Chapter Twenty-One: The Midnight Grievance Scared to Death!

Yan Qiao obviously also noticed the fans' barrage, "For some special reasons, my small room is relatively empty, but it will be filled in the future, don't worry." ”

#什么特殊原因?

#乔乔的制䜜人䞍䌚倪穷了吧?

#䞍是吧, it shouldn't be too poor to upgrade Jojo to 3D.

#有没有䞀种可胜, is it all the money used to upgrade?

Yan Qiao heard this, she was obviously more delicate and moving in 3D, as if she was close at hand, and her smile was provocative.

"No, to fill Qiaoqiao's small live broadcast room, you need to have a love value, that is, the more you like me, the more furniture my room will have." Her eyes were full of water, "So, you can love me a little more." ”

#啊, who can stand it! Who can stand it!

#那䞪乔乔我想插䞀句题倖话, is there any kind of ghost or monster that will call you in the middle of the night?

#嗯???? What the hell!

Yan Qiao's eyes fell on her barrage when she heard this, "Have you encountered any supernatural events?" ”

#是! Jojo: I slept soundly last night, and as a result, my electronic light brain suddenly automatically connected to a communication!

"In this way, today's first hexagram is given to this fan, do you agree?" Yan Qiao asked fans for their opinions.

#同意同意, keep talking, I'm listening!

"Mind connecting to the microphone?"

#䞍介意䞍介意!

Yan Qiao took the microphone request, "Hello." ”

"Hello Jojo!" The female voice over there was visibly nervous.

Yan Qiao patiently reassured, "Don't worry about me. ”

The girl took several deep breaths, "Here's the thing......"

"Yesterday I slept until midnight, and I felt something glowing in a daze, and I turned my head and saw that the electronic light brain automatically opened the communication interface." She paused, her tone still tinged with a hint of horror.

I saw her adjust her breathing and words again, and then she continued to speak, "The communication automatically connected to the phone that was in a no-man's land, and I was afraid to ask who the other party was, at first I thought it was those scam calls, or harassing calls. ”

"However, the sound of clothes rubbing against the ground came from the other end of the phone," she began to get nervous, "I'm a costume designer, and I'm sensitive to the sound of clothes rubbing against the floor." ”

The girl's emotions were rendered very well, and the barrage in the entire live broadcast room stopped unconsciously, "Then there was a stabbing sound on the other end of the light brain, I endured fear and wanted to turn off the electronic light brain, but I called a few ai without success, and I was so scared that I shrank in the bed and didn't dare to move." ”

She swallowed her saliva, obviously the memory made her more and more afraid, Yan Qiao was afraid of scaring her, and hurriedly pinched a trick to clear her heart.

The girl only felt that her whole mind was clear for a moment, and the coldness in her body was also dissipated, "Thank you, Qiaoqiao!" She wasn't a fool and guessed at once that it was Yan Qiao's handiwork.

Yan Qiao's tone was gentle, "It's just a good deal." ”

"If this is the case, I wouldn't be afraid, but what happened later made me almost creepy......"

"Maybe it was sensing that I didn't want to move, but there was the sound of machetes, and the screams of women, accompanied by the screeching of chairs cutting through the floor, and I almost thought it was a murder scene."

"In the end, there was only a word from the other end of the light brain to help me, and there was no sound, and the light brain also dimmed, I didn't sleep all night and took the light brain to the guard station early in the morning......

"But the guard said that there was no communication record, maybe my optical brain was broken, I went to the electronic repair station again, they didn't find out that there was a problem with my optical brain, everything last night was like a dream, but I remember it clearly."

Her voice was a horror that couldn't be stopped even if she used the magic trick to calm down, "Just thinking about Qiaoqiao's live broadcast today, I immediately asked for leave and chased after me......"

After listening to her story, Yan Qiao's expression became a little more thoughtful, "Do you mind if I step into your territory or enter the mirror?" ”

"Huh?" The girl was stunned, and then excited, "Qiaoqiao, are you coming to my house!" I don't mind, I don't mind. ”

#卧槜! I withdraw my sympathy!

#我听的正讀真呢! Jojo, what are you talking about!

"Then you're welcome." She floated slightly to her feet, then lightly touched the screen with her hands.

Everyone only saw that the scene on Yan Qiao's side was spinning rapidly.

#我滎劈看的我県花猭乱的!

#我晕移劚3d啊家人们!

Then the picture freezes in the live broadcast room, Yan Qiao stays in front of a beautifully decorated apartment.

The virtual idol in the live broadcast room moved slightly, pressed the doorbell, and the doorbell was clearly heard in the microphone communication.

"Is it Jojo!" The girl's voice was a little excited, and there was a lot less fear in her tone.

She didn't notice that the energy in the air fluctuated slightly as she asked.

"It's me!" The voices of Maili and the live broadcast room overlapped, making the live broadcast room instantly lively.

#这是什么! Is the virtual idol shining into reality?

The girl pulled the door open, "Jojo, where are you?" ”

"Look at the live broadcast room, you may not see me in reality," Yan Qiao's voice appeared in the live broadcast room.

#我滎劈我滎劈, Qiaoqiao and her sisters in the live broadcast room are at the same frequency!

#呜呜呜呜我矡慕了!

"You can't see me, but you can feel me." Yan Qiao's hand fell on the girl's shoulder, "I'm here." ”

Like a breeze gently falling on her shoulder, the gentle and warm touch made the girl's cheeks red.

She looked at the scene of herself and Yan Qiao standing side by side in the virtual projection, and grinned stupidly.

#酞死了, I declare that I am a lemon essence today!

"Oh yes, Jojo, do you feel anything?" The girl hurriedly asked, almost forgetting to get down to business.

Yan Qiao lowered his eyes slightly, and a hand fell on her lips, "Shhh, don't speak." ”

#啊啊啊啊我他劈的疯了啊!

#匀孊延迟, I'll be this sister!

In the live broadcast room, the girl looked at the scene in the projection with a red face, one hand on her shoulder, the other hand gently fell on her lips, and the head was gently sideways, which was not like a real person.

The red of that body was soaked in her eyes, redder and redder.

#䞍对, I stepped on the ground with blood, did you see it?

At this time, Yan Qiao had already fallen in the middle of the living room, and what she saw was also seen by the fans in the live broadcast room.

I don't know when red blood gradually appeared on the ground.

Yan Qiao raised his hand lightly and tilted his head slightly, "Be careful." As she spoke, a transparent protective shield shrouded the girl.

The girl nodded obediently, quietly shrunk in the protective cover, and looked at the idol in front of her with sparkling eyes...