It's really fragrant time, and the live broadcast slaps in the face.

The live broadcast room is secretly rubbing to watch the show, and the big demon king also has today! What an exciting time in history!

"Live room, do you die?" Ansu's face was unpredictable, and he called softly in the sea of knowledge.

The live broadcast room chose to play dead.

"Yunzhou."

Ansu spoke again, his tone already tinged with murderous aura.

[Boom! People are also miserable, people are just a live broadcast room, °‧º· (°˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅)‧º·°I also work for others. 】

This thing would even pretend to be pitiful, Ansu said very speechless.

[Don't you always scare people with a screwdriver, people are not scared. 嘤嘤~】

"Shut up!"

Listening to the electronic synthesis sound "Boom", Ansu's brain was about to explode.

It's disgusting.

The live broadcast room was honestly silenced, and in order not to turn into a monster again, Ansu chose to ignore it.

But the audience's barrage is too real.

The Jade of Pompeii: What about the domineering young lady?

Porridge: yes, the original anchor.

It's hard to believe that she has just started broadcasting, and this group of viewers is guarding here.

In my heart, I was still a little loose. So as soon as his consciousness moved, he sent a barrage.

Big Devil: She'll never broadcast again.

Ying Bailu: Ah, I can't help it.

Today's wood is scummy: What are you going to broadcast?

Ansu looked at this question for a second and didn't answer, how did she know?

Ansu lowered her eyes and didn't gag with the audience in the live broadcast room.

If you come here, let it be safe. There is no lower limit to the day of hanging and bombing, and it is not the first time that it has been twice.

Although it is burdensome, Ansu has to do the task "well".

I don't know who gave the courage to hang the bombardment to dare to teleport Ansu to the Xianxia world.

Forget the fairy and demon war stirred up by the Great Demon King N years ago? It was Ansu's battle for the king.

Ansu cautiously glanced around before choosing to accept the memory. It's just that Yu Guang glanced at the original master.

I closed my keen eyes in an instant.

I almost didn't go blind!

How did the ordinary master, who was just now, become the protagonist with a golden light?

System latency. 】

In order to avoid Ansu's pursuit, Yunzhou really made a bloody investment.

The world threw her in before it was ready, not afraid of collapse?

"Accept the memory."

Ansu didn't even have time to read the world information, and the top priority was to accept the memory to be safe.

The original owner's name is Bai Wei, and his family is ordinary, but ...... Extremely complex.

How complex is it? For example, the master who meditates with golden light on the lotus platform is the son of the cousin of the original owner's mother, and usually lives in the same vast fairy palace as the original owner.

How big is Asgard? The original owner and the master, there are no festivals and activities, and they have never met in the house.

According to the age of the original owner, Asgard is about the size of a twenty-first-century town.

And although the original owner lives in such a vast fairy palace, in fact, the family is ordinary and belongs to the marginal characters of the fairy palace.

And the original master Bai Jiao is the proud son of heaven in the fairy palace.

The original owner is the only daughter in the family, her father is loving and her mother loves her, but the original owner's cultivation speed is a little unsatisfactory, and she is the only one in the sect who has not touched the threshold of foundation building.

When Ansu first sorted out here, the aura around her formed a whirlpool, and a steady stream of aura was swept into Ansu's body by the whirlpool.

It's time to lay the foundation.

Ansu was distracted by the aura in his body, and he didn't see it when he closed his eyes and meditated, and all the eyes of the little radish heads around him were on her.

And this kind of sudden foundation building, Ansu has long been accustomed to it.

Her body and subconscious mind will breathe in on their own, and her cultivation speed is so fast that she can't bear to look at it directly.

"Bai Wei, what's going on?" The man on the lotus platform with the immortal wind dao bone only spoke softly after Ansu had successfully built the foundation.

"The master taught well, and the disciple just had an epiphany." Feeling the gaze of all the senior brothers, Ansu had to get up and wave his hands at the master who was sitting on the lotus platform.

The people around couldn't help but gasp.

Bai Wei, who has the worst qualifications in the whole immortal sect, has succeeded in building the foundation?

"Okay." Bai Jiao lightly patted the magic weapon in his hand and nodded very officially, without praise or encouragement.

Ansu's foundation building was just a small episode, and Bai Jiao quickly resumed his appearance of teaching immortal methods.

The master on the lotus platform is the male protagonist of the male and female protagonists? This body of abstinence is a self-contained appearance of immortal bones, doesn't it have anything to do with death?

Ansu gently hooked the corners of her lips, which was quite interesting.

At about noon, Bai Jiao finished his teaching, stood up from the lotus platform without any burden, and before leaving, he explained two sentences: "Chengyu, this afternoon's homework, go to the cool pool to dig out this year's lotus root, and the top three will be rewarded." ”

"Yes, master." The little radish head, who was called by the white horn to ride the public opinion, stood up from the crowd.

Ansu quickly retrieved from Bai Wei's memory, this little radish head is a little more stable Chengyu, the senior brother of all the little radish heads.

The little radish heads stood up and thanked the teacher obediently, and Bai Jiao nodded casually, and the morning teaching was over.

"Bai Wei, congratulations! Finally, the foundation has been built! A little turnip head happily ran up behind Ansu and tapped her on the shoulder twice.

It's time to test his acting skills again, Ansu learned from the original owner's appearance and nodded quietly.

Then quickly retrieved from memory who this little radish head was.

"Qianchao, let's practice the immortal method taught by the master just now." Before Ansu could find this person from his vast network, another little radish head sent his name.

Chishio is the original owner's best friend and only friend.

"Snow Lake? I've already made an appointment with Bai Wei. Qianchao scratched his head embarrassedly.

Ansu raised his eyebrows amusedly, when did they make an appointment to practice together?

This thousand tides won't be specifically used to block peach blossoms from the original owner, right?

The audience in the live broadcast room is most interested in this cute little Zhengtai.

Durian Xiaolian: How old is the anchor? It can't be puppy love, right?

Great Demon King: Thirteen years old.

The wood is finally not scummy: Wow, he came out live at such a young age, it's so cute!

Today, the wood is more scummy: I have acting skills at such a young age, and I will definitely be a movie queen in the future.

Great Demon King: ......

Asian Games Pure Beauty Girl: What about the original anchor? I don't care if I want the original anchor, what kind of live broadcast company are you? The replacement will not change the number, and the popularity that the original anchor has accumulated with great difficulty?

Ying Bailu: emmmmm, this behavior is indeed a bit confusing.

Mountains and Fish: It's hard to see the original pleasing to the eye, but this one turns out to be even uglier!

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room is getting more and more biased, and Ansu doesn't know whether to be happy or sad, so he smiled lightly and ignored it in the end.

"Bai Wei, is it okay for us to practice together?" Xuehu asked Qianchao to deliberately shirk, and asked Ansu with a provocative smile.