. The author doesn't like someone scolding my heroine.
    So if you scold, please scold lightly, or come with some interesting scolding methods. If you scold your head and cover your face as soon as you come up, I will scold you.
    In addition, this article also has a pseudo-homicide plot. What does it mean (Wangtian), I don't know if she killed or she didn't know whether she killed or not, but she and I hope not to kill.

    Content Tag: System Quick Pass-Through Book, Live
    Search keywords: Protagonist: Yan Xiaofu┃Supporting roles: Lu Xiaofeng, Zhang Qiling, etc.┃Others: My male god~~~~
     
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    1. Lu Xiaofeng's plane
    Darn it, any native Chinese [Reading the original works of Gu Long and other wuxia masters] out there? help.
    2. Daomu Biji's plane
    Novelupdate's link
    Order to read or watch
    3. Jian Xia Qing Yuan Online Version 3
    [This one is a game]
    4. Lu Xiaofeng's plane (Second time)
    5. Dragon Raja II: Eyes of the Bereaved
    6. The king's avatar
    7. Daomu Biji (Grave Robbery Note) (2nd time)
    8.Harry Potter
    9. Jian Xia Qing Yuan Online Version 3 (2nd time)
    10. The king's avatar (2nd time)
    11. Daomu Biji (Tomb notes) (3rd time)
    12. The Legend of Chu Liuxiang
    13. Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio ( A Chinese Ghost Story / Painted Skin)
    14. The king's avatar (3rd time)
    15. Daomu Biji (Tomb notes) (4th time)
    16. Thriller Paradise
    17. Lu Xiaofeng's plane (3rd time)
    18. The king's avatar (4th time)
    19. Dragon Raja II: Eyes of the Bereaved (2nd time)
    20. Daomu Biji (Tomb notes) (5th time)
    21. The Legend of Chu Liuxiang (2nd time)
    22. Zhu Xian [NU link]
    23. Dragon Raja II: Eyes of the Bereaved (3rd time)
    24. Daomu Biji (Tomb notes) (6th time)
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    "F*ck, what's the situation?" Yan Xiaofu opened her mouth wide enough to swallow a fist, staring at the pedestrians and antique buildings on the street. She hesitated for a long time, but didn't know which way to go. . After wandering for a while, she first cautiously scanned the surrounding scenery, and saw that the streets were full of vendors and merchants hawking, as well as a bustling crowd. All people wear clothes that are not gorgeous, but full of ancient charm. There are all kinds of daily objects that only appeared in the age of underdeveloped industry.

    Taking a deep breath, she tugged on the clothes that had just been taken off the dead woman, and touched the hot thing on her chest.

    The Xiaomi phone on the chest is still exuding familiar heat.

    Yan Xiaofu is a freelancer, and usually makes money by living on live broadcasts, cos clothing stores opened on Taobao, and other odd jobs. It was her weekly fixed live broadcast time again that day, and she took the live broadcast equipment and wandered at a local comic show early in the morning, while shopping and thinking about where to broadcast the live broadcast. As a result, I accidentally walked for a while, and when I looked up, I found that the style of painting in front of me was wrong.

    Are these big trees in front of you five or six stories high? Why didn't you see it outside the venue? Yan Xiaofu was dumbfounded for a second, and then thought of something, she quickly took out her phone and took a look, and then let out a long sigh of relief—thankfully, the phone signal is full.

    Yan Xiaofu calmed down immediately. Since the mobile phone signal is still there, are you still nervous? She slipped the phone back into her pocket slowly while lamenting that this show was really willing to pay for it. I heard that they have invited one of the most famous pseudonymous groups in the magic city. Now it looks like not only the coser is great, but the setting is also very attractive. If there is some time left after the live broadcast is over, maybe it will be possible. Take a feature film here or something.

    What she thought was pretty good, but after walking for five or six minutes, she didn't see the edge of the forest. Yan Xiaofu couldn't help feeling nervous, and slowly stopped where she was. The situation seems to be a little bit wrong. It should be possible to walk out in five or six minutes. How come it seems that you can't walk out now.

    Yan Xiaofu panicked slowly in her heart. She trembled and called her mother, father, and girlfriends, but she was shocked that none of them could get through. Finally, she simply opened the address book and dialed from the first number to the last number. There were dozens of them. As in the previous situation, none of them could get through.

    Very good oh ha ha ha ha.

    Yan Xiaofu kicked the big tree next to her, and the leaves on the tree shook and fell. Looking at the pattering dry leaves, she scratched her head irritably, and sat down under the root of the tree without moving. Up.

    The sun rose slowly, and I don't know how long it took, Yan Xiaofu's stomach groaned. She touched her belly, only then did she remember that she hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

    When she was sitting on the ground, she thought a lot of things in her mind. She thought that her dad and mother should think about it the most, but she didn't expect the most to be the picture of making takoyaki at the exhibition stall. Yan Xiaofu couldn't help thinking with a wry smile, as expected, food is the most important thing in life. After thinking about it, she slowly got up from the ground, patted the ashes on her trousers, turned out the compass that came with her phone, and walked along the north, carefully observing the surrounding scenery.

    An hour later, she finally reached the edge of the forest. This was originally a mountain. She is now in a forest halfway up the mountain. On the way down the mountain, she found an unknown person lying on the trail in the woods. Yan Xiaofu looked at the bloodstains under those people from a distance, and silently guessed how likely they were to be alive.

    It should be... they are all dead.

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the long robes and sleeves of the people lying there, and then at the white shirts and jeans on her, sighed softly, feeling that the road ahead was bleak and dull.

    Biting her finger, slowly, the gaze she cast on the group of people became hot.

    Since it's dead...Can you let me touch the corpse?

    Yan Xiaofu wasn't very afraid of these people who might die. These things weren't a problem in the face of hunger. She waited for a while and found that no one came over, so she walked over straight and neatly, carefully moving these people, looking through them one by one.

    After five or six minutes of tossing, she slowly raised her head and sighed. There were women, men, adults, and children. There were 23 people, and there was no survivor.

    Rubbing her temples, she advised herself not to think too much. The most important thing now is to get things quickly, or else you will kneel down if you have enemies or relatives chasing you like in martial arts novels. Even if no one came, so many corpses would attract the beasts in the forest.

    Taking off a cleaner-looking woman's coat, Yan Xiaofu swiped it and put it directly on the outside of her white shirt and jeans. According to years of experience in making COS clothes, this style of pulling the upper edge of the lower skirt all the way to the chest should be unique to women in the Tang Dynasty. While wearing the clothes, Yan Xiaofu recalled what happened in the Ming Dynasty, by the way carefully. She looked at the skirts and purses of the people on the ground.

    She weighed the broken silver that she had taken out of the dead man in her hands, Yan Xiaofu straightened her clothes, knelt on the ground sturdily, and squatted two heads, then ran wildly along the path to this small town down the mountain.

    Now Yan Xiaofu is standing at the entrance of the most prosperous street in the town, looking at a flatbed truck driven by a horse or a mule with calm eyes, slowly passing by, silent for a long time, again I turned my gaze to a shop on the side of the street, where there was a charming lady who was greeting the guests. She wore a cheesy golden hairpin on her head with a trembling golden phoenix following the woman’s every move. It shook up and down; there was an old man selling sugar paintings standing at the door of the shop, and a group of small carrot heads surrounded him, acting like a baby to ask the old man to paint them bigger and better-looking sugar paintings.

    She walked forward slowly again, and saw many novel and interesting things along the way. With a feeling of seeing a miracle, she moved slowly following the crowd, listening to the vendors on the street greet the guests traveling from north to south with an accent that she didn't understand. I saw the aunt selling steamed buns at the end of the street. While smiling heartily, she handed the steaming steamed buns wrapped in big clean lotus leaves to the hands of the guests. Yan Xiaofu had never seen this method of packing food before, and each of the lotus leaf packets with dew seemed to exude a strong lotus leaf fragrance. She stared blankly at the aunt's dexterous hands that tied the lotus leaf packets with reed leaves one by one, with a particularly comfortable rhythm in her movements, and Yan Xiaofu couldn't move her eyes away. I don’t know how long I watched, the aunt suddenly raised her head and smiled at her. Yan Xiaofu shuddered back to her senses, and she also showed a small arc in an embarrassing smile. She tilted her body slightly, amidst the bustling crowd. Slowly squeezed past.

    From the street to the end, Yan Xiaofu couldn't find a trace of modernity.

    Before she knew it, she walked to a very lively place. She found that it was originally a shop, with people coming and going, and loud voices and laughter came from the door. There is a sign hanging in front of the store with a total of four large characters. The first two characters are too complicated, but the last two Yan Xiaofu can still vaguely identify the traditional characters for "inn".

    She stood at the door, observing the people entering and exiting the door, holding a piece of stuff that was previously turned over from the dead person in her palms [looks and feels like silver]. She was sweating, and she kept on sweating. Weighing whether the money is enough to stay in the store. She scratched her head and walked into the inn with some hesitation until she saw a few people who looked like simple working people came out of the shop.

    Open in a busy city, it shouldn't be a black shop... right.

    With this feeling, Yan Xiaofu walked in with a heartbeat.

    Just stepping into the threshold, with a white cloth towel on one shoulder, the person who seemed to be the inn's personnel and walked straight towards Yan Xiaofu. The muscles in Yan Xiaofu's body were tense the moment he leaned over.

    Xiao Er was quite enthusiastic: "Does the guest officer stay at the top or stay in the store?"

    Yan Xiaofu: "How much does it cost to stay in the store a day?"

    Xiao Er smiled: "Oh, we have a small business here. The best room is only 20 cents a day. Do you want to stay in the store?"

    "Oh, yes, I live in the store." Yan Xiaofu With a sigh of relief,

    Xiao Er eagerly led Yan Xiaofu upstairs. She stood on the stairs and looked around for a week, and saw that the lobby was filled with customers eating or drinking tea, all kinds of people, dressed in all kinds of society. Some people spit on the clothes of the class, while others eat quietly, and every corner is filled with the indescribable atmosphere of the market.

    Yan Xiaofu took a deep look and followed Xiao Er up the narrow spiral staircase without looking back. Xiao Er led her into a bedroom that often appeared in costume dramas. Said to Yan Xiaofu that food and hot water would be brought up for a while, then he retreated out and closed the door gently.

    Yan Xiaofu lay down on the bed and didn't want to move. She lay quietly for half an hour, and she seemed to be asleep.

    After a while, Yan Xiaofu suddenly struggled to get up from the bed, vividly demonstrating what "sitting up in dying illness" means.

    Taking out her mobile phone from her chest, Yan Xiaofu opened an unfinished novel and read it slowly. She was always afraid that she would encounter uncontrollable events as soon as she fell asleep. After all, in a strange environment, a girl is always easy to be targeted by others.

    Dazed and turned on the phone, Yan Xiaofu walked the mountain road for two hours in the morning. She was tired to death, so she was completely holding on now. She subconsciously clicked on the most commonly used live streaming software client on the screen, staring at some white things floating in front of her eyes. Looking at it, she suddenly became sober, staring at the interface of the live broadcast room dumbfounded.

    These things that drifted past...I am familiar with Tama.

    Dozens of people have been residents in the live broadcast room, and now the entire page is filled with their barrage.

    "Why did you come up here? The anchor is late for more than three hours."

    "Where are you now, the anchor? Is it the magic city you mentioned on Weibo?"

    "I'll go, It really deserves to be a show in the magic city, even the setting of the scene is so real, I beg the anchor to visit more places~~"

    "I want to watch the pseudo-mother group! I want a showman !"

    "Anchor, why are you lying in bed and live broadcast 2333333, do you want to show us your flat chest?"

    Yan Xiaofu was completely dead, she was stunned for a few seconds, suddenly " With a bang, she buckled the phone upside down on her stomach.
    The weather was just right, a few rays of sunlight shone onto the bed through the paper windows, and the dust in the air undulated in the sunlight, light and comfortable like an elf in the wind.

    Yan Xiaofu was lying on the bed like a bastard who had only been turned over, with a hot Xiaomi phone on her belly, staring at the wooden beams with hollow eyes, without moving.

    The current situation is a little bit spiritual, Yan Xiaofu said that her brain capacity is a little bit not enough. I had the idea of never going back, but now my mobile phone can still be used for live broadcasting. So should she continue the live broadcast now, or should she be alone and quiet for the first time?

    Yan Xiaofu's mind is turning quickly. She is subconsciously combing through what happened this morning. Although there is not much information available at present, she can still draw two conclusions:

    First, the phone call in this place is It’s unreasonable, but the live broadcast is unexpectedly usable. In this way, if Yan Xiaofu is lucky enough, then Penguin and Weibo may be able to board;

    second, although the clothing style here seems to be Tang Dynasty, Yes, but unfortunately, Yan Xiaofu basically doesn't know anything about the Tang Dynasty.

    But since the live broadcast room can be used, the second problem is easily solved. If she has any questions, she can directly ask the audience in the live broadcast room. Yan Xiaofu is now thankful that she brought out all the things she used for live broadcast, including her solar charger and shooting pole. Otherwise, the phone will run out of power for a while, and the picture will be very beautiful.

    Slowly sat up, stretched out her sore arm, Yan Xiaofu shook her chaotic head. Because she didn't know how to use it in the live broadcast room, the phone was placed upside down on the bed.

    Yan Xiaofu stepped out of the bed, looked around the scene, thinking in her heart: If the penguin and Weibo become unavailable, can she contact the outside world through the live broadcast room? If this method is feasible, how can you tell your parents about your current situation through the live broadcast room?

    This is not a simple task. Although it is easy to say, there are still many problems in actual operation. Because if she didn't guess wrong, her current situation should be crossing.

    However, the situation of Yan Xiaofu's crossing is very different from the general crossing-most people adopt the setting of never returning after crossing. She is better, and has direct access to the outside world. In this case, it is easy to cause unpredictable consequences.

    —— Once crossing, it can be broadcast live.

    Not to mention whether she can bring ancient things back to modern times, it is aimed at seeing the customs and customs of ancient times. People in archaeology and history will be crazy about it, they don’t. It will care if you were an ordinary, law-abiding citizen before you crossed. As long as it is beneficial to them, they will definitely use it desperately. Once they are targeted-Yan Xiaofu herself is okay, but her parents, Relatives, and girlfriends, and friends are still modern.

    Forget it, I don't want to, anyway, I can't think of it for a while, so I will observe the situation first.

    Yan Xiaofu has always had a big heart, otherwise, she would not choose to be a freelancer after graduating from university. As the saying goes, when the boat arrives at the bridgehead, it is naturally straight. It's a big deal. Don't you have to contact your parents for a lifetime? No matter whether you can go back or not, life will always be the same.

    The furnishings in the room are very simple, not very new, but not old. Yan Xiaofu picked up a ceramic vase placed on the table and watched the patterns on it. The vase did not burn well. If you look carefully, there are still tiny bubbles on it, but Yan Xiaofu’s heart is very surging. If she can’t find a way to go back for a while, she really wants to put this Carry the vase and take it away.

    Porcelain! ancient! Even the folk kiln is enough to last a lifetime, okay!

    Yan Xiaofu was obsessing with the vase in the store, when suddenly the door was knocked. She shuddered and almost didn't throw the vase to the ground, and hurriedly put the vase back.

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the door, trying to use the most aggressive aura to calm the people outside. However, what is sad is that even though she looks full of momentum, her eyes are still awakened from hibernation. The voles are exactly the same.

    She shivered and shouted to the door: "Who?"

    A familiar voice came from the door: "Guest, hot water, and food have been delivered, is it convenient for me to go in now?"

    Hey, it's the second inn.

    Yan Xiaofu smoothed her chest and forcibly calmed himself down. She yelled at the door: "Wait a minute! Right now!" Then she ran back to the bed, buried her phone under the quilt, and lightly walked to the door to open the door.

    Xiao Er is holding a wooden tray with several dishes on it. Yan Xiaofu glanced secretly, only to see some simple meals on top, and a pot of wine; on the side of Xiao Er's body, she immediately closed her eyes back. Then two strong men walked in at the door, each of them holding two wooden barrels in their hands, and misty heat was emerging from the barrels.

    Yan Xiaofu watched them pour the hot water in the wooden bucket into a large wooden bucket behind the screen. After testing the water temperature, Xiao Er smiled and said to Yan Xiaofu: Just at the door, someone will come to pick it up." Then the three of them bowed to Yan Xiaofu and walked out quietly together.

    Yan Xiaofu kept looking at the door being closed before taking back her gaze.

    The hot water tank is emitting a warm mist, and the food on the tray exudes a warm atmosphere. She touched her groaning belly, feeling that she was almost hungry.

    Eat first, don't think about it, wait until you're full and full.

    There are not many things on the dinner plate, Yan Xiaofu filled her stomach with a few swishes. Then she took off her clothes and jumped straight into the hot tub.

    When she was undressing, Yan Xiaofu saw a little blood-stained on the clothes that had been taken from the dead. She was an agitated spirit at first, and then crashed instantly. She was very afraid that someone would come and stare because of this blood. Get on her.

    Don't forget that this suit was taken off from the dead, and it is also the people who have just died. Such people will always attract a lot of attention from the outside world.

    Fortunately, the bloodstain happened to be in an awkward position.

    Uh, if a girl is in her menstrual period, then there is a bit of blood in that part of her...it still makes sense.

    It's fair to say.

    Yan Xiaofu buried her head directly in the hot water, thinking that I would just drown me.

    On this day, the sky is blue and the water is a bit salty.

    After coming out of the tub, Yan Xiaofu washed the blood-stained piece alone, and then put it on the screen. Wearing her own white shirt and jeans, she lay back on the bed. I thought that there was nothing wrong with it anyway, so let’s take a look at the current situation in the live broadcast room. Yan Xiaofu took out the hotter millet from under the quilt, then found a small corner in the room and put it upside down. The phone is coming.

    People in the live broadcast room saw the black screen reappearing, and they became excited again, and the screen was filled with barrage again.

    "Anchor, why are you turning off the camera all the time? Are you doing something indescribable?"

    "I heard the sound of water, maybe the anchor is going to take a bath."

    "Don't be funny, there will be more on the show A place to take a bath? If there is one, I'll go over now!"

    "Don't say anything, the anchor must not be on that magic city show, because I am here now, and I have been shopping for half of it since just now. I haven’t seen the place where the anchor is staying."

    "Where is the anchor now? I heard someone talking just now, and the accent is a bit like that from Hangzhou."

    Yan Xiaofu rubbed her eyebrows, feeling strange and strange. funny.

    When she didn’t know that the live broadcast room was still available, no matter how calm on the surface she seemed, she still panicked in her heart; when she found that the live broadcast room was available, her heart was inexplicably calmed down. In concept, since there is a way to communicate with outsiders, then it will definitely find a way back.

    Staring at the barrage floating past on the screen, Yan Xiaofu nodded thoughtfully.

    Hangzhou?

    The West Lake should not be far from here, no wonder even the aunt who sells steamed buns uses lotus leaves to pack such a highly compelling method. After the clothes are dry, it is better to go to the West Lake to have a look. She has never been to the West Lake in modern times. Now there is such an opportunity to appreciate the authentic ancient West Lake in Hangzhou, which must not be missed.

    However, since we are going to the West Lake, the live broadcast must not continue, otherwise the people in the live broadcast room will see West Lake without any modern facilities, and the fun will be great. With an apologetic face, Yan Xiaofu said embarrassedly to the audience in the live broadcast room: "I'm so sorry everyone, I have something to do today, so I can't live broadcast for the time being. I'm really sorry."

    The little angels in the live broadcast room One after another, they used barrage to swipe "It's okay to go to the anchor." Yan Xiaofu was a little happy, she moved her finger to the exit button of the live broadcast room, but unexpectedly, an accident happened suddenly.

    A dialog box suddenly popped up on the screen of the old Xiaomi mobile phone: "Your live broadcast time this month is not up to the standard. Are you sure you want to exit the live broadcast room?"

    What?

    Yan Xiaofu stared at the dialog box a little stunned. When does her little live room still have this function?

    At this time, another sentence suddenly appeared on the screen: "It is detected that you are participating in the live broadcast of the plane for the first time. During the first live broadcast, you have the right of novice protection. Do you need the novice tutorial provided by the system itself?"

    Yan Xiaofu clicked OK in a daze, and then the Xiaomi phone in Yan Xiaofu's hand disappeared in an instant. At the same time, Yan Xiaofu's charger and shooting rod disappeared along with Yan Xiaofu. Instead, it was in Yan Xiaofu. A translucent screen and a camera-like thing floating in mid-air appeared in front of her eyes. Yan Xiaofu stared blankly at the picture on the translucent screen in front of her. If she read it right, the picture on the screen is exactly the picture of the room she is in.

    There is also a flashing pattern at the bottom of the screen. Yan Xiaofu clicked on it, and then another sentence appeared in front of Yan Xiaofu's eyes:

    1. Please keep the live broadcast staff at least 60 hours of live broadcast time per month. If the live broadcast time is not reached at the end of the month, the anchor will be deducted. The balance of gold coins;

    2. You can earn gold coins from the gifts given by the viewers in the live broadcast room. You can also exchange for gold coins if you have a small amount of items in the plane.

    3. Please do not reveal the fact that you are on a different plane. Once exposed, Obliterate immediately. There are items in the system store that can help you increase the success rate of concealment.

    When Yan Xiaofu saw this, her eyebrows couldn't help but twitched, thinking that the system Tuoma has a disease, and let me go live without letting me reveal the plane I am in. It is simply killing people. Inside.

    There are scattered treaties of less importance behind. Yan Xiaofu drank another drink, and then closed the page.

    Taking a deep breath, she put down the wine glass with a snap, then turned her head without a smile, and said to the camera: "Dear viewers, what I said just now is just beep, let me come today. Teach everyone, if you accidentally cross, what will happen to you."

    At the top of the screen, the name of the live broadcast room has been changed from "Rouge Fu's live broadcast room" to six other characters-

    "Lu Xiaofeng Live Broadcast" ".
    Location: West Lake in Hangzhou
    "Lu Xiaofeng is live."

    To clarify in advance, this name was not changed by Yan Xiaofu herself.

    In fact, when Yan Xiaofu saw this line of words, she paused unnoticeably, but she immediately returned to normal. Looking at the words "6666666" and "23333333" all over the screen, Yan Xiaofu stood up resignedly and rubbed her head, thinking that she might as well wait for the skirt to dry before she went downstairs and turned around.

    It is mandatory to live broadcast for 60 hours a month, which means that it is necessary to live broadcast for two hours a day. Today happened to be the 1st, she didn't want to try the consequences of the unreached live broadcast time, so while the current situation is still safe, she should save more live broadcast time.

    Legend of Lu Xiaofeng... This is not such a stable world.

    Taking advantage of the time to dry clothes, Yan Xiaofu sat cross-legged on the bed and chatted with the audience. Looking at the barrage in front of her, she suddenly became dumbfounded. The audience has already discovered that the name of the live broadcast room has been changed, so it is completely boiling now. Although there are only dozens of people in the room, and a few have left because of the black screen before, but now it is a little bit in the small live broadcast room. It’s not deserted either, all kinds of barrage have been brushed out:

    "God tm Lu Xiaofeng 2333333, now the anchor, have you given up on the live show and changed to the cross drama?"

    "Who will play my male god Ximen Fuxue? Ah? If the face is as long as He Rundong, I will take the pass."

    "Get the pass +1"

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the screen, thinking that Ximen Blowing Snowman is in the northwest. Where can I buy it for you on Tuoma.

    "Anchor, where is the plot going now? I want to watch the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City."

    "Same request, by the way, bring me Ye Gucheng's autograph 23333333" Damn

    you dare to be more bearish, anchor me My heart is very tired now.

    Yan Xiaofu stared at the screen expressionlessly, thinking that otherwise he could just turn on all the mute.

    At this time, a faint sentence floated on the barrage: "Although the anchor took the wrong medicine today, it still seems to be quite fun. 2333333 Let me, a person who is familiar with Gu Long, predict the future (script). Now that there are people. Say you are in Hangzhou, then you'd better go to Huamanlou. Others are on the side of the West Lake and they are very helpful. Ask the vendors on the street where Baihualou is, and you might be able to find him."

    Yan Xiaofu had an idea behind this barrage. He didn't expect that there was a person familiar with Gu Long in his live broadcast room. She looked at the id of that person, whose name was Ximen Muxue. Yan Xiaofu remembered her, she was a very lively girl, and her hobby was to post something unsuitable for young and old in the group.

    Good girl, I remember your id, and I count on you for the safety of my sister's life.

    Now someone has pointed out a path that seems to be more reliable to Yan Xiaofu. She touched her chin and thought: "Many buildings? Is that just the warm man with disability? It's a good way to go to him."

    Yan Xiaofu touched the clothes and felt that it was about to dry, so she put them on the outside again. Ignoring the ridicule in the live broadcast room that "white shirts can be used to match skirts", she pushed directly out the door, and took out the dinner plate after she had eaten by the way. The translucent screen in front of her and the camera floating in the air also changed positions following her movement.

    Yan Xiaofu stared at the screen as she went downstairs, but almost didn't stumble on the narrow and gloomy stairs.

    This screen really blocks the view. She muttered in her heart: "Can you remove the screen for me." As a result, the screen master really seemed to understand Yan Xiaofu's mutter and turned to the left with a twist.

    Ignoring the cute screen gentleman, Yan Xiaofu slowly went downstairs, and the scene on the first floor was slowly displayed on the screen of the live broadcast room. The content of the barrage also gradually changed from "Anchor, what are you doing 233333" to "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" It's

    too real!

    Don’t say anything else, just this big wine jar, this kind of city atmosphere, this little second who runs back and forth to greet guests, and this broken bench and broken table...Uh, it’s just too rubbish anyway. Okay!

    In the live broadcast room, someone began to comment: "Anchor, where did you take the scene? Are you in Hengdian?"

    Yan Xiaofu whispered to the screen: "The location of the live broadcast will not be revealed, and the live broadcast personnel will not disclose it. The content is as indicated by the name of the live broadcast room. Please watch it quietly. In addition, you are welcome to give feedback in time."

    Oh, that's right. , Feeding is the first priority. According to the novice guide, the anchor can use the system store. Maybe Yan Xiaofu can buy something to go home there.

    Yan Xiaofu is not too worried about the situation in the live broadcast room, because for a while, no one will guess that Yan Xiaofu really crossed. After all, going through this kind of thing was only imagined by the average person in the second period. When they grow up, most of them will realize that this is an unrealized dream.

    When someone really finds something wrong, Yan Xiaofu will have the ability to buy the so-called "things that increase the success rate of concealing." What's more, she is just walking around now, and when something unreasonable happens, she will definitely turn off the camera as soon as possible.

    It turns out that Yan Xiaofu is still too tender with this idea.

    Yan Xiaofu came to the counter, where a cashier with a goatee was pulling an abacus to settle accounts. She asked cautiously: "Hello, old gentleman, do you know how far Baihualou is from here?" Old

    Goatee stroked his beard, raised his head and looked at Yan Xiaofu with his small eyes and said, "Not far away. , You go straight ahead, turn left at the alley, and there is a place to drive a horse-drawn carriage. You can ask the price first. Generally, you can get to Baihualou for ten cents in the morning. But it’s too late today. You'd better take a break and wait until tomorrow."

    Yan Xiaofu smiled and nodded at the old goatee, then said to Xiaoer for a while to deliver something to eat, and then went back to the room again. At that time, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded three, and there are many new viewers who came for the room name. After they came in, they were attracted by this super-real scene. They all swiped on the barrage. "Ah, ah, ah, the anchor, why are you back again? Go out and walk around in the street!!!"

    Yan Xiaofu thought, as soon as I go out, don’t I show my stuff? Is there any film base in there? Modern facilities.

    When Xiao Er brought another meal, the number of people in the live broadcast room had stabilized at around 130, and there was even a local king with the id named "Forgotten Madoka". Except for a few people who followed Yan Xiaofu a long time ago, most of the remaining people wanted to stay and see what else the anchor could make after watching a realistic scene.

    Yan Xiaofu thought maliciously, if you really want to see some excitement, it's better for me to go up the mountain again, where there are still 23 people lying on the ground.

    Haha, stupid mortals.

    Yan Xiaofu sneered while holding chopsticks and celery into his mouth. Then suddenly I was stunned. When the people in the live broadcast room saw it, they swiped "What's wrong with you, anchor? Have you tasted the poison 2333333" on the barrage.

    "Don't eat! There is feces in the dishes, and the feces are poisonous!"

    "Anchor, use your lifelong learning to kill this poisoned villain!"

    "You have enough of you above hhhhhhh."

    At this time, Yan Xiaofu is not there. Noting what the barrage was brushing, she listened to the system siren that kept reverberating in her ears, thinking to herself that this time it was very lively.

    "Danger! Danger!

    A large amount of Mongolian sweat medicine is detected in the dish. According to the novice protection right, you have the right to know the following information:

    1. Your escape success rate is very low, and the system prompts you, please don’t panic. If a crisis anchor is detected again The system will provide you with appropriate guidance regarding life safety.

    Second, due to the increased difficulty of live broadcast, the system can give you a small amount of prompts. At present, the information you can know is: the person who prescribes the medicine is the shop’s second child, in this inn Everyone in the story is under the command of the plot character Gong Jiu.

    Finally, the system has cleared the drug in your body. I wish you a happy live broadcast~~~"

    Yan Xiaofu silently spit out the half-chewed celery, and then used it in the morning to drink The remaining wine rinsed his mouth and rubbed his face twice with his hands.

    This Tuoma is so happy!

    Why did I meet such a legendary boss when I first came here!

    There was a vague guess in Yan Xiaofu's heart that it was very likely that something happened to the group of people on the mountain before. by! If I had known that I would not take any money from Tuoma, I would find someone to join the beggar gang directly when I got down the mountain, which was both cost-effective and convenient.

    This time I have a novice to protect me, and I will definitely be sold next time. Yan Xiaofu silently reminded herself not to look at any ill-gotten wealth and just go over and take it, or else I don't know why there is no life.

    She slowly hid the half-chewed celery under the table, and then lay on the table pretending to be in the Mongolian sweat. While trying to pretend to be a real scene, while quietly explaining to the puzzled audience what the situation is.

    The live broadcast room exploded again.

    "The script is so wonderful. 23333333. The screenwriter adds a chicken leg to dinner."

    "The anchor is so awkward that he still dares to pick clothes off the dead. I give you 99 points, and the remaining 1 point is afraid of your pride."

    "According to you . Say, won’t the Gong Jiu Yi meeting be coming, the anchor, are you looking for an actor, don’t ruin the image of Gong Jiu in my mind."

    "Hhhhh, what kind of image is Gong Jiu, shaking m and narcissistic, Are you asking the anchor to find a pervert from the mental hospital?"

    Fuck, fucking! Don't be so happy!

    Yan Xiaofu tremblingly lay on the table and pretended to be dead, closed his eyes, and pretended to be in a coma. The barrage in the live broadcast room was still happily brushing. It was in the summer of July, but Yan Xiaofu was full of cold sweat on the palm of her hand.

    Ah ah ah Gong Jiu, come hurry up if you want to come, let me die and die happy!

    Wait, wait. After waiting for about ten minutes, Yan Xiaofu wanted to see what the barrage was brushing, but because her eyes were kept closed, she couldn't see the outside world.

    She thought to herself, this tuoma has been ten minutes, and people haven't come yet, shouldn't they...have they already left?

    Now that people are gone, can I open my eyes?

    Thinking left and right, in the end, with a fluke mentality, Yan Xiaofu simply opened his eyes.

    Then he directly met another pair of dark eyes.

    The owner of the eyes looked like snow in white, with the corners of his mouth rising forty-five degrees, and raised a standard sneer at Yan Xiaofu.

    Do you know what it's like to watch a horror movie in the graveyard alone at three in the middle of the night?

    According to Yan Xiaofu's recollection, if her bladder muscles were not strong enough, she might have been "beep-" at the scene at that time.

    The room was silent.

    On the contrary, the audience in the live broadcast room, this group of people watching the excitement, completely burnt up.

    "Ah ah ah ah yes !! Palace Palace nine nine appeared !!"

    "FML !! anchor you actually open eyes closed fast, or else be killed!"

    "Upstairs you into The play is too deep. 2333 This is filming, and it’s not really Miyajiu.”

    “666, the anchor’s acting skills are so good, I saw her desperate little eyes and I thought it was true.”

    “Speaking of this. Who is coser? Does anyone know? He looks so handsome~~"

    "Is it Xiao Meng?"

    "It is definitely not Xiao Meng. Xiao Meng is currently filming in Nanjing, so how could he appear here."

    Yan Xiaofu stared at Gong Jiu blankly, and kept poking the system madly in his heart, "Mr. System!!! I'm dying!!! Help me!!"

    Ten seconds later, the system prompts the sound: "Detected again In a dangerous situation, the system reminds you that Gong Jiu’s physique is [masochistic]. You can try to escape this danger through the method in the original book. "What

    is the method in the original book ? ! !

    Oh, right. Yan Xiaofu suddenly remembered, didn't he just use a whip to slap him. The question is where is she going to find the whip now?

    And even if she found it, Yan Xiaofu didn't think she could get Gong Jiu.

    "The system will provide you with a whip, and it will limit Gong Jiu's actions within the specified time." As

    soon as the voice fell, Yan Xiaofu instantly felt something extra on her waist. She thought that there was no better way other than this, so she pulled it out cruelly, and then closed her eyes and went forward vigorously.

    At that moment, the whole world was quiet.

    The barrage also stagnated for a long time.

    Everyone was scared.

    Finally, what breaks the tranquillity is a new reward message on the screen-

    "The Forgotten Madoka presents you a hundred Totoro-anchor, please take a moment, check it carefully now, be careful of overturning."
    Overturned, haha, what kind of car overturned.

    Yan Xiaofu saw the reward message, smiled happily, and closed the live broadcast room directly.

    Not to mention how spartan the audience in the live broadcast room was at this moment, these dissatisfied people frantically brushed their dissatisfaction with Yan Xiaofu (who wouldn't let them watch the full set) in the barrage. As far as Yan Xiaofu is concerned, when the live broadcast room is closed, her heart becomes even more panicked.

    This Tuoma is a rhythm that no one knows when dying here.

    Gong Jiu's white clothes are like snow, and his black hair is like ink. At this moment, he is looking at Yan Xiaofu with those conceited and cold eyes, just as if he has come out of the book alive. This person, as soon as you see him, you will know that he is Gongjiu, the trembling m Gongjiu created by Mr. Gu Long should look like this, and it won’t work without a single hair.

    If it wasn't for the person who was live broadcast, Yan Xiaofu would definitely have licked and licked this face like the group of people watching the lively in the live broadcast room. But as a plane anchor, Yan Xiaofu really knew that this person was Gong Jiu. She stood up, took a step back, and stared at Gong Jiu's every move, slowly leaning against the door, ready to escape at any time.

    Gong Jiu slowly picked up the vase on the table, without even looking at Yan Xiaofu. He played with the rough vase for a while, and suddenly said to Yan Xiaofu in a unique and pleasant tone: "Do you know that people can't blink when they are unconscious?"

    Yan Xiaofu thought, I I know, I've seen it in TV series before, but I really can't control myself with Tama.

    Gong Jiu didn't care if Yan Xiaofu didn't answer him. He gently put the vase down and picked up the tea cup next to him, "In fact, even if you can control your eyes without blinking, I can still find that you are pretending to be dizzy, because the heartbeat frequency of unconscious people is different from that of conscious people. , And I happen to be able to hear it out."

    This compelling Yan Xiaofu was at a loss.

    There is a good saying, lunatics are not mad, they are just a little different from your worldview. Yan Xiaofu had already retreated to the door, and began to silently guess what Gong Jiu's worldview should be like. However, Gong Jiu’s current situation is a bit wrong. According to the truth, he shouldn’t be jealous after being flicked so much. Why should I flick him again when thinking of the law? Why is he so calm now? , It is simply unscientific.

    Yan Xiaofu said silently in her heart: "Mr. System, did I not draw enough strength just now?" Mr.

    System immediately replied to Yan Xiaofu: "The whip produced by this system is definitely a high-quality product. It is easy to use, good in quality and low in price. You can send Gong Jiu to the sky in an instant."

    "It doesn't need to be introduced in such details, what is going on with Gong Jiu's calm expression now?"

    "Please don't worry about the anchor, even though it looks like a chaste~ Jie~lie~female, but Gong Jiu's heart is actually very excited. If the value of point g needs ten, then he has reached eight at least now." The system king gave Yan Xiaofu a very vivid metaphor. Yan Xiaofu's liver trembles after listening to the image, fucking, this tuoma is going to be ten, I can't hold him at all.

    "It doesn't matter, the system can take over your body. During this time, you won't have a clear memory."

    Yan Xiaofu was taken aback after listening, eh? Can it still be like this?

    Then Yan Xiaofu forced the system to take over.

    When everything calmed down, there was a strong smell of blood everywhere in the room.

    These are not ketchups for filming, but real blood from Gong Jiu, who has just been exposed to sex.

    Before his consciousness had recovered, he could smell the rich smell on the tip of his nose. Yan Xiaofu opened his eyes horribly, and looked around for a while, only to see traces of blood on the table and the floor. In the pile of familiar things in the corner, there is a hand-sized fragment, which has been stained red with blood. Upon closer inspection, Yan Xiaofu recognized that the pile of broken pieces was the vase she had coveted before. , I don't know how the system used this thing to play with Gong Jiu just now.

    My mother, what have I done, me, me, me, is this the rhythm of entering a certain forbidden area?

    The live broadcast career has just begun, and Yan Xiaofu unexpectedly encountered such a situation.

    Gong Jiu has already left. Except for the blood stains on the ground, there was no trace of him in the room.

    Someone must be curious about what just happened. In fact-Yan Xiaofu was also curious about what had just happened.

    But the system said that Yan Xiaofu would not have a clear memory during this period of time, and Yan Xiaofu really did as the system said, there were only a few vague fragments in his mind.

    This is also a good thing.

    In fact, from the moment when he opened his eyes, things have exceeded Yan Xiaofu's expectations. Poor Yan Xiaofu first had Gong Jiu on the frontal anus, and then received a danger signal from the system. Later, the plot unexpectedly jumped to restricted content. Fortunately, seeing that the situation was not right, Yan Xiaofu immediately shut down the live broadcast, otherwise it would be a big trouble to explain and conceal it to the audience afterwards.

    The next development was that the system took over her body, and then Yan Xiaofu fell into a semi-conscious and semi-conscious state. What happened in this situation was like a dream to her.

    Most things in dreams are not clear. But only relying on the unclear scenes, Yan Xiaofu also knew how yellow and violent the scene just now.

    That is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

    The system also has its own considerations for taking over Yan Xiaofu's body. Because Gong Jiu's risk factor was too high, the system thought that Yan Xiaofu, who might have been around for a while, could not deal with Gong Jiu, the big boss, so he just got on it. After all, this is the first live broadcast. Yan Xiaofu has the privilege of novices. No matter what happens during the live broadcast, protecting her personal safety is the first priority.

    Yan Xiaofu shuddered when he looked at this house that was the same as the scene of a horror movie. He never expected that the master of his system was still invisible, and he must not provoke him in the future.

    Standing in a mess, Yan Xiaofu searched for a while, but couldn't find a place to go. She is almost exhausted now (Teaching people is also a very laborious job), so she simply stepped on the debris and blood stains, and the floor was printed with blood footprints one by one, which looked more and more like The murder scene.

    These years, female anchors will be banned from eating a banana in front of the camera, not to mention the taboo of playing in ancient costumes during live broadcast. Yan Xiaofu wiped off her cold sweat, hoping that she hadn't overturned the car, and waited for her to return to bed, Yan Xiao Fu tried to reopen the live broadcast room. Fortunately, the live broadcast room is still racing, and the group of people watching the excitement are still scrolling the screen to discuss what has just happened.

    Yan Xiaofu was stunned when she saw the number of viewers. The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded one thousand, which was the same number when Yan Xiaofu's live broadcast room was the hottest. Among these thousand people, many people came here after they heard that taboo play was played here, just like the smell of bloody jackals, they are constantly inquiring and watching in the live broadcast room. What happened to people before.

    Yan Xiaofu spit silently in his heart. I don't understand it at Tuoma. You are interested in some broken things every day. Why didn't I see you so positive when I worked so hard to broadcast the live broadcast before.

    Hey, the world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not old.

    Yan Xiaofu shook his head like an old master, and slowly moved the screen over, checking the contents on the bullet screen one by one.

    The first thing that catches the eye is the confession of sister Ximen Muxue. This girl who has been hit so hard keeps scribbling on the barrage: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, how could the development of the plot be as I imagined It’s just as small and fresh. It actually came up as sm, but I lost it.”

    Yan Xiaofu thought, sister, you didn’t lose. This is all an accident, an accident. My sister really wants to develop the plot into a small and fresh theater.

    The next thing that catches the eye is a barrage of a group of face-controllers: "Anchor, where did that little brother just now go, ah, ah, ah, where did you find the coser, it's really restored!!"

    Isn't it silly? Child, that's the person, sister Tuoma almost caught her life just to meet him.

    Finally, a group of people who can keep up with reality spit out in the barrage: "This scene is a little bloody, the anchor, be careful, don't be reported."

    "I can guess it just by looking at the setting of this scene. What does this paragraph in the script say, this is a little bit obscure, a little bit obscure."

    Obscure! I haven't concealed anything from you, it's all real stuff!

    In addition, the big local tyrant in Yan Xiaofu’s live broadcast room, the "forgotten little circle" who just sent a hundred Totoro, Sang actually said: "Little Rouge, do you have the penguin number of that little brother just now? Tell me Well, Madoka, I promise that he will be delicious and spicy for the rest of his life! " "Tongue

    ."

    "+1"

    "+2"

    "+10086"

    ······This concubine can't do it.

    Yan Xiaofu glanced at all the barrage, which can basically be classified into three types: the first is to ask the anchor what happened just now; the second is to ask the anchor where the little brother who plays Gong Jiu has gone. , Can you reveal the penguin micro-signal; there is another kind of thing about how the host made the room into such a ghostly virtue in such a short period of time.

    However, each of these three issues is not clear to Yan Xiaofu.

    So she can only use the method of Tai Chi, smiling and telling the audience, "You asked the little brother just now?" Oh, he was dragged away by eighteen bald-headed men holding folding chairs, and he can't find him now.

    Forcibly ignoring the complaints in the barrage, she turned around and picked up a fragment of a vase, opened the door cautiously and walked out.

    There was no one in the inn. The former inn Xiaoer and goatee accountant also disappeared. The hall is even more like a ghost, there is no guest.

    Yan Xiaofu's white hair sweat came out. She touched her arm and ran down the stairs. When she reached the door, she looked out of the door. There was no one on the street, and the whole town was like a ghost town.
    What happened next was like a silent and absurd drama.

    After Yan Xiaofu went out, facing the deserted streets and houses, she suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling in her heart. Everything she had seen during the day was gone, no matter the one with cheesy gold. The beautiful woman with hairpins is still a bunny aunt who sells buns with dexterous hands and feet, and even the playful children seem to have evaporated from the collective world, and there is no trace of existence.

    Yan Xiaofu even took a closer look at the place where the aunt who sold steamed buns in the morning had stood, hoping to find some leftover lotus leaf or steamed bun residue, but disappointed her, there was nothing here. What is even more creepy is that the bluestone slabs here are actually covered with a thin layer of dust, as if no one has been here for a long time.

    It was getting late, and the moon had gradually risen. The whole town was bathed in the cold moonlight, like a dead painting.

    Staying in this atmosphere for a long time will make people go crazy accidentally. Fortunately, the continuous barrage on the screen slightly broke this stagnant atmosphere.

    "Anchor, which film and television base is this? Why did you break in by yourself in the middle of the night?"

    "Don't tell me, these ancient buildings are quite artistic under the moonlight, next time I will try to visit the film and television base at night. . " "

    upstairs 6666666 "

    " Bite your tongue upstairs upstairs, this is the place to live before the anchor, just those extras do, how a gone? " "

    off duty 2333333 "

    " anchor, you see extras It’s all off work, so you can go home early, it’s already late. "

    Are you off work? I want to too.

    The little angels in the live broadcast room are very caring, but this caring can no longer serve any purpose other than adding a trace of desolation to Yan Xiaofu's situation.

    Yan Xiaofu silently played a song in the live broadcast room. After listening to the cheerful bgm, she felt that the coldness on her body gradually receded, and her surroundings gradually became less scary.

    It seems that we have to work overtime tonight.

    The photography equipment provided by the system is really top-notch. In the daytime, the surrounding scenery is already very beautiful. At night, the poignant moonlight is even more beautiful in its lens. People in the live broadcast room have already noticed this. The confession camera brothers were swiping in the barrage one after another, and then collectively calmed down to admire the moonlight beauty that is not easy to see in the city.

    Although the people in the live broadcast room looked very happy, for Yan Xiaofu, walking under the moon in the middle of the night is not such a fun thing. In fact, the moonlight is often not as dim as most people think. On the contrary, on the quiet mountain village trails, the moonlight sometimes reaches a very bright point, and people who are bright enough to rush at night will feel flustered.

    When Yan Xiaofu walked halfway, he always felt that someone was following him. She calmed her mind and turned her head abruptly, only to find that the thing that followed her turned out to be her own shadow. In the bright moonlight, the shadows seemed to have turned into entities, and they followed their masters step by step, enough to make rows of goose bumps appear on the back of the neck of a person like Yan Xiaofu who was not used to walking at night.

    The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I am on this side of the screen, and you are on the other side of the screen;

    you look at me who is slightly dull on the screen, sitting in a comfortable room and smiling. Trembling, and the stupid me on the screen, every minute and every second, is trying to live with blood and tears.

    Far away, in fact, after saying so many words, Yan Xiaofu wanted to express the meaning in four big words:

    [mDZZ]

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the happy people in the barrage, feeling very wronged in her heart, but on the surface she couldn't express it. A tiny bit was revealed, not knowing how painful it was to hold back.

    According to the route provided by the goatee account, Yan Xiaofu walked forward and turned left when he reached the entrance of the alley. There really was a place to drive a horse and cart. But this place was empty, the stable was empty, and there was no horse hair to be found. The food trough was empty, the sink was dry, and there was no sound around it, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

    Normal people will definitely be scared to death when they see this situation, and then they will wonder if they have strayed into a ghost town during the day. The reason why Yan Xiaofu hasn't been scared to be insane is because she has all aspects of understanding Gong Jiu.

    A well-known thing is: Gong Jiu is a big pervert, or a powerful pervert. It would not be too strange for such a person to do anything at any time.

    After all, for Gong Jiu, in a short period of time, it is not so difficult to eliminate (or kill all) all the people in a town.

    Yan Xiaofu's guess is that all the residents in this town are directly under Gong Jiu's orders. She was stared at as soon as she stepped into the town, or the time was even earlier. It is very likely that when Yan Xiaofu first appeared on the mountain, the people here had already noticed her.

    Think carefully.

    Yan Xiaofu gave up reasoning and began to carefully search for anything that could help her get out of this town. However, there were neither horses nor coachmen, and even the carriages were in tatters.

    Fortunately, the road to the outside in this town is clear. It can be seen that the roads have been carefully repaired, and there are still trace marks left over time.

    Yan Xiaofu stared at the road affectionately, thinking, uh, walking along this road, you can almost walk to a populated place before starving to death.

    "Actually, you don't need to do this. As long as you close the live broadcast room, I will send you out in a very short time." The system master, who had been silent for a period of time, suddenly came out and bubbled.

    Oops, the system king came out on the initiative, we must catch it.

    "Mr. System, I wanted to ask you a long time ago, why you didn't stop me when I was picking up people's clothes on the mountain."

    "Because this is not a dangerous thing, in fact, we actively encourage the anchor during the first live broadcast. Do more deceitful actions. After all, under the novice protection rights, the anchor can completely ignore his personal safety. Death during the live broadcast will make the live content more interesting, so it is obviously more advantageous to choose this method." The system is very good. Explained to Yan Xiaofu calmly.

    Yan Xiaofu said that she was speechless.

    After closing the live broadcast room, predicting that the crowd of people watching the show would soon fall into another Spartan, Yan Xiaofu breathed a sigh of relief, then happily bounced around in place, and said to the system gentleman: "System Jun, please send me out

    soon ." Without even a blink of an eye, the scene in front of Yan Xiaofu suddenly changed. When she came back to her senses, she appeared in a strip that was full of everything. In the alley of moss.

    There was a damp breath in the wind. In the distance came the woman's laughter and the sound of silk and bamboo, which sounded both pleasing and beautiful, as if there was an enchanting and bold dancer who was dancing with the lightly playing piano.

    Yan Xiaofu stood on tiptoe hard, looking at the distant scenery. I saw a pointed roof not far away, decorated with countless things. From a distance, it makes people feel gorgeous and incomparable, just like the three-inch golden lotus of ancient women, just simply standing there and attracting There are several big red lanterns hanging under the eaves, the red is free and unscrupulous, as if it is about to burn through the whole quiet and deep night.

    There are bright lights everywhere here.

    Yan Xiaofu was stunned at this moment. Only at this moment did she truly appreciate the tip of the iceberg in Lu Xiaofeng's world.

    The system king will always appear at the most needed time. It said to Yan Xiaofu in a always calm tone: "The anchor is currently located by the West Lake in Hangzhou, not far from the Baihua Tower in Huamanlou. However, the system suggests that the anchor should wait until the anchor has fully adapted to ancient life before contacting Huaman. Full building, besides..."

    "What else?" The

    system

    master actually smiled, and Yan Xiaofu swears that she seemed to hear pleasure from its voice: "Welcome the anchor to Hangzhou, I wish you a happy work." A

    few days later. -

    Yan Fu small body has been replaced here, women most often wear style, giving her a complex woman on the head hair accessories, sitting sideways a restaurant on the second floor, leaning against the fence, listening to the first floor The storyteller is recounting those thrilling stories that happened in the rivers and lakes.

    Lu Xiaofeng's age has always been vague. Some people here wear clothes from the Ming Dynasty and some people wear clothes from the Wei and Jin dynasties. Various categories are mixed together to form an inexplicable sense of harmony.

    Perhaps this is also a unique charm of the legend of Lu Xiaofeng, the martial arts world.

    Yan Xiaofu took another sip of tea into his mouth, listening to the storyteller talking about the rising stars of the new martial arts. He first exclaimed with emotion on his face for a while, and then said in a tone of admiration: "If you want to talk about this rising star in the world, then I have to mention a swordsman who has been in the limelight recently. This person is Wanmei Villa. Ximen blows the snow."

    Yan Xiaofu wanted to laugh, but was choked by the water accidentally, and coughed on the table.

    The live broadcast was happily brushing the barrage:

    "666666, I was just wondering why Mr. Storyteller didn’t mention Lu Xiaofeng. I didn’t expect people to talk about Ximen Chuuxue directly."

    “Now the script is only going to the time when Ximen Chuuxue became famous. ? cutting happy, people want to see direct top of the forbidden. " "

    Oh, do not say nonsense, the studio anchor stress is real, time lines are ranked good, it will not just jump plot it. " "

    I I admire the actor Mr. Storyteller. From just now to now, I have been talking about it for two hours, and I have been stunned. I am fascinated by it."

    "Unfortunately, it just doesn't look good."

    "23333333 Yan control dragged me out and burned to death."

    "Don't talk!! Don't bother me listening to others praise my male god!!"

    Yan Xiaofu smiled at the barrage in the live broadcast room with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth. From just crossing here, to almost completely adapting to the ancient life, she has only experienced a few short days, but what happened in these few days was something she had never imagined in the past two decades.

    Listening to the storyteller there talking about what she already knew in a passionate tone, watching the people in the live broadcast room bragging and complaining with each other in a playful tone, Yan Xiaofu stretched out relaxedly, her heart Thinking about it, the gods can only live like this.

    Sunshine is just right, if people don't worry, life will pass quickly. The sun has hung high in the sky, and the fragrance of lotus wafts everywhere.

    The storyteller has finished telling the story of Ximen Chuuxue and is drinking water from a big cup. Some diners hadn’t heard enough, so they threw the silver in front of him and said to him, "Sir, tell another novel and interesting story." The

    storyteller put down the cup, smiled and said to the diners: "Then I Let's just talk about a rare incident that happened recently." There was a

    shout of applause from downstairs. Yan Xiaofu also propped up his sleepy head, listening to the movement downstairs.

    "By the way, just a few days ago, a major

    event happened in the town where three generations of the Zhang family died." "What else could happen?" someone shouted from the side. "Isn't that town sealed by the government long ago?"

    "It was indeed sealed. According to the old people, when the Huns invaded, their cavalry went all the way from the border to the south, passing through Hangzhou. At that time, the city was slaughtered and the corpse capital was piled up in Zhangjia Town. Since then, that place has become a famous fierce land."

    "The old Taoists who passed by said that the place was unpopular. The Zhang family didn't believe it, but the result was good. , From the master to the servant, no one escaped." A guest familiar with this history said with a smack.

    The storyteller cleared his throat and continued: "There was a coachman who passed through Zhangjiazhen a few days ago. He didn't want to go there, but he happened to catch up with him that day. He missed the hour and had to cut corners. As a result, Guess what—"

    "What, it can't be that the Zhang family is alive." Someone shouted loudly, not believing in evil.

    The storyteller laughed but didn't say a word, which actually meant acquiescence. Seeing that the people around him were suspicious, he went on and said: "The driver was almost scared to death at the time. He was trembling, trying to pretend to be like the people in the town, and finally walked out from there. But he was trembling and trying to pretend to be like the people in the town. An accident happened when he came out. He saw a woman who followed him out of Zhangjiazhen. It is said that the woman was quite beautiful, with a distinctive feature of her short hair. Short, tied up with only a black rope..."

    "Puff--" Yan Xiaofu spit out a sip of tea when he heard this.
    The girl with short hair is still tied up with a black rope.

    Damn, how come this setting sounds so familiar to me.

    These days, to be honest, finding a girl with not so long hair on the street is still very difficult.

    Ancient women had all kinds of hair accessories, and Yan Xiaofu also thanks to these hair accessories to make her hair look less.

    Yan Xiaofu quietly changed positions and sat closer to the storyteller, wanting to hear what he had to say next.

    "So that woman walked out of the town alone?" Someone asked with a look of surprise, and the storyteller nodded.

    "That Zhangjiazhen is a rare place of great evil. In my opinion, that woman is not a lucky person."

    "Maybe it is not a person, but a female ghost. I think the driver must have gone away. Lucky, you can always meet a beautiful female ghost on the road." The voice of the person downstairs came up, with a strong frivolous meaning in the words, and Yan Xiaofu raised his eyebrows as he thought. , Who is this, why does it sound a little bit awkward to speak? How can there be such a saying of a person who has just escaped from the dead city.

    "This master, you are joking. As the saying goes: If you don’t talk strangely, who has actually seen a ghost in the world." The speaker seems to have a big background, and naturally the storyteller with a simple background dare not dare. To offend him, I had to say with a smile.

    The frivolous voice continued to speak of his unique theory: "The son does not talk about God, nor does he not believe in God. Maybe this coachman really ran into the Zhang

    family ghost who died unjustly a year ago." The storyteller's face. The smile on the book deepened: "Don't worry, there is no lady

    in the Zhang family, but a young master." A guest who knows the Zhang family better suddenly remembered something, and said to the storyteller: "Oh, don't you Say, the Zhang family really died a beautiful lady back then.” As

    soon as the voice fell, someone next to him immediately retorted his words: "I only know that there are three young masters in the Zhang family, all of whom are dead, and where is another Zhang family? Miss?"

    "Oh, you don't know something." The insider continued: "There is indeed a young lady in the Zhang family, but she died too early. She passed away before the end of the year, and the cause of death is still very strange. He was buried directly in the mountain without letting in. Outsiders rarely knew about it. This is what one of my relatives told me."

    "The cause of death is strange?"

    "Yes." The insider said in a mysterious manner. "When that Miss Zhang Jia died, she looked quite different. She wore a beautiful wedding gown and delicate makeup on her face. But the strangest thing was that the wedding gown was actually made of black cloth. The old people in Zhangjia Town said that this lady was hooked by the city lord who died in Zhangjia Town and became a concubine.” The

    hall calmed down, and a gust of wind blew across the porch, and many people were Sitting on the stool shivered.

    After a long time, someone said: "No wonder I used a black rope to tie my hair."

    Yan Xiaofu silently picked up the cup and covered her mouth, thinking in her heart, they wouldn't really be talking about me.

    Your brains are a little bit bigger, are you just sitting in teahouses and restaurants just thinking about it?

    And that person who seems to know something, isn't it that the people in Zhangjiazhen are dead? Where did you hear these things?

    Probably, things on the rivers and lakes are gradually distorted in this way.

    Not only was Yan Xiaofu a little speechless, the audience in the live broadcast room was also a little speechless. They expressed that they could not keep up with the development of the plot.

    "I suddenly discovered that this live broadcast room is poisonous. I can't guess the plot at all.

    Every minute is the rhythm of the face." "Rouge, have you discussed with the screenwriter? He seems to be pitting you by changing the law hhhhhhh"

    "Or else You resigned from the screenwriter and replaced me. You have been slapped several times in the past few days."

    "Rouge, you seem to have become a female ghost."

    "It's still a female ghost who can't even enter the ancestral grave."

    "Dead ." I wore a non-mainstream black wedding gown before."

    "I was also caught by an old dead ghost and became a concubine."

    Yan Xiaofu: "······"

    This Tuoma watched and spread rumors in front of the parties. Today I understand what three people are.

    Yan Xiaofu felt that he couldn't stay in this place anymore. When she first arrived here, she remembered to change into a local woman’s clothes, but forgot to comb a local woman’s hair accessories (in fact, she didn’t know how to comb it), so she still had a single ponytail on her head, which was tied up. A black head rope sold in a two-yuan store.

    It's really a misfortune that has become an eternal hate.

    If it weren’t for stinky beauty, she deliberately asked the audience in the live broadcast room to have a Ming dynasty girl’s hairstyle. She hid in the room for a long time before combing it. Maybe she is still wearing a single ponytail. went out.

    What's up? Isn't Lu Xiaofeng in the world of martial arts? Shouldn't all the people in the world of martial arts be bohemian? What's the matter with an unusual hairstyle.

    Someone posted in the barrage: "Rouge, I wanted to tell you a long time ago. Young women in ancient times didn't often decorate black hair ornaments on their heads. Those with black hair ornaments were either old people or the legendary hopes. Widow 2333333, I'm afraid to say it to ruin the atmosphere, but the screenwriter is still quite powerful, and even this is considered."

    "Rouge, you can have a snack, and be careful in doing things in the future, otherwise the screenwriter will have to work hard to intensify the emotions. "When

    Yan Xiaofu saw the barrage, he regretted it. If he knew it, he would have read more about Ming History, and there would be no loopholes in the live broadcast. It's no use thinking so much now. But one thing is for sure, she never saw any coachman when she came out.

    She was directly transmitted by the system at all, where did she pass the official road in the town?

    This is definitely someone making a rumor, and this person must know her, this person can guess it without even thinking about it.

    Gong Jiu.

    Except for him, Yan Xiaofu didn't even know a few people who could be named.

    Yan Xiaofu scratched his head irritably, thinking about why Gong Jiu's scourge for thousands of years is still alive, and he has to make a bunch of rumors here. The old lady owes him something, could it not be the whip of the other day. Haven't enjoyed enough yet?

    After thinking about it, Yan Xiaofu's eyes gradually cooled down. In fact, she was also a very bloody person in her bones, otherwise she would have stripped the clothes of the dead if she didn't go up in the first place.

    She thought to herself, could it be that I would still be afraid of you? There is a system. It's not always certain whether we two will die, and we will wait and see in the future.

    The sky was just right, and the water was sparkling. Upstairs by the West Lake, a beautiful woman holding a porcelain cup with cold eyes, snow-white fingers lined with snow-white porcelain, I don't know whose color is better.

    The barrage was filled with cheers of "see the king".

    Someone said: "Rouge, your action is too domineering, you don't have feminine beauty at all."

    Yan Xiaofu quietly retracted the staggered arm again, wondering if this would work.

    "Haha." The stagnant atmosphere in the building was suddenly broken by a man's nice laugh. The sound of the man’s footsteps slowly moved towards the door. He said as he walked, “This trip is really not in vain today. I heard a good story and watched a good show, but the wine here is really bad. It's a bit."

    Yan Xiaofu heard that this was the voice of the frivolous man before. She finally couldn't help but look out, wanting to see what kind of character the young man with needles in this sentence is.

    The man's footsteps were really fast, and the blink of an eye passed like a gust of wind. Upon seeing this, Yan Xiaofu simply leaned out with her body, determined to find a chance to see that person's face clearly.

    When the man arrived at the door, he suddenly looked back. Yan Xiaofu saw his head shaking back and forth, and guessed what he was looking for. I saw that he first swept around on the first floor, as if he could not find it, his sight did not stop at all, then he moved his gaze to the second floor, suddenly raised his head, and inadvertently followed Yan Xiaofu's. The eyes met, and for a moment, Yan Xiaofu was startled, and the man was also startled.

    The wind blew in with a scent of lotus.

    Suddenly the corners of the man’s lips twitched. He picked up the jug of wine that had just come up. He didn’t even use the cup, so he drank it directly into the spout, drinking and saying, “Oh, I’m going to take my Take the words back, there is a beautiful woman, no matter how bad the wine is, it will become intoxicating."

    He drank the wine in the pot in one sigh, then smiled and walked out. Yan Xiaofu couldn't even say a word to hold back, and would just stare stupidly at the two eyebrow-like mustaches beside his mouth, and The two little pear nests under the beard.

    There are always so many encounters that you will never forget in a lifetime.

    Yan Xiaofu's brain seemed to be mixed with big hands.

    The live broadcast room seemed to crash, and the full screen only swiped the word "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah".

    Time seems to have passed for a long time, but in fact it is only a moment. When Yan Xiaofu came back to her senses, her hands had been holding the teacup tightly, even her fingers turned pale.

    It's like sleeping in the open air, leaving home and coming here, suddenly everything has meaning.

    After all, this is the legend of Lu Xiaofeng.

    Ha ha ha ha.

    Yan Xiaofu smirked by herself while sitting on the chair.

    After a cup of tea-

    Yan Xiaofu finally couldn't sit still, planning to get up and leave. I just met a male god, and now she just wants to find a place where there is no one and howl up to the sky.

    After paying the tea money, she hurried down from the second floor. The topic on the first floor has become more and more crooked, and it has reached the point where the female ghost can't eat people.

    Yan Xiaofu passed by silently, bringing a strong cold wind, swearing in his heart, if I believe any rumors in the future, Tuoma is just a melon.

    The storyteller seemed to pause intentionally or unintentionally at this time. He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if this female ghost can eat or not, but I heard that she likes to drink human blood."

    Yan Xiaofu haha. With a cry, I thought that even the female ghost herself didn't know such secrets, do you know too much.

    The storyteller glanced at Yan Xiaofu and saw that she was smiling, he turned his head and said to her: "Don’t believe me, this lady. Someone has already been murdered, but you don’t need to be afraid. It’s said that this woman The ghost only sucks the blood of young men."

    A male guest smiled and said: "As expected, she is a female ghost who was dragged to be a concubine, her nature is coquettish."

    Another man next to him smiled and patted the person who was talking, and pointed to Yan Xiaofu, meaning that there is a boudoir lady here, don't talk nonsense.

    Yan Xiaofu said that she knew it, then rolled her eyes back and turned to the screen and said, "Have you seen, sister has now evolved into an ancient dragon version of Wei Yixiao."

    There was a congratulatory voice in the barrage. Yan Xiaofu didn't think deeply about the meaning of this sentence, and went straight out to the house he rented.

    The system, which has been silent since just now, suddenly said in a calm voice: "Anchor, I seem to have made an insignificant mistake."

    Yan Xiaofu stopped in confusion, wondering what this meant. ?
    The system gentleman seemed to be about to say something, but suddenly paused. It hesitated and said: "Or you should go back first, and wait for me to tell you later."

    Yan Xiaofu felt quite strange after listening. I wonder if you are not a sorrowful person. When did you start to play mysterious things.

    After several days of live broadcast, Yan Xiaofu also gradually accumulated some fame. The label currently affixed to her body is [an anchor who has successfully transformed from a live broadcast of comics to a remake of a cross-play (?)], with super-real shooting scenes, a well-organized script and the only original character currently appearing in the play Gong Jiu's super high degree of reproduction has attracted many viewers who love this live broadcast method.

    The live broadcast circle is quite chaotic at the moment. There are many viewers in the live broadcast room, and the number of viewers is tens of thousands. In fact, there are quite a few zombie fans among them. This is not a secret in the live broadcast circle, but Yan Xiaofu can. Proudly said that the number of viewers in her family is absolutely real, and there is absolutely no zombie fan.

    Because she can't go to Taobao at all.

    So far, this shooting method is still unique in the live broadcast circle, so many people from the cos circle and the ancient style circle come here. Of course, there are more people in the live broadcast room, so there are more sprays. Recently, some people from unknown sources have black Yan Xiaofu in the live broadcast room, saying that she will only broadcast some trivial things, which is what they think is high. ~ Lu Xiaofeng, who is in the tide, don't ruin the godly work in their hearts, okay?

    Yan Xiaofu is very speechless about barrage like this. If even this is considered to be the destruction of the original, then you will find me someone who does not destroy the original, and then I will willingly sell myself to you for investment.

    In the final analysis, there are many popular people.

    Yan Xiaofu thought to himself, it seems that recently I have to go out to live broadcast some events in the arena, otherwise the sprayers will always grasp this.

    While the heat in the live broadcast room dropped slightly, Yan Xiaofu glanced at the number of viewers and found that the number had actually exceeded 7,000. In the barrage, all kinds of rolling and acting coquettishly begged Lu Xiaofeng to reappear. Some people said that Lu Xiaofeng's role was too reductive, and it simply satisfied all his illusions about Lu Xiaofeng. Some people said that when they saw this Lu Xiaofeng, they felt that they hadn't waited in vain for so many days. Even at the moment when Lu Xiaofeng appeared, there were hundreds of gifts received in the live broadcast room.

    Yan Xiaofu felt very happy just looking at it, thinking that Lu Xiaofeng, who is loved by everyone, is so charming, and it is so valuable if he missed it. If he is short of money someday, it is better to tie him over and brush his face in front of the camera. .

    By the way, Ximen Chuuxue and Huamanlou are also brought together. It is estimated that by then, she will really become famous in the live broadcast.

    It's so cool.

    As for a bunch of girls who are in a state of rampage, "Ah, ah, ah, who is this guy!!!" or "Ah, ah, ah, the anchor was picked up by a handsome guy, let him let me come!!" or "Anchor your team is still recruiting people, ahhhhhhhhhh!!" Yan Xiaofu ignored all the bullet screens.

    She continued to sweep down, and found another very magical thing. When Lu Xiaofeng looked back and smiled, someone cut a picture instantly.

    Then he began to take this picture frantically in the live broadcast room and begged the God of P to help him get his beard off.

    Give the beard to the p without

    p without

    such a magical thing, there are about ten finished products in just ten minutes, and people in the live broadcast room are now discussing which p is the best. Yan Xiaofu watched the group of people's argument dumbfounded, and wanted to click on the link like a cat scratching in his heart, but unfortunately, Yan Xiaofu still can't use any browsers or the like.

    I'm not happy, I really want to see it.

    Yan Xiaofu walked back faintly, and the hairpin on his head shook.

    The house she rented was in the small alley when she first appeared. It was a small Hangzhou garden with a special taste. Every flower and stone are exquisite, but for her northerner, it always seems too small. a little.

    Yan Xiaofu passed through the small moon gate, walked under the old locust tree in the yard, and started the daily siesta ceremony. She was lying on her back under the tree, her hands naturally placed on her side, and with a deep breath, she fell asleep in a short while.

    The system gentleman closed the live broadcast room from the moment Yan Xiaofu really fell asleep, just like a few days ago. Sophora japonica has already faded in July, but it still feels good lying in the shade. There are quite a few girls who specifically choose to come to Yan Xiaofu's live broadcast during this time period every day.

    The breeze brought the water vapor from the West Lake, and it rushed straight on Yan Xiaofu's face.

    One peak and one master, the two talked and talked together.

    There is West Lake here, and Gouliu refused to go.

    West Lake is really a place that can seduce people. She is like a famous beauty. Whether ancient or modern, her beauty is circulating in the world. As soon as you come here, you can't wait to die in her arms drunk.

    As the saying goes, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, here is not only beautiful scenery, but also rich in all kinds of beauties. In short, it is a very good place to raise people.

    Yan Xiaofu was half asleep, feeling something falling on her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes and found that it was actually a butterfly. The butterfly seemed to be taken aback by her actions, flapped its wings and flew up, and disappeared to the other side of the wall in the blink of an eye.

    Yan Xiaofu couldn't help but look at the butterfly flying far away and became happy, thinking that such a poetic thing would have happened to me. She simply stretched and sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, got up and walked over to the kitchen.

    In fact, as long as there is money, ancient life is still pretty good, mixed and mixed, and 60 hours of live broadcast time a month has passed.

    Yan Xiaofu walked out of the kitchen with a pot of water, and when passing by the corridor, she was stupefied and heard some small noises coming from the wind.

    She stopped.

    This is a very quiet place, usually few people come. Yan Xiaofu felt that the sound was a bit strange, so he put the pot on the ground and walked carefully towards the source of the sound.

    The closer Yan Xiaofu was to that voice, the clearer she could hear it. When she reached the end of the porch, she finally heard it. It seemed to be the voice of several men talking.

    Yan Xiaofu swept around, saw a handy stone on the ground, picked it up, and reopened the live broadcast room by the way, eagerly preparing to stage a brick-and-smashing scene in front of everyone. As soon as the audience came in, they saw Yan Xiaofu's impactful action, and the live broadcast room was filled with "233333333" in an instant.

    Yan Xiaofu thought to herself, you fishermen don't talk and kiss me, let me teach you what is the correct posture when facing a strange man.

    When her cautious cat got behind the rockery, she finally saw that the speaker was three sturdy men. The three of them didn't even notice that Yan Xiaofu had touched so close. They didn't seem to have any martial arts. Yan Xiaofu rolled down his sleeves, thinking that you have the courage, and three ordinary people dared to get into sister's house. I wonder if she has practiced judo.

    She was about to rush forward, and a man said: "Brother, if we do this, will that female ghost really die?" The

    person called the big brother nodded with certainty and said, "Don't worry. Well, that female ghost's strength will definitely be greatly reduced, and then we can directly rush up to take her down."

    Yan Xiaofu paused, thinking, so I was waiting for me here.

    It seemed that someone had leaked the wind, saying that the female ghost of Zhangjiazhen lived here, and then some unruly people took the opportunity to get in and try to get some benefits.

    She shook the stone in the handshake, thinking that the few of you dared to fight with me, that's a long way from it. After making this domineering remark, she pulled the system king out.

    System Junte said helplessly: "Didn't you behave like a man? What are you telling me to do."

    Yan Xiaofu smiled and said that I couldn't beat the three men. This is not the case when System Jun appeared, she felt more calm in her heart. Now, while the three of them didn't know what to do, she tiptoed to touch them.

    When she finally reached the back of the three of them, she saw what they were holding. I saw one of them was holding a flint to set a fire, and the other two were carrying dry wood.

    Yan Xiaofu: "...Nani? So you are going to directly light the garden? What a vicious heart!"

    She opened a pair of dead fish eyes, and lifted a rock to hit a person on the head. , But then the actions of the three people were completely out of the script. They piled up the firewood under the locust tree where Yan Xiaofu had just slept, and then lit it without thinking. Yan Xiaofu looked at the fire with a confused expression. Risen, thinking you don’t order the garden, why do you order this tree?

    A thick black smoke appeared on the locust tree in an instant.

    The system king did his best to promote Yan Xiaofu: "They treat you as a female ghost. There is a ghost character on the right side of the locust tree. It is a tree that raises ghosts. Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that the locust tree protects ghosts. I plan to burn this tree first, and then kill you when you are weak."

    Yan Xiaofu stared at the burning tree deeply, thinking that feudal superstition is not credible.

    Uh, far away.

    It exploded again in the live broadcast room.

    "Fuck that tree has been around for hundreds of years, right? If you say you burn it, burn it?"

    "Is there anyone from the Forestry Bureau to take care of it? I burned such a good tree to make a scene?"

    Yan Xiaofuxin I thought, I slept under the tree for a few days. It would be unkind to watch it burned like this.

    With the quiet help of the system, she rushed up, turned the three directly over, and then picked water from the well, quickly extinguishing the fire.

    After all, the trees in summer have a lot of water, and it is not so easy to burn. Thanks to this, the locust tree did not cause much damage. Yan Xiaofu wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, wondering if I would run away again this time, how could it be so difficult to find a stable place.

    She was wiping her sweat, but suddenly a man's frivolous voice came from behind her: "Yeah, I thought I was late. I didn't expect Ms. Zhang Jia you to be quite capable."

    Yan Xiaofu's The action suddenly stopped. She turned her head and saw a mustache wearing a red cape lying on the spot where the butterfly disappeared and smiling very happily at her.
    Yan Xiaofu tentatively asked the mustache a question: "Miss Zhang's? Who?"

    The mustache in the red cloak was actually Hao Sao Nian, whose surname is Xiaofeng Lu. He touched the beard and went straight from the wall. Jumped down. He said, "Miss Zhang's family, it's not you."

    Yan Xiaofu looked at his smiling face and felt a headache.

    She could guess what this guy came for. It's nothing more than listening to someone else's words and rushing over to join in the fun,

    but the problem is that people like to watch the fun, and you can't stop it. This is good, what should I do with him.

    After thinking about it, she didn’t have a good way. She chose to avoid the importance and said: “The Zhang family is all dead. Where is the Miss Zhang family?”

    Lu Xiaofeng was not angry, and still said with a good temper: “The girl, you say me. What should I call you?"

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the barrage of another riot, raised his eyebrows, and said to Lu Xiaofeng, who was getting closer and closer, "You can call me whatever you want. You call me a beautiful woman, and I agree. , I don’t care if you call me a dog.”

    Lu Xiaofeng laughed after hearing this. The way he smiled and snorted his mustache with his hands was particularly attractive, and Yan Xiaofu and the audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded. He turned around and said to Yan Xiaofu, "Well, this, um, Miss Dog Leftover. We just met in the teahouse, do you still remember me?" It's

    more than remembered, it's almost true. The cooked one can't be cooked anymore.

    Of course, Yan Xiaofu couldn't answer like that just because he really called himself a dog leftover. She first turned her head and sneered, and made a pretending pose, and then said in a cold tone: "Who are you and have anything to do with me?" The

    audience in the live broadcast room began to collectively brush: "666666666666"

    "Anchor, I'm in love with you again."

    "Anchor, you pretended not to accept apprentices?"

    Yan Xiaofu also felt that he who dared to talk to Lu Xiaofeng like that, became stunned in an instant.

    Lu Xiaofeng came over. He said, "Of course it doesn't matter who you are. But..." As he was talking, he suddenly turned his head to the side and aimed at Yan Xiaofu's eyes, and his voice suddenly became colder. , Continued: "Recently there have been more than a dozen men who have been drained of blood in the rivers and lakes. They may have something to do with you."

    Yan Xiaofu was shocked by his approach, and his head was full of sudden The face that was close and the breath he exhaled. She couldn't help taking a step back before she could stand firm. Lu Xiaofeng put his head back in an instant, the sharpness just disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a lovely smile was put on his face again.

    When Yan Xiaofu recovered, he heard his heart beating.

    She thought that Lu Xiaofeng deserved to be Lu Xiaofeng, this face really said that change can change. And even on such a serious occasion, he didn't want to tease women all the time. But we are not afraid of shadows, people who have never done bad things are confident. She picked Lu Xiaofeng from the end of her eyes, and calmly said three words:

    "

    It's okay, it's okay . It doesn't matter, she doesn't want to help others, since she first came here until now, total It hasn't been a week yet, and she really doesn't remember when she did something to suck human blood.

    To paraphrase the words in the live broadcast room, Yan Xiaofu can guess what script this is. It is nothing more than someone committing a case, and then buckling the shit basin on her head.

    But Yan Xiaofu didn't understand at all, how did the female ghost suck blood come out?

    The system suddenly said to Yan Xiaofu: "The female ghost sucking blood is my pot."

    Yan Xiaofu realized that the previous system hesitation was actually related to this, and she was not angry (after all, the system king is the The current food and clothing parents), just let the system clarify things to her.

    The first sentence of the system monarch was: "In fact, this matter has something to do with Gong Jiu."

    Yan Xiaofu didn't even bother to do it with a shocked expression, thinking I Tuoma knew it had something to do with him.

    The system king went on to say: "Actually, the mountain you appeared at the beginning was a blocked mountain. All the strangers that appeared there are within Gong Jiu's grasp. From what happens later, no matter what you If you can’t remove other people’s clothes, Gong Jiu will come to trouble you.

    I’m afraid Gong Jiu will look for you endlessly, so I used a more exciting method at the time.——Use vase fragments to cut his neck The upper aorta was punctured. Anyway, with his physique, he will not die for a while. After bleeding to a certain level, people will feel dying, and people who have lost too much blood will feel fatigued, their hands and feet will be cold, and they will not be excited no matter how excited they are. , And then the situation was a bit unexpected. After he had a big hole in his neck, he started running around the house."

    Yan Xiaofu: "······you are running around when you are dying?"

    System gentleman: "Yes, have you ever seen killing a chicken? That scene is exactly the same as the feeling of a chicken with a chopped neck still skewered in the house."

    Yan Xiaofu said in shock: "Fucking Gongji is really a physique. Okay, no wonder the few clips I remember were more bloody, but the audience in the live broadcast room and I thought it was a trace of some taboo game played." The

    system said I went to Nima for a banana. , Do you think it has a genitalia?

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the pure blue sky and white clouds and thought for a while, saying that what you said was so reasonable that I was speechless.

    In the end, the system king summed up and said: "I thought this matter was over, but I did not expect that a murderer specializing in human blood appeared recently. This is the fault of my lack of information, but I did not expect Gong Jiu. It's quite grudge, he took this opportunity to take the opportunity to shame you."

    Yan Xiaofu stood in place with an ugly face, interrupting the system monarch, she began to reflect on whether she had cheated too many people in the past, which caused her character to become worse recently. It's getting worse.

    No, it's been a long time since my sister did not beat the fat man next door.

    Lu Xiaofeng watched Yan Xiaofu standing on the spot with a gloomy expression, and did not disturb her, watching the change in her expression with interest.

    After Yan Xiaofu thought for a while to no avail, she didn't think about it. She looked up and saw Lu Xiaofeng still standing in place.

    Lu Xiaofeng's combat effectiveness is unmatched. This is well known, and his ability to solve crimes is also well known. Yan Xiaofu didn't know how to prove her innocence for a while, so she said to Lu Xiaofeng, "Are you determined that I am the blood-sucking female ghost?"

    Lu Xiaofeng touched his beard and said, "That's it. I can’t be so sure. You only need to find evidence that proves your innocence, and I can conclude that you are innocent. Let me tell you first, where were you on the

    eighth day of last month ?” I was on the eighth day of last month. Remember I was still broadcasting.

    The impression that Yan Xiaofu left on that day was quite deep. She went to another city next to the magic city to live the summer festival with joy, but a girl’s lantern accidentally burned during the live broadcast, and that incident also became a reality. The biggest highlight of the night. Before the fire truck arrived, the audience in the live broadcast room obediently took a small bench and watched Yan Xiaofu's face covered in soot and soot together with others to help put out the fire.

    How did Tuoma prove this? The audience in my live broadcast room knew about it, but I couldn't bring them out to testify to me.

    Forget it, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

    Yan Xiaofu has such an attitude now. She stretched nonchalantly and said Lu Xiaofeng said, "If you want to tie it, tie it up. Would you like to take me to the Yamen, or to see the victim's family, I will go as you please."

    Nothing more than a live broadcast. No matter, when the time comes, come to a "a few days tour of ancient prisons" or "a few days tour of ancient murder scenes", maybe the live broadcast room will be even more popular.

    Lu Xiaofeng put his face in front of Yan Xiaofu again, and he said, "Then I really caught you, are you not afraid at all?"

    "Not afraid."

    "Are you really afraid?"

    " I'm really not afraid. "At

    that time, you will definitely be going to the jail, the jail, you are not afraid if I say that?"

    "Oh, do you tie up if you want to tie it? How come there is so much nonsense." Yan Xiaofu almost made him lose his temper. Is this the whole abduction of little Lolita's strange scorpion. Coupled with his moustache and cheeky smile at the corners of his mouth, in modern times, the people's police have to catch it every minute. She simply supported her cheeks and sat on the limp, wondering whether you want to catch or not, and if you don't catch me, I can leave.

    Lu Xiaofeng looked at Yan Xiaofu's cheek supported by his hands, and it seemed to be filled with a small steamed bun. He suddenly laughed and said, "I believe you didn't suck human blood. I will believe what a woman like you says."

    Yan Xiaofu: "...what?"

    Lu Xiaofeng didn't do it anymore. I wandered around and asked Yan Xiaofu. He didn't know where he got the jug of wine. A harrier turned over and climbed onto the locust tree that had just been burned once, and then drank mouthfuls against the spout. The air was filled with it. The smell of wine he drank.

    Yan Xiaofu doesn't like drinking, but she has to admit that the unique taste of wine cannot be imitated by any other taste.

    In short, it is a very gentle taste.

    Just now Lu Xiaofeng said that she believed in Yan Xiaofu, she didn't know if she really trusted her, or if she was calling her too stupid.

    If people like Lu Xiaofeng were known by Yan Xiaofu's mother in modern times, she would let her daughter stay away from him in a matter of minutes. If it were discovered that Yan Xiaofu dared to talk to such a man, Yan Xiaofu would definitely be interrupted.

    But some things are the same as the sugar in the cake, the fat in the steak, and the coffee in the cola. It is so directly and accurately in front of your face, and then someone shakes your neck with a grim expression and asks: "Yes. Don't want, think about it, think about it or not".

    This feeling is simply irresistible.

    Pulling away again.

    The people in the live broadcast room were brushing the barrage:

    "Did he just flip it up just now?"

    "I thought I was dazzled, but I didn't expect you to see it."

    "It's three or four meters away. The son went up?"

    "Do you still accept this handsome boy ?"

    "Don't be so surprised, the actor must have tied Via."

    "It's been broadcast for so many days. Everyone should know the style here. The anchor can't do anything in order to be true to the filming."

    Yan Xiaofu Seeing Lu Xiaofeng’s foot drooping from the tree, it swayed on top of her head, thinking that you were climbing the tree too fast, I didn’t even react, if it weren’t for the little angels in my live broadcast room. I have a big brain hole, and I might as well know what's going on now.

    She picked up a piece of firewood that hadn't been burned, dialed the stray foot, and shouted at it, "Hey, why are you running to my house for a drink? You have to drink it in the restaurant outside."

    Lu Xiaofeng was lazy. The voice came from above: "Would you like to be so unfeeling, I just saved your life, how can I drive me away right away."

    Yan Xiaofute laughed mockingly, and she continued to pull that foot. "When did your old man rescue me? Why don't I remember?"

    Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak. He stared faintly at the front, and suddenly stretched out his hand. When he came back again, a small butterfly was already caught in his finger.

    Then he stretched his hand down, didn't even look at Yan Xiaofu, and just flicked it like this, and the butterfly landed exactly on Yan Xiaofu's eyebrows.

    Yan Xiaofu was dumbfounded at the time.

    After a few seconds, she suddenly reflected and hurriedly closed the live broadcast room.
    Butterflies are a very beautiful thing and at the same time a very fragile thing. Because it is fragile, it needs to be treated very carefully.

    Anyway, in Yan Xiaofu's memory, she has never caught anything like this since she entered junior high school. No one, because in the process of arresting, if you are not careful, you will maimed the butterfly.

    Yan Xiaofu knows that Lingxi Yizhi is a bug-like existence in the original work, and it is omnipotent with the hidden weapon and the cutting edge. But she really hadn't thought about the situation of the little butterfly being pinched by Lu Xiaofeng's sharp point. This also led to Lu Xiaofeng's various awesome deeds, none of which was as impactful as the scene where the butterfly just clipped Yan Xiaofu.

    The little white butterfly was thrown down from the air by Lu Xiaofeng, and she stood cutely on Yan Xiaofu's eyebrows without panic or rush, as if she hadn't noticed that her position had changed at all.

    Yan Xiaofu tried to breathe upwards, and the butterfly was shocked immediately. Yan Xiaofu watched it flicker with wings and fled in the blink of an eye.

    Damn it, you control your strength too well.

    Yan Xiaofu said that she was sued by this hand.

    She asked Lu Xiaofeng, "How did you do it just now? Can you do it again?"

    Lu Xiaofeng didn't care about Yan Xiaofu at all, lying on the branch with his eyes closed, as if he was already asleep.

    Yan Xiaofu didn't care either, after all, they did save his life just now. She ran to the porch again and took back her kettle, then went into the house, opened the live broadcast room and prepared to play a battle song, and waited for Lu Xiaofeng to pretend to have enough sleepwear before harassing him.

    As a result, as soon as she came in, she realized that the atmosphere in the live broadcast room seemed a bit wrong.

    "Lu Xiaofeng Live" is also a live broadcast room with a four-digit audience. Sometimes the number of viewers is more than the number of students in the university where Yan Xiaofu went to. Usually there is a steady stream of barrage. Now... ··It's like a pool of stagnant water.

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the screen and flipped through the historical records, and found that the barrage stopped abruptly at the moment when the butterfly was clipped. She felt a little bit in her heart, and when she was done thinking about it, this time she was finally seen by others that something was wrong. She secretly poked at the system master and asked: "So what, does the newbie protection right say that you should help me conceal the live broadcast of the plane?" The

    system master replied heartily: "I was going to wait for the first time. After the live broadcast is over, I will be able to open the store function to the anchor. But seeing that it was something I caused this time, I will help you."

    Yan Xiaofu felt relieved, but watched a live broadcast without a bullet screen. She still felt panicked, and it took a long time for her to suffocate a sentence to the screen: "What's wrong with you?"

    Just after that sentence, the live broadcast room that was still in stagnant water just exploded in an instant. , The densely packed barrage was swiped out by the audience, and there was no place without barrage in the field of vision. It was almost like a virus.

    "I went, anchor your honest account of this great God Where did you lying to?"

    "Anchor, you have to go to Shaolin Temple casting it?"

    "I've felt something, and that will house nine specially designed to meet the characters, now I don’t know where to find such a Lu Xiaofeng. As the anchor, where do you usually find an actor?"

    "Anchor, I am 1.9 meters tall and weigh two hundred. I have learned Taekwondo and I am especially suitable for acting as a bully. You give me an audition. Is the opportunity okay?"

    "Anchor, give me the contact information of Lu Xiaofeng, I want to learn this from him!"

    What the hell are these all.

    Yan Xiaofu was crying and laughing, and suddenly saw a barrage that said "Anchor, you won't really cross, right?" Except for Yan Xiaofu, everyone else seemed to have not seen the barrage. They were still discussing their own items. The barrage was slowly swept down in front of Yan Xiaofu.

    Yan Xiaofu admitted that she was so scared that her pupils were dilated at that moment. She knew that the inability of others to see was the result of the system, but she would never be so lucky when she broadcasted it next time. After all, the system king is a boring sorrow. The upright man is not at all as if he could open the back door to her again.

    She suddenly remembered that the Novice Regulations read "You can earn gold coins from the gifts given by viewers in the live broadcast room, and you can also exchange gold coins for a small amount of items in the plane;" this one. This one is actually an obvious reminder, that is to let her attract more audiences to give gifts, and then she will use the money to buy props for the hidden plane live broadcast.

    In the past, Yan Xiaofu was thin-skinned, and others were willing to feed. She never asked for gifts on her own, but now it seems that learning to ask for gifts is also a skill that must be illuminated.

    Yan Xiaofu grinned his teeth and angrily put a parasitic beast theme song in the live broadcast room.

    The beast-like hissing sound instantly filled the entire live broadcast room, and the voices talking about martial arts and actors in the barrage suddenly disappeared, replaced by sounds such as "Oh, shit!" and "Quickly shut it down!" Yan Xiaofu sat cross-legged on the bed and said confidently: "The host repeats it again. The live content is as shown in the name of the live room. The location of the live broadcast will not be revealed. If the broadcaster does not disclose it, you will die. I am sure. I won’t tell you.” The

    barrage was immediately filled with things like "Anchor, don’t!", "Anchor, you are so cruel!" Yan Xiaofu collapsed on the bed, thinking about what she had done before. Tuoma was all wrong. It is really easy to do some daily farming life during the live broadcast, but this may leave hidden dangers for her in the future, so it is the correct way to use every minute and every second in the live broadcast to attract the audience's attention. This is especially true for the first live broadcast, because under the protection of novices, the anchor is not life-threatening and can play whatever he wants. It can be said that the live broadcast has the greatest freedom.

    Only with money can we buy props. With props, you can hide it.

    Yan Xiaofu covered her face. It seemed that she was still too courageous. As far as this live broadcast is concerned, she really killed a bunch of people, and then she found a mountain named Heimuya, and then named herself as the capital of the Eastern leader. There won't be much problem, after all, things are handled by the system.

    Ahhhhhhh, I feel relaxed all over the body when I think about it.

    She closed the roaring bgm, with a mean smile on her face, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "What do you all want to watch?"

    "I want to watch the live broadcast and run naked around the West Lake!"

    "I want to see the anchor lead Lu Xiaofeng streaking around the West Lake!"

    "I want to see Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue streaking around the West Lake! Persevere in the Yexi Party for ten thousand years!"

    Damn, who is the streaking rhythm brought by Tuoma, The housekeeper numbly banned me.

    Oh, by the way, she doesn't seem to hire a housekeeper.

    "It's not okay to run naked, or I have to go to the station to drink tea before the broadcast is over." Yan Xiaofu didn't take what was said on the barrage seriously, she stroked her hair and said: "Limited to the story of Lu Xiaofeng's legend. Within the scope, if the live broadcast room is not blocked, I can live broadcast everything as the host. Tell me what you want to watch. After this village, there will be no such thing." This time the

    barrage finally appeared. This is a little bit of reference. Someone said: "Anchor, I don’t want to watch anything, I just want to see life in the rivers and lakes. I have been waiting here for almost a week. I haven’t seen anything except Lu Xiaofeng and Gong Jiu, so you can just go outside and go around. I, shoot bad I will not blame you. " "

    is ah, I know you are a perfectionist anchor, actors are looking for the best, but I really could not and so on, ah. "

    on a barrage "+1", "+2", "+100086" and the like. Yan Xiaofu had a headache and thought, I'm not afraid of bad shots, I'm afraid that the shots are too good.

    The system said faintly: "It's okay, just go, the power of the system is not as weak as you think, we are powerful."

    Yan Xiaofu laughed after listening to the system's voice. It can be said that after she came here, the biggest help to her was Mr. System. Now, no matter what the system master said, she has great trust in this.

    She thought about it and said to the system: "In fact, since I came here, I have been very tired. I am also afraid of it, and that is also afraid. In the long run, it will be bad for the health if this is always the case." The

    system king said: " "Yeah."

    She said again: "Actually, I was not like this before. I have practiced judo. I used to walk on the street at two o'clock in the middle of the night. I am not afraid of anyone." The

    system king said, "Yes. ."

    Yan Xiaofu smiled deeper. She thought for a while, and suddenly put down the complicated hair accessories on her head, pulled out her black hair rope from the dressing table, re-tied a neat ponytail, and then showed a particularly arrogant expression to the camera. , And raised her middle finger, she was just a hooligan.

    The old viewers in the live broadcast room said: "It has appeared! Rouge Fu is upright-a single ponytail is justice!"

    "666666666, I give full marks to Rouge Fu as the middle finger."

    "Hey? Is the anchor named Rouge Fu?"

    Yan Xiaofu Ignoring everyone’s complaints, he said to the live broadcast room: “Everyone, anchor, I’m going to be a heroine. This time, we are not only for the sake of being a hero, robbing the rich and helping the poor, but also to popularize the benefits of a single ponytail to the ancients. In the meantime, if someone meets Gong Jiu and slams his eggs, our goal is to make people in Lu Xiaofengli like the single ponytail with black leather sleeves!"

    According to the system, Yan Xiaofu didn’t know what happened at the time. What appeared to be the light of justice, just like the newborn sun, people couldn't bear to look directly at it.

    The people in the live broadcast room were stunned by Yan Xiaofu's behavior.

    Yan Xiaofu didn’t care about the reaction of the live broadcast room and the system king. Not only did the audience in the live broadcast room feel uncomfortable being held back by the farming life during this period, she also felt uncomfortable. In the past, the whole country dared to run alone. Go to the host of the live broadcast. People who just wanted to understand something are usually a little emotional. She is now, full of big things in her head, and she can't wait to sweep the AK47 in the direction of the Forbidden City.

    She jumped back into the yard and saw that Lu Xiaofeng was still on the tree, so she picked up the firewood just now and stroked his foot. Lu Xiaofeng still didn't move. She said, "Don't pretend to be asleep. My sister is going to be a chivalrous man, rob the rich and help the poor. Now I come to talk to you. I will clean up and leave soon."

    Lu Xiaofeng, who had been silent, listened. After finishing this sentence, he smiled. He opened his eyes and said: "Just you, the bottom plate is unstable, the footsteps are vain, what can you do for the rich, what can you help the poor?"

    He didn't finish his words. I was stunned, looking straight at Yan Xiaofu, and it took a long time to suffocate a sentence: "Are you going to tie such a hair?"

    "What's the matter, can't it? You take care. We meet in the mountains and rivers, and there will be some time later." After Yan Xiaofu said this, she turned around and went to pack things. Lu Xiaofeng looked at Yan Xiaofu's pigtail foolishly behind her back. Flicked.

    It took a long time for him to come back to his senses, and hurriedly chased Yan Xiaofu in the direction where Yan Xiaofu left, shouting from his mouth: "Hey, wait a minute!"

    As a result , he went quietly around and no one responded. He searched everywhere, only to find that the small garden was already empty.
    If Lu Xiaofeng could see Yan Xiaofu again, he would definitely persuade her with heartfelt words: young people shouldn't always want to do big things, stay at home quietly is the kingly way.

    As a result, Yan Xiaofu didn't know where he was going, so he could only sit in Baihualou, repeating this sentence to Huamanlou over and over again.

    If Huamanlou's temper was a little worse, he would have lifted the table, then pointed to Lu Xiaofeng's nose and said, "mDZZ, you can tell the person in question. I Tuoma doesn't want to make a big deal. "

    Fortunately, Huashen has a good temper, so he is still sitting quietly in a chair, listening to Lu Xiaofeng talking to him about the recent blood-sucking incidents in the rivers and lakes.

    Lu Xiaofeng drank a sip and said, "I didn't believe that the female ghost did this at first. When I saw the so-called Zhang family female ghost, I didn't believe it. The storyteller was obviously talking to the building. Someone inside listened to it, but the silly girl didn’t understand anything, she still

    stayed upstairs honestly.” Huamanlou smiled, staring at the void in front of him and said: “Actually, I always have a It’s unclear. Where did it come from that the female ghost sucked blood?”

    Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes, and said, “Who knows where it came from. There are actually two rows of small lines on the necks of the victims. Kong, it looks like it was bitten by something, but no one said that it was a ghost bite, and no one said that the victim was sucked up blood. Suddenly one day, whether it was in the brothel or the teahouse, it was everywhere. Someone is talking about this, if I guess, someone must be pushing behind this."

    Huamanlou slowly put down his teacup, suddenly burst into an unusual smile, and said: "I still don’t understand. How do you know that she is the female ghost?"

    Lu Xiaofeng quietly glanced at Huamanlou with a nice smile on her face. She paused for a while, and then said, "She came out of the restaurant. I followed her when she was not in the house, and when she was not in the house, I quietly went to her boudoir to take a look, and turned over the black rope on her dressing table."

    Huamanlou still used that calm The voice said: "So Lu Xiaofeng, have you changed your career now to be a flower picker?"

    "No, I didn't move anything. I saw the rope and went out." Lu Xiaofeng quickly waved his hand and explained. "Then I went into the yard and I heard someone coming here, and I took the opportunity to help her."

    Huamanlou stopped talking. Lu Xiaofeng looked at him for a long time, and finally flattened his mouth and said: "Okay, why don't I just go through women's things casually in the future?" Huamanlou

    finally said, "You didn't follow up and see? What if something happens to that girl?"

    "Oh, Don't worry, the silly girl doesn't have enough experience in the arena, but she's very wicked, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye. If you encounter a powerful one, can you still run if you can't beat it."

    Yan Xiaofu, a classmate who was judged by Lu Xiaofeng as a good performer, said Shizheng was walking hard under the big sun.

    She looked up at the sky, and felt that even if she was a good anchor for the new century with ideals and aspirations, she was about to be sun-dried at this moment.

    Strictly speaking, Yan Xiaofu was not in danger of life this time, so she was not teleported to a good place like last time, but was teleported to a forest. Yan Xiaofu, who had been bitten in the woods for a night, was walking on a trail at this time, and the system gentleman was still mending his knife silently, saying that there was still more than a dozen miles away from the next station.

    Yan Xiaofu carried his small package on his shoulders, holding a pot of water in his hand, breathing heavily while walking, with the tears of the bgm bars in the live broadcast room, not to mention how sad.

    "Outside life is wonderful ah, what day to return to my home ~ ~ ~

    what day to return to my home ~ ~ ~

    ah ~~~~~~~

    ah ~~~~~~~"

    Yan Fu small wiping After sweating, I discussed with the audience in the live broadcast room: "Can we change the song?"

    "No

    , I need tears from behind bars." "It's about this. I will watch this live broadcast room with this song for an afternoon. If the anchor dares to change the song, I will leave."

    What kind of people are these mD? These lyrics almost make me cry.

    But as the saying goes, rich is a mother. Yan Xiaofu received a lot of gifts today. I don’t know why the viewers in the live broadcast room all have the desire to watch the anchor suffer. After a while, Yan Xiaofu’s live broadcast room has sent two sets of gifts, all for the sake of the anchor’s life. Give her a reward for buying a bottle of sunscreen or something.

    Yan Xiaofu glanced at the big sun in the sky with a murderous gaze, then proceeded forward as if appointed, and said in a half-dead voice: "If the audience likes the anchor, please click on the collection in the upper right corner. , Thank you for giving me some small gifts by the way. I’m really dying of thirst. Where can I find water.” The

    third wave of gifts was sent in the live broadcast room. Yan Xiaofu didn’t even have the energy to be happy, and could only follow the instructions of the system. Keep your head down and walk forward.

    In the scorching sun, it is best to sit in an air-conditioned room, eating watermelon while watching others basking outside.

    In fact, this road is not without people passing by. After all, the workmanship of this road is very rough in the eyes of the audience. There is neither asphalt nor planting of small flowers. It is full of dust. It looks like a trail in which mountainous area. In ancient times, there was another famous name-Guandao.

    On the way Yan Xiaofu came, they met several carriages, but when they saw the decoration on Yan Xiaofu's head, they all reacted the same-the

    moment when the woman who originally wanted to invite Yan Xiaofu to come up With the curtain down, the people in the rivers and lakes who originally wanted Yan Xiaofu to travel with him immediately rode away. No matter who sees Yan Xiaofu, the first reaction is to leave quickly, don't stay here for a moment.

    Yan Xiaofu thought to herself, has the story of this vampire ghost spread so widely now.

    Or I'll take off the holster.

    People in the live broadcast room can know what Yan Xiaofu is thinking just by looking at Yan Xiaofu’s expression. In the live broadcast room, they gloated and said:

    "Don’t, don’t take it, who put up the middle finger yesterday and said that he would promote the ponytail to the whole world of Lu Xiaofeng. of. " "

    That's over a day, and then anchor hold on. " "

    I'm going to go see them wherever they went head rouge giving her a widow, who was I going to stop me anxious. " "

    anchor disobedient to rebel, and the brothers soon Unsubscribe a wave."

    Yan Xiaofu glanced at the subscription number brush and fell down, quickly took his hand off the holster, and said with a smile: "I'm kidding, kidding." Then he turned his head and turned into a hideous face, gritted his teeth. The comparison is grinding the system king.

    It’s not pretty enough at first, and it only depends on white people to look good. Now it’s fine, so you don’t send me a good place. Today, I have to get tanned alive.

    Yan Xiaofu looked up in a daze, only to see a team of people appeared in front of him. She thought she was dazzled, rubbed her eyes and continued to look, only to find that it was really a team of people, slowly walking towards her.

    Yan Xiaofu suffocated the water in the pot in one gulp, thinking that this time she would let the group of people take her away anyway, and if they dared to escape, she would really rush to suck up their blood.

    Thinking about this, Yan Xiaofu rushed up in a vigorous step, and she ran to a place very close to the group of people, but the group of people did not move. Yan Xiaofu felt that the whole world had become better at the time, and she wanted to run over to ask for a bit of water.

    The system master suddenly said: "Don't go there yet, do you know why they don't run?"

    Yan Xiaofu shook his head in confusion.

    "Because they are here to catch you."

    What?

    Catch me? Who gave them the guts?

    Yan Xiaofu didn't rush forward. Just when the system saw that the situation was not right, she quickly turned on her. Yan Xiaofu felt refreshed at that time.

    She stopped in place and watched the team slowly approaching. When they met, she realized that it was a group of people wearing white hats.

    Looking from the white gauze hat, Yan Xiaofu vaguely saw a few shiny heads.

    Haha what a bunch of bald donkeys.

    Please forgive Yan Xiaofu, she didn't know why she suddenly laughed at this moment, maybe she was stupid, maybe it was the first time she saw a monk in the martial arts world that she was too excited.

    After all, monks are really an important part of martial arts novels.

    A person dressed in white came out of the team. She was completely clean and in sharp contrast with Yan Xiaofu who had been sleeping in the woods for a day. She gently raised a hand on her chest. , Asked Yan Xiaofu: "Why Donor Zhang laughed for no reason?" When

    she spoke, Yan Xiaofu realized that this was a nun. Yan Xiaofu stood lazily in the middle of the road with her

    arms folded and said: "I don't know anyone with the surname Zhang, you have found the wrong one." "Amitabha, Zhang Donor, please don't run away anymore. The poor nun is here to send the donor specially today. On the road."

    The idea of on the road is very particular.

    Why are the bald donkeys so annoying in ancient times? They have to be sent on the road or something. They are like the temple on the mountain near Yan Xiaofu's home. The monks inside make people want to marry him with the promise of their lives.

    Yan Xiaofu didn't dare to speak, so she moved her gaze to the screen and raised her eyebrows, meaning what do you want to do now?

    "Go!

    Get rid of this group of masters!" "mD, I feel sick when I see this group of people, so I'll get rid of it quickly."

    "The decent people can just make soy sauce. This world is our evil~religious world, the anchor is fast." Resolve them within a minute."

    Most modern people are quite individual, so they have a more rebellious psychology and prefer non-mainstream things (this non-mainstream is not the other non-mainstream). If you travel back to ancient times, there may be one The gang will choose to be a cult leader rather than a martial arts leader. In the eyes of modern people like Yan Xiaofu, these decent people who speak justice are indeed disgusting. She flicked her nails and said, "Oh, isn't it the Taoist priest's business to remove the demon and defend the way? When did the bald donkey go along with it." The

    nun did not speak, but gently rolled up her sleeve, indicating that she was going to go up. The posture.

    Yan Xiaofu finished playing her nails and adjusted her clothes. He smiled grimly at the opposite side and rushed forward, pushing the opposite side forcibly within three minutes.

    Then she opened the luggage of the nuns and began to find water.
    Ever since she grabbed water from the nun on Yanxiaofu Road, she has become completely famous among the rivers and lakes.

    In the past, when Yan Xiaofu was a "vampire girl of unknown origin", everyone had an attitude of irrelevant to her. But since discovering that this female ghost actually dared to push the old nun forcibly, the decent people in the martial arts have collectively climaxed.

    Yan Xiaofu only learned about it from the cannon fodder who wanted to kill her in the next few days.

    She really didn't expect that the nun she pushed to that day was really not a simple character. Seriously speaking, she still has very close ties with many respectable figures in the martial arts.

    As for who those highly respected figures are, Yan Xiaofu has never heard of them. After all, it is not the time when Lu Xiaofeng became famous. Even Ximen Chuuxue was just a swordsman who had just become famous, and Huamanlou still gave outsiders the impression that he was blind and rich. So those so-called people of high morals don't know how many people will survive when Lu Xiaofeng officially debuts.

    People who befriend those old nuns are probably scumbags, and they were probably hacked to death by the sword god Simon.

    Ye Gucheng is now well-known, but his family now lives on Feixian Island. Yan Xiaofu asked others about it. Feixian Island is a rather mysterious place. You can't enter without relevant documents.

    In addition, people outside now call Yan Xiaofu "Zhang Shiqin", which is the name of Miss Zhang's who died young.

    Zhang Shiqin, the name is pretty good, but the fate is really not very good.

    Shi Qin sounds more sad than Xue Qin.

    Yan Xiaofu was holding a cup of hot wine and slowly poured it into her throat. At this moment, she was in an inn, and the sky was full of yellow sand. A bunch of people in shabby clothes were sitting in this hall with her. Many people were drinking while pretending to be nonchalant and secretly moving their eyes to her.

    Yan Xiaofu didn't care about these people at all, just pouring the wine one bite at a time. As a northern gentleman, Yan Xiaofu can still drink enough, not to mention that the evening here is really too cold, she is afraid that she will not be able to survive without a drink.

    Persuaded you to have a glass of wine, the west is out of Yangguan for no reason.

    It’s not yet at Yangguan, but it’s very close.

    Why are you here?

    Because she is here to find Ximen Bixue.

    Regarding where Ximen Chuuxue lives in Wanmei Mountain Villa, that is really a particularly sad story.

    ——A few days ago——

    Yan Xiaofu sat on the hotly tanned floor to discuss with the audience. She said that Lu Xiaofeng had already seen it, and she had just sworn a chivalrous vow in front of others a few days ago , that’s all. It's a bit of a shame to go back without doing anything dingy.

    Can't go to Feixian Island in Ye Gucheng. Huamanlou is a good person, she shouldn't cause trouble to others during this period of time as a female ghost, so after thinking about it, there is only one possibility to go to Wanmei Villa.

    She told the audience about this idea, and the people in the live broadcast room immediately agreed with both hands and feet, and then began to give her some tricks. Some people say that she should take the waterway, which is convenient; others say that the ancient waterway is very dangerous, and she should walk slowly along the post.

    After arguing for a long time, Yan Xiaofu and the four-digit audience in the live broadcast room discovered a magical thing. They didn't even have the same place in Wanmei Villa.

    Even Wanmei Villa is not unified

    everywhere, not

    even where, even the location is not unified, they can actually quarrel for a long time, this has to be said to be a miracle.

    Some people say that Wanmei Villa is in Hebei, others say that Wanmei Villa is in Sichuan, and others say that Wanmei Villa is near the capital, even Gushan, Kunlun Mountain, and Tianshan. Everything came out.

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the screen with a confused expression, thinking that Wanmei Villa is in the northwest?

    A bunch of ZZ.

    Ever since, a protracted war broke out in Yan Xiaofu's live broadcast room.

    On the spot, the textual research party pulled out the complete works of Lu Xiaofeng. In the barrage, it was said that the only mention of Wanmei Villa in the whole book was the book "Jinpeng Dynasty", in which there was a sentence: "Lu Xiaofeng touched it with his fingertips. He was touching the stubble that had just grown on his lips. He was touching it all the way from Yanbei to Shanxi, as if he just wanted his beard to grow out soon.”

    The description here is that Lu Xiaofeng just came out of Wanmei Villa. Later, I went to Shanxi to find Yan Tieshan. Yanbei is Hebei, so Wanmei Villa is more likely to be in Hebei.

    Yan Xiaofu said it was good, but I chose to go to the northwest.

    Then the Hebei party and the anchor were torn apart, and there were other parties around to fan the flames. As a result, none of the thousands of people persuaded anyone.

    Finally, someone said in the barrage, "Go wherever the anchor wants to go. Isn't it just a studio anyway? If you want to go to Hebei, you can go to Hebei, and if you want to go to the northwest, you can go to the northwest. It's not your money.

    Everyone said that they were reasonable, and then one by one swiped in the barrage, "Anchor, you are happy." Yan Xiaofu touched her bitter tears, thinking that I was unhappy, and Tuoma just felt too embarrassed.

    Yan Xiaofu inquired all the way, and found that this Wanmei Villa was almost like a Yaochi, and no one knew where it was.

    Think about it too, if the location of Wanmei Villa is known to everyone, those who seek revenge every day will not be piled up into mountains.

    On the way of inquiring, Yan Xiaofu literally encountered all possible tricks on the rivers and lakes.

    The social circle is really too small, and the latest news about female ghosts usually comes out within a few days. And the one thing that people in the arena really care about is that Yan Xiaofu's moving speed is too amazing.

    I was in Hangzhou a few days ago, and during this time I even ran to the northwest. Even Chu Liuxiang did not have this speed in life. According to the descriptions on the rivers and lakes, the women with black ropes on their heads appeared in these two places. the same person.

    Now the decent people are proud of catching Yan Xiaofu, she faintly has the meaning of being the number one demon in the arena.

    It's a trivial thing like the fact that a group of nuns came to take care of her a few days ago. In short, reality has forced Yan Xiaofu to become a female ghost with both civil and military skills.

    It is spread from all over the rivers and lakes that this Zhang Shiqin was forced to marry a dead person back then, so the shadow persisted and turned into a ghost to demand his life from men in the world. Of course, these are all feudal and superstitious claims. Some people who don't believe in ghosts and gods are more willing to believe that Zhang Shiqin was not dead at all.

    Yan Xiaofu was wearing a red-hot gown at this time. The gown was the same style as the undefeated Oriental on Blackwood Cliff. After voting in the live broadcast room, more than 3,000 people passed through this dress. Was elected only with the consent of.

    The classic black rope is still tied on his head, and now the black rope is almost becoming a symbol of the life-saving Hades. There is a saying "Widow rope, see Hades" in the arena.

    However, Yan Xiaofu did not even kill a single person.

    Yan Xiaofu sat in the tavern pretending to be coercion, and there were thousands of people in the live broadcast room accompanying her pretending to be coercive. Yan Xiaofu sometimes feels curious when watching the live broadcast room. Don't you guys don't usually go to work?

    "Big Rouge, keep your legs back."

    "Don't smile at the corners of your mouth, give me a strain. Look at how professional they are. This is your worst acting skills."

    "I give full marks to this group of performers, vivid and vivid. It shows the kind of curiosity and fear when facing the legendary big monster."

    "The reading comprehension upstairs has been poisoned, drag it out, shaman! This is another crazy one!"

    "Today's eyeliner is not drawn. Okay, I can't show the domineering and enchanting of my Eastern leader."

    Yan Xiaofu's mouth is almost twitching, thinking that my Tuomaa is amazing enough to draw eyeliner every day, so don't ask so much.

    "I am the makeup artist of the crew. I will give you urgent training tonight. The anchor draws your eyeliner is too horrible. I want to help you pull it out with my hands every day when I watch it."

    "Upstairs 66666666, there is a makeup artist from the crew. Watch the anchor, which crew is from? Isn’t that from the recent Mango TV series?"

    "Uh, that although the drama is brain damage, but the makeup artist is just fine, at least can spike the crew of 23,333,333"

    Yan Fu and even small veins have burst out, and I thought this is Rio Ma Lu Xiaofeng legendary ah, another leader of the East Where did it come from?

    It’s all because when Yan Xiaofu was a knight, she was called "little widow" by a cute little Zhengtai pointing her nose, and then she ran away on the spot, pointing to the sky and swearing to the audience in the live broadcast room, If you can't be a heroine, you must be the demon leader who can stop children from crying at night.

    And now Yan Xiaofu is respected by the audience in the live broadcast room as "the low-profile oriental undefeated".

    Yan Xiaofu drank all the wine in the glass in one sip, then picked up his own package and prepared to go upstairs. The people who were watching her secretly next to her were shocked. Stools came from different corners of the whole hall. The sound of rubbing on the ground. Listening to this voice, Yan Xiaofu thought that even though I can't draw eyeliner, it's pretty good for me to pretend to be forced. Xiao Er, who had been standing by for a long time, saw Yan Xiaofu got up and ran over. He nodded and asked, "Guest, are you going to go upstairs?" Yan Xiaofu nodded, and Xiao Er immediately Yan Xiaofu led him upstairs, keeping his head down halfway, wishing to shrink himself.

    Yan Xiaofu glanced at him with a faint smile, that little second was trembling at the time. Yan Xiaofu thought to herself that the performance of this little second was quite similar, as if this place was really a serious inn.

    When she was drinking in the hall just now, she saw that many of the guests who came here brought their own chopsticks. Only a few people who used the chopsticks in the bamboo tube on the table never came back after going out halfway.
    Ah, where did all these people go?

    Yan Xiaofu entered her room, sat on the not-so-clean quilt, looked around the dim yellow wall, suddenly smiled strangely at the screen, and said in a sullen voice: "Guess Where did those who lost it go?"

    The audience in the live broadcast room had a chill.

    "Fuck anchor, please speak up. I have to be on night shift by myself tonight."

    "Anchor, you are not hiring something unclean."

    "Strongly demand that the anchor be beaten, and she will be beaten ." It's normal."

    Yan Xiaofu looked at the barrage and laughed "hehehehe" like an old witch. She let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that Tama has finally won you once.

    There was a dim kerosene lamp on the table, and there was dust in the corner that could not be swept away. She felt the thickness of the quilt and thought that today's quilt was okay. It seems that this is really the best room in the inn, and it shouldn't be too cold at night.

    She disliked it and laid the dirty quilt, and then put a hard wooden pillow on it, turned around and said to the audience: "Guess quickly, maybe the anchor will still What's the reward?"

    The plot party and the research party in the live broadcast room made judgments in the barrage at this time:

    "Uh, I guess they are all hanging in the kitchen."

    "Kitchen +1"

    "This Not necessarily. I may not sell it to which Cowherd shop 2333333"

    "I dare to pack a ticket. The Cowherd shop must have a bad business. 2333333 The lost people are so ugly."

    Yan Xiaofu looked at it. This group of people arbitrarily opened their brains, gently touched their chins, and said to the audience: "You said, how about I secretly go to the kitchen tonight to take a look?"

    "Okay, steal two pieces of meat by the way, After tasting the taste, share it with us."

    "I suggest to cook the meat according to the steak method. Isn't it too monotonous to always make steamed buns ." "I am a

    professional chef, and I can be a live guide for the host."

    Yan Xiaofu is joking with the audience. The aggressive makeup artist just now silently posted in the barrage: "The anchor is not allowed to go anywhere tonight. If I can't teach you how to draw I jumped down from the eighteenth floor for the eyeliner."

    Everyone was stunned by the tragic and decisiveness of Mr. Makeup Artist, the barrage stopped for a second, and the audience decided not to mention the night in the kitchen. In the barrage, they said: "Master makeup artist is right", "Master makeup artist said well", "Rouge, you can learn to draw eyeliner tonight".

    Yan Xiaofu was beaten back to the prototype before she was there for a few minutes. She obediently dug out the rouge gouache and other odds and ends from her baggage, and looked at the copper mirror. Sit down, look left and right, finally picked up the pen and stroked his face fiercely-

    the audience in the live broadcast room opened their eyes so terribly.

    Yan Xiaofu laughed and said to the people in the live broadcast room: "mistakes and mistakes." Then he wiped off the imprints with two clicks, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

    The wind and sand in the northwest were very big, and people in the hall were all sitting at the table at this time, sipping hot wine in small sips. While chatting, he pretended not to care and cast his gaze at the end of the stairs on the second floor.

    This calm look would be considered normal in other places, but in this place close to the desert, it would be considered an abnormal scene.

    You have to know that at this time in the past, the hall is full of enthusiasm. There are people who gamble for money, and people who fight for wine and boxing, and there are guys who are sitting around and fighting if they don’t agree. There is also the energetic man who flirts with the dark-skinned prostitutes in the desert. But tonight, there was nothing here. Only faint voices could be heard in the hall.

    Many people subconsciously lowered their voices, as if a mysterious power had faintly suppressed this place. And what caused all this was the person who was on the second floor at this time.

    Zhang Shiqin, a big demon born out of the world at present, has become popular at a speed comparable to that of Chu Liuxiang.

    Some people have speculated that she was the ghost of the ghost in Zhangjiazhen, who hated men from all over the world, and turned into a ghost to take revenge in the world.

    There are also speculations that this Zhang Shiqin was not dead at all. However, it is a resentment for a young girl to marry a dead person, so she turns into a demon king, specifically absorbing the blood of young men to extinguish her inner anger.

    The former is more popular with street aunts, while the latter is more popular with people in the world who think they are ahead of their time. But no matter what kind of setting, there is a rhythm that a super neurosis is about to emerge.

    A big man drank half of his drink, and he couldn't hold back the overly depressing atmosphere. He suddenly patted the table and stood up. He cursed and said: "Mother, isn't it just a widow? A woman can scare a group of men into this, you guys."

    Everyone's eyes gathered on him, he Seeing everyone watching him, he shouted: "I don't believe my damn thing, does she have three arms or four eyes." After speaking, he took up his long knife and ran away within a few steps. Go upstairs.

    The other people in the hall looked at him silently, maintaining a wait-and-see attitude, and saw that the big man rushed up for less than ten seconds, and was suddenly thrown down like a broken pocket, and then rolled down the stairs. In the end, he slammed into the door of the inn with a loud noise.

    There was a cold voice from a woman upstairs: "If you want to kill me next time, you'd better go together."

    The people in the hall suddenly took a breath, and a courageous person quietly went up and took a look. , I saw the big man roll his eyes white, his head bulged with a big bag, the corner of his mouth even leaked fascinating liquid, he touched the arteries, and found that there was a beating, he took a long breath of relief, and then touched his head. The cold sweat from above, picked up his luggage and slipped out quietly, actually preparing to sleep outside.

    When some people in the inn saw this situation, they hesitated to glance at the yellow sand sky outside, and finally gritted their teeth and picked up their own package and ran out.

    In the blink of an eye, the hall that was full just now ran out, and there were not a few people left.

    Among the remaining people, some appear arrogant, and some appear calm and composed, but no matter what, these people who have not run are confident of their own strength.

    A few of them were particularly conspicuous-one was a newly arrived monk with big ears, wearing ragged clothes, he had been eating a plate of fragrant meat in front of him since he sat down in meditation.

    On the other table, there were four people sitting together. They were all wearing cyan blouses and hats on their heads. They looked ordinary in dress, but they all had a very oppressive aura. These people haven't spoken since just now, but quietly looked at each other with their eyes when the big man was dropped.

    If Yan Xiaofu were downstairs at this time, she would definitely recognize that the meat-eater was an honest monk.

    The other four people in Tsing Yi don't know who they are.

    But no matter who it is, one thing is absolutely certain-these people are not something to provoke.

    Sitting on the chair, Yan Xiaofu kept flashing in his mind the scene of the big guy who just broke in forcefully. At that time, her last brushstroke was almost finished, but she was so frightened by him that she accidentally painted it crookedly.

    It's fine now, everything has to be repainted.

    Yan Xiaofu is about to cry. She rarely draws eyeliner except for cos. So now every stroke she draws, her eyes have to shake, and the lines drawn are crooked, and then she is highly demanded and high-standard The makeup artist asked for a repaint.

    She cried and said to the screen, "I can't do it if I don't paint?"

    "No, the demon leader has used force to kill people these years. Have you ever seen the death god? The higher the force, who can win. "

    Listen upstairs, that's right."

    Yan Xiaofu's tears really came out this time. She hasn't put on makeup for too long, so her eyes are very sensitive. Now she feels that she is going to be blind. She wondered where the fallacies of Tuoma were, and she obviously relied on the great system king when she became the leader.

    System king (laughs).

    But even if Yan Xiaofu was flattered, the great system king did not choose to rescue the anchor boy this time.

    After drawing for an hour, Yan Xiaofu looked at the white face in the mirror, and finally said helplessly: "How come I feel a bit weird after this drawing."

    In the barrage one after another brushed: "Worship the Great God!", "Great God, you finally saved Rouge's distorted aesthetic!" Yan Xiaofu found that none of these people paid any attention to her, so she quietly circled in her heart.

    Humph, what's so great, when I get rich, I will hire seven makeup artists, one a day, once a week.

    A treat with my socks.

    Yan Xiaofu hung this face and lay down angrily, thinking that I was a makeup girl in our club before, although I would be scolded every time I put on makeup, but the aesthetics are not so bad. To the point.

    The system master looked at her without removing makeup, and asked her: "Anchor, are you going to sleep with such a face tonight?"

    Yan Xiaofu let out a breath, and said to the system: "Well, I'm afraid I will remove it. I can’t draw it anymore. Besides, I don’t think I can sleep for long. This inn always feels gloomy. The little Er's eyes are wrong, and among the group of guests downstairs, a few people have wrong eyes. "The

    system guy said unexpectedly: "Oh, I didn’t expect to be scammed for so long. You finally have some experience. This time your hunch is pretty good, because you really can’t sleep much tonight. For a long time, the lady boss downstairs is discussing with the cook to chop you up to sell steamed buns, and a group of people are coming here on horseback, but this is not the point. In addition to this group of people, there is something more. It’s troublesome.”

    Yan Xiaofu sighed: “Fuck, do you want to fight like this? Come and catch me with three waves. I haven’t slept well in a good day. How long can I sleep tonight? Huh?"

    "One hour."

    "Call me when the time is up."

    "Yeah."
     
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