Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

"Don't make trouble."

Mu Qingfeng glanced at Fox Thirteen calmly, "She is 1178. If she dies, it will lower our mission score."

"Yeah!"

The beautiful sister is really kind-hearted.

Le Zhengying quickly moved behind Mu Qingfeng and looked at Hu Shisan warily.

However, before she could react, Mu Qingfeng kicked her away. Then a gust of wind tore through the space, and several beautiful, glowing butterfly corpses fell to the ground.

It turned into a golden light and disappeared.

Before the astonishment on Le Zhengying's face disappeared, he saw a flash of silver light in the distance and a group of colorful butterflies flying towards him.

Fox Thirteen flicked his tail and a flame burned over.

But the butterfly seemed unharmed and continued to fly quickly.

Suddenly a butterfly landed on Le Zhengying's hand.

Before she could appreciate the beauty of the butterfly, she was bitten. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground helplessly.

Then white mist began to appear all over his body.

Her body began to frost and freeze.

I felt a bone-chilling chill from the inside out, and my teeth were chattering from the cold.

Netizens in the live broadcast room watched as her exposed arms and calves turned the bright red color of frozen corpse spots.

"Save, save..."

A few tears rolled down Le Zhengying's eyes. She bent her body and weakly called for help.

【ah! ! ! 】

[Call the police, call the police quickly! ! ]

[Anchor, you are not acting, are you? You are not acting, are you? This corpse spot really looks like the color of someone who has been frozen to death! ]

[If you get bitten, you will freeze to death. Does this thing really exist? 】

[Zi Qiao, come quickly, I wasn't kidding you. I really saw immortal cultivators fighting!!!]

[Who can save the anchor...]

If you want to ask netizens how they feel now, just two words:

collapse.

They were just watching the live broadcast of the travel anchor they followed on an ordinary day, hoping to get something for free from the lucky draw.

Unexpectedly, they seemed to have accidentally discovered the truth of the world!

We will soon witness the death of the anchor.

"Dingling bell~"

"Dingling bell~"

The phone at the Y Province police kept ringing.

"What? You said there was a fight between cultivators on xx Street, and someone is going to die?"

"Watching the live broadcast? Is that the live broadcast of "Is it Yingying"? Yes, someone called the police before. Are you sure you are sober? You will be held responsible if you make a false call..."

The police didn't believe it at first.

Until they arrived at the live broadcast location.

They even saw themselves cordoning off the area in the live broadcast room, but they didn't see the group of people fighting in the room.

Enchantment?

Are there really barriers in this world?

The police began to doubt their worldview, and then received instructions from their superiors to quickly evacuate the crowds on the street.

In the live broadcast room, Mu Qingfeng seemed to realize that Le Zhengying was about to die, so he flew to her side, stuffed a pill into her mouth, and then threw down a wooden sign with a symbol engraved on it.

"Hold it, defend yourself and save your life."

After she finished speaking, she waved her wooden fan, and a gust of wind blew so hard that the whole sky seemed to be shaking.

The butterflies were blown away directly.

Under the gaze of many netizens, Le Zhengying exhaled air carrying white mist, and then the frost on her body dissipated, and her face turned a healthy red again.

She sat up suddenly, clutching the wooden sign tightly in her hand, tears streaming down her face.

Wuwuwu——

Almost!

She almost died!

Thank you for saving my life. If conditions did not allow, she would have wanted to give her a banner.

She stared at the fight between Hu Shisan and Mu Qingfeng in front of her, muttering, "We must win!"

"Must win!"

Outside the live broadcast room, the entire street was blocked.

"Can this live broadcast room be closed?"

someone asked.

"No."

The technician shook his head and said, "I can't even find a way to block this live broadcast room. It seems like there is no internet in this live broadcast room."

Seeing the increasing number of people in the live broadcast room, the bigwigs in Province Y sighed in unison.

It's over.

I would like to ask, which navy can handle this situation?

They give money!

003, who was watching the show remotely, smiled slightly——

You're welcome, it should be.

"San'er, add some more fuel to the fire and turn up the heat."

Shu Jiao watched the trending searches, @是盈盈吖 In the live broadcast room, there are fox spirits, immortal cultivators and fox spirits, the world is really magical. Pointing the way @是盈盈吖……

This type of entry was quickly suppressed.

How can it work?

It’s not enough!

"Understood, host sister."

003 smiled and started remote control.

In an instant, various topics about the live broadcast room became hot searches again.

003 made up entries like "immortal cultivator", "fox spirit", "great changes in the world", "can't keep it secret anymore" and so on, which are so shocking and he did it very skillfully.

You can tell at first glance that he worked in the UC Shock Department.

Shu Jiao looked at the dancing dark butterflies in the live broadcast room and liked them a little.

Don't say it.

That little thing, Mingdie, is quite pretty.

She wants to keep it for a while.

Just then, Shu Jiao's cell phone suddenly rang.

Looking down——

Hey, son, this is Wang Congjiu.

"mom."

"Ah."

"I want to ask you something. Are those mysterious things of yours true?"

Shu Jiao raised the corners of her eyebrows slightly. It seemed that this adopted son had also watched the live broadcast.

Today is Wednesday, it's 11 o'clock in the morning, shouldn't he be at work?

"What's real or fake?"

Shu Jiao's slightly aged voice sounded, "You don't know whether it's true or not? Aren't these all true if you believe them, and false if you don't believe them?"

"Why do you care about these things?"

"I'll just ask."

Wang Congjiu said a little embarrassedly, but then he thought, his mother has been staying in the village all her life, where can she learn real skills?

He was also possessed by the devil.

I was so stunned by watching the live broadcast that I actually thought his mother had real talent.

"Mom, stop lying to your relatives and friends at home. Don't I give you 5,000 yuan a month for living expenses? That's enough for you."

"Don't worry about me."

Ok……

Right.

This is my mother's attitude when I ask her not to be superstitious.

Wang Congjiu was also helpless, "Qingqing will be on vacation in a while. Your daughter-in-law and I will be on a business trip. Can you come to the city and take him with you then?"

"No, I can't leave the village recently."

After Shu Jiao refused, she suggested, "Send Qingqing back and let him spend the summer vacation with me."

"Ah—but?"

Thinking about his wife's attitude, Wang Congjiu hesitated, "Xiaoqin..."

My wife has always been reluctant to let Qingqing have more contact with his mother, for fear that his mother would teach him some mysterious things.

"I am alone in the village, lonely and with no one to talk to. I am already this old, how many years can I live..."

Shu Jiao sighed softly, "Forget it."

"If you don't want to, forget it."

"Just let me, an old widower, sit in the village and wait for death."

Wang Congjiu's scalp tingled when he heard this.