Yao Jiuyou was in the room of her own home dedicated to live broadcasting before wearing the book.

In order to realize her dream of being a professional anchor, she started as a small anchor on a small platform, saved money little by little, upgraded her live broadcast equipment, and jumped to a big live broadcast platform; From a small transparent anchor with only a dozen live fans to a head anchor with millions of popularity at every turn, she successfully reached the peak of her life on her own.

During this period, many media interviewed Yao Jiuyou, and the question they wanted to know most was, "There are so many game streamers, do you think there is any secret to why you can gain such high popularity?" ”

Yao Jiuyou told truthfully: "Probably because girls are rare and handsome when they play junglers." ”

"That means you like to play jungler, right?"

How did this reporter interview her, but she didn't even know what she was good at?

Yao Jiuyou frowned slightly, but still responded with a smile, "No, there is also the shooter position." ”

She didn't brag.

Her natural bold and straightforward personality makes her also adventurous and challenging when it comes to playing games. After the period of playing the new mage support, she started playing Jungler and Marksman.

Because she feels that in the game, the former is the rhythm driver of the situation, and the latter is the continuous output position.

One must know how to judge the situation, and the other has output while alive, and is an important role that can lead teammates to victory.

Of course, in order to defend against the bar, she also added that this is her personal understanding of the game. She also plays in any position during her live broadcast, and even fans play whichever character has a high voice, and she will not discriminate against the position.

Well, it seems like she's more Versailles.

So......

Why did everything change when I took a nap on the table? Where are her slender white and delicate jade hands? Why did it become a short, small hand with a few pits on the back?

How can she still play games like this? I can't even hold my phone.

Yao Jiuyou was so angry that he slapped it heavily on the ground.

No, how could she be on the ground?

What the hell is this bluestone pavement in front of you? She had only seen this kind of road in costume dramas before.

Immediately after, she heard what seemed to be someone coming towards her because of the sound she was making, along with sporadic voices.

The staggered footsteps sounded like there were two people, but there was always only one voice.

The voice was clear and refreshing, and it was not difficult to hear the age of the speaker.

"Since we have come to this capital together, we are friends, and maybe we will be the same door in the future. Brother Tai can't reply to me, let me feel the love of the same door in advance? ”

He was answered by nothingness: "......"

Fengdu? What is this place?

She seems to have heard it somewhere. Yao Jiuyou's little fleshy hand unconsciously picked at the stone slab.

The sound of the horn continued: "Little brother, I've been chatting for a long time, I still don't know what your name is, where do you live?" ”

“……”

Friends, fellow disciples, brothers, little brothers. You seem to have a lot of names for inventory.

Yao Jiu slandered.

As the sound drew closer to her, she looked around and crawled into an alley.

Wait, why is she crawling and "walking"?

Forget it, let's go hide from people first.

The alley is short, short enough to see the wall at the end.

Not only does the bluestone pavement look weird in this place, but there are also broken walls and ruins everywhere, and it is difficult to see the smell of fireworks in the world, like a scene that often appears in ancient painting-style horror movies.

And since it was already dark, she wouldn't be surprised that the desolation of the place was really like a horror movie.

"Whew-"

How did her prophecy come true!

I heard a loud and long wolf howl that instantly pierced the sky, making Yao Jiuyou tremble.

She was about to hypnosis herself by hugging her knees and burying her head in the shape of stealing the bell, but found that her legs were out of her control.

She had been sitting on her knees, but now she could only reach out and move her two short legs in front of her. I didn't have time to think about why my legs didn't obey after the whole person shrunk, and there was no pain, and a terrifying scene happened.

- A white shadow suddenly lit up on the stone wall in front of her, which contrasted with the darkness of the night.

The white shadow is abruptly like the shadow cast by the moonlight on the wall, and it is like some flat object with only form and no flesh and bones. It staggered, its head and limbs dancing strangely in the night.

Like this white shadow, Yao Jiuyou remembers that there is a term from ancient times to modern times, which can be used to describe this kind of "creature".

And that's—

Ghost.

Rao is Yao Jiuyou is bold, a "living" "ghost" appeared in front of her, she still couldn't control herself, and began to crawl away after screaming.

She had short arms and legs, and she thought she was crawling quite fast, but she had only crawled a short distance.

When she climbed, she climbed on the right side of the road, not only because there was no road on the left, but she entered a dead end; is even more because compared to the "ghost", the voice just now is particularly intimate.

She admits that she has a gambling element and wants the man who sounds like a middle two to save her. If she is unlucky, she will be abducted and trafficked, and she will find a way to escape in the future.

She didn't dare to look back, so she could only bury her head and sprint in the direction where the voice just came from. Fortunately, the moonlight was bright along the way, and the four down-to-earth feet that she had dreamed of finally appeared in her field of vision.

All four feet are dressed in delicate vintage cloth boots, and the edge of the robe is close to the length of the upper, and the silk fabric looks draped.

It's okay, it's just two people. Yao Jiuyou raised his head happily and looked at the two people.

In the next second, her whole body soared into the air.

Either he was kicked away, or he was controlled by a spell, or he was simply picked up by someone holding his arm vertically.

She looked at the person who picked her up, a young man with a calm and gentle face, who didn't look much bigger than her body, and had a young face.

Because of the boy's movements, she was sitting on the boy's arm at the moment, and her hands were on his shoulders.

The action looks slightly intimate.

In the moonlight, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and his lower eyelids shimmered as if they had absorbed the moonlight. Inside the obsidian-like pupils were two little hers.

He was dressed as an ancient man, with a slender white headband tied up in a small tug on the top of his head, and the rest of his hair hanging down on his back, shoulders, and chest like fine inky satin.

Including her hands.

It turned out that when she was "flying" just now, the cool thing that crossed the back of her hand was his hair.

As she looked down at the boy, the boy looked at her. His eyes were pure, and he was curious at the moment, and he actually had a kind of childish innocence.

But he was clearly a tall and thin boy.