What happened to the anti-superstition campaign? The live studio is full of police officers

As he said that, he swung his baton and hit Li Shang.

Gao Leng blocked with his sword, and the baton hit the ancient sword. The fat policeman felt his entire arm was numb, and the baton flew out of his hand. He grimaced in pain.

Seeing his companion's baton slip out of his hand, the thin policeman immediately pulled out his own baton and looked at Gao Leng with a vigilant look.

On the other hand, Li Shang lightly turned the ancient sword in his hand, his expression unchanged as he looked down at the fat policeman's embarrassed appearance.

[Wow, this cool little brother is so handsome! ]

[It would be great if I had a boyfriend like this, it would make me feel so safe! ]

[Tsk, it's just fancy moves, why are you posing?]

[Hey guys up there, don't be jealous. I think this cool guy is no ordinary guy. Look, the policeman's hands are shaking, you can tell he used a lot of force, but he's acting like nothing happened. And did you notice the sword in his hand? It's pitch black, with ancient embossed patterns. You can tell it's a good weapon. I don't believe he doesn't have some skills.]

"You TM..." The fat policeman stopped cursing halfway through his words.

He looked at Director Long, who was on a WeChat video call with Li Shang on his phone. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his back, and even his voice became stammering: "Long... Director Long... I..."

"I don't know who's the boss of Qiucheng, but it's definitely not you! You disgraceful thing, get back here right now!"

Director Long had no hair to begin with, and his bald head looked like a boiled egg. Now that he was angry, his whole body was red, and his head looked even more like a boiled egg.

The thin policeman was so scared that he quickly put away his baton. The fat policeman nodded his head rapidly, looking at the young man in front of him in horror. His body slid down and he sat limply on the ground.

Li Shang hung up the phone and ignored the two of them. He and Bai Ningyu walked straight into the road surrounded by iron plates.

[Have you noticed that this cool guy's identity is not simple? ]

Zhan Tianhe [Well, he might be a martial arts practitioner.]

[What martial arts monk? My friend above, please explain clearly.]

Zhan Tianhe: [Tsk, how can I put this to you? It sounds so fantastical, I'm afraid you won't believe it.]

"We've even seen ghosts, so what else is there that we can't believe? Just tell me."

Zhan Tianhe hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not sure either. I need to wait and see. But I can explain it to you later."

As soon as she stepped in, Bai Ningyu discovered that there were restrictions around the lake.

Li Shang frowned, obviously noticing this as well.

The restriction covered the entire lake, and black gas was constantly emerging from the lake, rising up in wisps, but the black gas was surrounded by the restriction and could not break out.

[What the hell? What the hell is this black energy? It's terrifying!]

"This can't be some special effect! I looked through a telescope on the opposite building, but I didn't see any black air."

[Amazing special effects! This is a live broadcast! Live broadcast! The host is using a special method to let us see it. Otherwise, do you think us mortal eyes can see this?]

What's with this restriction? I clearly didn't notice it when I looked at the lake during the day. Could it be that someone set it up on purpose?

However, it seems that this restriction is at the end of its strength. It won't be long before it is broken by the evil spirit.

Thinking of this, Bai Ningyu stood by the fence, released his spiritual sense, and explored the surroundings, including the direction of the surrounding water.

Li Shang, who was standing next to Bai Ningyu, only then felt the pressure emanating from Bai Ningyu. He was shocked and exclaimed in a low voice: "You are actually a cultivator!?"

But she was clearly only twenty years old, so how could she have such a powerful aura? This overturned Li Shang's cognition. What kind of extraordinary genius in cultivation was she?

@Zhan Tianhe, what does this arrogant guy mean by a cultivator? Explain it to me!

Zhan Tianhe [I didn’t expect it to be really…]

[Brother, please stop talking halfway. It's driving me crazy.]

Zhan Tianhe [I believe you have all noticed from the host’s live broadcast room that our world is actually not what you see.

In this world, there are also cultivators, weapon refiners, alchemists, talisman masters, etc., whom we collectively call psychics. Each level is divided into early, middle and peak levels. After breaking through the peak level, you can be promoted to the next level, with the highest being the ninth level.

As for martial arts practitioners, the levels are Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, Dan Jing, Martial Arts Grandmaster, and Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Hundreds of years ago, all those with special abilities tacitly hid themselves from the world and disappeared. Later, with the intervention of secret agencies, they gradually disappeared from public view. But now, for unknown reasons, they have reappeared in the world.

This isn't storytelling!

[Wow, I said it was true that our country could cultivate immortality!]

[Oh my dear motherland! How many surprises do you have in store for me?]

[Brother Zhan, you know so much about this, I'm afraid you are also from this sect, right?]

Zhan Tianhe [Compared to the host and the others, I am nothing. Let's continue watching the host and Gao Leng's wonderful performance! ]

Zhan Tianhe drew netizens' attention back to the live broadcast room.

At this time, Bai Ningyu and Gao Leng did not know that they had become the envy of many netizens in the live broadcast room.

Bai Ningyu withdrew her consciousness and said towards the lawn below, "Fellow Daoist, why are you spying in secret and why are you so reluctant to show up?"

All I heard was a clear and slightly sharp laugh coming from the bottom of the slope.

Li Shang immediately drew his sword and pointed it at the source of the sound. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

The netizens who were originally concentrating on the game were also frightened by the sudden sound.

[This voice is comparable to Dongfang Bubai, and I don't know what the hell it is.]

[That's right, I was scared to death. What kind of nice person would laugh like that in the middle of the night?]

[Wow, wow, wow, I just made a bowl of noodles, and when I heard that sound, my hand started shaking and all the noodles went all over my crotch.]

【Then you will find that you have regained a serving of egg noodles! 】

[Pfft—don't be so mean, the person above. Eggs are very important. Everyone should take this as a warning and protect our eggs.]

At this time, a person in a white buttoned dress was seen slowly walking up from the lawn at the bottom of the slope.

This man had long hair, a tall figure, and a teardrop mole under his narrow eyes, which made his face look even more charming.

The man bowed with both hands, saluted Bai Ningyu, and smiled softly, "My name is Qiu Zixiao. I admire the host's attainments in talismans, so I came to Qiucheng City and am willing to be a pioneer in exploring the way."

Apart from his laughter, his normal speaking voice is still relatively gentle.

[Isn't Qiu Zixiao the talisman master? ]

[Yes, yes, that's him. I had the honor of meeting him once before. He was so beautiful.]

[Wow~ The anchor's live broadcast room is really worth coming to. The sunny and cheerful big boy, the charming and seductive male fox, I like him no matter what! ]

[Enough of the above nymphomaniacs, we are here to watch the anchor's live broadcast, not to watch gigolos! ]

Bai Ningyu felt a little uncomfortable when she was looked at by Qiu Zixiao's fox eyes.

Li Shang did not let down his guard, the hostility in his eyes remained unchanged, and he protected Bai Ningyu behind him without making a sound.

[How did this guy get in? Isn't there someone guarding outside?]

[He's a master of talismans, like invisibility talismans (my guess).]

[Um... I'm just saying, have you noticed that the plot is developing in a weird direction?]

The air is strangely filled with the smell of gunpowder. I don’t know if it’s just my imagination.

Zhan Tianhe [……]

Bai Ningyu patted Li Shang on the shoulder and signaled him to put away his sword. If her guess was correct, the restriction on the lake was set up by Qiu Zixiao.

Li Shang turned his wrist and sheathed the sword neatly, but his face was still so dark that ink could drip out of it.