I live broadcast across all realms in the world of immortality

After Feng Changyun finished speaking, she had nothing to add for the time being, so she hung up on Lian Mai.

It is actually very difficult to come up with a rough list in half a month. There are too many of them. If everyone signs up, I might not be able to screen them out in half a year.

Even if she stated a lot of requirements, there would definitely be people who would not give up and want to try their luck. They would still have to select and screen these people out, which would be a huge workload.

But this is not an issue that Feng Changyun should consider.

It would take a long time to get there, so Feng Changyun made a voice call with Song Zhizhila's group of masters and disciples.

Soon the other three people except Ji Liuyun picked up.

Feng Changyun turned over the information about the previous person and said to the three of them: "I can't go to your place for the time being. Regarding the torture and murder of Liu Wenyue by Xu Zhiyi and Qiao Muwan in Xuancheng, the three of you should go and handle this matter. "

Although the three of them are also novices, they still need to experience and practice, otherwise how will they grow?

This was the first time Feng Changyun arranged a task for them. The three of them were very excited. After accepting the task, they discussed it among themselves.

Feng Changyun's every move was being watched. It was definitely not appropriate to discuss it with her. Didn't this make it clear to tell those people what they were going to do?

Feng Changyun twitched the corners of her lips and said to the little black ball: "Those of you who like to live in the gutter, I advise you to keep your tail between your legs and be a good person."

After saying that, regardless of the crazy barrage, she closed the barrage panel and dodged back to the room.

After returning to her room, she entered the golden palace in the sea of ​​consciousness.

I originally wanted to go to the interstellar space, but as soon as I got to the third floor, I found that the entrance to the fourth floor had opened at some point.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked up the stairs and reached the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is not as wide as the floors below. It is half smaller and looks a bit cramped.

There were several large boxes stacked in the corner, and I didn't know what they contained.

And in the open space in the middle of the room, there stood a huge mirror.

Feng Changyun frowned and circled the mirror several times. This mirror was no different from the mirror on the third floor.

The only difference is that this mirror looks more delicate, with many exquisite patterns carved on the frame.

The mirror on the third floor leads to the stars, so where does this mirror lead to?

Feng Changyun stood in front of the mirror and thought deeply.

In the live broadcast room, everyone also speculated

[Another mirror. Did the ancient masters understand the rules of space so thoroughly so early? 】

[Seriously, did the previous owner of the Golden Palace not know what to put there, so he put the two mirrors on one floor? 】

[Guess, the third floor leads to the interstellar space, and where does the fourth floor lead to? 】

[It’s not like the fifth, sixth and seventh floors above are all mirrors.]

[To be honest, I’m really looking forward to it, and I don’t know if this copy will be difficult or not]

Feng Changyun did not rush into the mirror to explore the world behind it, and she even had no intention of going in at all.

She turned and went downstairs, thinking that she should go to the interstellar to get the mecha and then ask Mo Yang to get some weapons and come back to study.

As a result, the moment he turned around, countless hands stretched out to grab Feng Changyun in the mirror.

Those hands were silent and could stretch infinitely like ghosts, just like ghosts in horror movies.

They slowly approached Feng Changyun, who had her back turned to them, and were just a little short of touching her.

The barrage was full of wailing

[Ah, run, boss]

[It was so scary that my feet outside the quilt retracted]

[What kind of horror movie is being played at night]

【Behind! ! Behind you! ! ! 】

Feng Changyun didn't watch the barrage and didn't know what was being said in the live broadcast room.

However, just when one of the ghost hands almost touched Feng Changyun, she quickly dodged away as if she had eyes on the back of her head.

Those hands still refused to give up and began to grab at her frantically, the hands intertwined with each other at a very fast speed.

Feng Changyun drew out her sword and cut off one of them with one strike. She turned her feet in a different direction, dodged the other hands and flattened it with one strike of her sword.

And after those hands were chopped off by her and fell to the ground, they turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared. The scene was extremely strange.

Then more hands appeared, and the entire mirror surface was almost completely covered by hands.

Not only that, but a more serious problem arose. The stairs leading to the third floor disappeared.

The mirror seemed determined to turn her into it.

The cock crows again in the live broadcast room

[Oooh, it’s the middle of the night, boss, don’t force me to whip you]

[Ah ah ah ah why do you have to force me to watch horror movies so late at night? I can’t even sleep now.]

【What's going on? There are no stairs, and there are so many people grabbing at the boss in the mirror. Are they forcing her to go in?]

[Why are you so anxious when people don’t play with you? It’s so overbearing, I like it]

[Why don’t you, boss, just go in and take a look, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t let you out]

The Golden Palace is an immortal weapon preserved from ancient times, and it has a spirit.

Feng Changyun tried to communicate with the weapon spirit, but the weapon spirit showed no response.

Except for appearing once in the secret realm of Tianhe, the weapon spirit never moved again, and Feng Changyun didn't know whether she fell into a deep sleep.

She moved and jumped very quickly on the fourth floor to avoid those hands. The ghost hands in the mirror were still unable to do anything to her, so she chose to give up and retracted into the mirror little by little.

Feng Changyun was surprised, giving up now?

However, before she could react, the moment those hands retracted, a strong suction force suddenly sucked her in, sucking her into the mirror unreasonably.

Everything happened in an instant, without giving her a chance to react.

Feng Changyun:......

Studio:……

[If you can't beat me, just force it. You little trash can't afford it? 】

[It made me laugh so hard. Those claws couldn’t catch anyone but they forcefully sucked the boss in. It’s really too low.]

[Little black ball, let’s follow, I want to see what kind of world this is, how dare you do this to our boss]

[I support the boss to tear down that world, or he will tear down the mirror when he comes back]

When Feng Changyun was sucked into the mirror, she felt so complicated that she couldn't describe it.

She was thinking about a question. If she had not taken the initiative to enter the mirror on the third floor that entered the interstellar era, would it have sucked her in like this?

He's so overbearing and doesn't make sense at all.

Caught off guard and thrown out, Feng Changyun steadied her body and stood up straight, and saw a group of young men and women sitting around a fire in the distance.

This group of people were dressed very much like people from Ji Liuyun's world. They seemed to be discussing something, but no one paid attention to her.

She looked around, the setting sun was still slanting in the sky, and the early winter atmosphere was cold.

They were now at the foot of a mountain, and on the top of the mountain, there was a layer of fine snow.

After not looking for long, someone over there spotted her, waved to her and shouted loudly.

"Hey, come over here."

Suddenly everyone looked towards her.

Feng Changyun walked over and realized that these people were not neatly gathered together. There was a wide gap between them, there were many shadows, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

A girl walked towards Feng Changyun with unabashed admiration in her eyes, "Wow, your clothes are so beautiful. Are you an actor?"

She was very good-looking, with a smile on her palm-sized face and long black hair hanging loosely behind her head.

Feng Changyun was puzzled. She glanced at the pair of slightly appraising and unkind eyes and chose silence.

The girl thought she was acquiescing, covering her mouth and laughing softly. When she smiled, there was a pear dimple on her face and her eyes were crooked.

"Me too, but I've never met you. You should have debuted not long ago." She said, walking up to Feng Changyun, holding her shoulders and sitting next to the fire: "But with your looks, it won't take long It’s definitely going to be popular.”

"If someone bullies you in the circle from now on, just tell me my name and I will support you."

Feng Changyun looked at her doubtfully: "Who are you?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The man sitting next to her frowned and looked at her with a hint of suspicion: "Since you are in the entertainment industry, why don't you even recognize Tang Ying?"

Feng Changyun frowned, entertainment industry?

Tang Ying? Famous in their world?

She pulled away Tang Ying's hand on her shoulder: "Sorry, I don't know her. Also, I don't think not knowing her is an unforgivable sin."