I live broadcast across all realms in the world of immortality

Beiming Immortal Lord stared at Feng Changyun, who was moving slowly in the black air, with an increasingly confused expression on his face.

He didn't expect that one day, Feng Changyun's live broadcast in another world would be projected onto the screen of the world of immortality.

And every time there was a new live broadcast world before, it was either Feng Changyun who accepted a disciple, or she saved some small world.

There is always a reason. It has never been like this time, without any reason, the live broadcast permission of the world of immortality has been opened.

Judging from Feng Changyun's appearance, she didn't watch the barrage at all, so at this moment she didn't know that the world of immortality could also see her live broadcast.

Beiming Immortal Lord glanced at the barrage and saw that the leader kept posting Feng Changyun's name and some words to confirm her identity on the barrage.

Not only him, but also many sect elders and people from other major sects were also complaining, all of whom didn't know why.

Immortal Beiming rubbed his sore temples.

Suddenly, a small translucent blue-framed light screen lit up on his right side. There was a barrage input box on the light screen. As long as you wrote what you wanted to say and clicked send, it would be synchronized to the barrage area. .

So this is how they send out barrages?

Beiming Immortal Lord tried to send out an ellipsis, and the words "Beiming Immortal Lord" floated on the barrage.

He pursed his lips and simply sat down on the floor, not wanting to return to Qingfeng Sect for the time being.

I'm sure I'll be questioned when I go back, so it's better to stay here and be cleaner.

It is also a good thing to have this light screen, because the things Feng Changyun did will not always be buried.

She should be remembered by all.

Moreover, he could know whether Feng Changyun was safe at any time by looking at the light screen.

But then he thought that even if Feng Changyun was in danger, he couldn't help, and Beiming Immortal felt discouraged.

On the other side, Feng Changyun carefully walked through these ghostly auras, and her consciousness began to spread out, but as soon as she was less than one meter away, she felt like something was blocking her back.

She frowned. Could it be that there was something blocking her consciousness?

She released her consciousness from another direction, but it was blocked back just like before.

Not only that, this time she felt a biting coldness. In front of this strange coldness, even her consciousness trembled with coldness, and she had to take it back.

She couldn't use her spiritual sense, but where was she going to find people in such a big place?

Feng Changyun raised his head and looked around. He was surrounded by abandoned buildings, the tallest of which was over a hundred meters tall.

She flew to the top of a tall building and had a panoramic view of the entire city.

The moonlight poured down, covering the entire city, but except for this hazy moonlight, there was no trace of light.

The existence of moonlight not only failed to illuminate the city, but instead gave the place a coat of terror.

Quiet.

It's so quiet.

In such a huge city, let alone the sound of human beings, there is not even the chirping of insects and frogs.

It was so quiet that it seemed like a dead city.

In other words, it’s a ghost town.

Suddenly there was a slight sound in the dark night. If you listened carefully, it seemed like something was moving through the dark building.

The sound of footsteps was sometimes heavy and sometimes soft, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, which seemed very strange.

All the tall buildings in the city are hidden in the thick fog. How can we find An Ran in such a big place?

She searched from building to building, not to mention whether she could successfully find the person. She was afraid that she didn't even know when An Ran died.

Feng Changyun sent a private message to An Ran, asking where she was.

An Ran should have been paying attention to her messages and sending a reply soon.

[I, I don’t know where I am, I only know that I am in an abandoned building, anchor, come and save me]

Feng Changyun frowned. The whole city was full of abandoned buildings. This news was completely useless.

[Take a photo of yourself and send it to me. 】If she had a photo, she could calculate her approximate location, and she wouldn't be so blind.

An Ran: [Sorry host, the equipment I use to watch the live broadcast cannot take pictures, and the surroundings are too dark, so I can’t take pictures clearly. 】

Feng Changyun felt a little irritated for no reason, but she suppressed it and continued to reply.

[No matter what, try to tell me your location, just a rough location, otherwise I won’t be able to save you]

An Ran was very scared: [I, I really don’t dare to go out...]

Feng Changyun became even more irritable. She hated cowardly people.

To put it bluntly, An Ran is the one who needs help now. If she really wants to survive, she should try her best to convey the necessary information instead of pinning all her hopes on others.

This is something Feng Changyun cannot understand. No matter how cowardly a person is, they will still want to live.

But they can't seem to tell who needs help.

Except for the useless information about the abandoned building, An Ran couldn't even tell you any specific useful information.

Feng Changyun still held back her temper and sent another message to An Ran: [Send me your birthday and horoscope]

An Ran took a long time to reply.

The moment she saw her reply, Feng Changyun felt her blood pressure soar and she couldn't hold it back anymore.

[Sorry anchor, my father picked me up. I don’t know the specific time of birth. 】

What else can I save?

Wait to die.

Unable to endure it, Feng Changyun replied irritably: [If you can't find a way to deliver useful information yourself and place all your hopes on me, I can only tell you that it would be more useful to pray to gods and Buddhas. 】

She briefly returned to the world of cultivating immortals, looked at the little black ball and said seriously: "If you are living in the ghost world, please send me your specific location if you need help. If you don't know any useful information, you still think I can." To save you, you can choose to dream, which will come faster."

Feng Changyun said this unceremoniously, completely disregarding An Ran's face.

I want to live, but I don’t want to be in any danger. How can there be such a good thing in this world?

Looking at the live broadcast room that suddenly lit up, An Ran's face suddenly turned pale and he clenched his hands tightly.

She hid in the dark corner, carefully peeking her head out from behind the table to look outside.

At this moment, she saw a tall and strange figure dragging a huge and heavy ax, less than ten meters away from her in the moonlight, walking past her one by one.

The figure looked very weird. Its right hand and left foot were completely reversed. On its thin upper body, there was one hand and one foot. It looked very weird and creepy.

Its other hand and foot were on the ground, raising its whole body and moving slowly, making strange sounds from time to time.

The ghost drags the ax with his left hand and rubs it against the ground. The sound it makes sends chills down An Ran's spine.

She covered her mouth tightly and did not dare to make a sound. Tears fell one by one, and her whole body was shaking with fear.

An Ran suppressed the panic in his heart and hid himself in the shadow of the corner.

She knew what Feng Changyun said made sense, and she should pass on useful information in time, so that Feng Changyun could accurately find her and save her life.

But those weird and terrifying ghosts were everywhere, almost on all streets. Once she went out, she might be discovered at any time.

And once discovered, there is only death waiting for her.

She hoped that Feng Changyun would come to save her, but the prerequisite for saving people was that she had to live.

Once she faced the ghost, it was impossible for her to survive on her own strength.

So she can't go out.

But she didn't know where she was at this time. She hid in a panic and found a place where she could hide temporarily, so she hid.

Now she was asked to go out and face those ghostly monsters, but she didn't dare. She finally found a place to hide.

She wants to live, she doesn't want to die.

Although Feng Changyun's words made sense, in a place like Guixiao, An Ran didn't think it was wrong to be timid.

If it weren't for her cowardice, she would have died long ago.