Live broadcast I am an actor in an upgrade streaming game

Yan Ge went downstairs with Swordsman Wushuang in his arms, and the white and black clothes of the two were intertwined, contrasting sharply and harmoniously.

The players in Fenglou almost stared out of their eyes, that was once the number one swordsman in the world!That is a cold and arrogant swordsman!Now he is blindfolded with a black cloth like this, nestling obediently in the arms of an NPC, looking weak and helpless?There is an unspeakable weirdness in their hearts.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" Jian Wu Jiangnan laughed out loud, her pink skirt was upgraded to a gorgeous pink long-sleeved gauze skirt, and the small bow and arrow she held in her hand became a one-meter-long silver one engraved with fiery red patterns. Long Bow.At a glance, RMB players are well-qualified.

[This style of painting...isn't it? 】

[Sword Dance Jiangnan! 】

"I didn't expect to hear this good news as soon as I came here." Jian Wu Jiangnan walked straight towards Yan Ge, stopped him, and sparkled little stars in his eyes, "Swordsman Wushuang has already crippled a person, Tan Hua, do you want to think about it?" Me? I'll protect you!"

[Pfft—Jian Wu Jiangnan has not given up until now. 】

【666, Only he can do the act of touching the tiger's butt. 】

Swordsman Wushuang raised his head and "looked" in the direction of Jianwu Jiangnan.

Even though she was blindfolded, she felt that Swordsman Wushuang was looking at her?And he has already imagined the murderous intent and coldness in it.Shaking the goosebumps on her body, she looked at Yan Ge obsessively.I'm so scared to death, I need to see the pretty little brother to soothe my hurt heart.

Glancing at Swordsman Wushuang in his arms from the corner of the eye, Yan Ge raised his lips, "No need."

"You don't need me to protect you?" Swordsman Jiang Nan retracted his sword into the game space, and blinked at Yan Ge, "Then you see, I am soft and fragrant, do I look better and smell better than the stinky man in your arms?"

【shameless】

【thick skinned】

【brazen】

【ashamed to see people】

[People... those in front, you are enough! 】

After hearing this, Yan Ge chuckled lightly, with connivance and pampering in his laughter.

Sword Dance Jiangnan's eyes lit up, there is a play!He asked tentatively, "Then—"

"No." Yan Ge said this word slowly, bowed his head and kissed Swordsman Wushuang's eyes covered with black cloth, "He looks good, he smells good."

Jian Wu Jiangnan looked at the swordsman Wushuang in his arms, and said with an aggrieved face, "But he can only let you hug him now," then looked at Yan Ge excitedly, eager to try, "I can hug you!"

Yan Ge looked at her wearing a pink dress and said that she wanted to hug him: ...

【…】

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I'm going to laugh like crazy】

【Jian Wu Jiangnan, are you really stupid or fake? 】

[Although there is a chance, I also want to hug Tan Hua.But—Jian Wu, your design is broken! 】

"I can—" Jian Wu Jiangnan said halfway through, when Swordsman Wushuang's sword was already on her neck.The silver sword was chilly, which made her heart feel cold.Although she is rich, it is very difficult to go back to a level and re-up!

"He is not something you can covet." Swordsman Wushuang said lightly.Although he was blindfolded with a black cloth and held in Yan Ge's arms, he looked very weak.But when he said this, his calmness and composure were so handsome!

[Overlord Swordsman Wushuang: He is not something you can covet. 】

Jian Wu Jiangnan nodded seriously, and Xing Xing looked at Yan Ge: "I can help you hug him!" It's like a big hug with Tan Hua!

[Pfft—this woman is poisonous! 】

The swordsman shook his hands, and the blade cut through an artery.When the blade pierced Jian Wu Jiangnan's neck, he retracted it quickly so that she would not die immediately.

Jian Wu Jiangnan clutched his neck, wanting to cry without tears.It hurts, it hurts, she wants to die immediately, bastard!Tears flowed down her cheeks, she looked vaguely at Swordsman Wushuang through the tears, "I won't give up!" She must abduct Tan Huada!

Yan Ge raised his eyebrows lightly, and repeated what Swordsman Wushuang said just now, "He is not something you can covet." When he said this, his tone was gentle and affectionate, and his affectionate eyes seemed to drown you in his eyes .

Swordsman Wushuang's ears hidden under his hair turned red quietly.

"you misunderstood.Jian Wu Jiangnan hadn't finished speaking, and the whole person fell down, bastard!I haven't finished my words yet, Tan Hua, my love for you can be learned from all over the world, don't get me wrong!

[Another puzzle arises, is Jianwu Jiangnan Ai Tanhua or Swordsman Wushuang?Is it because of love and hatred, wanting to separate the two? 】

【fart!I only love Tan Huada alone. 】

[Boss, person, person design. 】

[People only love Tan Huada alone! 】

【vomit--】

Yan Ge looked down at the "corpse" on the ground, took in the barrage on the light screen from the corner of his eyes, and sighed.

[Tan Hua, do you realize that I died unjustly? 】

"Throw it out." Yan Ge said softly, and then walked to the reclining chair placed in the first row in the middle of Swordsman Wushuang.

【puff--】

【hahahahahahahahahahaha】

[Tan Hua, how can you treat others like this! 】

Yan Ge walked forward with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.He found that when he said the words "throw it out", Swordsman Wushuang suddenly buried his face in his arms.At the same time, a chuckle sounded in his heart.

Light laughter... Yan Ge sat on the recliner, let go of Swordsman Wushuang, and saw that his face was still calm.Was he just kidding?Looking at the cold and calm face of Swordsman Wushuang, Yan Ge couldn't help laughing.Why is it so cute?

"Shua—" The lights on and off the Fenglou went out, and the whole Fenglou was plunged into darkness.This time was different from usual, even the high platform directly in front of the lobby was completely dark.

The show begins.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock... dots of light lit up on the high platform, rushed around, hit the gauze curtains around the high platform, and bounced back.

Thin gauze curtains imprisoned these light spots on the high platform, vaguely illuminating a shirtless figure with his back to the lobby.A huge silver butterfly rested on the honey-colored skin, its wings vibrated slightly.A drop of water dripped from the hair to the neck, and then slid down the ditch of the back, all the way down.On the firm and delicate skin, bring some hazy fantasies.

The silver butterfly moved, struggling as if it was trapped on it.Struggling to the extreme, the wings of the butterfly towered high, as if they were about to flap their wings and fly!

Feng Yi straightened his back high, then suddenly collapsed.Between the ups and downs, the butterfly completed the transition from the joy of being about to fly to the despair of being trapped and unable to escape for a lifetime.

Following his ups and downs, everyone in the audience could see clearly.That's not a real butterfly, but a butterfly painted on the back.Its two wings are exquisitely drawn on the two raised shoulder blades by the artist to complete a series of movements such as wing flapping.

The butterflies that are constantly flapping their wings and wanting to fly echo each other with the fireflies flying around and wanting to fly out of the high platform, creating a strange atmosphere.

Everyone in the audience felt that they were breathing faster, their hearts were congested, and they were so depressed that they were almost out of breath.

[This back is so beautiful! 】

[That kind of wild shock! 】

Although Swordsman Wushuang couldn't see it, he could hear and feel it—the breath-holding atmosphere around him, the sound of rapid panting, and, when the swordsman turned his head, the long breathing sound that the person next to him would only have when he was serious.

The person on the stage is Feng Yi.People around are obsessed with him, and Yan Ge is also attracted by him.

Sensing Swordsman Wushuang's gaze, Yan Ge pulled his hand with pursed lips, and gently drew a circle on his palm.The gentle voice of explanation reached Swordsman Wushuang's heart through Mimosa, "Feng Yi, on his back drew a bound butterfly, with two shoulder blades as wings, or fluttering, or closing, or struggling. The surrounding fireflies Instead of candlelight, it creates a dreamlike environment. It's like a struggling butterfly in a dream, very wild."

"The pair of wings vibrated and vibrated, and finally—the last flapping of the wings, finally broke away, but only stayed in the air for a moment, and then turned into light spots and disappeared. At the same time, the fireflies around fell down one after another."

Only the honey-colored skin was left, and the sweat slid down from the shoulders and neck.Feng Yi was breathing violently, his back was trembling constantly, with infinite reverie.The light spots slowly extinguished, but the sound of breathing in the darkness was still distinct.Gradually, as if they merged with the heartbeat of everyone present, an unknown existence held their hearts, and a sense of suffocation came.

[!Watching Tan Huada's live broadcast room is indeed right!They are all fairy brothers and sisters. 】

[Brother Feng, I can. 】

【I want to see his face 5555】

"Shua!" The lights in Fenglou turned on again.

The sound of breathing disappeared, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared instantly.Everyone present seemed to wake up from a beautiful dream.Like the silver butterfly that finally broke free.

"Tonight's performance is over." Yan Ge said with raised lips.

The people in the lobby quickly emptied out.

Yan Ge carried Swordsman Wushuang back to the room and put him on the bed.

"There is no auction." Swordsman Wushuang said calmly, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and stroking the blade with the other.

"No need," Yan Ge smiled and poured himself a cup of tea, "His identity is a secret guard, not an actor. This is just to let him break through the obstacles in his heart, he is special."

Special... Swordsman Wushuang pursed his lips into a straight line, "Let him go out."

Before Yan Ge could make a sound, Feng Yi quickly appeared in the room, bowed to him, and was about to open the door to go out.

"You don't need to guard the door, you rest tonight." Yan Ge's voice drifted to his ears, and he paused, "Yes." The door was completely closed.

"You—" Yan Ge looked up at Swordsman Wushuang, and the words that followed were swallowed into his heart before he could spit them out.He saw Swordsman Wushuang taking off his clothes, one after another...

"Come here." Swordsman Wushuang said hoarsely.

Yan Ge walked over step by step.

When Yan Ge walked up to Swordsman Wushuang, he grabbed Yan Ge's hand and pressed it to his chest.

Yan Ge paused in his heart, what did those people from the Devil's Cult teach?