Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

The four young people still didn't know what the candles they held in their hands meant.

But the audience in the live broadcast room knew that this was a blessing given to them by Jiang Ye. Of course, the audience knows better why Jiang Ye gave them the Netherworld Candle.

Because they said they wanted to stay in the world and do something.

No one will object to what they want to do. Although their methods seem very immature at this time, and their appearance seems a bit funny, when they return from hell, maybe they will become the hope of many people every night.

The four young men left and walked up to Yin Jian holding the candle of Netherworld Candle.

In the live broadcast room, more than 80 million people watched them leave the village.

Qian Feng and the tomb-keeper were still standing on top of the cemetery, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In the end, the mausoleum watcher broke the silence and said with great regret: "I really didn't expect it. I originally thought I encountered some evil ghosts, but I didn't expect the last few dolls to be so thoughtful."

"Right, so when you encounter many things, you might as well wait and take a look first. None of us should make a decision before the result comes out. But this matter ended with this result. Indeed, no one thought of it at the beginning. As for the rest, Qian Feng and Mr. Zhu, I hope you can deal with your matters calmly and rationally."

373 Zhu Hua was very grateful and said with tears in his eyes: "Okay, okay, Qian... Qian Feng, can we meet if you have time? I won't say anything now, as long as you think about it anytime, Whether it’s me or your current parents, we can sit down and talk.”

Qian Feng took a deep breath: "Okay, I will contact you later, give me a few days to calm down before that."

"Then I wish you both good luck."

Jiang Ye said with a smile, and Qian Feng bowed deeply to him.

Although Qian Feng did not suffer any substantial harm, he cannot forget Jiang Ye's help.

"Okay, let's end this incident and see you all again."

"Thank you Mr. Jiang!"

Both Zhu Hua and Qian Feng waved to Jiang Ye and turned off the video. Jiang Ye was the only figure left in the live broadcast room.

I glanced at the time and saw that the sky had begun to turn pale.

Jiang Ye got up and changed the herbal tea into hot water, and said with a smile: "Tonight's live broadcast is about to end."

"Then anchor, please get off the air and have a good rest. We will be waiting for you tomorrow night as scheduled."

"Would you like (adbh) the host to chat with us again? I feel like the night has passed, and now that I'm about to turn on the brightness, I can't sleep.

Someone said something, Jiang Ye thought for a while and said, "What are we talking about?"

"Anchor, how about we talk about love?"

As soon as Jiang Ye let go, the audience immediately started making fun of him.

Jiang Ye's face darkened, but what he didn't expect was that Tang Wan, who had been helped before and was also very good at painting, asked at this time: "By the way, host, where is the beautiful girl we talked about ghosts face to face with? Why haven’t I seen her again for so long?”

What Logan was talking about was Xiaoyou who snuck out from hell to have a tryst with him... Oh no, it should be Xiaoyou who came to play with him.

"She's gone home, and she probably won't be back for a while."

"Really? Will Mr. Jiang miss her? I was quite envious of you at that time, especially that little girl who felt that her whole heart was focused on you. She held your hand and leaned on your shoulder the whole night. ”

After Tang Wan finished speaking, he immediately sent a message like a fish drinking water.

But the message had no text, just a series of ellipses.

"It's over, it's over, Hao's heart is broken."

"A broken heart is like a broken glass... I feel sorry for Yu Hao. We are all Yu Hao's people tonight!"

"Go, go, I don't need your heartache. Anchor, tell me...who is my love rival? Where is he from? What are his measurements? Is he a cool lady or a tsundere loli?"

Jiang Ye is most troubled by the fact that the audience has nothing to do but talk about relationships, and look at this, Ruyu has seized the opportunity to increase his presence.

"I don't know, and how can I have the nerve to reveal such private issues to a girl?"

"So you don't know, hehe... Then I'm relieved. You don't even know the person's measurements, so little brother Jiang Ye, there is still a chance, right?"

When Jiang Ye rolled his eyes and was about to say something, a private message appeared in the background, sent by Ruyu Drinking Water.

"Brother, do you want to know the measurements of Xiao Yuyu? Do you want to know the voice of Xiao Yu? I'll tell you secretly, people are ever-changing!"

Looking at this private message, Jiang Ye's mouth twitched fiercely, and instead of replying like a fish, he looked directly at the camera.

When he checked the private message just now, he found that the live broadcast page seemed to be slightly different.

At this moment, when I took a look, I realized that something new had appeared on the live broadcast page.

This new thing is an envelope logo.

Jiang Ye clicked on it and an introduction immediately popped up:

"Submission function: All live broadcast room viewers can send emails to the host through the submission channel. The world is so big, there are so many lonely ghosts that it is impossible to count. It is him at this moment, or it is her at that moment. Increase the capture of supernatural events through submission The channels and quantity can increase the anchor’s access to more props and increase his popularity.”

This is a very official introduction, but it clearly hits a shortcoming of what Jiang Ye is doing.

After all, the time of one night is limited. It can solve problems for one or two or even three or four viewers, but it cannot solve the problem for more people.

The world is so big that people are dying every day. It can even be said that there may be monsters and monsters playing out every night in a bustling city or a quiet village.

The opening of the submission channel allows those people to send in all the things they have encountered.

Jiang Ye has a choice, otherwise no one can be sure that every phone call is a true supernatural event.

Now that new functions have appeared, Jiang Ye naturally wants to introduce them.

But he didn't expect that the audience in the live broadcast room would also discover it at this time.

"Look, everyone, the anchor's live broadcast platform seems to have a small update, and a submission channel has been added."

"Yes, I noticed it just now. This updated little function seems to be very cool. I'll go...you guys click on the page and take a look. The underworld is professional in assessing the authenticity of supernatural events. Damn... ...Isn’t this too awesome?”

Jiang Ye also saw this sentence: "All viewers can contribute as much as they want about the events they have encountered. After being compiled into a copy, it will be evaluated by a professional jury in Hell. True supernatural events will be solved by the host personally. Pseudo-supernatural events, The results will be notified via email!”