The two worlds merged, and I created a prosperous age of martial arts!

Wang Hu is a Lianmai anchor.

Before the integration of the two worlds, he often connected with overseas people, and the program worked very well, and the click rate once reached one million.

On this day, he came to the outdoor live broadcast and accidentally connected to a male face from the United States.

"Yo, brothers, I seem to have connected a American!" Wang Hu was surprised and immediately greeted, "Hey, brother, you're from the United States, right?"

"Of course I am." The American man nodded, "My name is Steve, and you." "

Below the live broadcast, the latest AI technology translates the conversation between the two into subtitles, with an accuracy rate of 99%.

Seeing this Steve admitted, the audience was immediately surprised.

"Good guy, I really connected a Mian countryman."

"Huzi, quickly ask him about the situation in the United States, I heard that the United States has been very chaotic recently."

"My friend is studying in the United States, and I heard that there is a mandatory suspension of study there."

"It is said that there is no one on the street, everyone is closed, the situation is very miserable, and I don't know if it is true."

Some viewers urged one after another, curious about the current situation in the United States.

"Hello Steve, my name is Wang Hu." Wang Hu grinned and asked curiously, "I heard that the situation in the United States has not been good recently, is it true?"

"This... Okay, okay. Steve stammered, his eyes a little evasive, obviously not the truth.

Seeing this, Wang Hu was immediately a little dissatisfied: "Stephen, we are both Blue Star people, what is there to say, you don't have to hide it, everyone is their own family!"

Steve seemed to have been a little depressed for a long time recently, and when he heard this family member, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Wang Hulian said: "Don't cry, the boy doesn't flick if he has tears, what happened over there?"

"Tiger, I don't lie to you either." Steve's eyes were slightly red, and he choked, "Mi Guo, the United States is really miserable now..." "

There are those damn immortal cultivators everywhere, they will hurt people if they don't agree with each other, and maybe they will kill you just by being happy."

"My Uncle Ben, just because he said two more words, he died at their hands!"

"Is it really that miserable?" Wang Hu's eyes widened, and he seemed to be a little incredulous.

"yes." As if afraid he wouldn't believe it, Steve also opened the curtain.

On his side, the streets were empty, let alone people, not even cars.

It looks very depressed, obviously it is the main city, but it has the feeling of living in a remote suburb.

Suddenly, a man in chain mail passed by from a distance, immediately frightening Steve to jerk the curtains.

He gasped for air, cold sweat broke out on his face, and kept muttering,

"Did he see me just now?" See?

"Steve, calm down." Wang Hu persuaded, "It seems that it is not an immortal cultivator, but a soldier of the mortal dynasty.

"No, no, no, you don't know."

Steve shook his head, convinced that it was an immortal cultivator, and claimed that his uncle was beaten to death by such an immortal cultivator.

Seeing that he insisted, Wang Hu didn't say more, but changed the topic.

"Steve, is your Immortal Cultivator really so cruel and completely disregarding the law?"

"Of course." Steve nodded, "Immortal cultivators are too strong, what is the law, I estimate that even if it is the president, they dare to kill it directly."

"That's weird." Wang Hu frowned and said with a strange expression, "The immortal cultivators on our side are very kind, I used to drink with them, and I got along very well.

"Oh my God, you drink with Immortal Cultivators?!"

Steve's eyes widened, and he even said, "Then you should be glad that you are lucky my friend, your luck is really good, if it were someone else, I can go to remember him now!"

"Yes?"

Wang Hu shook his head, seemingly not thinking so.

He felt that the immortal cultivators on his side were really very kind and would not easily hurt people.

In order to prove to Steve, he was still looking around, and just happened to see an immortal cultivator passing by, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"Brother, which sect are you from?" Wang Hu grabbed the other party and asked.

"Huh?" This male immortal cultivator was a little unhappy, but he was still patient and replied, "I am a disciple of the outer sect of the Mountain Sect, what happened to you?" "

Nowadays, almost all the immortal cultivators who can come to the Xia Kingdom have already learned the language of the Xia Kingdom.

It's not difficult for them.

"Backer Sect? I haven't heard of it, I guess it's a small sect.

Wang Hu muttered, but still enthusiastically pulled this immortal cultivator, and said to Steve on the other side of the phone:

"Look, I didn't lie to you, our immortal cultivators here are really kind."

As he spoke, he also enthusiastically put his arm around the immortal cultivator's shoulder.

This immortal cultivator's face changed slightly, and he wanted to be angry, but he noticed that the two patrolling disciples of the Demon Elephant Gate in the distance looked cold, and he immediately put up with it abruptly.

A mere mortal....

Still, survival matters!

You know, in the very beginning of the conflict, their palm sect was seriously injured and almost died.

Since then, the sect has specially instructed everyone in the sect.

Living in Bluestar, you must be low-key and low-key!

Especially in Yangcheng, this is where the rumored ruthless Martial Saint lives.

As long as it is a little out of line, it is possible that those damn Demon Elephant Gate disciples will find the handle.

Drag it out and beat it is considered light, serious, directly kill you on the spot, and there is nowhere to go!

The immortal cultivator forcibly held back his anger and revealed an awkward kind smile.

"Yes, brother, our disciples of the Mountain Backing Sect are very kind, completely different from those other Immortal Dao Sects."

"Haha, I said yes!"

Wang Hu laughed and kept patting him on the shoulder, his attitude was too arrogant.

The immortal cultivator tilted his head and forcibly resisted the urge to hack him to death.

Seeing this, Steve on the other end of the phone couldn't help but show a ghost look.

"This is called an immortal cultivator? You shoot him like this, he doesn't react?

Steve's eyes were red, and he was so aggrieved that he burst into tears on the spot.

"Why, why are the immortal cultivators in our two countries completely different."

"My poor uncle, just cursed a hundred meters away, and was killed by the immortal cultivator, why is there peace here..."

Steve cried loudly, a handful of snot and tears, looking very miserable, making people can't help but feel pity.

This video was posted by Wang Hu on his fighting voice and became popular in a short time.

Some Xia Guo people brushed the video and sighed one after another.

"Poor Steve, my luck was so bad that I couldn't be reincarnated in Xia Country."

"If he reincarnates again, I hope he can work harder and strive to be a Xia Guoren!"

"This American brother has broken down emotionally, looks miserable, but I don't know why, but I am very happy."