The live broadcast team was very excited. One of the hosts had already said to the camera: "Everyone in the audience, did you see it? The woman just now has Qinggong, and martial arts masters do exist."
Many people gathered in the live broadcast room, and they all raised 666 to express that they had seen it.
Aunt Maizi: "Ever since the last time I saw this live broadcast platform, it was actually live broadcasting the underworld, I became a fan."
Handsome Dongzi: "Awesome, what kind of live broadcast is this time? Isn't this room for the pretentious guy?"
The host laughed and said: "We were invited by my brother to come live."
Finally, a group of people approached the top of the mountain.
There were a lot of people halfway up the mountain. They were all very weird, some were ghostly, some were skinny, and some people couldn't even see their faces clearly.
The host said in surprise: "Look at how blurry that person is. He is only 20 meters away from us, but we can't see what he looks like. The photographer has narrowed the focus."
In the live broadcast room.
Azhe: "There's no one here! Host, are you here to show off your breasts?"
The clown in the eyes of a madman: "What a joke, there's no one here."
The host was also confused and asked the photographer: "What's going on? You can't see that person?"
The photographer wiped his cold sweat and said: "It's so... so weird. We clearly saw it, but the camera couldn't capture that person."
Su Baoshan stood aside and sneered: "No need to take pictures, that's not a human being at all."
"What is it if it's not a human being?" the host asked.
"What do you think!" Su Baoshan said angrily.
In fact, his heart was already in turmoil. Who was fighting? Not only did it attract monsters, but also ghosts.
That ghost is very powerful. It appears in broad daylight. The surrounding ghosts, no matter humans or demons, dare not approach it.
"What kind of master is this duel with?"
The host quickly said: "Look, there is someone on the roof of Gusongya Taoist Temple."
The Taoist temple in Gusongya is neither big nor small. There is a man sitting cross-legged on the roof. His eyes are like lacquer and his whole body exudes a cold aura.
"Crazy Lion, Jiang Yuran!"
When Su Baoshan saw that man, he was deeply shocked.
Su Muyue has been in Europe and the United States all year round and didn't know who the person was, so she asked: "Who is he?"
Su Baoshan was a little excited and said: "One of the elders of Longhu Mountain, his nickname is Mad Lion. He is a very powerful demon slayer. He is almost the same as my master."
Su Muyue was also surprised.
The host said excitedly: "Viewers in the live broadcast room, did you hear this? The person sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple is actually from Longhu Mountain."
"That's great. I can't see the person clearly. Can you get closer?"
The host nodded and took the photographer closer, only to find that there were many animals in another place, and these animals were very big.
"Quickly take a picture, it's such a big rat." the host exclaimed.
"What is that, a weasel? It's so big? It can stew a pot."
"I'll go! There's a big snake over there, wrapped around the pine tree. This... this must be at least ten meters long."
The live broadcast team almost fainted from fear when they looked at these animals. Each of these animals was ridiculously big, as if they had made an appointment to watch the masters fight together.
What's even weirder is that the people halfway up the mountain are staring at the top of Gusong Ya as if they don't care about the existence of these animals.
I go!
Such a big rat, haven’t you seen it?
There is such a big snake, or a giant white python. Are you blind?
The host was so courageous that she couldn't help walking over to a ghostly old man and asked: "Hello, old sir."
The old man turned his head, his face was terrifying, sinister, and as white as paper, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter, baby girl?"
The host's microphone almost fell to the ground. She suppressed the fear in her heart and asked: "Uncle, are you here to watch the game too?"
The old man nodded slightly, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and smiled: "This battle is too rare."
In the live broadcast room.
"I'll go! This old man is so scary. Did he smoke too many cigarettes?"
"Hey...am I the only one who sees something is wrong with this old man?"
"What's wrong?"
"Look at his face, he is clearly smiling, but the left side of his face has no expression at all."
"Damn it!! If you didn't tell me, you really didn't realize that this old man is a human being?"
Not far away, Su Baoshan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "This man! He seems to be the ghost-faced old man from the Ghost Sect."
The ghost-faced old man can be regarded as the second master of the ghost sect, and his strength is very terrifying.
Su Baoshan saw another person. That person had a raised forehead and a deformed face. From a distance, he could smell a faint fishy smell. Is that corpse gas?
His voice changed. He swallowed his saliva and said, "He... he couldn't be Mo Tianji from the corpse-killing lineage, right?"
The corpse-killing lineage is located near Anli City and is extremely well hidden.
Many people came, all of them well-known people in the circle, and everyone was paying attention to this decisive battle.
In the live broadcast room.
"When will the pretentious brother show up?"
"That's right! We all came here to see the show-off guy show off. This kind of occasion is perfect for show-off."
"Host! Let's call my pretender brother. It's time to show off the real showmanship skills."
There are more and more people in the live broadcast room. Everyone looks at the weird people and weird animals around. It’s time to watch the show-off guy appear.
The live broadcast team is also very distressed. They have been waiting for an hour and the pretentious guy has not shown up yet.
It was drizzling in the sky, and because it was morning, the weather became chilly.
"It's raining."
On the roof of the Taoist temple, Jiang Yuran suddenly opened his eyes and looked down the mountain. A fierce murderous aura broke out in an instant.
I saw two young people, one man and one woman, appearing on the stone stairs below.
The girl has a stunning appearance and is wearing an onmyoji's ancient costume. This outfit is stunning and perfectly matches her.
Underneath her body, her fair and slender legs were revealed, her hair was fluffy and tied up, and her snow-white earlobes were hung with two silver-white hoop earrings.
She only put on light makeup, a light pink lip gloss on her lips, her eyelashes were curled, flickering, and her dark red eyes exuded coquettishness.
Diao Chan held a black umbrella in her hand and walked towards Chu Hao.
Compared to Chu Hao, Diao Chan is so eye-catching that many people are excited.
"The show-off guy is here."
"Master, please teach me how to act cool!"
"I'll go! Who is the girl next to the pretentious guy? Oh my God! It's so stunning."
"Host, please step aside, we are going to show off to the girl next to me."
The live broadcast room exploded. The way Chu Hao appeared, although not gorgeous, gave people a very high-end visual sense.
In fact, this is not the case. This wave of pretense is all due to Diao Chan’s foil and foreshadowing.
"Ding... the host shows up to show off, and gets 500 points of pretentiousness."