"Kill the pillar of light with all your might, what is this, how to use it, it's amazing, it won't be chicken ribs!" Yang Xiaoding asked suspiciously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He can't get rid of the black nature of this mirror, if it's a trap, won't he be miserable?

Mirror system prompt: It is a one-time special skill, when you use it, you only need to shout the words "kill the pillar of light" with all your strength, and the water moon mirror will automatically shoot out a white light, as a weapon to attack the target, or it can also be used as a defense, and the number of times you use it is only once.

That is to say, I can help myself block an attack.,Hey,It sounds good, but I don't know what the effect is.,Wait for a chance to try it.,The small mirror is an artifact.,The attack power shouldn't be too tricky!

Compared with the darkness of Yang Xiaoding's live broadcast room, Jin Shenghyuk's live broadcast room is full of tenderness and sweetness.

He specially greeted him in a coquettish tone at the beginning, and his not very proficient Chinese with a soft and cute expression immediately made the fans scream, and the rewards and flowers were thrown at him as if they didn't want money, and easily put 200,000 gold coins into the account, equivalent to 200,000 yuan.

Of course, boys won't like this kind of performance, most people choose to quit after coming in and taking a look, jokes, a big man is like a woman who is coquettish and cute, what is there to see, it's just spicy eyes!

But this kind of characteristic that boys hate is exactly what girls like.

Seeing a large amount of gold coins pouring towards him, Jin Shenghe felt even more proud, and the smile on his face became a little sincere.

It seems that after the game, Yang Xiaoding is trampled under his feet, and he is sought after by thousands of people.

What he prepared next was a song, a gentle love song.

Wearing a white shirt and black leggings, Kim Sung-hyuk looked simple and handsome, took the guitar and sat down, his bony fingers plucked the strings, his lips opened slightly, and beautiful notes came out.

You quarrel with him

Sometimes I feel sad

Your sadness is the dawn of hope

I don't know, so I just feel distressed and sad

You smiled and soothed my heart

I'm afraid you'll see what I'm thinking

I'm afraid you'll be alienated from me because of this

I held my breath

Biting his lip

May you leave him and come to me

Baby, please don't hold his hand

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Please look back at me who has been waiting for you for a long time

The music has been played, and you will be with him forever

I prayed every night that today would not really come

The wedding dress you are wearing

The wedding dress you are wearing

The wedding dress you are wearing

The warm and tender singing voice coupled with the perfect face fascinated the girls, and they screamed in the comment area over and over again.

"Ahh

"It's so handsome, I can't stand it!"

"Kim Sung-hyuk, I love you!"

"Always support you, Momoda!"

"Listen well, your heart will be crispened."

"What should I do if I like it so much~"

"I'm going to marry you, brother!!"

……

Along with the page of comments and tips, the number of fans in the live broadcast room also soared to 400,000.

"Thank you, thank you for your support, this song is just an appetizer before the meal, and there are better things waiting for you next!" Kim Sung-hyuk said softly with a warm smile on his face.

Besides, on the other side, our yang anchor is still hesitating in the corridor, not knowing where to go, there are female ghosts on this floor, and there are ghost babies in front, all of them are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they are sad enough to touch any one.

Now it's a live broadcast, but what fans want to see is the legendary ghost, and this adventure is still their own choice, so even if he is scared and nervous, Yang Xiaoding still musters up the courage and moves his steps.

Stretching his neck is a knife without stretching it, it is better to take the initiative to attack, Yang Xiaoding walked forward cautiously step by step.

The sad cry of the child just now came from the corridor in front of him, and when he looked at the bright light of the flashlight, he could see that there was a door on the left and right sides of the corridor, which should be two small rooms, still a wooden door carved with exquisite patterns, but because no one lived for too long, the wooden door had become moldy and rotten in a large area, and only two-thirds of the wood was left hanging on the door frame, and the furnishings in the room could be faintly seen through the gap.

Now silent, and I don't know which room the ghost baby is, Yang Xiaoding lowered his head and couldn't get an answer for a long time, so he simply threw the question to the fans.

"My clever fans are here to help you decide whether to go to the door on the left or the door to the right."

"The anchor will draw lots by himself!"

"Again!"

"I don't think either side is very reliable...

"The black stupid anchor beats Yang Xiaoding!"

"Right, don't ask me why."

"There won't really be a ghost when you open the door!"

"I'll see, it's all the same, anyway, both sides of the anchor have to enter."

"This environment is really bad, the lighting is too dim, and everything feels eerie."

"Can I say that I've made up the door in my brain, and it's the devil's bloody mouth?"

……

The fans' focus is never on the topic, Yang Xiaoding is used to it, but the fan who is called the hell anchor eating watermelon is very right, anyway, they all want to go in, and it's the same to choose that one.

The decision has been made, and now is the time to put it into action, Yang Xiaoding took out the backpack and held it in his hand, protected his chest, and did not forget to explain to the fans that the props are just props, and they can't be regarded as carrying controlled knives privately.

Raise your foot and gently kick the wooden door on the left, and the old and moldy door will fall in response, and it is really vulnerable.

After a dull sound, a large amount of dust was shaken into the air, and Chaoyang Xiaoding floated over.

Yang Xiaoding hurriedly pinched his nose, turned his body sideways and dodged to the side, and waited until the dust was almost gone, before he appeared at the door again, shining the flashlight inside, and the simple structure of the room appeared in front of his eyes, only two wooden stools that fell on the ground and a round table with thick dust, a few pieces of red clothes, and nothing else.

Yang Xiaoding's eyes were attracted by the round table, not that the workmanship of the table was good, but that there was a porcelain bowl on it, which was new and chic, and it was a little out of place compared to the dilapidated room, as if a piece of gold had suddenly been found in a pile of stones.

Hey, that's weird, that bowl has been sitting for so long and still looks like new. (To be continued.) )