In the game.

As the winner of this duel, Fang Hao stood in front of the generator at this moment.

Concentrated on starting the generator.

In front of countless viewers, he is staring intently at the screen.

Unaware of what strange things were happening behind him.

The entire live broadcast room is now boiling.

Everyone looked at the screen in horror.

[Anchor turn back quickly, turn back quickly! ] 】

[It's over, Jiahui can't play well, the real offline PK has gone! ] 】

[Damn, I'm very cautious and panicked now, won't something happen?] 】

[It's outrageous, the female ghost of this game can't afford to play, and can she still come out along the network cable to beat people? ] 】

[Anchor, how did you live to this point?] 】

[Record it quickly! ] Brothers, call the police! 】

[This game is too evil, right?] 】

[Really! Everything is true! Dentist magic is real! Jiahui female ghost is also real! 】

[Help! There are really ghosts in the world! 】

Nervous.

Fear.

Countless people stared at the screen.

Because I was worried that the images that appeared on the screen recording would slowly disappear afterwards.

21Many people even directly use their mobile phones to shoot the live broadcast room.

Millions of spectators trembled their hands and sent a barrage calling Fang Hao to be careful behind his back.

However, at this moment, Fang Hao was extremely calm.

He successfully started the generator.

Accompanied by a booming sound.

A tunnel appeared in front of him.

"Huh? The scene is so quiet..."

"Why did I suddenly feel that the horror atmosphere in this game disappeared?"

"That sense of depression and gloom suddenly disappeared."

"I clearly feel that this place is less gloomy than other maps."

"What's going on?"

"Here is a criticism of the game's producers."

"How can you not carefully create a terrifying atmosphere in this place."

"I hope the content of the subsequent games will be a little better."

"Hey? Why is it a little cold behind the back? "

"Forget it, leave him alone, let's continue to play."

Fang Hao's words once again made countless audiences feel numb.

Holy!

Please!

Take a look back!

If you don't look back, your life will be gone!

[I'm special! Anchor, has he always been so brave? 】

[Do we want to witness history and witness the death of the first anchor in a supernatural event!?] 】

[Maa Two-dimensional ecstasy! 】

【Upstairs! The second dimension is going to scare to death! 】

[Hurry! ] The anchor is coming back! I don't dare to look at it! 】

[God has no fear, anchor, you look back! ] The fear shifted! It's moved behind you! 】

[Call the police! ] Dial 110! 】

【Upstairs! According to the current anger value of Jiahui, I think it is more appropriate to contact the funeral home. 】

[Anchor run! ] 】

Countless viewers looked nervously at the screen.

A little by little over time.

The shadow behind Fang Hao also became more and more solidified.

The audience seems to be the reason for the mortal fetus with the naked eye, and they can't see Jiahui's existence at all.

However, the shadow illuminated by the computer light can be clearly seen.

The electric lights of the entire live broadcast room have been suppressed to the point that they are almost not on.

Across the screen, the audience can feel the strong sense of depression and fear.

Finally, the black shadow solidified to a certain extent.

It's behind Fang Hao... It's moving!

The strange presence slowly raised an arm.

And yet, at this time.

The yellow talisman in the background of the live broadcast room seems to be alive.

Suddenly stand up!

The audience didn't know how to describe that feeling.

It's like a lazy soldier in the last second.

In the next second, the discipline suddenly merged, showing the terrifying military soul!

Millions of people in a few live broadcast rooms.

You can see it across the screen.

Those few yellow rune papers turned out... A layer of misty yellow shimmer appeared!

[Groove! ] 】

[The rune paper revealed the groove! ] (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Novel Network!) )

[Are those things real?!] 】

[Damn! What the hell is the origin of the anchor! 】

[Some people, isn't life impossible! ] 】

[Brothers, pay a lot of money to buy such talisman paper! ] I also want 10,000 yuan a piece! 】

【Save the province upstairs! 】 I am afraid that I can't ask for this kind of rune paper without hundreds of thousands! 】

[Oh my God! What the hell is the origin of the anchor!? 】

The audience's impression of Fang Hao changed in essence in an instant.

The anchor in front of him suddenly became unfathomable!

And almost at the moment when the glimmer appeared.

There was a sound of a ghost crying at the scene.

And the moment they heard the sound of the ghost crying and the wolf howling, countless viewers felt that their scalps were about to explode.

Many desperate and sad emotions suddenly came to my mind.

A strong sense of loss filled the heart.

The audience was horrified by the power of the ghost crying wolf howl.

However, the next moment, Fang Hao in the live broadcast room slapped his thigh and praised it from the bottom of his heart:

"Good!"

"Audience friends! This ghost cry deserves credit to the game's producers. "

"This sound is also too awesome! It's just like it's real! "

"You are not in my position, you may not feel immersive."

"I really feel like a ghost hissing behind me."

"Let's just say ha, sometimes you still have to praise the technical side of horror games."

"Look at the design of this game."

"The degree of simulation of this sound is amazing!"

The audience in front of the screen was about to cry.

Master!

Ancestors!

Please, turn your head!

That sound really doesn't appear on the screen.

It's not like being there, you two are in the same room!

People are angry, but they are looking for you offline!

The audience didn't know whether it was time to be scared or laugh.

At first, the audience wanted to persuade Fang Hao to turn back.

But at this time, everyone did not dare.

In many horror movies, doesn't 763 say that when someone turns back and sees a ghost, is he scared to death?

Now that Fang Hao has turned back rashly, he may also have this risk.

And at this time, the audience sensed that something was wrong.

The figure of the black shadow was extremely distorted, and the whole ghost was trembling.

It seems to be experiencing extremely deep pain.

It seems that the yellow light of the rune is enough to hurt it strongly?

After ten seconds.

Kiss!

A strange voice appeared.

It was as if a balloon that had not had much gas had been punctured.

There was a snorting, leaky sound.

The eerie black shadow disappeared.

Disappeared without a trace.

And at the same time, the rune paper also fell.

All the yellow shimmers slowly faded.

But sometimes...

It just so happens that it's here.

Almost at the moment when all the strange phenomena disappeared.

Fang Hao sensed the barrage.

"You're not finished, aren't you?"

"Shall we have a good game?"

"I have to scare the anchor and say that there are powerful ghosts in my live broadcast room."

"The anchor is so timid, is it interesting to make me turn back?"

"Aang! I'm looking back! "

"What's wrong? Obviously there is no phenomenon! "

"Rune paper? This is obviously a souvenir given to me by the game publisher. "

"Little gift, what's there to be shocked about?"

"House manager, trouble to seal a letter with rhythm!"

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