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Chapter 15 Ghosts Hit the Wall! Ghost King!

At this moment, Yi Chun and Yi Xiaoyi's live broadcast rooms were in full swing.

Nearly 100,000 viewers saw the supernatural scene with their own eyes. The three of them were originally in the dilapidated and retro street in black and black, and instantly appeared in Yangcheng more than a hundred years ago.

No, the name of Yangcheng was Huacheng a hundred years ago. At that time, this place was a foreign concession.

I'll wipe it!

No matter how awesome the special effects company is, it cannot produce such special effects!

In the live broadcast room, a few ulterior motives put their hands on the keyboard, and they were completely muggy.

The lady in the cheongsam with a clever smile, the girl school student with a smile, the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground, the voice of the chaotic sound mixed with Gong Qiuxia's sweet singing style, give you a hundred teams, can you do it? Ah!!

"I'll go and have a big stool. What a horror! "

"Hey hey hey, anchor, have you traveled through time?"

"Oh my God, I'm sure I haven't blinked, what the hell is going on?"

"Let's go out and explain."

"I'm too big, but I don't know."

"Brother Xiaoyi, I'm a little bit frank. I'm so nervous. You can leave quickly. Don't broadcast live. Life is important."

"Chunzi is invincible for death and has also cheated her beautiful cousin."

As the news spread, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased rapidly, rising to 150,000, and it was still rising at a high speed.

Among them, there was a viewer in the same city who swears to use RMB to smash a message on the top of the screen.

"Xiaoyi ran away quickly. I passed by Retro Street two days ago and was sure there was no photography team there filming. It was really haunted. Don't leave your life there."

Yi Xiaoyi saw the message and her pretty face turned pale.

"It's already...can't run away."

Zhou Zhou shook his head slightly, raised his eyes to look at Huiyang Ghost Tower, with a solemn expression.

"What did you say?"

Yi Xiaoyi had a bit of an ominous premonition in her heart.

Zhou Zhou looked at her deeply. Although he had seen it twice, Yi Xiaoyi did not know his true face. This is the narrow-mindedness of ordinary people's gaze.

"We have been shrouded in ghosts. Unless we break through this ghost, we can only enter and not leave here! If you don't believe it, you can turn around and walk out with your back to Huiyang Ghost Tower."

When the two of them heard this, their hearts stumbled.

The supernatural incident caused a large number of viewers to flock to the live broadcast room. The abnormal network fluctuations alarmed Tianya TV's super-management. After investigating the hacker attack, the live broadcast room of the two cousins ​​was immediately hung on the cover of the homepage, causing more curious viewers to enter the live broadcast room.

Many viewers heard Zhou Zhou's whispers as soon as they came in, and a chill suddenly oozed out of their hearts. Even if they were in front of the screen, they were not in the scene, and they suddenly felt an illusion of uneasiness. They felt a cold air flow from the tailbone to the sky spirit cover.

"I don't believe it." Yi Chun forced a smile.

Actually, he believed it, but he was deceiving himself.

Turning around stiffly, Yi Chun spread his legs and staggered to try to leave.

Zhou Zhou and Yi Xiaoyi were watching from the side.

One of the two cameras is on Yi Chun's shoulder and the other is on Yi Xiaoyi's shoulder. Both the mobile phone and the external camera are connected together through wired connections, which not only ensures the stability of the camera, but also improves the clarity of the live broadcast screen.

So the audience can see an extremely strange scene through the two live broadcast rooms.

In Yi Chun's live broadcast room, the camera kept photographing him running away, and the people next to him were changing and the houses were retreating.

In Yi Xiaoyi's live broadcast room, 200,000 viewers were creepy and stared at Yi Chun and trotted. Their face turned red and they were still breathing, as if they were in a nightmare.

"Damn it, it's a hell of a live broadcast room!"

"This is definitely not an act. I turned on two computers and watched it very carefully with two screens, and there was absolutely no trace of cutting."

"The rich man on the floor actually opened two computers. I both opened two browsers and then watched with a small screen."

"I'm determined! I'm determined! I'm determined! I can't escape. Chunzi and Xiaoyi are going to die in the ghost creature."

"Did anyone call the police? I just called the police, but the police uncle thought I was joking and hung up my phone. It's so bad."

"Damn, didn't you let the police watch the live broadcast? It's really haunted, it's going to die."

The strange scene on Yi Chun's body was like adding fuel to the fire, burning directly to other parts of the Internet, with a prairie fire.

Many folk masters hidden in the audience have been reposted by many people.

Yi Xiaoyi became a live broadcast celebrity because of the mysterious stranger who saved Mr. Lin. Now someone is going to promote it spontaneously. There are such strange supernatural events happening. The audience in the live broadcast room inadvertently exceeded 500,000, and even grew at a rate of nearly 10,000 per second.

The servers of Tianya TV were a little unbearable, so the official staff quickly loaded the server and drained traffic.

A few minutes later, millions of people witnessed the same scene together.

But these were useless to Yi Chun. He was running away desperately and consciously had run hundreds of meters and should have left this weird ghost place.

But when you look around, people are still coming and going, singing and dancing are still bringing peace.

No change at all.

"Shunzi, don't run away. I watched your sister's live broadcast room. You just stood there and wasted your energy."

Someone in Yi Chun's live broadcast room kindly reminded him.

I want to talk about it here that Yi Chun's anchor is named Baya Danjing Xiahou Chun, who usually switches two different styles: crazy and funny.

"Damn, this name is right. Brother Chunzi is just fierce. This time he plans to compete with the evil ghost."

"Brother Chunzi, stop running, it's so embarrassing. You're just walking in the same place."

"A real chicken is embarrassing +1"

"A real chicken embarrassing +2"

“…”

There was a lot of teasing and joy in the live broadcast room, and many conscientious viewers were worried about Yi Chun's condition. After all, seeing him gasping for breath, his physical energy was exhausted very seriously, and something might happen next.

Zhou Zhou was very calm.

Since he found out that he and others were shrouded in ghosts, he has calmed down and is looking for a way to save himself.

Panic, fear, and regret are all useless emotions and cannot help him.

A ghost that can open a ghost can no longer be described as a dirty thing, it is an insult to it.

It has surpassed illusion, sought truth, and preserved reality, and reached the realm of the Ghost King!

If it were a cultivator, it would be the Yin God and Ghost Immortal. As long as you survive the great catastrophe of Yang Thunder, you can get rid of your Yin body and appear in the sunlight. To that point, the ghost king entrenched in the Huiyang Ghost Tower can be called "demon".

Facing a ghost king who is close to the devil, Zhou Zhou, a small master of national martial arts, is no different from an ordinary person. At most, he is a great ant.

Not only can you resist the invasion of the Ghost King, but you will also be coveted by the Ghost King because of your strong blood energy, like a delicious fat sheep, placed on a plate for your enjoyment.

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