The projection technology used by the Galaxy live broadcast platform is to show the scene of a certain range around the anchor in front of the audience in a three-dimensional projection. Of course, in order to have a stronger sense of substitution, the audience can also choose the projection method from the perspective of the anchor.

However, for most people, they still prefer the first way to watch.

Feng Qingwu didn't notice Lin Feng's movements, but the number of people watching the live broadcast was already as high as more than five million. Among them, there were many people who were bored and looked at the surrounding environment, and inadvertently saw Lin Feng's actions just now.

If they weren't familiar with Lin Feng, they might have to wonder if the other party had peerless martial arts, so they could reach the other side of the valley in the blink of an eye without borrowing technological equipment.

But Lin Feng, as Feng Qingwu's assistant, although he was just a foil for the live broadcast, everyone already knew him quite well. Lin Feng may still be a good hand at playing with scientific and technological equipment, but if you want to talk about ancient martial arts, you can't even be considered a layman at all.

How could an ordinary person cross a distance of tens of meters in an instant without borrowing equipment. And to hide from the camera robot and all the spectators present at that moment?

"Damn, didn't you really see the hell this time?"

"This, probably not, how can there really be a ghost?"

"Xiao Wu's previous live broadcast, although there were some things that were difficult to say, but there had never been a real ghost. Besides, if there are really ghosts, doesn't it mean that immortals also exist? But our human footprints have already crossed the galaxy, and we haven't seen any immortals! ”

"It's not right upstairs. According to scientific experiments, it is entirely possible for ghosts to exist. A hundred years ago, Slegler, a great scientist in the American Federation, once did research on ghosts. Although the experiment ultimately failed, it also confirmed the existence of the soul. ”

"Cut, that old-fashioned legend, is there really anyone who believes it?"

All kinds of barrages exploded in the live broadcast room, and gradually it was crooked to the point that I don't know where to go.

At the same time, at the moment when Feng Qingwu had just left, the live broadcast robot beside him suddenly sounded a solemn voice: "Xiao Wu, don't act rashly, your situation there is very wrong." This time, you're afraid you've really run into a ghost! ”

When Feng Qingwu heard this, her body stiffened slightly, and her footsteps couldn't help stopping.

"Worship Shenhao, say a word to the anchor, but it costs 100,000 credits!"

"Send a pair of twenty-year-old knees to Shenhao, 100,000 words, as stable as a big guy!"

At this time, the thick fog gradually spread, and the cold in the air became deeper and deeper.

Although Feng Qingwu was dressed in a wide tunic red and white witch costume, wrapping her whole body tightly, the terrible cold directly ignored her clothes, as if she was going to pass through her body and freeze her soul.

Feng Qingwu's willow-like brows frowned slightly, looking at the silent fog around him, and the gradually blurred figures in the distance, his heart gradually sank.

Could it be that I really ran into a ghost this time!

Feng Qingwu thought of this, there was a little more unspeakable excitement on her pretty face, and there was a little worry in the depths of her eyes.

I hope that Sister Manman and they don't have anything to do, right?

Feng Qingwu took a deep breath, the baby's face showed indescribable sacredness and solemnity, and there was a white talisman in his hand between his palms, on which a bunch of tadpole-like supernatural characters were drawn.

She grabbed the talisman seal between her fingers, raised it to the center of her eyebrows, and whispered, "Southern Vermilion Bird, Fire Elf." The fire is raging, and the demons are gone! ”

Feng Qingwu's spell fell, and the jade hand flicked lightly at the figure in the distance, and the long talisman seal broke through the air, turning into a small bird in mid-air, and rushed towards the figure in the thick fog.

"Shhh

The Suzaku broke through the air, and the dense fog seemed to have life, deliberately avoiding the intense fire. For a while, under the reflection of the firelight, everyone could vaguely see dense figures in the dense fog. When the Suzaku burst, there was a terrible wail in the thick fog, which made people's scalp tingle!

Feng Qingwu made a meritorious move, and his face was a little more relaxed and excited.

It's just a bunch of little ghosts, and they dare to be presumptuous in front of me!

Feng Qingwu casually took out two yellow talismans from his sleeves, threw them into the dim sky with a solemn expression, and chanted in his mouth: "The holy light shines, and a hundred ghosts appear!" ”

As her words fell, the two sigils emitted a dazzling light like high-explosive bombs, illuminating the dense fog within a radius of tens of meters.

Stimulated by the bright light, she could vaguely see dozens of blurry figures surrounding her. The figures were dressed in ancient military uniforms, which were clearly not the style of modern soldiers.

At the same time, more than twenty meters away from Feng Qingwu's left hand side, Lin Feng fainted on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

When the dozens of hazy and vague ghosts appeared, the live broadcast room completely exploded.

"Damn, my mother asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast, how should I answer!"

"Sister Xiaowu, are you still missing a pendant, it's the kind that hangs on your body and is very obedient."

"Oh my God, it turns out that there are really ghosts in this world."

"Damn, it's good that Lao Tzu is fast, and he has already recorded the scene just now. This special effect gives full marks, Xiao Wu, you are going to be on fire! ”

"I'll go, the clothes on those ghosts are really the uniforms of the Dark Ages. Xiao Wu can, this actor and screenwriter are dedicated enough! ”

The barrage messages in the live broadcast room increased at a rate of hundreds of thousands per second, making it impossible to see what was being said. At the same time, the moment the ghost appears, all kinds of tips are like an avalanche. However, in just a few seconds, the tip notification mailbox that can store tens of thousands of messages has been flooded with reward messages.

It's just that in the face of tens of thousands of reward messages and all kinds of messages sent wildly, Feng Qingwu has no interest in paying attention at all.

At this time, she only has these dead souls in her eyes!

Feng Qingwu glanced at Ling Feng not far away, as well as the revenant souls standing in front of the two of them, and her delicate baby face became more solemn. With his own strength, he is not afraid of these souls. But Lin Feng is just an ordinary person, and he has been in this ghost place for a long time, and he is afraid that something will go wrong.

The most important question is, how is Sister Man Man now?

Feng Qingwu took a deep breath and took out a new laser sword from his waist. The hilt of the sword was more than twenty centimeters long, and a blood-red blade of light was formed on it.

She held a laser sword, stepped lightly on the ground with her toes, and her petite body was like a nimble deer, rushing towards Lin Feng, who didn't know whether she was alive or dead. She was extremely fast, her long black and silky hair fluttering behind her, and the red and white witch costume was hunting, and the towering majesty in front of her was beating violently, as if she was about to jump out of the bulging witch costume.

On the way, those vague souls seemed to be stimulated, and rushed towards Feng Qingwu with their bare hands.

Feng Qingwu's expression was indifferent, as if she had changed into a different person.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the crimson laser sword turned into a rain of swords, easily slicing through the souls that pounced on her. Under the blow of the laser weapon, although those revenant souls did not scatter, they obviously suffered a lot of damage, and their already vague figures became hazy.

Feng Qingwu moved extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Lin Feng's side.

She half-squatted down, and was about to investigate Lin Feng's situation, when she heard a soft and weak murmur in her ear: "Sister, have you seen the baby's head?" ”

When Feng Qingwu heard this, she suddenly felt chills all over her body!

How can it be!

She hurriedly looked sideways, and suddenly her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that Feng Qingwu had a headless baby lying on his left shoulder, and on his right shoulder was a broken baby head!

The baby's head blinked its black eyes, and there was a wicked smile on its face that made people stiffen and shiver just by looking at it.