I use a vest to appear live
Chapter 101
Seeing this scene, the young man frowned, but Shen Mian at the side took the opportunity to wipe the gel on his fingers.
The moment the gel touched those two fingers, it made a "squeaky" sound, as if a red-hot soldering iron went into a sink.
The young man didn't feel any pain, and there was a comfortable cooling sensation on his burning fingers.
He withdrew his hand violently as if frightened, watching the poop-yellow gel on his hand be absorbed by the skin.
The black air wrapped around his fingers dissipated like winter snow meeting the scorching sun, and the restored white fingers were like fine suet white jade.
However, no matter how the young man looked at it, he felt that it seemed to be covered with a layer of oil, and it also exuded a scent of cumin and potatoes.
"Fang Chenjing, are you very calm?"
A voice from nowhere said so.
A friend of the Lu family who had watched the show for a long time while the cat was on the sidelines locked the target's position as soon as the sound appeared.
He raised his head to look over there, and saw a big rat with a height of one person hiding not far away, looking in the direction of Yang Shuhang and the others just like him.
The hair on the forehead of this black-haired mouse gleamed with sharp red awns, and it rubbed its paws with a look of impatience, and a malicious light flashed in its dark eyes.
On the other side, Yang Shuhang, who had just opened the live broadcast room, finished his brief introduction to the camera, and when he turned his head, he saw Shen Mian's strange gaze.
Yang Shuhang asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Shen Mian shook her head, "I just think it's very silly for you to talk to the air like this."
Yang Shuhang turned his head to look at the young man expressionlessly, "Did Fang Chenjing mean you?"
Seeing the young man nodding his head, he then asked, "Who is the other party?"
"It's a monster." After Fang Chenjing finished answering, he raised his voice and said, "What are you going to do? Do you want to openly violate the mutual assistance treaty between humans and monsters?"
"What kind of bullshit treaty? It's all treaties for you humans. The demon king is simply a dog who can't change eating shit. He licks this human's shoes every day to live, and he loses the face of us demons."
The voice suddenly became agitated, yelling at the demon king who didn't know where he was, showing a deep conflict with him.
"What is this place? A different space?"
Yang Shuhang asked suspiciously.
Fang Chenjing and Shen Mian didn't show any panic on their faces, which calmed Yang Shuhang's restless heart very well.
And so far, the scene here is a bit weird. Whether it's the strange creatures with animal heads or their appearance that they can't see the three of them, they all give him an illusion of absurdity and no danger.
Shen Mian was thinking that if the sky fell, there would be a tall person holding it up, and seeing Fang Chenjing still in the mood to be funny with them, thinking about it, she should be quite calm and confident.
Fang Chenjing, on the other hand, had been peeking at Yang Shuhang who was at the side.
To be precise, it was the fingertips on Yang Shuhang's hands that seemed to be dead.
He thought to himself why "Lu Jie" hadn't come out yet, could it be that he was really seriously injured?Or does it mean that the other party won't come out until Yang Shuhang enters the sinister mirror?
In fact, the main purpose of his visit this time was to see "Lu Jie", but before he could figure out how to make "Lu Jie" appear from his fingertips, this nasty rat monster bumped into him.
That's why Fang Chenjing, who was only thinking about how to force out "Lu Jie", didn't let the two of them stay out of it immediately when he realized that something was wrong.
But now, when Fang Chenjing, who realized that the mouse demon seemed not as weak as he had imagined, wanted to send the two of them away again, only to find that the other party directly closed the entrance of the space, completely blocking their way out.
It's not that Fang Chenjing is afraid of the rat demon, it's just that they are in each other's home field after all, even if the opponent is not a powerful monster, it is still difficult to protect Shen Mian.
As for Yang Shuhang's safety, Fang Chenjing didn't believe that "Lu Jie" would let him encounter danger and ignore it.
"This is the demon realm, it doesn't belong to a different space." Fang Chenjing replied, and quickly took off the gauze burqa outside the Taoist robe, and put it on Shen Mian's body.
"The monster domain is not as vast as the alien space. It is a spiritual space that belongs exclusively to monsters, so ordinary people cannot enter it."
【etc? !This is the demon domain? ? ? 】
【Fuck? ! 】
[There are monster races in this world? !Isn't the demon already extinct? ! 】
【Ah?Why are you wondering, there are monsters in my world? 】
[A monster is a monster, a monster is not a monster, the two are different. 】
[Is there any difference? 】
[The difference is that monsters are animal creatures or mutations, they are still animals in essence, and monsters, like humans, are born with intelligent life. 】
[Or so to say.There is reproductive isolation between monsters and humans, but not between monsters and humans. 】
[More importantly, all monsters are created by Liu An. 】
【! ! ! 】
When the live broadcast room was in chaos because of this explosive news, the three of them were still studying that magical dress.
This large burqa is embroidered with gorgeous sun, moon and stars with silver silk thread. When Fang Chenjing took off the burqa, these stars instantly came to life, and each star emitted a slight light. Originally The pure white gauze instantly turned into a night-like dark blue.
Like a tiny patch of starry sky torn from the night sky.
When the starry sky landed on Shen Mian, it changed color instantly.
The original night-like dark blue faded and turned into azure blue like a clear sky, and the original stars turned into hazy floating clouds, floating leisurely at the corner of the clothes.
Shen Mian glanced at the clothes on her body curiously. It stands to reason that Fang Chenjing is smaller than Shen Mian, and Shen Mian should not be able to wear his clothes, but when Shen Mian subconsciously put her arms into the clothes, she should be smaller The last size up was just the right size.
Regarding the various miraculous performances of this burqa before the upper body, Shen Mian did not have any unexpected performances, but was confused by Fang Chenjing's reason for doing so.
Fang Chenjing, who received his confused look, gave him a thumbs up.
"Brother, you can unseal it now. This dress is specially made by me to protect your soul from self-harm."
On the stall to his left, the customers surrounding the vendor's corpse had torn the vendor apart.They stood up and sank wiping their mouths, their empty eyes wandering around, as if they were looking for new victims.
Noticing this, Yang Shuhang just wanted to remind the two people around him.
I heard the two of them still discussing the dress without any tension.
Shen Mian shook her sleeves, and opened her mouth expressionlessly.
"I remember that you were the president of the Hanfu Society when you were in college, and your biggest wish was to make Hanfu one of your daily attire."
Fang Chenjing looked away guiltily, "That's right! Isn't it made like this, you can wear it if you don't want to, isn't it just everyday clothes?"
"Does your Hanfu only have a burqa?! Don't you think I look nondescript in casual clothes?!" Shen Mian walked up to the two of them, turned around and opened her arms to show her the current appearance look.
"People are tough, brother!"
Fang Chenjing said with an ugly face.
Their sloppy attitude seemed to have angered the Rat Demon hiding behind, and a rhythmic squeaking sound suddenly resounded in the entire space.
The customers who couldn't see the three people suddenly realized something, stopped what they were doing, and turned their heads to look at them.
The movements of the customers are very strange, their bodies are frozen like statues, only their heads are turning.
Many of them had their heads turned 180 degrees because their backs were facing the two of them.
The skin on their necks was driven by the rotating heads, revealing deep folds, and even torn apart under the forceful twisting, revealing the black and red like bacon-like terrible muscle layer inside.
A red light gradually lit up in the pair of eyes that looked over.
The snack street quieted down at some point, and as the overhead lights disappeared one by one, the environment became darker and darker.
In the shadowy shadows, those pairs of red eyes are like when you are sleeping, peeping out from the darkness to peep at your eyes, slowly approaching you, surrounding you, devouring you, and assimilating you in the small whispers.
Amidst the intense unease, Yang Shuhang saw a pair of gleaming white hands reaching towards Shen Mian's shoulder.
At this time, Shen Mian was still facing them with his back to the snack street, not knowing that the danger was approaching.
"Be careful behind your back!" Yang Shuhang screamed, reaching out to pull him.
But before his hands got close, he felt a biting chill coming from his fingertips.
The moment he came into contact with the coolness, he felt the cuffs on his fingers suddenly tighten.
"You don't want to die?!" Amidst Fang Chenjing's surprised exclamation, Yang Shuhang's vision blurred, and he saw a deep black sky amidst a strong sense of weightlessness.
How did I fly?
Yang Shuhang turned over and sat up in a daze, only to realize that he was floating in a round transparent shield.
He curiously touched the glowing transparent shield in front of him, and when he realized that he couldn't get out, he turned his head and looked in the direction he flew out, wanting to see if anything happened to Shen Mian and the others.
However, when he turned his head, he froze.
The snack street that was originally winding up the mountain has turned into an ice field, and the huge ice-blue ice blocks everything, turning all people and things into lifelike ice sculptures.
The icicles stretched out, and one of them was connected to the transparent shield protecting Yang Shuhang, freezing the shield in mid-air.
The meandering ice flowers meandered and crawled on the surface of the shield, and then faded in the light of the shield, and the two kept repeating this process like a tug-of-war.
Yang Shuhang didn't care about whether he would be frozen after the protective shield disappeared, and frantically searched for Shen Mian and Fang Chenjing among the ice sculptures.
Then she saw Shen Mian leisurely wandering among the ice sculptures with her hands behind her back.
The burqa on his body turned into ice blue of the same color, and the originally floating white clouds turned into pure white ice flowers.
The fine ice flakes condensed on Shen Mian's temples, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the passing ice sculptures.
The ice sculptures silently turned into tiny crystals, blown by the invisible wind, and caressed by countless ice sculptures.
They were broken into pieces in the wind, and then were carried high into the sky by the wind, forming white clouds, and then condensed into snowflakes and fell.
Standing in the snow, Shen Mian is like the god of winter snow, noble and distant.
He seemed to feel Yang Shuhang's gaze, raised his head to look at him, opened his mouth and waved his arms, and greeted him excitedly.
"This thing is very useful. This is the first time I have used my ability, and I didn't freeze myself half to death."
The aura that seemed to be the God of Winter Snow just a moment ago disappeared, as if it was Yang Shuhang's hallucination.
"As long as it's easy to use!" Fang Chenjing's voice came from Yang Shuhang's side.
Yang Shuhang turned his head to look over, and saw Fang Chenjing standing on the ice beside him, and the strange thing was that the ice didn't erode his body like it eroded Yang Shuhang's shield.
Fang Chenjing looked down at Yang Shuhang.
"Aren't you willing to come out at this level? It seems that the condition is really not good."
The moment the gel touched those two fingers, it made a "squeaky" sound, as if a red-hot soldering iron went into a sink.
The young man didn't feel any pain, and there was a comfortable cooling sensation on his burning fingers.
He withdrew his hand violently as if frightened, watching the poop-yellow gel on his hand be absorbed by the skin.
The black air wrapped around his fingers dissipated like winter snow meeting the scorching sun, and the restored white fingers were like fine suet white jade.
However, no matter how the young man looked at it, he felt that it seemed to be covered with a layer of oil, and it also exuded a scent of cumin and potatoes.
"Fang Chenjing, are you very calm?"
A voice from nowhere said so.
A friend of the Lu family who had watched the show for a long time while the cat was on the sidelines locked the target's position as soon as the sound appeared.
He raised his head to look over there, and saw a big rat with a height of one person hiding not far away, looking in the direction of Yang Shuhang and the others just like him.
The hair on the forehead of this black-haired mouse gleamed with sharp red awns, and it rubbed its paws with a look of impatience, and a malicious light flashed in its dark eyes.
On the other side, Yang Shuhang, who had just opened the live broadcast room, finished his brief introduction to the camera, and when he turned his head, he saw Shen Mian's strange gaze.
Yang Shuhang asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Shen Mian shook her head, "I just think it's very silly for you to talk to the air like this."
Yang Shuhang turned his head to look at the young man expressionlessly, "Did Fang Chenjing mean you?"
Seeing the young man nodding his head, he then asked, "Who is the other party?"
"It's a monster." After Fang Chenjing finished answering, he raised his voice and said, "What are you going to do? Do you want to openly violate the mutual assistance treaty between humans and monsters?"
"What kind of bullshit treaty? It's all treaties for you humans. The demon king is simply a dog who can't change eating shit. He licks this human's shoes every day to live, and he loses the face of us demons."
The voice suddenly became agitated, yelling at the demon king who didn't know where he was, showing a deep conflict with him.
"What is this place? A different space?"
Yang Shuhang asked suspiciously.
Fang Chenjing and Shen Mian didn't show any panic on their faces, which calmed Yang Shuhang's restless heart very well.
And so far, the scene here is a bit weird. Whether it's the strange creatures with animal heads or their appearance that they can't see the three of them, they all give him an illusion of absurdity and no danger.
Shen Mian was thinking that if the sky fell, there would be a tall person holding it up, and seeing Fang Chenjing still in the mood to be funny with them, thinking about it, she should be quite calm and confident.
Fang Chenjing, on the other hand, had been peeking at Yang Shuhang who was at the side.
To be precise, it was the fingertips on Yang Shuhang's hands that seemed to be dead.
He thought to himself why "Lu Jie" hadn't come out yet, could it be that he was really seriously injured?Or does it mean that the other party won't come out until Yang Shuhang enters the sinister mirror?
In fact, the main purpose of his visit this time was to see "Lu Jie", but before he could figure out how to make "Lu Jie" appear from his fingertips, this nasty rat monster bumped into him.
That's why Fang Chenjing, who was only thinking about how to force out "Lu Jie", didn't let the two of them stay out of it immediately when he realized that something was wrong.
But now, when Fang Chenjing, who realized that the mouse demon seemed not as weak as he had imagined, wanted to send the two of them away again, only to find that the other party directly closed the entrance of the space, completely blocking their way out.
It's not that Fang Chenjing is afraid of the rat demon, it's just that they are in each other's home field after all, even if the opponent is not a powerful monster, it is still difficult to protect Shen Mian.
As for Yang Shuhang's safety, Fang Chenjing didn't believe that "Lu Jie" would let him encounter danger and ignore it.
"This is the demon realm, it doesn't belong to a different space." Fang Chenjing replied, and quickly took off the gauze burqa outside the Taoist robe, and put it on Shen Mian's body.
"The monster domain is not as vast as the alien space. It is a spiritual space that belongs exclusively to monsters, so ordinary people cannot enter it."
【etc? !This is the demon domain? ? ? 】
【Fuck? ! 】
[There are monster races in this world? !Isn't the demon already extinct? ! 】
【Ah?Why are you wondering, there are monsters in my world? 】
[A monster is a monster, a monster is not a monster, the two are different. 】
[Is there any difference? 】
[The difference is that monsters are animal creatures or mutations, they are still animals in essence, and monsters, like humans, are born with intelligent life. 】
[Or so to say.There is reproductive isolation between monsters and humans, but not between monsters and humans. 】
[More importantly, all monsters are created by Liu An. 】
【! ! ! 】
When the live broadcast room was in chaos because of this explosive news, the three of them were still studying that magical dress.
This large burqa is embroidered with gorgeous sun, moon and stars with silver silk thread. When Fang Chenjing took off the burqa, these stars instantly came to life, and each star emitted a slight light. Originally The pure white gauze instantly turned into a night-like dark blue.
Like a tiny patch of starry sky torn from the night sky.
When the starry sky landed on Shen Mian, it changed color instantly.
The original night-like dark blue faded and turned into azure blue like a clear sky, and the original stars turned into hazy floating clouds, floating leisurely at the corner of the clothes.
Shen Mian glanced at the clothes on her body curiously. It stands to reason that Fang Chenjing is smaller than Shen Mian, and Shen Mian should not be able to wear his clothes, but when Shen Mian subconsciously put her arms into the clothes, she should be smaller The last size up was just the right size.
Regarding the various miraculous performances of this burqa before the upper body, Shen Mian did not have any unexpected performances, but was confused by Fang Chenjing's reason for doing so.
Fang Chenjing, who received his confused look, gave him a thumbs up.
"Brother, you can unseal it now. This dress is specially made by me to protect your soul from self-harm."
On the stall to his left, the customers surrounding the vendor's corpse had torn the vendor apart.They stood up and sank wiping their mouths, their empty eyes wandering around, as if they were looking for new victims.
Noticing this, Yang Shuhang just wanted to remind the two people around him.
I heard the two of them still discussing the dress without any tension.
Shen Mian shook her sleeves, and opened her mouth expressionlessly.
"I remember that you were the president of the Hanfu Society when you were in college, and your biggest wish was to make Hanfu one of your daily attire."
Fang Chenjing looked away guiltily, "That's right! Isn't it made like this, you can wear it if you don't want to, isn't it just everyday clothes?"
"Does your Hanfu only have a burqa?! Don't you think I look nondescript in casual clothes?!" Shen Mian walked up to the two of them, turned around and opened her arms to show her the current appearance look.
"People are tough, brother!"
Fang Chenjing said with an ugly face.
Their sloppy attitude seemed to have angered the Rat Demon hiding behind, and a rhythmic squeaking sound suddenly resounded in the entire space.
The customers who couldn't see the three people suddenly realized something, stopped what they were doing, and turned their heads to look at them.
The movements of the customers are very strange, their bodies are frozen like statues, only their heads are turning.
Many of them had their heads turned 180 degrees because their backs were facing the two of them.
The skin on their necks was driven by the rotating heads, revealing deep folds, and even torn apart under the forceful twisting, revealing the black and red like bacon-like terrible muscle layer inside.
A red light gradually lit up in the pair of eyes that looked over.
The snack street quieted down at some point, and as the overhead lights disappeared one by one, the environment became darker and darker.
In the shadowy shadows, those pairs of red eyes are like when you are sleeping, peeping out from the darkness to peep at your eyes, slowly approaching you, surrounding you, devouring you, and assimilating you in the small whispers.
Amidst the intense unease, Yang Shuhang saw a pair of gleaming white hands reaching towards Shen Mian's shoulder.
At this time, Shen Mian was still facing them with his back to the snack street, not knowing that the danger was approaching.
"Be careful behind your back!" Yang Shuhang screamed, reaching out to pull him.
But before his hands got close, he felt a biting chill coming from his fingertips.
The moment he came into contact with the coolness, he felt the cuffs on his fingers suddenly tighten.
"You don't want to die?!" Amidst Fang Chenjing's surprised exclamation, Yang Shuhang's vision blurred, and he saw a deep black sky amidst a strong sense of weightlessness.
How did I fly?
Yang Shuhang turned over and sat up in a daze, only to realize that he was floating in a round transparent shield.
He curiously touched the glowing transparent shield in front of him, and when he realized that he couldn't get out, he turned his head and looked in the direction he flew out, wanting to see if anything happened to Shen Mian and the others.
However, when he turned his head, he froze.
The snack street that was originally winding up the mountain has turned into an ice field, and the huge ice-blue ice blocks everything, turning all people and things into lifelike ice sculptures.
The icicles stretched out, and one of them was connected to the transparent shield protecting Yang Shuhang, freezing the shield in mid-air.
The meandering ice flowers meandered and crawled on the surface of the shield, and then faded in the light of the shield, and the two kept repeating this process like a tug-of-war.
Yang Shuhang didn't care about whether he would be frozen after the protective shield disappeared, and frantically searched for Shen Mian and Fang Chenjing among the ice sculptures.
Then she saw Shen Mian leisurely wandering among the ice sculptures with her hands behind her back.
The burqa on his body turned into ice blue of the same color, and the originally floating white clouds turned into pure white ice flowers.
The fine ice flakes condensed on Shen Mian's temples, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the passing ice sculptures.
The ice sculptures silently turned into tiny crystals, blown by the invisible wind, and caressed by countless ice sculptures.
They were broken into pieces in the wind, and then were carried high into the sky by the wind, forming white clouds, and then condensed into snowflakes and fell.
Standing in the snow, Shen Mian is like the god of winter snow, noble and distant.
He seemed to feel Yang Shuhang's gaze, raised his head to look at him, opened his mouth and waved his arms, and greeted him excitedly.
"This thing is very useful. This is the first time I have used my ability, and I didn't freeze myself half to death."
The aura that seemed to be the God of Winter Snow just a moment ago disappeared, as if it was Yang Shuhang's hallucination.
"As long as it's easy to use!" Fang Chenjing's voice came from Yang Shuhang's side.
Yang Shuhang turned his head to look over, and saw Fang Chenjing standing on the ice beside him, and the strange thing was that the ice didn't erode his body like it eroded Yang Shuhang's shield.
Fang Chenjing looked down at Yang Shuhang.
"Aren't you willing to come out at this level? It seems that the condition is really not good."
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