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Chapter 390 Live Broadcast Interruption

Live broadcast room, barrage.

【What happened to Movie Emperor Qi?】

【What happened to the screen just now? Why can't you see anything?】

[After the screen was restored, I heard that Qi Yue was missing, woo hoo...]

[Woo hoo~ Could it be that Movie Emperor Qi was captured by the bride’s ghost? 】

【No, please, don’t scare me, okay?】

[Sister Yan, please go and save Movie Emperor Qi, please.]

[Yes, yes, go and save Actor Qi quickly, nothing will happen to you (pray, pray, pray). 】

[The director quickly asked the metaphysician on the third floor to rescue Movie Emperor Qi. Safety is important.]

[Yes, what time is it? Can the competition be released first? 】

[Woo hoo ~ Movie Emperor Qi, nothing will happen to you! 】

"Qi Yue, Qi Yue!"

Lin Xiyan turned back to look downstairs and shouted several times.

It was extremely quiet downstairs, and there was no response.

Lin Xiyan didn't have time to think more, so she ran downstairs, followed closely by two people taking pictures.

However, when the three of them returned to the first floor, they did not see Qi Yue.

Lin Xiyan's heart suddenly became tense. He turned around quickly and started running upstairs again. As he ran, he said fiercely:

"It seems you are tired of living!"

The photographer followed closely behind Lin Xiyan and asked tremblingly: "Teacher Lin, is it the ghosts who caused the ghost?"

Lin Xiyan sneered: "If it's a dead soul, it would be easy."

The two photographers looked confused. You looked at me and I looked at you. No one understood what Lin Xiyan meant.

Not only the two photographers, but also the director in front of the monitor and the audience in front of the screen were also confused by Lin Xiyan's words.

[What do you mean? It’s not a dead soul. Is it a human being?]

[Are you kidding? Who can make a living person disappear on the spot???]

[Could Lin Xiyan be unable to solve the problem and deliberately shirk responsibility? 】

[Haha, why didn’t she say that Actor Qi ran away on his own? 】

[Needless to say, it must be the dead bride. Didn’t Gu Yunchen also have an accident on the stairs before? 】

[Yes, at that time Gu Yunchen also said that he saw a woman wearing Xiuhe clothes. 】

[Oh my God, it’s so scary. Actor Qi must hold on, woohoo~]

The barrage was so noisy that the director immediately received a call from Qi Yue's agency.

Chen Xun warned the director very seriously, "I don't care what your situation is, whether you are a human, a ghost, or the effects of the show. In short, I want to be able to contact my artists immediately."

"I will set off from the Imperial Capital now. If I still can't see my artist when I arrive, I will have no choice but to call the police."

"Director, you know the identity of my artist. If something happens to him, I don't think you can bear the responsibility."

After saying that, Chen Xun hung up the phone with a bang.

And the director's already hanging heart jumped directly into his throat with the sound of the phone hanging up.

God, if he knew it would be so serious, even if I gave him a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to come to Hongyun Restaurant to film a show.

That's Actor Qi, and he's also the crown prince of the Qi Group. He must not let anything happen to him. If he has any good intentions, it will be completely over.

Thinking of this, the director hurriedly took the walkie-talkie with trembling hands: "All staff, please pay attention, go find Qi Yue immediately, you must..."

The assistant next to him hurriedly reminded: "Director, do we have to search secretly first? The live broadcast is still on. If it is temporarily suspended, I am afraid it will cause panic."

The director was stunned for a moment, then stammered: "Yes... yes, yes, no live broadcast yet..."

Before the word 'stop' was uttered, the director looked at the picture on the monitor and his whole body was frozen in place.

At the same time, in various live broadcast rooms, seeing the words "Signal Interrupted, Connection Failed" in the live broadcast room, the barrage exploded.

【????】

【What's going on? Why is there suddenly no signal?】

[In the ghost movies I watched before, usually when those things come out, the signal will be interrupted. 】

【Ah ah ah, don't scare me, woo hoo~】

[The signals in all the live broadcast rooms are interrupted at the same time. This is too scary. Is something going to happen to the Qi actor and Sister Yan? 】

[Call the police, this is really not a joke.]

[That’s a dead soul, what’s the use of calling the police?]

[There are so many metaphysicians on site, it will definitely be solved, everything will be fine, pray, pray, pray.]



The show scene.

Lin Xiyan turned around and ran upstairs. Before he could reach the second floor, he heard the photographer behind him say "fuck", and then complained:

"Why was the live broadcast suddenly interrupted? There is no signal on the walkie-talkie or mobile phone. Do you have yours?"

The other photographer's voice was trembling: "No...no, the director was still talking just now, but as he was talking...there was no sound. What...what should I do?"

"Ahhhh, I don't want to die!!!"

"Teacher Lin, what should I do? Please think of a solution quickly. I don't want to die here, wuwu~"

Two photographers stood on either side of Lin Xiyan. Their whole bodies were shaking, and the photographic equipment in their hands was shaky and might fall to the ground at any time.

Lin Xiyan pinched a finger from left to right, flicked her right hand, and a yellow talisman appeared in her palm.

While controlling the yellow talisman to hang in the air, she said lightly: "Just stand next to me. Take the things in your hands. It's quite expensive, isn't it?"

Two photographers: "..."

How long has it been and are you still worried about our cameras?

Cameras are indeed expensive, but shouldn’t life be more important?

Even so, with Lin Xiyan's reminder, the two of them still tried their best to control it and hold the photography equipment with both hands to avoid accidentally breaking it.

The signal was interrupted and the live broadcast could not continue. According to regulations, they should record what happened on the spot and play it later.

However, because they were too nervous, neither of them could record the scene, so they gave up the recording. The only thing they could do was to protect the equipment and follow Lin Xiyan closely, praying in their hearts that nothing would happen.

Don't see the things you're afraid of.

Lin Xiyan controlled the yellow talisman to spin in the air, then recited a series of spells to the yellow talisman, and the yellow talisman immediately burst into flames.

When the yellow talisman burned out and the ashes fell to the ground, in the field of vision that the two photographers could not see, there was suddenly a dense yin energy floating down the stairs from the third floor.

The yin energy was like strands of black mist, drifting towards Lin Xiyan at an extremely fast speed.

The two photographers couldn't see the negative energy, but they could clearly feel that the surrounding air suddenly dropped several degrees.

The two couldn't help but tighten their collars: "It's so cold. Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Lin Xiyan had no time to answer them. She looked at the Yin Qi getting closer and closer and slowly mobilized the spiritual energy in her body.

The dense Yin Qi was getting heavier and heavier. Just when the Yin Qi was only one meter away from Lin Xiyan, Feng Yinuo's anxious voice sounded in his ears again.

Feng Yinuo: "..."

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