With a complicated mood, Li Xiao clicked "Tonight, an ordinary person will fight the vampire Count alone, and he will die!" with his mind, and then entered the live broadcast room.

On the screen, under the moonlit night, a Western young man was tied to his neck by a man in a black tuxedo with one hand. The young man held the man's hand tightly with both hands, but he could not break free at all. Gradually, his body began to tremble, trembling, and his hands were hanging down weakly.

At this time, the screen turned black and Li Xiao was popped out of the live broadcast room.

It turns out that this is the live broadcast world!

Li Xiao took a deep breath, thought about it and clicked on "Wang Situ's reversal of Zhuge Village Man!" Then he saw dense barrage and unsightly scenes. He decisively withdrew from the live broadcast room, feeling that his eyes could not be taken.

"Sure enough, live broadcasts lack supervision, everything is available."

Li Xiao shook his head for a while, and then clicked "Stealing the Dragon Ao Divine Turtle Egg when the Dragon Ao Divine Turtle is asleep!".

As soon as he entered the live broadcast room, the live broadcast room suddenly became dark. Before he could come back to his senses, the system automatically exited the live broadcast room.

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Li Xiao suddenly felt that live broadcast seemed difficult, beyond imagination. He might not be able to compete with these anchors, after all, these anchors were really trying their best.

No, it's not the time to give up.

Li Xiao cheered up and finally looked at "Who can resist my punch, my 13,000-year-old skill?"

This live broadcast room should be relatively normal.

He entered the live broadcast room and saw that the anchor on the screen was constantly attacked by a white ape. Not only was he bruised and swollen, but he was also dying. What about the promised 13,000 years of skill? Who can resist it?

"Pills, the anchor is dead. He really dares to provoke Zhou Gong Baiyuan. Not to mention the skill of 13,000 years, even 13,000 years of skill can't stand it."

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"The anchor has been inflated, so it should be the disaster today!"

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"I counted on my fingers and the anchor will definitely be scattered today."

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"Anchors go all the way, we will remember that you bring us a short time of joy."

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"Hahahahahahahahahahaha"

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Li Xiao frowned and looked at the barrage. Who did the anchor provoke whom? No matter how the barrage is, it is all gloating.

At this time, the white ape punched the anchor in the head, blood and brain matter were sprayed out, and the screen entered the black screen.

When Li Xiao was popped out of the live broadcast room, he couldn't help but wonder, the anchor died so quickly, the anchors in the live broadcast system should be updated very quickly, isn't there any anchors who have been doing it for a long time?

At this time, a new live broadcast room appeared.

Li Xiao found that a large number of viewers were pouring in quickly in this live broadcast room, and he couldn't help but look at the title of the live broadcast room.

"To fight against those scholars who study hard today!"

What the hell title is this?

Li Xiao clicked on the live broadcast room and saw a fat man walking on the street swaying on the screen. A momentum of a scholar came across from the opposite side. The momentum of both sides changed suddenly. One seemed to be a green dragon entrenched behind, and the other seemed to be a white tiger roaring behind.

"I heard that I am a great name for Chuanyan. I am Zhang Dongchen and I am nicknamed Xialianxian." The scholar looked at the fat man and spoke slowly.

The fat man sneered and said, "Zhang Dongchen, right? Let's talk less nonsense. Just be right, do you or me first?"

"You first!" Zhang Dongchen bowed.

The fat man was on the verge of aura, and the tiger behind him was ready to go. He opened his mouth and said, "Warm up first, my first couplet is the picture of the Nanshan Tiger Refuting!"

"Then my second couplet is the Nine Dragons Wall of the North Sea!" Zhang Dongchen opened the fan and directly retorted.

The fat man turned back slightly, but he didn't expect that Zhang Dongchen would react so quickly, so he attacked again: "A thought of enlightenment will make one mind happy and relaxed, and the strangeness of the Eight Zangs is that the intention is like the great compassionate door of the Sandalwood branches!"

"It's hard to speak until the end of laughter. Only then can you know that the heart comes out of your heart, and the orchids are born with orchids and leaves are so happy!" Zhang Dongchen sweated slightly, and for a moment, his eyes burst into golden light, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a sword light.

The fat man took several steps in a row, as if he was stabbed in his chest by a sword light, and looked at the other person in disbelief.

He wiped his sweat and said solemnly: "It's true that you can do it twice, but you are not my opponent to the intestines. Look at the move, the wind blows Guilin and the air is clear and the Lan Swamp is clear!"

"I'm so surprised by the trick of the eagle, and the dewy lotus room!" Zhang Dongchen smiled contemptuously and then spoke.

The fat man took several steps back, sweating profusely and completely without the confidence he had before.

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "It is a saint, a god, a martial, a literary support for four hundred years to inherit the fortune of Yao!"

"From the west, from the east, from the south, from the north, like seventy sons who obeyed Kong's heart!" Zhang Dongchen immediately retorted, and the green dragon behind him seemed to be in power, swinging a grab at the white tiger behind the fat man. After being scratched, the white tiger roared, but could not hide its weakness.

The fat man looked at Zhang Dongchen in disbelief, and suddenly his eyes turned, realizing that Zhang Dongchen's nickname was "The Immortal of the Second Couplet". Could it be that the other party would not have the first couplet?

So he smiled and said, "Young Master Zhang's second couplet is exquisite. I don't know what the first couplet is. Next, why not give the question to you, I will copy the second couplet!"

"In other words, you gave up?" Zhang Dongchen slapped the fan and smiled proudly.

The fat man smiled and said, "I just lost the first half, but it's hard to say the second half."

"It's enough to win you in half. I'll brag about it. Forget it in the second half, there will be a period of time later!" Zhang Dongchen smiled proudly, then turned around and left.

The fat man was furious and shouted: "Don't want to leave, take action, you may be punished by heaven and earth if you do evil!"

"If you don't listen, you will recite the scriptures!" Zhang Dongchen covered his ears and chanted the words while walking.

The fat man opened his eyes angrily, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was spurted out, covering his chest and falling down.

The screen went dark again and Li Xiao was popped out of the live broadcast room.

"No way, even couplets can kill people?"

Li Xiao couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. He suspected that the live broadcast system was poisonous, otherwise how could he die so strangely?

This is not a live broadcast at all, but a life-long mortality rate is too high.

The live broadcast room he entered at present, except for a live broadcast room that cannot be described, the rest of the live broadcast room ends with the death of the anchor. It is too cruel and terrible.

"These anchors have no place to learn from. Unless I want to die, I will never learn from them. Now I still have time, and look at other anchors. Maybe there are anchors who can learn from them. Don't rush to deny them."

Li Xiao will watch other anchors who have never seen it again. All popular anchors are often more risky and have a very high mortality rate.

However, it is not a anchor who has no steady performance. After turning several pages, he found that there are still many anchors behind him. Although the number of viewers is small, the content of the live broadcast is very safe.

The problem is that these people have a skill, and Li Xiao can't imitate it at all, and imitation is definitely not as good as these original works.

For example, there is an alchemist who specializes in refining various strange creatures, and these creatures have various bed functions. Every time he refines his works, he will give them to a lucky audience, so there are hundreds of viewers watching in the live broadcast room.

There is also a master of calligraphy. Writing can make people enter the illusion, and that happiness is hard to compare with other happiness. If Li Xiao was not spiritually unique, he would probably have to indulge in it.

"I can't be confused by the illusion of the first day. The first day was purely because I had good luck meeting a rich man, so I easily got more than 100,000 live broadcast points. Under normal circumstances, I can only save dozens of points a day at most, or even a few points."

Li Xiao roughly calculated the profits through the audience of these steady anchors.

He was indeed blinded by the rich man on the first day and mistakenly thought that live broadcast points were easy to obtain, but after watching the content of other anchors desperately live broadcasts, he already understood in his heart that live broadcast points were not that easy to earn.

10,000 live broadcast points are enough to make many anchors fight to the death, and even risk their death to make trouble.

In this way, the conditions offered by the Qisha True Lord are really generous. As long as Li Xiao kills his mother and Li Dun, he can be said to be rich immediately.

But he will definitely not do such things. After all, he is just a clone. Although he has some pursuit of power, he is not so crazy that he goes against his human nature.

Then, he did not finish his observation until the ticket time was exhausted and the live broadcast system automatically returned to its original state.

Through what he saw and heard today, he roughly understood what the Senluo live broadcast system was like and what other anchors were like.

One thing can be determined through the mortality rate, that is, the audience in the Senro live broadcast system is not very sticky, and they may only have three minutes of popularity with anything.

Unless Li Xiao can keep playing novel and interesting content, it is absolutely impossible to attract too many viewers.

Moreover, he inferred a lot of information through these audiences' words and fiction, and added a lot of strange knowledge. He could be sure that the strength of these audiences is unfathomable.

If the transcendent is infinite, then there must be infinite cultivation under the infinite. For most practitioners, one to one hundred is the whole of practice, but for some practitioners who have survived for countless years, one hundred is just the beginning, and the latter is still one thousand, ten thousand, and one hundred million...

Such a strong man cannot truly admire anyone or become a fan of anyone. They are just having fun.

There are even many anchors who are trying to die, but in fact they seek death at their instigation, and they end up with death.

There may be too few anchors who can see through this.

Through a day of observation, he found that many anchors did not know that there were other anchors. They really thought that their protagonist was the son of destiny. Under the instigation of the audience, under the feeling of self-righteousness, they unknowingly entered the death trap.

Maybe they didn't understand until they died that their audience was actually a group of immortals and were not fans at all.

Of course, the audience is not all evil people, and there are still many good people. However, these good people are often misunderstood by these anchors and their honest advice. Some kind-hearted people are even kicked out of the live broadcast room.

So, no one can hold back the person who wants to die.
Chapter completed!