These were all new fans, and Tang Sanmu was surprised by such a swarm of fans.

Moreover, the text messages sent by these people are all the same, and they are basically messages that connect to the microphone and don't turn off the live broadcast.

The tone is exciting and the screen is intensive.

Golden Requiem: Let me tell you, what's going on? Which navy company has Master Tang offended again?

Nether Maniac: It’s unlikely. There are still navy companies that are so blind. Do they dare to compete with Master Tang?

I’m Little Pineapple: I don’t think it’s possible, I feel like there’s something fishy in it.

Although Tang Sanmu had set a rule before, he could only win wheat after receiving a reward.

But something strange happened. He canceled the previous settings and changed it to allow anyone to connect to the wheat.

Immediately afterwards, an application for continuous wheat was sent, and Tang Sanmu answered the call. Opposite him was a man in his thirties, covering part of his face with his hands.

Although his face was covered, the sharp and noble temperament in his eyes could not be concealed.

The man spoke slowly: "Tang Sanmu, are you satisfied with this gift I gave you?"

It was the possessor just now, Tang Sanmu frowned and stared at it, before he could speak.

This person's continuous microphone has been hung up, and the other person's continuous microphone has been quickly initiated.

After the call was connected, it was a middle-aged woman, still covering her face, with a faint smile on her lips: "This is just the tip of the iceberg. In this world, it is difficult to escape from judgment."

"Who the hell are you?!"

Then, there were several more attempts to apply for a call, and people of all ages and clothes all hung up after saying just one word.

And when these words are connected together, they form one sentence: "One day we will meet again, and the world will turn into nothingness.

In front of us, we are all ants!"

When the live broadcast room fell into silence, Tang Sanmu and all the weapon friends also fell into silence one after another.

Such a scene shocked them, and most importantly, they didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a few seconds of silence, someone started sending messages one after another:

"Haha, isn't this nonsense?"

"That's right, it's just a chuunibyou. Why don't we say you are all bugs when we are all ants in front of you?"

"Haha, and then we have locked down human magic. Humans will not be able to practice magic in the future, right?"

Although everyone was joking on their lips, they were actually expecting Tang Sanmu to laugh sarcastically and say that this was nonsense.

Naturally, most of the people in the live broadcast room now have great trust in Tang Sanmu.

The visions coming from the sky and the frost in June in the past few days really give people a bad premonition.

They urgently needed Tang Sanmu to give them some reassurance.

In fact, after a brief moment of nervousness, Tang Sanmu did chuckle: "This is really ridiculous, friends, you won't believe this kind of statement, right?

This seems to be the weird remarks made by those who smoke red flowers. After all, these people have a huge organization."

After he finished speaking, all the weapon friends also started teasing him.

The heaviness in my heart seemed to disappear instantly, and the live broadcast room regained its previous atmosphere.

"Dear friends, please remember not to post this matter online. After all, those people's purpose may be to cause panic, and if it is posted online, it will go along with their wishes."

Naturally, the equipment friends agreed one after another.

Nether Maniac: Don’t worry, Master Tang. As long as you see news about this matter on the Internet, everyone will report it and nip the news in the cradle!

Amid the lingering complaints from everyone, Tang Sanmu hung up the microphone and his face instantly darkened.

He did not leave, but sat directly at the table, flipping through his mobile phone.

That was the picture Tang Sanmu took conveniently when everyone opened the Lian Mai just now.

He flipped through the pictures one by one and stared at them carefully.

These people were all outdoors and seemed to be in noisy places.

The angle of holding the phone is also very particular, reflecting faces, crowds, backgrounds, and nothing else.

Tang Sanmu's eyes moved slightly from side to side, not wanting to miss any detail.

Then he saw that when everyone was connecting wheat, there was a faint star behind them.

In some places, the sky is originally dark and stars should not appear, but they can still be seen.

While Tang Sanmu looked at these screenshots, he used another mobile phone to find the map.

In fact, behind every screenshot and every person who has connected the wheat, there is a landmark building.

The sacred bird statue in Jingwei City, the giant golden crow painting in Kuafu City, and the bow-shaped building in Houyi City are all very conspicuous.

And these faint stars are looming behind them.

Although these people have their faces covered, they do not all have the same face. They are male and female, old and young.

But their eyes were surprisingly consistent, and Tang Sanmu was sure that they all came from the same person.

There is no possessor in the body of youth.

Different people, the same possessed person, and even wheat, conveyed some other information.

First, the possessed person is not a spirit body. Even if it is a spirit body, it is an extraordinary spirit, because the objects behind each Lianmai person either have a long history or are full of mythology, plus people come and go.

, Juyang Sansheng, ordinary weird things dare not get close easily.

Second, these stars convey a certain meaning. Tang Sanmu looked through the familiar star maps in his mind. There should be no stars in these positions.

In other words, the looming things are not stars, but more like some kind of breath gathering in the void.

Tang Sanmu pointed out the locations of these stars on the map and whispered softly:

"Suzaku City, the sky is burning with star flames.

Qinghai City, Xuanshui extinguishes the light.

…

…”

More than twenty stars were pointed out in succession, and when these non-existent stars were connected together, it was a sign of great evil.

It's like a ferocious beast opens its mouth, facing the world, as if it wants to swallow everything!

Just as Tang Sanmu was staring at the map and sweating, the sharp ringtone of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.
Chapter completed!