- Laughing to death, is the brain downstairs filled with poop? This smoke doesn't look like firewood is coming from it!

Seeing such an unfriendly barrage, in a racing club in Kyoto, the red-haired boy slammed the Coke bottle in his hand, and slammed it out with his mobile phone.

- Upstairs, you don't have poop in your head, you are pretending to be maggots without bones, this smoke is not from firewood, could it be that you fart out!

- It's terrible to be uneducated, dry ice spray to understand.

Just when the two passers-by were arguing in the live broadcast room, several passers-by came in one after another.

Everyone was first caught by the beautiful picture of green bamboo and smoke in the live broadcast room, and then heard the melodious flute sound like a heavenly sound.

This artistic conception and sense of the picture suddenly made everyone curious about what this anchor had to look like.

One song is over.

Xia Ran came back to his senses, and the spiritual mist around him was not guided by the flute, and soon began to dissipate in all directions.

And the few passers-by in the live broadcast room finally saw the anchor.

In the white mist of the green bamboo forest, the girl's black hair reaches her waist, her skin is better than snow, and her clear and crystalline eyes are like a clear spring, so clean that they are not stained with dust.

- I'll be a good girl, this is a fairy!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! This skin is really stunning, the camera is so close, Lao Tzu didn't see a single flaw.

- Oh my God, I feel that this live broadcast room is connected to the fairy world!

There are praises, and there are naturally doubts.

Inside the Racing Club.

The red fur sat on a heavy locomotive, his two long legs on the ground, his eyes fixed on the mobile phone in his hand.

I'm so angry with him, this woman must have full filters and beauty functions, otherwise she won't even be able to see her pores.

"No, Lao Tzu wants to reveal the true face of this woman."

The red haired angrily hummed and hugged the mobile phone and tapped it, and soon sent out a series of very unsociable barrages.

- A bunch of blind idiots, this woman is clearly a bubble beauty, otherwise you let her turn off the beauty filter, maybe it will be so ugly that people will vomit all the overnight meals.

- I'm spitting on you granny bear, and the little fairy doesn't turn on the beauty filter to care about your......

- Fool...... If you want to vomit and spit out, don't bring the smell of your body to the live broadcast room......

- Dog thing, dare to scold Lao Tzu for being a fool, there is a kind of report the address, see how Lao Tzu teaches you to be a man......

Hongmao had a barrage and successfully offended all the passers-by in the live broadcast room.

The red hair is one against ten, and he is not even left behind.

The barrage flashed rapidly, and the live broadcast room of more than a dozen people was brushed into the momentum of thousands of troops.

Xia Ran: "......"

Boy!

Are people so impetuous now?

If you don't agree with each other, you will be choked to death.

The girl shook her head, picked up the bamboo flute again, and began to play.

The moment the long and melodious flute sounded, the barrage in the live broadcast room immediately broke like a sudden jam.

Hongmao looked at the girl holding the bamboo flute in the live broadcast room in a daze, and her ears were full of melodious flute sounds floating out of the mobile phone.

And under the screen of the mobile phone, there is a large barrage that has not been sent.

"What is Brother Hao doing?"

Wei Kai came over with his helmet in his arms, and when he saw Chu Yunhao staring at the phone without raising his head, he couldn't help but lean his head over curiously.

"Holy! Brother Hao, you're secretly looking at the beauties! ”

"Ah......h

Chu Yunhao was stunned and came back to his senses, and the melodious rhythm was still lingering in his ears.

Bite...... What's the matter, isn't he fighting with someone?

How could it be that as soon as he heard the sound of this flute, his anger was completely gone?

The boy scratched his head, and wanted to hear what was strange about the flute, but the voice of the girl Qingling came from the earphones.

"Hello everyone! Welcome to the Meng Po live broadcast room, I am Meng Po. ”

In the live broadcast room, after Xia Ran introduced himself, he said directly: "This is a supernatural live broadcast room, naturally it is indispensable to look at fortune telling, feng shui mysticism and other things related to unnatural forces......"

- Ouch little girl, do you know fortune telling or feng shui mysticism?

- Is the little girl okay? The fortune tellers under the overpass are either blind or lame, and no matter how bad they are, they are also bad old men who are nearly sixty years old......

Before Xia Ran finished speaking, one by one the barrages floated up again.

Get!

It doesn't matter if you suspect that she has a beauty filter or not, but you can't doubt her business level.

"Okay...... In this case, if anyone wants to watch fortune telling, they can directly connect to the microphone video, and I will directly help the first three for free. ”

Racing Club.

As soon as Chu Yunhao heard that he could connect the microphone, his fingers immediately poked it.

I have to say that the hand speed of a keyboard warrior who can fight ten against one against ten is not comparable to ordinary people.

Seeing that the first one to rush into the live broadcast room was the guy who had just fought the crowd and said that she was a bubble beauty, Xia Ran couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

When the other party's round baby face appeared in the camera, her raised brows instantly wrinkled again.

And other people in the live broadcast room were also shocked by such a clean elementary school chicken face.

They never thought that the wind that had just fought with a dozen or so of them would be an underage child.

The point is.

They haven't won yet......

I feel very aggrieved when I think about it...

Chu Yunhao didn't care what other people in the live broadcast room thought!

A smug look flashed on his handsome face: "Meng Po is right!" I don't want you to tell your fortune, you just need to give your master a bowl of Meng Po soup. ”

Meng Po Soup??

Xia Ran raised his eyebrows again and smiled: "If I really have it, do you dare to drink it?" ”

- Little brother, don't be stupid! Meng Po soup is something that people drink after they die, and if you drink it now, something big will happen!

- That's right, little brother, let's not mess around......

Seeing the persuasion in the barrage, Chu Xiaobawang's backbone came out again.

Hum!

He can see that except for himself, everyone else in this live broadcast room is the water army bought by this anchor.

"If there is anything you dare not drink, if you take it out, the master will dare to drink it."

Chu Yunhao smiled provocatively, hugged his arms and sat waiting to be slapped in the face.

"Don't worry, your Yin Tang and Tianzhong evil qi is about to enter your ears, if you don't crack it immediately, your soul will return to Huangquan in three hours, and you will be able to drink Meng Po soup as you wish in seven days."

Although the soup is not made by yourself, the taste will be much worse than before, but the effect should be no different.

Xia Ran's tone was relaxed, without the slightest sense of seriousness in judging life and death.

"Fuck your shit......"

Chu Yunhao was simply angry: "You are a dead liar, you dare to go to the live broadcast platform to deceive people, believe it or not, the master will report you immediately......"

said that he raised his hand and really wanted to report Meng Po's live broadcast room, but the mobile phone was snatched away by Wei Kai next to him.

"Brother Hao dissipates his anger...... Let off steam...... I'm the best at reporting this kind of thing, I'll ...... I'm coming! ”

After that, Wei Kai took the mobile phone that was still connected to the microphone, raised his feet and ran away.

The action was so fast, Chu Yunhao didn't react at all, and the person disappeared.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was also confused by this sudden situation.

Wei Kai ran back to his rest room with his mobile phone, and then beckoned to Xia Ran in the live broadcast room.

"Hello...... Hello sister! I'm the cousin of the wind, how do you break that evil breath of his? How much do we give? ”