"Brother, why are you on the microphone?"

"Ah Giao, I've been following you for several years, do you know why I've been following you for so long?"

"Oh, old fan, do you think I'm talented, or...?"

"Hmm... I think you're too stupid X. ”

“......”

angrily kicked the other party off the line, and the man looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room with an unhappy face.

Simply, although there are many coaxes, gifts are also flying all over the sky.

This softened the man's complexion slightly.

Anchor A Giao, boiled eggs, self-reported household registration in Zhongzhou, online household registration foot basin chicken.

As an anchor who became popular on short videos in the early days, Ah Giao's attention is still quite high.

After ending the microphone connection with a "naughty" fan and chatting with the audience about life casually, Agio was about to go offline.

Suddenly, a message came, which made him stunned after reading it.

"The cherry blossoms of the hometown are blooming!"

！！！！

"Did the organization remember me?" Ah Giao's eyes were full of tears, and his face was full of excitement.

This made the audience in the live broadcast room quite puzzled.

"What are the boiled eggs looking down? This is a positive energy live broadcast room, but don't do this! ”

"Do you have any special fetishes that like to be public?"

"Yo, this is still a hands-on return, this is something that can be seen without paying for it?"

"Don't fiddle with it, peanuts, do you need hands?"

Without waiting for the noise in the live broadcast room to intensify, Ah Giao quickly raised his head.

I saw that his brain was red at this moment, and his small eyes were shining.

Ignore the ridicule of the crowd.

The sailors in the same live broadcast room said, "Brothers, today is a big event in "The History of Martial Arts", the Sakura War Zone is fighting a decisive battle with us, don't you want to see the battle situation on the front line?" ”

Every time there is a large-scale battle in the Yanhuang War Zone, the blood is burning, and the wartime news will be blocked as soon as possible.

The first is the fear of the battle plan being leaked, and the second is the fear of the remarks of the players in the rear, which will affect the fighting enthusiasm of the front-line soldiers.

You must know that although most netizens are sensible, there are always a few black sheep who like to hide behind others and fan the flames.

The sailors in the live broadcast room naturally knew the style of blood burning, but they couldn't stop everyone's curiosity.

Immediately on the barrage, netizens ridiculed again.

"Frontline live? Ah Giao, when did you become a part-time war correspondent? ”

"Little Giao, ridiculous, you, an entertainment anchor, really dare to go to the front line of the Daimyo's Mansion and broadcast the decisive battle between the two major theaters? Believe it or not, if you dare to approach the Daimyo's Mansion now, Zhou Shao will dare to come over along the network cable to send you warmth! ”

"Ah Giao, if you really dare to go today, the two rockets in my backpack are yours!"

As if he was enraged, Ah Giao slapped the table with a red face, got up and said, "I, Ah Giao, can drive a Mercedes-Benz and bring a Rolex, thanks to the support of the old iron!" In order to satisfy everyone, even if this front line is a sea of swords and fires, I, Ah Giao, also went!

By the way, this netizen called "Wu Wei Legacy", don't forget your words, two rockets! ”

After that, like a soldier rushing to the battlefield, Ah Giao walked towards the game warehouse with a sad and angry face.

And today's live broadcast platform.

There are many anchors like Ah Giao, all of whom are going to the frontline battlefield for the benefit of the majority of netizens.

And on weekdays, even an electric drill can't chisel through the cheeky skin.

Today, somehow, as if it had been scalded by boiling water, it was red at all!

As soon as the fans were excited, they couldn't stand it.

have taken action.

......

"Let us in and understand the situation on the front line, it is the power that every one of our Yanhuang players enjoys!"

"There are more than 100,000 people watching my live broadcast room, are you sure you want to stop me?"

"The world will be too hegemonic, right? "The History of Martial Arts" is not a hall of blood burning, why do we still restrict our freedom of entry and exit? ”

Daimyo's Mansion, inside the castle gate.

The streamer, along with tens of thousands of players, gathered in front of the city gate and protested against the members of the World Council who were blocking the city gate.

Li Kui, the guard of the city gate, looked at the noisy team of 10,000 people.

The lieutenant beside him looked suspiciously and said, "It's really evil, I haven't seen this situation for so many years!" ”

The adjutant nodded helplessly.

Truly.

The online game war has gone through so many years.

The pre-war blockade of the news, the world will do it countless times, and I have never seen players so excited.

The adjutant was just about to step forward and say something.

A hurried sound in the address book interrupted his movements.

Seeing the familiar avatar, the adjutant's expression suddenly became respectful.

Hunched over, picked up the phone, said a few yes, and hung up the phone.

The adjutant's expression became a little weird.

"Who's calling at this time?"

Seeing that the adjutant's expression was wrong, Li Kui raised his eyebrows and asked.

The adjutant didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly whispered a few words to Li Kui.

After listening to the adjutant's words, Li Kui's expression also became weird.

"Show me your call logs."

The adjutant nodded, quickly called up the call record just now, and handed it to Li Kui.

After making sure that the adjutant was not lying, Li Kui's face turned grim.

"Alright, I see, do as he instructs!"

The lieutenant took a deep breath and nodded heavily, before walking towards the protesting players.

......

"Abu, how's it going?"

"Young master, the information is being counted, and the Zhou family is also taking action! But as you know, tens of thousands of people gathered in front of the Daimyo's Mansion gates this time, and we need time! ”

"Got it, do as much as you can!"

Hung up the phone, the blood was burning and he crossed his knees relaxedly, and admired the battlefield.

Although Amperi Qingming has a huge body and sensitive movements, between swinging the knife, the knife aura fills the world.

It's not strong.

But after all, the Eight Miscellaneous Snake has already recovered its Weeping Ghost and God personality, even if it has not recovered its true body.

But it's relatively easy to deal with.

This made the blood burn and sighed, and he and the others were enough to be the top powerhouses of the Yan and Huang Eight Powers, and they were not defeated by the other party.

And Liu Mang is just a pet, and he can fight with the other party.

can imagine how big the gap between Liu Mang and the powerhouses on the ranking of the Yanhuang War Zone is!

"But that soon changed. As long as you conquer East Asia, Yan Huang's top combat power will also make great progress! ”

Blood burned his face with anticipation.

After absorbing the Holy Souls of various major theaters in East Asia, the player's attributes have skyrocketed, and they naturally have the strength to explore high-level secret realms!

There are countless secret realms and treasures in Yanhuang, and it is conceivable that the top combat power of Yanhuang Theater will inevitably make great progress!

Moreover.

Under the trade-off.

The territory of other East Asian war zones will also become the backyard of Yanhuang players.

High-level resources and powerful beast pets can only be controlled by Yanhuang players!

At that time, the overall strength of the Yanhuang Theater was not known to be strong!

Thinking of the beauty, the blood is burning and I can't help but laugh out loud.

Liu Mang was attracted by the laughter, and turned his head to look at the blood burning suspiciously.

"Zhou Shao, why are you laughing?"

"I've thought of something happy." The blood was burning, and the smile on his face was still there.

Then he seemed to think of something, and reminded Liu Mang out loud.

"By the way, Brother Liu, remember to let the Baqi Snake release the water later, there are still fish that haven't been baited!"

Liu Mang nodded, he already understood the plan that the blood was burning, so naturally he would not have an opinion.

"Don't worry, I'll save it!"