Live broadcast room.

After Yan Xingchen closed the live broadcast perspective, the only live broadcast perspective left was Cen Yiyi.

Although most of the viewers in this dungeon were attracted by Yan Xingchen's record-breaking, Cen Yiyi, as a new player with fire control skills, has also been followed by others.

This kind of elemental skills in attack are not common. If you can grow up, you may become a powerful attack player.

He Mian thought so when he entered the copy.

Since the founder of their organization disappeared, the situation has become worse and worse, and the newcomers with many fans have been unable to attract any newcomers.

In the near future, there will be a copy that requires new members from each organization to participate. As long as you can get a ranking, the participating organizations and new members will benefit.

They have quotas for the organization, but there are no outstanding players in the newcomer period. If this continues, they can only lead people to the top.

He had to linger in some newcomers' dungeons and find some good newcomers like looking for a needle in a haystack.

As soon as he found out that he had a new copy of the newcomer, he immediately entered the live broadcast room, thinking about whether he could find a newcomer with some potential.

For example, if Cen Yiyi can make a copy alive, it is a good candidate for recruitment.

But as he looked, he gradually frowned.

In the picture, Cen Yiyi heard the cry for help from "Yan Xingchen" outside the door, and took the initiative to open the door and walked out.

[It's a pity that kindness is the least valuable in such places. It has good talent skills, but the quality of the dungeon is really bad. You can step on such a simple trap.]

[No, such a good seedling, just for Yan Xingchen, the little face who looks like the wind can blow down? I was just thinking about whether to follow him early, maybe it would be a little good. Fortunately, there is no, otherwise, whether it is unfollowing or the death of followers, the price will not be low.]

[…]

He Mian also thought to himself that it was a pity.

But he neither paid attention to Cen Yiyi nor saw such scenes for too many times, so he would not have any unnecessary feelings. Cen Yiyi was dead, so he could go and see others again.

But not long after, He Mian focused on another person.

——Yan Xingchen also came out.

The barrage was quiet for a moment and immediately surged out several times.

[What's going on?? Is the one behind Cen Yiyi Yan Xingchen? Yan Xingchen was also tricked by the water ghost? Why didn't he understand that the best way to do this at this time is to protect himself?]

[The picture is too fast. Cen Yiyi has turned and can't see the person who came out later. But judging from the seats in the room, it's either Yan Xingchen or the blind man, and that blind man seems to be a little higher...]

[The bathroom is very narrow, and it is difficult for Cen Yiyi to run alone. It is very dangerous. If Yan Xingchen, who has low martial arts value, is simply a drag, and it is even harder for two people to run. The skill of controlling fire... Alas, such a potential novice is not sure to die, and if you are dragged down, you will definitely not have a chance to survive. No, you will die two in one night?]

[…]

He Mian looked at the barrage for a while and saw several posts from Yan Xingchen's few fans.

[I don’t have many keys. I originally thought that Yan Xingchen could break Li Jiuze’s record and then gambled... Now, this is a young man who died. I was so confused that I followed him! I couldn’t hold on anymore, and I couldn’t afford the price of his death. I have to unfollow now!]

[I also want to bet on the information he obtained through record breaking can give him the opportunity. Now it seems that he will stop the loss in time.]

[Haha, I'm not afraid at all. My family has lost all my money. It's almost time to enter the next copy. Just punish me.]

Fanlan’s fan system is not a huge profit. The longer the fans follow the player, the more benefits they will get. But in the same way, the players who follow the fans die, fans will also pay a lot of money. In order to prevent players from unfollowing the moment before the followers die, Fanlan stipulates that fans cannot unfollow them at will - fans who unfollow will also lose a certain number of keys.

As the medium for entering the copy in the lock, the key is the only hard currency, props, experience, and other exchangeable keys all rely on the keys to obtain.

But even though the price is so huge, after Yan Xingchen opened the door, Yan Xingchen's number of fans was instantly reduced by four.

The number of betting on Yan Xingchen's death has risen again.

But He Mian had the idea of ​​running contrary to those people.

Before coming in, he did not read the broadcast, but just saw a newcomer's copy live broadcast room and came in. Now he looked at the barrage and found that Yan Xingchen had just broken Li Jiuze's record.

He Mian is just an ordinary player. He even passed one new player dungeon and two low-level dungeons with a difficulty similar to the new dungeon dungeon - otherwise he would not have been in such a declining organization. After he entered the cage, the only time he had something to do with those strong people was the new dungeon dungeon.

He was lucky, and the newcomer's dungeon met Li Jiuze, so their survival rate was higher than that of other newcomer's dungeons, and he also felt how powerful a person like Li Jiuze was from beginning to end.

If he hadn't seen Li Jiuze's power in his first dungeon, he might have the same idea as others.

But it is precisely because he has personally experienced Li Jiuze's strength that he knows what breaking Li Jiuze's record represents.

Luck? Luck may make a person live a little longer, but can luck really affect such a big gap?

Could Yan Xingchen be just a waste with a shame?

He doesn't believe it.

He Mian hesitated for a moment, and instead paid attention to Yan Xingchen when Yan Xingchen's fans were still declining.

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Village chief’s home.

The moonlight in the corridor became more and more tilted, shining a trace of water on the ground that stretched from the first room to the bottom of the corridor.

The water trace was a thick piece, like a large piece of thing dragging past the ground.

Yan Xingchen walked forward along the water traces. The cool breeze of the night blew across his neck, and the darkness seemed to be embedded with a pair of deep eyes, making him look like a ray of light on his back.

“Huhu——”

In the sound of the wind, he touched the darkness and came to the public bathroom at the bottom of the corridor.

There is no male or female bathroom in the old house, there is only one large room, and there are two small compartments to use the toilet.

There is only a long and narrow walkway in front of the compartment door. The entrance is the only entrance to the bathroom. In front is a small ventilated window. The windows are dark and there is no sight at all.

There was a washing table next to the wall at the door. I don’t know who used the faucet of the washing table to tighten it, but it was leaking water drop by drop.

Cen Yiyi inside was standing in front of the door of the compartment, as if looking for someone. When she heard the sound of Yan Xingchen approaching, she suddenly turned around in fright.

Seeing Yan Xingchen, her expression immediately relaxed a little: "...Yan Xingchen? Didn't you say you dare not come out in the compartment? Are you okay?"

Yan Xingchen stepped forward, raised his hand, placed his index finger on his lips, and signaled her to whisper.

When the girl saw him, the joy that had just emerged in her eyes had not been long before, and her pupils suddenly dilated. Her eyes moved away from Yan Xingchen's face and looked behind him, her eyes becoming more and more frightened.

“Tick…”

“Tick…”

The sound of water dripping on the faucet was penetrated by people's hearts, and the sound of long hair dragging to the ground came from the bathroom door.

Yan Xingchen looked terrified, and he placed his hand on his pocket where glass residue and two pieces of paper money were placed at the same time, and slowly turned around.

The night is drizzling.

The dirty thing he had seen in front of the cat was standing at the narrow bathroom door. His long black hair was covered with water and fell to the ground. His pale lips, which were soaked in the water, curled up slightly, making Yan Xingchen's voice: "...Yiyi, come and help me. I was in the bathroom. I just seemed to have encountered a water ghost and didn't dare to go out."

Cen Yiyi staggered in horror.

The thing stood at the door, and the voice of "Yan Xingchen" gradually changed tone, and finally grew into a sharp female voice: "...Yiyi, you are here."

Yan Xingchen had already grabbed the small glass scum in his pocket - since this dirty thing came, he would be unreasonable if he didn't do anything.

He pulled Cen Yiyi with the other hand and retreated to the compartment, intending to let Cen Yiyi hide inside first, so that he could go out to fight with the water ghost.

The next moment, Cen Yiyi next to her suddenly left his hand and ran out.

The door of the compartment closed with a "clang" and locked Yan Xingchen in the compartment.

Cen Yiyi leaned against the compartment door outside and said tremblingly: "You, hide it first, I will protect you!"

[The protected value is 15, please continue to work hard.]

Yan Xingchen: “…?”

Outside the compartment, the water ghost seemed to be approaching, and the sharp female voice kept repeating, getting closer and closer: "Yiyi, you are here...you are here..."

The compartment door kept shaking, enough to see how powerful Cen Yiyi was shaking.

If you push the door at this time, Cen Yiyi, who is leaning against the door, will push forward and directly in front of the water ghost.

He said in it: "Use your skills! Don't hit other places, hit the feet."

Outside the compartment, Cen Yiyi was reminded and immediately raised her hand, and a cluster of rushing flames emerged from her palm.

But the dirty thing was not afraid of it at all, and he approached little by little.

"You're here..."

Its sound is close to the ear, and it is mixed with the sound of "tick" and "tick" water, which cools down into people's hearts.

Cen Yiyi already realized that she had been trapped.

Not only did she fall into the trap, she also implicated Yan Xingchen. The water ghost didn't seem to be afraid of her small flame, and she was about to approach her. The air around her cooled down, frozen people's skin and stabbed people's blood and bones.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…”

In extreme fear, Cen Yiyi closed her eyes and, following Yan Xingchen's instructions, she suddenly threw several fireballs at the water ghost who was close to her.

at the same time.

In the compartment, Yan Xingchen's eyes condensed, his fingertips slashed through the small piece of glass residue that had been prepared in his pocket, and blood overflowed from his fingertips.

The moment the smell of blood spread, the obedience and gentleness on his face instantly dissipated, his dark eyes were deep and deep, and murderous aura slowly emerged.

He recalled the rune he saw on the boatman, raised his hand, tapped his fingertips in the air, and the blood drops solidified in the air with his movements. With his movements, it quickly condensed into a talisman that was suspended in the air and completed in one go.
To be continued...