"Barrage Protector" originally came out of some live broadcast rooms watching horror movies, and some timid netizens would brush out "Barrage Protector" to strengthen their courage, and over time the word became popular.

For the Dragon Hunting Ancient Coins, absorbing the thoughts of followers and gathering them all together is a truly practical barrage protector. Like the gods of the West, the more believers worship the gods in the temple, the more they bring great divine power to the gods, and once the temple collapses, the idol falls, ushering in "Ragnarok". The divine power collapsed, the gods fell, and a wave returned to the pre-liberation period.

In the VIP voice channel, everyone didn't know about the existence of the Dragon Ancient Coins, but the careful Haixin was the first to discover a detail:

"Look, after the barrage of concern for Fang Yan increased, his headache symptoms eased."

"It seems that Yisuo's inference is correct, and the audience's mind is an energy with great potential." Jin Sanshi stroked his beard.

The temperature in the ghost kiln continued to soar, and the inner walls of the vaulted cave were getting redder and hotter.

Fang Yan was drenched in sweat, and the Dragon Hunting Ancient Coin soaked in the cool air on his chest was also vaguely unable to parry, and gradually became feverish.

He immediately realized a problem of cheating-there are too few viewers in the live broadcast room today.

More than 200 people, compared to the seven or eight hundred thousand people at the time of the make-up examination, it is not enough to see at all.

How can this barrage protect the body? I can't even protect a single leg hair.

"What to do? It would be nice if Madame Ying was here, a heart-clearing mantra would pull Fang Yan back in minutes. ”

The palm of Erzhu's hand on Fang Yan's shoulder was also wet with sweat, seeing that Fang Yan was about to become dehydrated, he was really like an ant on a hot pot, eager to help Fang Yan take off a few clothes.

In terms of illusion, the corpse incense konjac they had encountered was not much worse than this ghost kiln.

The corpse-scented konjac that grows near the coffin of the tomb owner will release a hallucinogenic gas, causing the tomb robbers to have various hallucinations, or kill each other, or commit suicide, or go home...... But these are all floating clouds in front of Mrs. Ying.

[If you really can't take it off, right?] 】

[Take it off quickly, I want to see Emperor Yan's chest muscles. 】

[You people are so dirty, if you don't agree with each other, you will pick off other people's clothes]

[It's useless to take off his clothes like this, he's about to burn up.] 】

At this time, there was a psychological truth in the barrage, and the emperor jumped out to popularize science: [This is obviously a psychological suggestion that causes me to feel hot, and it is not the environment that is heating up, what is the use of taking off clothes? ] 】

[Oops, why did Emperor Yan's clothes burn! ] 【Ghost fire, it's ghost fire】

[I...... I'm a little scared to look at it, it's scary. [I can't do it anymore, I'll close my eyes for five minutes.] (Powder)

[Ahhhh 【Oh my God, it's on fire?】 】

The barrage was not exaggerated, let alone deliberately funny, but the cuff of Fang Yan's left hand really burned.

He remained in a position with his head in his hands, and his previous headache seemed to have been overcome.

No one could understand where this fire came from, only to see white smoke coming out of the cuffs on both sides of Fang Yan's sides, followed by a pale blue spark, the signs were not big for the time being, and it would be difficult to say later.

The audience was reminded of the corpse that WIFI Man had just stepped on, which was a completely charred corpse.

Looking back at Fang Yan's symptoms, people instantly figured out something.

"Samsung's foundation is still a little worse, blame me, I shouldn't have asked Fang Yan to take you to the grave this time."

In the VIP voice channel, Professor Jin couldn't help but blame himself.

Lin Yuanshan gave a shot in the arm: "Ji people have their own natural appearance, since the fortune operator has determined that it is 'upside down', then the three descendants who went to the tomb today will have a glimmer of life, I am optimistic about Fang Yan." ”

"Professor, you're really worried." Lin Hao echoed his father.

"You, let it go."

Qin Shuang gently pushed away the second wish and went around to Fang Yan's front.

This is the first time that Erzhu heard Qin Shuang speak, and he was a little unable to adapt for a while, but he didn't think that she immediately threw out the second sentence coldly, facing Fang Yan who was sleepwalking:

"It's useless!"

With that, she spread out her white little hand and placed it on Fang Yan's chest at an angle that a hydra couldn't hit, and only Erzhu, who was very close, could see a layer of frost as thin as a cicada's wings floating out of her palm.

He felt a chill down his spine just by looking at it, and it was hard to imagine how Qin Shuang would control this palm.

The frost jade hand was about to press against Fang Yan's chest, but it was sensitively avoided.

She got close again, but Fang Yan insisted on avoiding it, seeing the flames on the cuffs expanding, Qin Shuang couldn't wait for the overlord to take the bow hard, push it down with one palm, and it was a hundred.

The audience in the live broadcast room was confused by the seemingly flirting behavior of the two. Finally, Fang Yan, who had been sleepwalking for a long time, made an exciting move:

His hands full of sparks consciously groped around his body, and he found a small and delicate bronze in his pocket under his ribs.

More than 200 viewers collectively zoomed in to take a closer look in the VR and some people were the first to recognize that it seemed to be an ancient ritual vessel, a bit like a bronze bell.

Most people think it's a very ordinary bell based on its appearance.

[My Yan Emperor is going to sacrifice his strongest magic weapon? 】

【Out of ...... Appeared! 【The end of the end...... Finally appeared? 】

[Yes, this bell has a lot of origin at a glance] [There is a fart source, and it looks like a stall.] 】

[I've seen this bell, it's called Hehuan Bell!] My Baguio slept in it. 】

……

Er Zhu was confused by the barrage, he had never seen Fang Yan use this bell, but he was the closest, he could be sure - this was definitely not a bell, but a bell.

Although it is a miniature bell, the bell inscription and dragon pattern on the surface can be roughly assumed to be an old bronze bell.

[Saying that the bell is sure that he did not graduate from elementary school]

[This is obviously a bell, is it good? [It's indeed a bell, it's a little smaller] [Wow, there's four dragons on it!] 】

[Baidu Encyclopedia: The difference between a bell and a bell is that one shakes from the inside to make a sound, and the other needs to be struck outside. 】

[6666] [66666] [Yes, this Baidu Encyclopedia is quite professional. 】

[666, I will serve the brother who checked Baidu Encyclopedia. 】

[The old man knows this bell, this is the East Emperor Bell! ] 【The Eastern Emperor Bell of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi? 】

There are sharp-eyed people in the barrage: [These four dragons, the text composed is a bit like the ancient Chinese character 'zeng'? 】

[Zeng Xiaoxian: "Which bastard stole my alarm clock?"] ”】

[Poof, Donghuang Zhong 666] [I've read too many fantasy novels, right? [Yes, the Eastern Emperor Bell has come out. 】

[Can Emperor Yan's brain-dead powder not blow it here, a stall has been blown into the sky by you. ] 】

[This wave can be blown, Donghuang Bell, I believe it. 】

[To be reasonable, this has to be handed over to the state, right? 】

……

Fang Yan suddenly showed that this bronze bell was not for people to see, just as the Emperor of Truth in the barrage said:

The bell rings when it flickers, and the bell needs to be struck.

Especially this little clock, what is it going to use to strike? How's that for a knock? It's all very particular.

The audience from a close-up perspective saw Fang Yan close his eyes tightly and fall into a realm of selflessness. He holds the bell in his left hand, holds the round shoulder of the bell, and clasps five sets of concave strings with his five fingers.

What attracts people's attention is his right hand, the five fingers are slightly curved, and the fingers are pinched and shaped, forming a special fingering method that outsiders can not imitate, with the bone joints of the index finger and the middle finger as the force point, two light and one heavy, two fast and one slow, and the pleasant rhythm resounds through the ghost kiln.