Bi Fang opened his backpack, changed his mud-stained trench coat, shook off the sand, and put on his jacket again to ward off the cold wind.

The drone flew high, and the barrage frequency suddenly dropped.

Wang Yongbo in the background is unknown, so, it's eight o'clock in the evening, which should be the time when users are active, how can the activity be reduced so much in the middle of the rush?

But when he saw the picture in the live broadcast room, he was stunned.

Under the night sky.

Bi Fang walked on the colder sand, with the Milky Way running across the sky above his head, and the black shadows swam on the earth, which was the cloud blocking the moonlight.

The wind was singing in a low voice, like an ancient song, like the totemic words on the ancient stone pillars, which were inscribed there long before the birth of the world.

It was the language in which the gods of nature created the world and sang alone.

He is everywhere, moving sand dunes, wind-eroded boulders, telling His story in a low voice.

The world is vast, and the audience finds that they can't tell where the wind comes from, south, south, north, west, everywhere, as if countless people are blowing away Tao Xun from all directions, singing Gu Xuan's songs.

The clouds break through the moonrise, a round of perfection hangs in the sky, the starry sky is also displayed, the sky is full of clear light, the vast and boundless sand sea, every grain of fine sand is reflected on the cold light of the stars and the moon.

The vastness of the desert...... Ilham Tohti lives in the desert, but for the first time, he feels that the desert is so... It was so great that he couldn't help but be in awe.

It's beautiful.

Countless people were short of words, and they couldn't find any words to describe such a scene, so they tacitly stopped sending barrages.

At this moment, their minds were unified and their souls throbbed.

This clarity of mind is even more evident when there are no fools on the side who are chattering and begging for gifts.

"Pretty, isn't it?"

Bi Fang guessed something, and said everyone's thoughts, he stopped and stopped, and the drone filmed the entire desert and starry sky at 360 degrees.

The beauty that attracts you is the fall that you don't know about.

That's true.

A beam of light piercing the night, a seed that spits green in a grain of soil, a flower with a strange fragrance, a lazy cloud, a poem that hits the soul, a breathtaking painting, a sincere and moving song.

A vast expanse of starry sky and desert.

[What if I suddenly want to go to the wilderness to survive, but my strength is not enough? Wait online, hurry! 】

[Go, I'll sit at your wife's table, you don't have to worry]

[One screensaver, Kaisen!] 】

[I feel that after so many years of traveling, I shouldn't go to the city, I should go to this kind of forest and desert! ] 】

[Me too, going to other cities is completely the same, and it's crowded. 】

[Look at Lao Fang's live broadcast room, the soul is cleansed, God, I'm guilty, I shouldn't be so handsome]

[Some people say I'm handsome, I thought about it all night, who leaked the news? ] 】

As Bi Fang's fans got older and older, and the audience became more and more familiar with him, many people's titles began to change.

From the very beginning of the anchor, to Fang Shen, and then to the old Fang that many people call now, this can be reflected.

This is a good thing, in fact, Bi Fang also thinks that this title is dirty, but many people eat this set, after all, unique means that it can make people curious, curiosity will bring clicks, and clicks will bring traffic.

Even if it's unique.

Without Du Chuan's few mouse droppings, Bi Fang's live broadcast room began to rebound rapidly, and as early as the quicksand, a breaking point had already formed, and the number of viewers directly exceeded 150,000.

How inactive Bi Fang was before, how depressing it was, and how exciting it was now for Du Chuan and others to be miserable.

At the moment when Du Chuan and the others were trapped in the quicksand, the water friends orgasm, and they were so hilarious that they couldn't do it.

The gift traffic directly brushed to the first place on the wolf tooth TV gift list!

Unbeatable!

In addition, Bi Fang's live broadcast time is different from the past, and eight or nine o'clock is the node when people's nightlife has just begun.

The activity of water friends is also very high, the popularity has grown like a rocket, and the gifts have not stopped, even if Bi Fang sneezed, some people gave gifts and said that they were very technical, and they were envious of others.

In this case, it didn't take long for the popularity to climb to five million, a veritable big anchor!

Countless small anchors are red-eyed and envious.

Judging from Bi Fang's live broadcast experience, this is almost a level of broadcasting, and so far, a triple jump has been achieved.

What about next time?

Is the position of Brother Wolf Tooth so stable?

Mo Xiaoxian looked at Bi Fang, who was rising rapidly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, who will sit on this brother's throne can't be decided by him.

Maybe it won't be two more times, and he, the wolf-toothed brother, will have to give it to others.

It's not at all.

This is the trend of the times, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that if you dare to touch porcelain Bifang now, then whoever touches it will die!

Bi Fang is already the uncrowned king of the wolf's tooth live broadcast!

On the other side, drones are still soaring in the night sky.

At the strong request of the audience, the drone flew high and filmed for about ten minutes before returning to Bi Fang and continuing the live broadcast.

Coughing twice, Bi Fang began to elaborate on his next goals.

"During the day in the desert, the heat and lack of water will quickly make your physical fitness drop, so I chose to move forward at night, because of the specific heat capacity of the sand, in the desert, the temperature at night is significantly lower, and it can even be called cold, so I changed into a jacket, and the temperature is about ...... now"

Bi Fang brought the topic back, but at this time he suddenly sniffled, slightly puzzled.

"Strange, where does the burnt smell come from? What is burning? ”

The taste in the desert is very monotonous, just a very ordinary burnt bitter taste, but just now this burnt smell suddenly became much stronger, and there was a kind of smell of garbage being burned intensively.

It reminded him of the time he burned the corpse not long ago, and the taste was not so complicated, but somewhat similar.

【？？？ The smell of burning? 】

[Is anyone coming?] Or is there a fire nearby? 】

The audience in the live broadcast room can only watch and listen, but they can't smell it, and there is no unique feeling at the moment, but some other barrage content has attracted Bi Fang's attention.

[In other words, Lin Gongzi and Mu Wangye are gone]

[And that high school student too?] 】

[Yes, I don't know if you don't say it. 】

[Is it that the old party would rather die than give in under the power, and the bigwigs dare not be interested? ] 】

[Would you rather die than give in? It's kind of interesting, elaborate! 】

Seeing the barrage, Bi Fang realized that Yao Jun and Lin Chang seemed to have never appeared since just now.

It stands to reason that after driving Du Chuan away, shouldn't they start brushing the spaceship to blind their dog's eyes?

Why are they all gone?

But after thinking about it, Bi Fang was relieved again.

"After all, they are big bosses and students in real life, how can they watch live broadcasts all the time? It's normal to be away for a while. ”

It's strange to soak in his live broadcast room every day.

So Bi Fang didn't think much about it, and he was so interrupted by netizens, he also forgot about the smell of burning, anyway, this is a desert, and there will be no forest fires.

It doesn't matter, maybe it's really some kind of garbage burning?

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