Bi Fang opened his backpack, took off his muddy windbreaker, shook off the sand, and put on his jacket again to resist the cold wind.

The drone flew high, and the barrage frequency suddenly dropped.

Wang Yongbo in the background was confused. It was eight o'clock in the evening, which is when users should be active. How could the activity level drop so much while he was in a hurry?

But when he saw the live broadcast room, he was stunned.

Under the night sky.

Bi Fang was walking on the cold sand, with the Milky Way across the sky above his head, and black shadows swimming on the earth, which were clouds that blocked the moonlight.

The wind is singing in a low voice, like the ancient mysterious song, like the totem words on the ancient stone pillars, which were engraved there before the birth of the world.

That is the language used by the God of Nature when he created this world and sang alone.

He is everywhere, in the moving sand dunes and wind-eroded rocks, whispering His story.

The world is so vast that the audience found themselves unable to distinguish where the wind was coming from. It was everywhere, from southeast to northwest, as if countless people from all directions were blowing away pottery xuns and singing the songs of Gu Xuan in a low voice.

The clouds break and the moon rises, a perfect circle hangs in the sky, and the starry sky is also revealed. The sky is filled with clear light. On the vast and boundless sea of ​​sand, every grain of sand reflects the cold light of the stars and the moon.

The vast desert... Ilham lived in the desert, but for the first time, he felt that the desert was so...so great, which made him feel awe.

What a beauty.

Countless people were at a loss for words. They couldn't find any words to describe such a scene, so they tacitly stopped sending barrages.

At this moment, their thoughts were unified and their souls were throbbing.

Now that there are no fools around asking for gifts, this spiritual clarity becomes even more obvious.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Bi Fang guessed something and spoke out everyone's thoughts. He stopped and the drone photographed the entire desert and starry sky at 360 degrees.

The beauty that attracts you is the fall that you don't even know about.

This is absolutely correct.

A beam of light that pierces the dark night, a slightly green seed in the soil, a fragrant flower, a lazy cloud, a line of poetry that directly touches the soul, a breathtaking painting, a sincere song

Touching song.

A vast expanse of starry sky and desert.

[I suddenly want to survive in the wilderness, but what should I do if I don’t have enough strength? Wait online, urgent!]

[Go ahead, I’ll sit at your wife’s table, you don’t have to worry]

[A screen saver, Kaisen!]

[I feel like I have been traveling in vain for so many years. I shouldn’t go to the city, I should go to this kind of forest desert!]

【Me too, when I go to other cities, they are all the same and crowded.】

[Watching Lao Fang’s live broadcast, my soul has been cleansed. God, I am guilty. I shouldn’t be so handsome]

[Some people said I was handsome. I thought about it all night, who leaked the news? 】

As Bi Fang's fans grew older and the audience became more and more familiar with him, many people's names began to change.

From the very beginning anchor, to Fang Shen, to now Lao Fang, whom many people call him, this can all be seen.

This is a good thing. In fact, Bi Fang also thinks that this title is rude, but many people just accept it. After all, uniqueness means making people curious, curiosity brings clicks, and clicks bring traffic.

Even if it is unique.

Without Du Chuan's few rat excrement, the popularity of Bi Fang's live broadcast room began to rebound rapidly. As early as Liusha, it had already formed a hot spot, with the number of viewers directly exceeding 150,000.

Bi Fang's inaction before was so depressing, but now Du Chuan and others are so miserable that it's exciting.

The moment Du Chuan and others were trapped in the quicksand, the water friends had a collective orgasm and were extremely high.

Gift traffic directly topped the Langya TV gift list!

No one can beat it!

In addition, Bi Fang's live broadcast time is different from before. Eight or nine o'clock is the time when people's nightlife has just begun.

The water friends are also very active, their popularity is growing like a rocket, and the gifts never stop. Even if Bifang sneezes, someone will give him a gift, saying that it is a very technical skill, which makes others envious.

Under such circumstances, the popularity rose to five million within a short time, making him a veritable anchor!

Countless young anchors are envious with red eyes.

Judging from Bi Fang's live broadcast experience, this is almost a level for each broadcast. So far, it has achieved a triple jump.

What about next time?

Is Brother Langya’s position so secure?

Mo Xiaoxian looked at the rapid rise of Bifang and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was not up to him to decide who would sit on the throne.

Maybe within two more times, he, the first brother of Langya, will be handed over to others.

There's no comparison at all.

This is the general trend, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that if you dare to touch Porcelain Bifang now, whoever touches it will die!

Bi Fang is already the uncrowned king of Langya Live!

On the other side, the drone is still soaring in the night sky.

At the strong request of the audience, the drone flew high and filmed for more than ten minutes before returning to Bi Fang and continuing the live broadcast.

After coughing twice, Bi Fang began to explain his next goal.

"During the day in the desert, the heat and lack of water will quickly reduce your physical fitness, so I chose to travel at night. Because of the specific heat capacity of sand, the temperature at night in the desert is significantly lower, and can even be called cold, so I changed

I put on my jacket, and the current temperature is about..."

Bi Fang brought the topic back, but at this time he suddenly sniffed, a little confused.

"Strange, where does the burnt smell come from? What is burning?"

The smell in the desert is very monotonous, just a very ordinary burnt and bitter smell, but just now the burnt smell suddenly became much stronger, and it smelled like garbage being burned in a concentrated manner.

This reminded him of the time when he burned a corpse not long ago. The smell was not as complicated as this, but it was somewhat similar.

【???Burned smell?】

【Is anyone coming? Or is there a fire nearby? 】

The audience in the live broadcast room can only watch and listen, but cannot smell. There is no unique feeling at this moment, but some other barrage content caught Bi Fang's attention.

[By the way, Mr. Lin and Prince Mu are both missing.]

【And that high school student too?】

[That’s right, I wouldn’t even know if you didn’t tell me.]

[Is it because Lao Fang would rather die than surrender under power, and the big guys are no longer interested?]

[Would rather die than surrender? That’s interesting, please elaborate!]

After seeing the barrage, Bi Fang realized that Yao Jun and Lin Chang seemed to have never appeared again since just now.

Logically speaking, after driving away Du Chuan, shouldn't they start using spaceships to blind themselves?

Why are they all gone?

But after thinking about it again, Bi Fang felt relieved again.

"After all, they are big bosses and students in real life, so how can they watch the live broadcast all the time? It's normal to leave for a while."

It's strange to spend time in his live broadcast room every day.

So Bi Fang didn't think much about it, and after being distracted by netizens, he also forgot about the burnt smell. Anyway, this is a desert, and there won't be any forest fires.

It doesn't matter, maybe it was just some garbage that was burned?
Chapter completed!