Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

Then, gunshots erupted.

The melted alchemy bullets turned into fiery light in the barrel of the gun, criss-crossing in the empty darkness, leaving trails of torn light.

Sparks fly.

Following the close-fitting figure, the two daggers collided, illuminating two completely different faces in a fleeting moment.

One is a pretty face with frost, while the other is an Ultraman mask that seems to be bought randomly from the street.

"Ace?"

From the fierce fight, Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment

"Your hobbies are so unpopular."

"This is Sophie, you don't know what to do with the Giant of Light!"

The Tomb Raider laughed lightly

"Eat my Ultrafly kick!"

But in the darkness, not only did there not be the sound of flying kicks piercing the air, but the bright light of bullets lit up from behind Mo Yuan.

There was a sharp loud noise, and the burning bullet collapsed under the block of the saber.

Even if she is as indifferent as Mo Yuan, she can't help but scold

"What kind of flying kick is this?"

"You don't understand, girl, everything can be kicked, and RPGs can also be kicked. Why can't bullets be counted as kicks?"

The Tomb Raider pressed on step by step, as if he had already foreseen all her methods, perfectly dodged all of Mo Yuan's counterattacks, and used a dagger and the magic bullet in the pistol to completely suppress the postman of hell who was the peak of the major up!

Mo Yuan backed away, avoiding the dagger stabbing her face, and suddenly dropped the knife, the extreme cold and blizzard gushed out from her palm, turning into a sharp long knife, chopping.

empty!

When she was about to take off the flash bomb behind her, she heard a crisp sound from the position of the flash bomb.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding light erupted in front of her eyes.

She didn't even have time to close her eyes.

And then, a palm.

Protected by frost, it hit her face, causing her to stagger and retreat, but there was no way to retreat behind her, and she was cornered.

The dagger full of cracks pierced through her palm in an instant, pinning her to the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black barrel pressed against her forehead again.

"do not move."

The immortal master warned indifferently: "This time, I will not show mercy, little sister Moyuan."

In the silence, Mo Yuan panted softly, staring at the long-lost face and her contemptuous eyes that seemed to have no focus through the dim light flickering on the server.

Finally, it dawned on me.

"...The time axis is misaligned?"

she asked coldly

"How many times have you jumped, Master Immortal?"

As if she knew she was going to ask this question, a mocking smile appeared on that face: "It has nothing to do with you, little sister Moyuan. Why do you ask the same question every time?"

"You should be aware of the evil consequences of time jumping. Even the time postman saint can only jump once a month at most. Without the cooperation of the main framework of the Heavenly Dao, the time dislocation between perception and body will become more and more serious... ..."

Unsteady time jumps will create errors, tearing apart the soul and consciousness, dislocating the time of the senses and the body.

The body is active at this moment, but the consciousness has drifted into the future uncontrollably.

This is not a good thing that brings foreknowledge.

but a harbinger of collapse.

Rather, after experiencing more than seventeen jumps, the Tomb Raider Immortal Master has not yet collapsed, which is truly unexpected.

Even a single illegal jump should have torn her soul apart, triggering her self-destruction.

It is a miracle that she is still alive.

how did you do it?

Mo Yuan couldn't believe it, but after a short silence, another question came out of her mouth

"...What do you mean hell on earth?"

The person on the other side seemed to be surprised by this sudden question, and the muzzle paused.

"Of course it's... a secret."

The Tomb Raider gave her a final smile and pulled the trigger.

Mo Yuan's eyes went dark, and she felt her body paralyzed involuntarily, losing all strength quickly.

"It's an anesthesia bomb, are you surprised?"

With a pleasant whistle, the smiling face retreated and disappeared into the darkness in front of him.

……

"My YouTube subscriptions have almost reached 50!"

Xingyueai excitedly picked up her mobile phone to show the results to others, holding her head high!Can't wait to receive compliments.

But in fact, there was no surprise, only because the hat was too uncomfortable to wear, and Ling'er, who had just taken off the scarf, poured cold water mercilessly

"Yeah, that's all there is..."

"We need to work harder in the future."

Shi Chen nodded encouragingly

"There is still a long way to go before the number of fans at Xiaopozhan."

"That's it..."

"You guys compliment me a little or two!"

The little rabbit headbands on Xingyueai's head drooped, and the shocking style of the whole person changed

"This is 50 people!? Shooting and editing are all done by us!!"

Ai Jiang, who has never received such a blow, was completely blown up, and all of them popped out the local dialect

"I have exhausted all kinds of methods and tried my best to cultivate the channel to this point, but I am boasting about it! Lingxianjiang, don't you think so!"

"Uh……"

Lingxian, who was sneaking to the door and preparing to broadcast the scene tonight, quickly put away the curtain she had just asked Miss Jingzi for, and coughed lightly twice

"Well, although there are only 50 people...but it's still very powerful!"

"Okay!"

Xingyue love finally can't bear it anymore

"You guys, do you know how powerful these 50 people are?"

She took a sip of the unpalatable fruit juice, and the rabbit ears on her head stood up!

"Listen well, it is said that YouTube has at least 40 channels in China alone."

Picking up a black pen and skillfully drew a pie chart on the whiteboard, Ai Jiang adjusted her intellectual air glasses and tapped on the largest part of the pie chart

"75% of the channels have less than 1000 subscribers, more than half of the channels have zero revenue, and almost all the wealth is monopolized by the top with only a few percentage points. Even medieval capitalists will be terrified when they hear this An oppressive society that no one set up!"

"And with 50 subscribers, we have already entered the top 10% at least. This alone is already super amazing. Please understand it for me!"

Ai-chan just keeps getting angrier

"If you don't even know this kind of thing, don't say stupid things like 100 million subscribers, kids!! That's an insurmountable wall that ranks in the top 0.1% of all channels!! On top of the countless piles of corpses!"

Lingyun Shangxian silently picked up the props and walked out

"However, the recent Hwabi income is only 10,000+ Hwabi, isn't it?"

Time is counting with fingers

"Remove the company's share, and then remove the video editor's salary, and the rest will be distributed to each of us, and there will only be some pocket money, right? It's not enough to make original songs!"

"Ah, don't worry about that at all!"

Su Ling, who was sending a QQ message, raised her head, and her off-white braid shook slightly

"An uncle chef from the Pacific Rim Animal Protection Association said that he would sponsor us!"

"Are you talking about the original song?"

Just at this time, Aunt Jingzi, who had finished chatting with Miss Ah Yue downstairs, just opened the door and came in

"I've asked Mitsuaki-san for that."

"Huh?! Scarlet Village!"

Without waiting for what to say when Chen Chen also made a startled sound, Xingyueai was the first to jump up.

"It's the one who is not only active as a first-class musician..."

"As a composer, how many hits have been created one after another, and Mitsuaki Ashikaga, who also created the most popular fan song 'Fire' of Lingyun Shangxian?"

Su Ling was also shocked, as if she didn't expect Miss Jingzi to have such contacts

"Isn't that a super big name? The president really has a way!"

All that should be said has been said. Although Shi Chen didn't know what to say, he always felt that he should say something to express the shock in his heart.

"So when will it be done? I can't wait!!!"

"It's just..."

As soon as this was mentioned, Aunt Jingzi showed a troubled look on her face.

"The deadline for entrusting him happened to be this Monday, but I haven't seen the finished product yet..."

……

ξ( ?＞??) Come on for the college entrance examination!

Chapter 690 The Trial of the Sixth Immortal

Lin Xuan first piled up storage boxes, makeup boxes and other sundries on the desk next to him, and then pulled the live broadcast bracket next to the cloakroom behind the chair.

The background of her live broadcast today is a pure white curtain, with some vine-like filaments hanging on it, and some star lights scattered on the thread.

After Lin Xuan fixed the brackets, she adjusted the indoor lighting to a warmer color, and then switched on the star lights. After finishing all this, she put the small seat next to the desk by the window sill, and put a cute dog on it. little teddy bear.

"What's good about live streaming today?"

Lingxianjiang began to worry. Live broadcast is actually like writing a novel in a certain sense, or to be precise, this kind of creative work will encounter such problems.

Lin Xuan walked towards the curtain, holding the curtain with his left hand, and carefully covering his head with his right hand.

It is actually very troublesome to tidy up a messy hairstyle. Although the hair becomes more supple and smooth after the transformation, once it is messed up, it can be smoothed out with just a few strokes, but the long-term habit can be changed in a short while. no.

Groom as little as you can!

This is Lin Xuan's principle

The curtains were put down, and they were pulled open in a short while. A white satchel was pulled in first, and then a pair of white hands like works of art. Lin Xuan took out his mobile phone while carefully protecting his hair from being messed up. Putting his bag back, when he was about to read the memo, he caught a glimpse of the time.

Hanging the cute little satchel next to the newly reorganized desk, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and carefully looked at the surrounding environment. It is elegant and fresh, which is very suitable for a "beautiful girl" like her.

A bracket, a curtain, on the left is a desk piled with various documents and sundries, and on the right is a fresh Japanese girl's room. Well, after all, the live broadcast is to show you what the anchor wants to show you.

[The time has passed and almost half a month has passed, let’s go to the usual question and answer session today, because it is the end of the year, today is the year-end question and answer, I will ask you questions (laughs)]

After posting the announcement of the fan question-and-answer session tonight, Lin Xian breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair, entered the power-on password of the mobile phone, opened the live broadcast software skillfully, and slightly adjusted the beauty level, because she is very concerned about herself now. I am very confident in my appearance, so I deliberately set the lighting next to it darker, so that under a special angle, the "beautiful face" will become "ugly face".

Lingyun Shangxian is a comprehensive anchor, who mainly focuses on music, and plays various horror games and competitive games as a secondary role. There are also many types of anchors, such as technical anchors, companion anchors, mouth Stinky anchors, funny anchors, there is always one that will suit your interests.

Under such competitive conditions, it is difficult for most people to rely on live broadcast to make money. What does it take to do a good job in live broadcast?

Live, but not just live.