Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

After a few more days of preparation, the live broadcast room began to broadcast the game.

It was Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Chumo who came to the live broadcast first.

These mortal supreme nobles were extremely excited when they got their mobile phones in the live broadcast room.

I thought that soon, I would see the legendary saint!

Unexpectedly, Qin Hao actually put them in a group with the Master Tongtian and the Saint Nuwa!

Lord Tongtian, that is the top existence in the Three Realms!

As for the sage Nuwa, that is the ancestor of mankind!

If there were no Nuwa to create human beings, they would not have existed! What kind of fog grass is this to be able to see the saint who made oneself?

Their hearts were beating eagerly, as if they were about to meet the little lover they had a crush on for a long time, and as if they were about to meet the mother they had not seen for a long time!

That feeling of anxiety is really indescribable!

Especially Da Lao Cheng, in the live broadcast room, poked his head out from time to time to see if the Master Tongtian and the Saint Nuwa came.

After waiting for a long time, the Master Tongtian and the Saint Nuwa did not come, the patriarch and deputy patriarch of the Baihu clan, and two clansmen with higher cultivation bases arrived.

When Li Shimin saw the patriarch of the Baihu tribe, his face was dumbfounded.

Fortunately, he was decisive in killing and killing. He was once killed in a river of blood in the Ten Thousand Horse Barracks. He was able to frighten his mind, even if he was no longer afraid.

This calm and composed look impressed the Baihu tribe.

Because they are so fierce and so ugly!

Anyone who sees it will scare his soul away!

Even Cheng Yaojin's fearless and fearless master shuddered in shock, his face turned pale in an instant, and the boss with an open mouth stepped back several steps and leaned directly on the wall, unable to move. .

And let alone Cheng Chumo, the whole person was frightened and wanted to get out of the door very much, but it was a pity that his two legs did not listen and couldn't move.

Then, Cheng Chumo felt that his pants were wet in an instant...

Among the three, Li Shimin was barely able to hold it.

Cheng Yaojin, who had always lived in the dead, was like this. If it were someone else, he would be scared to death.

Since it's a team, let alone to help oneself, it is a friend.

The patriarch of the Baihu clan was still very polite, and he bowed his hand to Li Shimin and said a kind words.

"King Tang, it's been a long time!"

Li Shimin grinned reluctantly. He knew he was fighting with the Baihu clan. He didn't expect to test his courage so much.

"Hello, patriarch!"

After each of them said a kind word, they all said nothing.

The audience in the live broadcast room can be boiled:

"Fogweed! Look, look! Who is that?"

"King Tang is sitting with the patriarch of the Baihu clan!"

"The White Tigers look like this? How do you look like they don't look like people!"

"Fogweed! It's terrible to have no culture! White tigers are not humans! What's wrong with people who look like tigers?"

"That's it! Except for looking too fierce, everything else is fine!"

"Look at him, Cheng Chumo, there is water at his feet!"

"Hey, it didn't happen just now. Why is there time for a while?"

"That's urine!"

Seeing a puddle of colored water at Cheng Chumo's feet, the audience in the live broadcast room leaned forward and closed with a smile.

Originally, people were a little eager to wait for the game to start, but now it has become a comedy live broadcast with a self-amusement system!

It took a long time for the live broadcast room to quiet down, but the audience couldn't help but want to laugh as they watched Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Chumo cowardly.

In fact, Li Shimin was also very funny, because the patriarch of the Baihu tribe sat down beside him.

The sweat on Li Shimin's forehead was stunned, dripping.

While wiping sweat, he barely stabilized his mind.

This scene is actually very strange, a mortal person sitting with a king of beasts, and when replaced by someone else, he would have fainted a long time ago.

It's just that Li Shimin is too strong to let the audience see it.

This is the emperor on the horse, the emperor of the true dragon!

The door of the live broadcast room was opened again, and a man covered in purple gas walked in.

Behind him, followed by a beautiful woman, dressed in white, otherworldly, there is really no smell of human fireworks.

This is the Master Tongtian and the Saint Nuwa!

Finally see the real body!

Li Shimin stood up excitedly, walked in front of them a few steps, bowed and saluted: "I have seen two saints!"

"The king of Tang exempted the ceremony."

The two sages were entrusted by Qin Hao to help the White Tiger tribe on the surface, but they were actually here to protect the life of King Tang.

A generation of famous gentlemen, can not make mistakes in the game.

After all, the opponent they have to face is a mighty power in the Three Realms, and their computing power and mental arithmetic abilities are superior.

Cheng Yaojin took Cheng Chumo to come over to salute, but it was a pity that Cheng Chumo couldn't move, his legs shook together.

He leaned against the wall, muttering words.

Cheng Yaojin didn't know what he was talking about, and when he heard it after he got closer, it turned out to be the Buddha's blessing!

What a shame!

Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he was about to slap him in the face, but Li Shimin blocked it.

"Old Cheng! The child is still young, and I have not seen such a battle. It is inevitable to be afraid. This game will have to get along for several days. I believe it will be good to get used to it by then."

Li Shimin's words were originally intended to relieve Cheng Chu silently, to comfort Cheng Yaojin.

As a result, Cheng Chu listened silently, and his mind buzzed: "What, several days? Dad, I won't participate anymore! I want to abstain!"

Cheng Chumo was so frightened that he was about to flee, but unable to move his feet, he fell directly to the ground.

He just crawled forward, step by step, with great determination, and vowed to leave the live broadcast room!

Cheng Yaojin looked even more angry, this unsatisfactory thing!

He went up and grabbed Cheng Chumo's jacket collar and pulled him back!

"It's your kid who begged me to come to participate in the game, so I specifically begged Mr. Qin! Now I am so scared that I dare not participate, where do I put my old face?"

Cheng Yaojin became more and more angry as he talked about it, and even though Cheng Chu was going to crawl outside, he just refused!

"Since you are here today, you can't run away!"

This scene made the audience in the live broadcast room burst into tears and laughed. Are the father and son acting as a sketch?

Still making a comedy?

"Hahaha! Laughing at me, are these two fathers and sons natural treasures?"

"I'm in love, I'm in love with Cheng Yaojin, and I'm so selfless to my son!"

"Cheng Chumo is really a dude brother, he usually looks at bluffing, he is not afraid of the sky, and now he is scared into this kind of virtue!"

"He didn't crawl out of a pile of dead people. The white tiger clan's patriarch is too long, and it's normal to be afraid!"

"That's right! It's you, sitting in a room with a tiger, let alone scared peeing, I'm probably scared to death!"

"Don't be funny anymore, Old Cheng! Your stomach is broken by your laugh!"