Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

[Haoyu's face turned pale from vomiting. How bad must the smell be? ]

[Why do these men get pregnant? Curious, can you do it at double the speed? ]

[The first day I miss my wife, when will my wife arrive? Isn't Lin Fei'er already in the car? ]

[This black water is so disgusting, it makes my scalp tingle. ]

Chen Haoyu retched and held onto the tree while shouting, "The ghost fetus has been dealt with. Should we leave now? Shouldn't we be done with it now? If they hadn't been doing the hidden mission yesterday, it would have only taken a few minutes."

He now deeply regrets participating in this program. If he hadn't been paid a lot of money and hadn't made so many reservations from netizens, he would not have come.

Feng Yanyoudao said in a deep voice: "It hasn't even started yet, why are you leaving?"

He watched yesterday's live broadcast. Jiang Ling's points instantly broke through three digits. He also had to complete the hidden task, otherwise the score gap would be too big and too ridiculous.

"Logically speaking, there should be a formation here. I don't know why the female ghost broke through the formation and came out to commit crimes. Now it seems that this female ghost is very violent and must be at least five hundred years old."

Feng Yanyoudao looked serious.

[This plot is somewhat familiar, it seems to have just been played in the previous episode. Is it the same revenge plan again? No way, is it the requirement to become a ghost? ]

[Another female ghost. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a male ghost. Have boys always been violent? ]

[Please don't make everything about men and women conflict with each other. 】

A woman holding a baby collapsed and ran over, followed by an elderly couple.

They are the deceased's wife and parents, and the entire family's source of money depends on the deceased.

Without the deceased and with a new child in the family, the family was completely ruined.

"My condolences." Tang Banxian sighed softly.

He was not the first person to die, and the village had long been accustomed to this, so no one wanted to get close to these things except the family of the deceased.

"Let's go find the female ghost."

Feng Yanyoudao suggested taking the lead and moving forward.

Tang Banxian followed closely behind.

Chen Haoyu didn't want to go, but he was afraid of encountering ghosts alone. He was in a dilemma, but he still followed.

"Feng Yan Youdao, Tang Banxian, you must protect me. Is that female ghost powerful? Can you handle it?" Chen Haoyu was trembling and was about to cry.

If he hadn't been thinking all the time that it was a live broadcast, a live broadcast, he would have quit long ago.

This is not like being on a show, it's clearly like giving up your life!

The mountain road is difficult to walk on, with many potholes and uneven terrain. If you are not careful, you may sprain your ankle and fall.

Tang Banxian’s compass was no longer useful here, so Feng Yanyoudao took out his magic weapon, and several people followed the magic weapon to the cliff on the other side of the mountain village.

The cold wind whistled past, making Chen Haoyu shiver with cold, his teeth chattering: "No, I can't stand it, it's too cold here, aren't you cold?"

"We are cultivators, so these are fine for us. Brother Chen, if you feel cold, why don't you go back?"

Tang Banxian’s words were exactly what he wanted. Chen Haoyu turned around and was about to go back. What was strange was that even though he had his back to the wind, he still felt the wind blowing in front of him.

"It's too late." Feng Yanyoudao slowly put away the magic weapon.

Chen Haoyu turned around suddenly and found that the cliff he had just seen had disappeared, covered by thick fog.

Another turn, the road we came from was also swallowed by the inexplicable fog.

The surroundings were all shrouded in fog, and even the trees on the mountain could not be seen.

There has been no wind here since the fog appeared.

"Oh no, this female ghost is so arrogant that she dares to show up in broad daylight. Feng Yan has the Tao, I'm here to lend you a hand!"

Tang Banxian took the peach wood Seven-Star Sword, used his mysterious magic, and waved the peach wood sword to disperse the fog.

"Feng Yan Youdao?...Chen Haoyu?..." Tang Banxian called out the two people's names.

This place is obviously not big, and the distance between the three of them is only about five meters. How come they can't see each other in the blink of an eye, and can't even hear each other's voices.

Chen Haoyu was already frightened, and was even more shocked by this weird scene. He stopped broadcasting and shouted at the top of his voice: "Help! Feng Yan Youdao!! Tang Banxian!! Save me, don't abandon me! I haven't spent all my money yet, I can't die!"

What we saw in the live broadcast room was a completely different scene.

Although the three of them were all wrapped in white fog, the distance between them was very close. Chen Haoyu and Feng Yanyoudao even passed each other by each other without seeing each other.

Chen Haoyu cried out for help at the top of his lungs, Tang Banxian moved slowly to look for them, and Feng Yanyoudao was much calmer, as if he was trying to find out something.

[What's going on? Are these three people stuck in a maze? ]

[Sure enough, this scene looks much more powerful than C-level. ]

[They all entered the fog and couldn't get out. I have a question, why is the live broadcast room fine? ]

[I heard that the live broadcast equipment has a talisman attached to it, and that talisman was drawn by Master Jiang, so, to round it off, Master Jiang is invincible! ]

A graceful lady wearing a water-blue long skirt, a light and flowing gauze belt, and holding a white oil-paper umbrella, slowly walked out from the depths of the fog.

In this pitch-black fog, she was the only sight.

The woman swayed with every step, as graceful as a willow in the wind, and her slender waist seemed as if it could be broken at will.

Such a beauty, not to mention men, even women would take a few more glances when they see her.

Feng Yanyoudao and Tang Banxian were both masters of mystical arts. They had tried to calm their minds since the fog appeared, constantly reminding themselves not to be confused by external things.

Chen Haoyu is a little different. His aesthetic taste is unique. His first reaction when he sees this kind of beauty is not excitement, but disgust.

"Ghost! Ghost! Don't come near me! Oh, oh, the talisman, the talisman that takes me back!"

Only then did Chen Haoyu remember that the staff had prepared talismans for each of them before they came. As long as they silently said "run faster" in their hearts, they could return to the starting point.

So, he fumbled in his pocket in panic, took out the talisman, closed his eyes, and silently said in his heart: Run, run, run...

Chen Haoyu opened his eyes, and a face that was extremely ugly to him suddenly enlarged and appeared in front of him, grinning at him.

Chen Haoyu screamed and was so frightened that his eyeballs almost popped out.

Just before he almost fainted, the fog was split by a huge orange light.

The fog quickly dissipated and the surrounding scene returned to its original state.

The female ghost disappeared along with the fog.

Chen Haoyu was weak all over and sat on the ground gasping for breath. His legs were wet and there was a faint smell of foul smell.

[It's over? That's it? Feng Yanyoudao finished it with one strike? ]

[What on earth happened? What happened just now? ]

【I am totally confused.】

[What happened to that female ghost? Please tell me, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel like I have lice on my body. ]

[I remember that Master Jiang's light was golden, the kind that blinds the eyes. Why is Feng Yanyoudao's light orange? ]

Jiang Yingxue, who was watching the live broadcast, also noticed this suspicious point and couldn't help but murmured: "Yes, why is it orange?"

Jiang Ling curled her lips and smiled: "Because it's not pure."

"Impuric?" Jiang Yingxue didn't understand again.