Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

As soon as An Ran stepped out of the protective circle, large raindrops began to fall from the sky, very fast, like sharp knives, falling on the body and causing pain.

"Ah, it hurts!"

"I'm afraid it's not rain, but knives, right?"

"How about we find a place to hide for a while?"

"If you want to go, you can go by yourself. I have to guard the ancestor here. Don't mention it raining. Even if he is really attacked, I will still be here to guard him."

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Hearing the fans' comments, An Ran suddenly stopped rushing forward. An idea flashed through her mind so fast that she couldn't catch it. It seemed to be some very important information.

She turned to look at the place where the fans were. There were about forty or fifty people gathered there. They all moved in unison, all lying on the transparent protective wall, staring at the ancestor without blinking. .

The look in An Ran's eyes was very familiar. In addition to the ardent care, there was also a bit of admiration.

etc! worship? ?

A look of great joy suddenly appeared on An Ran's face. She remembered that her ancestor once mentioned that he needed the worship and admiration of this group of fans.

Although I don’t know what this sentence means, people like the ancestor will definitely not say this for no reason.

She hurriedly turned around and ran back, almost colliding with Li Qingxuan who came to intercept her. Fortunately, Li Qingxuan moved very quickly. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist. With a little force under his feet, he quickly returned to the protective circle in a flash.

"I thought about it, that's me, Ancestor..." An Ran was a little anxious, but the more anxious she became, the harder it was to explain. She pointed at the group of fans and then at Ancestor, "Ancestor said Need their adoration!”

worship?

Li Qingxuan didn't understand what An Ran meant, but he still looked in the direction she pointed. Why did the ancestor need the worship of a group of mortals? There must be some unclear reason for this.

"Can you make it clearer? What did the ancestor do to them?" He patiently guided An Ran slowly.

His thoughts were the same as An Ran's. The ancestor would definitely not talk about this to An Ran for no reason.

An Ran took a deep breath and tried hard to calm down. She carefully recalled what her ancestor had said to her, and then she slowly spoke, "Ancestor said he could fulfill these people's wishes."

desire? worship?

Isn’t that merit value?

Could it be that the ancestor did this to obtain a large amount of merit points? Is this what he needs most?

When he thought of this, Li Qingxuan didn't care whether it was right or wrong, and quickly asked An Ran to try it, "Aren't you the anchor? Quickly start the live broadcast, live broadcast to the ancestor, and tell all fans that the ancestor needs their support!"

"W-can this be useful?"

An Ran was startled, and immediately started fumbling around on her body. She took out her phone tremblingly, but her hands were trembling. She clicked several times but failed to open the live broadcast room.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." Li Qingxuan stretched out a hand, wrapped her cold fingers, and guided her to open the live broadcast room. As soon as she entered the live broadcast room, a large number of fans poured in.

[Wow wow wow, where did the anchor go? There is no live broadcast anymore! 】

【Huh? Is the anchor overseas? How come it's daytime here but it's nighttime over there? 】

[Idiot, didn’t you look at the positioning? Isn’t this still in Qingshui City? 】

[Anchor, why don’t you speak? 】

【what happened? The anchor's face is so pale, and there seems to be a man's hand next to him? 】

"Hello everyone, what I say now may seem unbelievable to you, but I urgently need your help now!"

An Ran sorted out her thoughts and quickly explained the current situation in a concise and concise manner.

【What? ? The ancestor is going through a tribulation? 】

【real or fake? ? 】

[I think it should be true. After all, we have all seen the methods of our ancestors. How could ordinary people have such extraordinary abilities! 】

[Whether it is true or not, I believe whatever the anchor says! 】

At this time, the fans present also received An Ran's broadcast start reminder. They swarmed into the live broadcast room and began to talk for An Ran. With their rhythm, the fans quickly got into the mood.

[Really, we are here, please do as the host says! 】

[Ancestor saved my grandma, just tell me what you need me to do! I just obey and do as I am told. 】

[Me too, with my whole family of 6 people, old and young, I will obey orders unconditionally! 】

An Ran looked at the comments with tears in her eyes, choked with sobs. Her fans, no, I should say fans of her ancestors, began to spontaneously forward it to the live broadcast room.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is growing at a terrifying speed, one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand...

It soon exceeded five million, and that number is still beating!

[No, I listened for a long time and didn’t know what we were asked to do? 】

[Silly, my grandma said, just let us light three sticks of incense, kowtow, and bless our ancestors! 】

[Oops, there is no incense in my house! ! 】

【Neither do I have one at home! ! 】

[I will place an order immediately, no, I will go out and buy it immediately! ! ! 】

[No, I have to call on the whole village, old and young, to worship with me! 】

"Is this how you do it?" An Ran sobbed and asked Li Qingxuan, pointing to the fans' words on the phone.

"Well, I don't know either. There is no other way for now. I can only try it first."

Li Qingxuan looked up at the sky above his head. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't see his ancestor's situation clearly through the rain curtain.

Purple lightning flashed again and again, and the sky kept roaring, one after another, making everyone present feel numb!

"thump!"

"thump!"

I don't know who started it first. One by one, the fans knelt down towards the ancestor and kept chanting random prayers.

Everyone said something different, but everyone expressed the same meaning. They all hoped that the ancestor could survive this disaster safely!

Fans in the live broadcast room also lit the incense in their hands one after another. For a while, the fireworks floated into the sky and slowly moved towards Anwu's place.

There are more and more dark clouds in the sky, and they are about to cover the entire sky. The surroundings are dark. Only the phone in front of An Ran is still shining with dazzling light. Her eyes are fixed on the upper left corner of the live broadcast room, where the numbers are still there. Keep jumping.

"Please, please make sure it works." She murmured softly, and then looked up at the clouds that were getting lower and lower. Even if she didn't understand anything, she understood that the last thunderbolt was probably going to fall.

Sure enough, Li Qingxuan's deep voice rang in her ears, "It's coming!"