"Brother, why are you on the mic?"

"Agiao, I have been following you for several years. Do you know why I have been following you for so long?"

"Oh, old fan, do you think I'm talented, or...?"

"Well...I just think you're so stupid."

"..."

Angrily, he kicked the opponent offline, and the man looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room with an unhappy expression.

Simply put, although there were a lot of cheers, gifts were also flying everywhere.

This made the man's expression soften slightly.

Anchor A giao, braised eggs, self-reported household registration in Zhongzhou, online household registration foot basin chicken.

As an anchor who became popular on short videos in the early days, Agiao has attracted quite a lot of attention.

After finishing his chat with a "naughty" fan and casually chatting about life with the audience, A giao was about to log off.

Suddenly a message came, and after reading it, he was stunned.

"The cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming!"

!!!!

"Has the organization remembered me?" Agiao's eyes were filled with tears and his face was full of excitement.

This made the viewers in the live broadcast room quite confused.

"What are you looking at with your head down? This is a live broadcast room with positive energy, so you don't want to do this!"

"Does Braised Egg have any special hobby? He likes to be in public?"

"Hey, you've got to do this. Is this something you can watch without paying for it?"

"Stop playing around, it's just peanuts, do you need your hands?"

Before the hooting in the live broadcast room intensified, Agiao quickly raised his head.

At this moment, his forehead was red, and his small eyes were shining with light.

Ignore everyone's teasing.

Agiao Yinzhai said to the water friends in the live broadcast room, "Brothers, today is a big event in "Martial Arts". The Sakura Theater will fight us in a decisive battle. Don't you want to see the battle situation on the front line?"

Every time there is a large-scale war in the Yanhuang war zone, Blood is Burning will immediately block wartime news.

The first is the fear that the battle plan will be leaked, and the second is the fear that the comments of players at the rear will affect the fighting enthusiasm of the frontline soldiers.

You know, although most netizens are sensible, there are always a few bad apples who like to hide behind others and stir up trouble.

The water friends in the live broadcast room are naturally aware of Blood is Burning's style, but they can't stop everyone's curiosity.

Immediately after the comment was posted, netizens started making fun of it again.

"Live broadcast from the front line? Giao, when did you become a part-time war correspondent?"

"Little giao, it's ridiculous. You, an entertainment anchor, really dare to go to the front line of Daming Mansion to broadcast the decisive battle between the two war zones? Do you believe it? If you dare to approach Daming Mansion now, Mr. Zhou will dare to come along the network cable to give you a gift.

It’s so warm!”

"Agiao, if you really dare to go today, the two rockets in my backpack are yours!"

As if he was irritated, Agiao slapped the table with a red face, stood up and said, "I, Agiao, can drive a Mercedes Benz and carry a Rolex, all thanks to the support of veterans! In order to satisfy everyone, this frontline is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

I, giao, went too!

By the way, this netizen named "Legacy of Wuwei", don't forget what you said, two rockets!"

Having said that, like a soldier rushing to the battlefield, Agiao walked towards the game warehouse with a sad and angry look.

And on today’s live broadcast platform.

There are many anchors like Agiao, all of whom are going to the front lines and battlefields in the name of benefiting the majority of netizens.

And usually, even an electric drill can't dig through that thick skin.

Today I don’t know why, but it’s as if I’ve been scalded with boiling water, and it’s all red!

Once the die-hard fans were agitated, they couldn't stand it anymore.

Take action one after another.

...

"Let us in and understand the battle situation on the front line. This is the right that every Yanhuang player has."

"There are hundreds of thousands of people watching my live broadcast. Are you sure you want to stop me?"

"Isn't Tianxiahui too hegemonic? "The Foreign History of Martial Arts" is not a bloody one-story house, so why do we still restrict our freedom of entry and exit?"

Daming Mansion, inside the city gate.

The anchor, together with tens of thousands of players, gathered in front of the city gate and protested against the Tianxiahui guard members who were blocking the city gate.

Li Kui, the city gate guard, looked at the noisy crowd of tens of thousands of people.

He looked at the adjutant next to him suspiciously and said, "This is really evil. I have never seen anything like this in so many years!"

The adjutant nodded helplessly.

really.

The online game National War has gone through so many years.

Tianxiahui had blocked news countless times before the war, but I had never seen players so excited.

The adjutant was about to step forward and say something.

The urgent sound in the address book interrupted his movements.

Seeing the familiar avatar, the adjutant's expression suddenly became respectful.

I hunched over, picked up the phone, said yes several times, and then hung up.

The adjutant's expression became a little strange.

"Who is calling at this time?"

Seeing that the adjutant looked wrong, Li Kui raised his eyebrows and asked.

The adjutant did not dare to neglect, and quickly whispered a few words to Li Kui.

After listening to the adjutant's words, Li Kui's expression also became strange.

"Show me your call history."

The adjutant nodded, quickly retrieved the call record and handed it to Li Kui.

After confirming that the adjutant was not lying, Li Kui looked serious.

"Okay, I understand, just follow that person's instructions!"

The adjutant took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and then walked towards the protesting players.

...

"Abu, how's it going?"

"Master, we are collecting information, and the Zhou family is also taking action! But as you know, tens of thousands of people gathered in front of the gate of Damingfu this time. We need time!"

"I know, do your best!"

After hanging up the phone, with my blood burning, I relaxed and sat cross-legged, admiring the battlefield.

Although Anbei Qingming has a huge body and agile movements, when he swings his sword, the sword energy fills the world.

It can't be said that he is not strong.

But Yamata no Orochi has recovered his status as a weeping ghost god after all, even if he has never regained his true form.

But it was relatively easy to deal with.

This made Xue Zairan sigh with emotion. He and others were all the eight top experts of Yan and Huang, and they were not against any of them.

Liu Mang, on the other hand, just sent out a pet and was able to compete with the opponent on a par.

You can imagine how huge the gap between Liu Mang and the strong men on the Yanhuang War Zone rankings is!

"However, this situation will soon change. As long as East Asia is conquered, Yanhuang's top combat power will also make great progress!"

The blood was burning on his face, full of anticipation.

After absorbing the holy souls of various war zones in East Asia, the player's attributes will increase dramatically, and he will naturally have the ability to explore advanced secret realms!

There are countless secret realms in Yanhuang and there are countless treasures. It is conceivable that the top combat power in Yanhuang War Zone will definitely make great progress!

Besides.

One goes down and the other goes up.

The territories of other countries’ war zones in East Asia will also become the back gardens of Yanhuang players.

Advanced resources and powerful beast pets can only be controlled by Yanhuang players!

At that time, it was not known how strong the overall strength of the Yanhuang War Zone would be!

Thinking of the beauty, Blood Burning couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Liu Mang was attracted by the laughter and turned to look at the burning blood in confusion.

"Master Zhou, why are you laughing?"

"Thinking of something happy." The smile on his face was still burning.

Then he seemed to think of something and reminded Liu Mang aloud.

"By the way, Brother Liu, remember to let the Yamato no Orochi release the water later. There are still fish that haven't taken the bait!"

Liu Mang nodded. He already understood Xue Zai Burning's plan, so he naturally had no objections.
Chapter completed!