A peach tree made a fortune by escape game

The faceless girl incident seemed to be over, so Mo Pantao took the time to live broadcast.

When I saw Mo Pantao again, the whole live broadcast room was full of excitement, except for his own red lips, white teeth and springy, Di Yuan who was sitting behind him, rubbing against the live broadcast with a guardian attitude.

Mo Pantao waved his hand: "Hello everyone. I've been busy for the past two days, so I'm only here to broadcast live now."

Seeing his guilty expression, Taozi yelled and posted a barrage, expressing their understanding and supporting him, as long as Taotao remembers.

Di Yuan: "Thank you for your understanding."

Glancing at the barrage, Di Yuan directly spoke for his own Taotao.

His behavior as if swearing sovereignty instantly set off a barrage of overwhelming barrage.

Fans left messages in surprise, asking if a good thing is coming for the two of them.

Mo Pantao's face was rosy, he touched his nose, and licked his mouth shyly: "Well, we..."

Di Yuan held Mo Pantao's hand and shook it, "It's what you see."

Wow! !

The fans who supported Yuantao got the official announcement, and almost exploded on the spot. They gave a reward to the two of them, and the ghosts who were secretly spying on the movements of the top boss also screamed and voted one by one. starship.

Of course, there were also some unfriendly comments among the happy fans, [It's so fucking disgusting, two men are together, why can't their ass be cleaned!vomit!I used to think that this peach has no skills, but now I'm more in harmony with the CP, and I will be black all my life! 】

But this kind of message did not splash too much water, and was taught by Taozi and the cult to be a man almost immediately after it appeared.

Mo Pantao is also a novice in live broadcasting, he still doesn't know what to broadcast live.

Di Yuan: "Don't worry."

Mo Pantao tilted his head: "Then I should say something."

The barrage was repeated again, some asked for a kiss, some asked for an affectionate confession, and some asked for a duet of their love songs.

Love song duet?

kiss?

Confession...

Mo Pantao's cheeks were flushed, and his pitch-black eyes were almost misty, wet, like a little puppy who had been bullied.

Di Yuan was in a good mood, he pondered for a moment: "Shall we sing a song?"

Mo Pantao scratched his face: "But I can't."

Di Yuan: "It's okay, you can read it too."

Mo Pantao nodded receptively: "Okay."

Afterwards, Di Yuan chose an affectionate confession love song in a very coquettish manner, "This love is eternal."

The song is roughly about a pair of lovers who are in love for two lives. In the first life, the two ended up miserable, but they vowed to continue their relationship to embrace and die in love. In the second life, the boy confessed his undying love to the girl.

"It rained every day that night, and our hearts were connected..."

Mo Pantao really didn't know it, so he could only read it clumsily, and Di Yuan sang the second line.

Di Yuan's voice was deep and hoarse, and he murmured his deep friendship, which made everyone's heart tremble and they were very moved.

The audience's ears were pregnant, and they cheered and tipped.

On the contrary, Mo Pantao had two blushes on his cheeks. When he sang "I love you forever", he actually felt that Di Yuan was confessing his love.

Mo Pantao scratched his face: "I love you forever too."

The live broadcast of the two went very smoothly, and once again overwhelmed Uncle Fat, the internet celebrity in the live broadcast world.

It's not that Uncle Fat hasn't broadcast live, but that Uncle Fat hasn't had any news in the past few days, and his fans are waiting for his live broadcast.

The two of them watched the live broadcast, and Mo Pantao crossed his legs and counted the income the two had earned.

When he calculated a full eight figures, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Di Yuan, we are very rich in live broadcasting. Even if the company takes the rake, we can still get tens of millions, which is very profitable."

Di Yuan laughed: "Yes."

He hugged her into his arms: "You are the boss' wife of the company. The company doesn't say you will get a commission, but what others earn is yours."

Mo Pantao opened his mouth slightly, "Oh!!"

While the two were talking, Mo Pantao's cell phone rang, and it belonged to Uncle Fatty.

After the live broadcast of the game, although they exchanged numbers, they didn't contact each other again. The fat uncle said that he wanted to go home to see his brother.

Seeing that they were old friends, Mo Pantao was both curious and puzzled: "Hello? Uncle Fat?"

"Peach, me, you..."

Fat Uncle's voice was very hoarse, and he seemed to be very haggard. He faltered and hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Mo Pantao was confused, and a question mark popped up in his head: "Uncle Fat, what's wrong?"

Fat Uncle: "Huh, can you help my friend?"

Mo Pantao was stunned, and his expression became serious: "Did something happen? Take your time and I will try my best."

The fat uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief: "My friend is a policeman. There have been more than a dozen deaths in the West Flower Market recently."

Then the fat uncle gave a general account of the matter.

The reason why more than a dozen deaths in Xihua City have not been cracked by the police is mainly because the way of death is too unbelievable.They were all confined spaces, and the deceased had a strange but ferocious smile on their lips. There were no wounds on their skin, but their internal organs were hollowed out for some reason.

These dead were all young men in their twenties. Just last week, Uncle Fatty's friend, a special police officer, discovered some kind of ghost.When he grabbed it, he saw a floating thing sucking something, and on the ground was a man who was almost dead.

It seemed that it was a good thing to be disturbed, but the ghost actually slapped the special police away.

The next day, the special police found that someone was following him, and his body gradually began to shrink strangely.

In just a few days, he was dehydrated and out of shape, with sunken eye sockets.

The special police officer is Fatty Uncle's younger brother and his best friend. This time when Fatty Uncle went back to talk to his brother, he encountered this incident.

Mo Pantao: "This seems to be the way of a demon or a demon."

Di Yuan nodded: "Yes."

Mo Pantao pondered for a few seconds: "Then we..."

Di Yuan: "I listen to you."

Mo Pantao showed a sweet smile: "You are so kind." After a pause, he said to the fat uncle on the other end of the phone: "You send me the detailed address and your friend's photo, and I will arrange it right away." Time passed."

Uncle Fat was pleasantly surprised and thanked again and again.

There was nothing they could do about it. His friend went to several hospitals, but they couldn't find out the reason.

But people can see the emaciation and corruption.

Di Yuan's subordinates were extremely efficient in handling affairs, and within half an hour of Mo Pantao's opening, their private planes had already been arranged.

Chi Zai looked around, "Brother Huo, follow along."

Brother Huo looked sideways: "What about you?"

Chi Zai shook his head: "I can't do anything, and if I go, it's just a hindrance."

The two did not separate because of this, because Di Yuan said so, he found that Chi Zai was more delicate, and helped take care of the pregnant Pantao. As for being jealous, Di Yuan was rarely jealous.

He knew the matter of the Dark God and Chi Zai very well, so he naturally knew that the two of them were already bound to death like him and Tao Tao.

There is no possibility.

Di Yuan glanced at Chi Zai meaningfully: "If you feel something strange in your body one day, and your appetite suddenly increases, tell him."

The Dark God's expression darkened: "I will pay attention."

Di Yuan nodded.

Mo Pantao and Chi Zai looked at each other in surprise.

Di Yuan was not going to explain to Chi Zai, all his patience was given to Tao Tao.

After getting on the helicopter and turning around, Mo Pantao grabbed Di Yuan's hand: "What's wrong, Brother Foodie?"

Di Yuan: "His bloodline is not simple."

To be able to accept the change of fate against the sky also requires a certain amount of protection from heaven, even if it is an ancient beast.

Mo Pantao seems to understand but not understand.

As for the lonely Grim Reaper, he was arranged by the narrow-minded Di Yuan to deal with the follow-up of the girl's faceless photos.

When the four of them arrived at the West Flower Market, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Fat Uncle and an elite man in his early thirties stood in place and waited. Fat Uncle was a comedian with funny cells all over his body.

On the contrary, the man beside him was serious and imposing.

When the fat uncle saw the four of them, his eyes lit up and he greeted them excitedly: "You guys are finally here!"

Mo Pantao blushed slightly: "You have been waiting for a long time."

Fat Uncle: "Not long ago, I just arrived. There is really nothing I can do to trouble you this time. By the way, this is my brother."

The elite man nodded slightly: "Hello, thank you for taking care of my brother."

Fat Uncle and him are more grateful, if not for Mo Pantao, the two of them will gradually drift apart, and tragedy will happen in the end.

But recently they talked about it, and the relationship between the two has eased a lot.

Mo Pantao quickly waved his hands: "No, no. Fat Uncle helped me a lot during the live broadcast."

This is not a lie, he knows nothing about live broadcasting, and many skills were told to him intentionally or unintentionally by Uncle Fatty and Chi Zai.

Uncle Fat joked with Chi Zai: "Unexpectedly, you all have family background in just one click..."

He sighed, looking very happy.

After the greetings were over, Mo Pantao rejected Fat Uncle's idea of ​​entertaining the four of them, and went directly to Fa Xiao's home.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Mo Pantao frowned: "This breath..."

Di Yuan's pupils shrank slightly: "It's demon energy."

If the faceless photo of the girl I met before was a dead air mixed with dark forces, now it is completely demonic.

That is to say, there are demons haunting, or those who have already cultivated to a relatively high level.

Mo Pantao frowned, and raised his nose: "Is it an illusion? I think this devilish energy is so familiar."

Di Yuan's face darkened: "No."

If it was just a demon killing incident, it would not be serious.However, the killings of different demons in different regions are more difficult.

The dark god looked dignified: "Underworld Lord, is it the demon world..."

Di Yuan pursed his lips into a straight line: "Maybe."

The conversation between the two caused Fat Uncle to sneak peeks again and again, and his head exploded when he heard the word 'Master of the Underworld'.

Underworld Lord...

What means? !And what the hell is the devil world? !

Is this really the world he knows?

Mo Pantao covered his mouth and retched uncomfortably. After he sniffed it just now, he felt dizzy and nauseous.

Di Yuan forgot about the demon, and devoted himself to patting his lover, feeling so distressed.

"Leave this matter to...Darkness." Di Yuan almost said that he would leave it to himself.

Dark God: "..."