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Chapter 390 Live Interruption
Live room, barrage.

[What happened to Yingdi Qi? 】

[What happened to the screen just now?Why can't I see anything? 】

[After the screen resumed, I heard that Qi Yue had disappeared, woo woo...]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

【No, please, don't scare me, okay? 】

[Sister Yan, hurry up and save Yingdi Qi, please. 】

【Yes, yes, hurry up and save Yingying Qi, nothing will happen (pray, pray, pray). 】

[The director hurriedly asked the metaphysician on the third floor to rescue Yingying Qi together, safety is important. 】

[Yeah, what time is it, should the game be released first? 】

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow of this! 】

"Qi Yue, Qi Yue!"

Lin Xiyan looked back at the direction downstairs and shouted several times.

Downstairs was terribly quiet, and there was no response.

Lin Xiyan didn't have time to think about it, so he ran downstairs, followed by two photographers.

However, when the three returned to the first floor, they did not see Qi Yue.

Lin Xiyan's heart tightened suddenly, he turned around hastily, and started running upstairs again, saying fiercely while running:

"It seems that you are tired of living!"

The photographer followed closely behind Lin Xiyan, and asked tremblingly, "Mr. Lin, is it caused by the ghost?"

Lin Xiyan sneered and said, "If it's a dead soul, it's easy."

The two photographers looked confused, you looked at me, I looked at you, no one understood what Lin Xiyan meant.

Not only the two cameramen, but also the director in front of the monitor and the audience in front of the screen were also confused by Lin Xiyan's words.

【What's the meaning?It's not a dead soul, is it a human? 】

[Are you kidding, who can make a living person disappear in place? ? ? 】

[Lin Xiyan couldn't solve the problem and deliberately shirked responsibility, right? 】

[Hehe, why didn't she say that Yingdi Qi ran away by himself? 】

[It goes without saying that it must be the dead bride. Didn't Gu Yunchen also have an accident on the stairs before? 】

[Yes, at that time Gu Yunchen also said that he saw a woman wearing Xiuhe clothes. 】

[Oh my god, it's so scary, Yingdi Qi must hold on, woo woo~]

The barrage was noisy, and the director received a call from Qi Yue's agency immediately.

Chen Xun warned the director very seriously, "I don't care what your situation is, whether it's a human, a ghost, or the effect of the show, in short, I want to be able to contact my artist immediately."

"I'm leaving from the imperial capital now. If I still can't see my artist when I get there, I can only call the police."

"Director, you know the status of my artist. If something happens to him, I don't think you can bear the responsibility."

After finishing speaking, Chen Xun hung up the phone with a 'snap'.

And the director's heart, which was already hanging, jumped directly to his throat following the sound of the phone hanging up.

God, if he knew it would be so serious, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to come to the Fortune Restaurant to shoot a show.

That is Emperor Qi Ying, and the prince of the Qi Group, he must not have any accidents, if he has something good or bad, it will be completely over.

Thinking of this, the director hastily took the walkie-talkie with trembling hands: "Attention all staff members, go to Qi Yue immediately, you must..."

The assistant next to him hurriedly reminded: "Director, do you have to search secretly first, the live broadcast is still on now, if the broadcast is temporarily stopped, I am afraid it will cause panic."

The director was stunned for a moment, then stammered and said, "Yes... yes yes yes, don't live broadcast first..."

Before the word 'stop' could be said, the director looked at the screen on the monitor and kept himself in place.

At the same time, in the various live broadcast rooms, seeing the words "signal interrupted, connection failed" in the live broadcast room, the barrage directly exploded.

【? ? ? ? 】

[What's the situation, why is there no signal suddenly? 】

[In the ghost movies I watched before, when those things come out, the signal will be interrupted. 】

【Ah, ah, don't scare me, woo~】

[All the signals in the live broadcast room were interrupted at the same time, which is too scary, should something happen to Yingdi Qi and Sister Yan, right? 】

[Call the police, this is really no joke. 】

[That's a dead soul, what's the use of calling the police? 】

[There are so many metaphysicians at the scene, it will definitely be solved, it will be fine, pray, pray, pray. 】

……

The show scene.

Lin Xiyan turned around and ran upstairs. Before he reached the second floor, he heard the photographer behind him say 'Fuck', and then complained:

"Why is the live broadcast suddenly interrupted? There is no signal on the walkie-talkie or mobile phone, do you have it?"

The other cameraman's voice was trembling: "No...no, the director was still talking just now, and then...he lost his voice. What...what should I do?"

"Ah, I don't want to die!!!"

"Ms. Lin, what should I do, you should think of a way, I don't want to die here, woo woo~"

Two photographers stood on either side of Lin Xiyan, one on the left and the other on the right. Both of them were shaking, and the photographic equipment in their hands was shaking, and they might fall to the ground at any time.

Lin Xiyan pinched a finger on her left and right, and with a light flick of her right hand, a yellow talisman appeared in her palm.

While controlling the yellow talisman to hang in the air, she said lightly: "Just stand by my side. Hold the things in your hands. It's quite expensive, right?"

Two photographers: "..."

What time is it, are you still worried about our cameras?
Cameras are indeed expensive, but shouldn't life be more important?
Even so, with Lin Xiyan's reminder, the two still tried their best to control the camera equipment with both hands so as not to accidentally break it.

The signal was interrupted, and the live broadcast could not continue. According to regulations, they should record what happened on the spot first, and then broadcast it later.

However, because they were too nervous, neither of them could record the scene, so they gave up the recording by coincidence. The only thing they could do was to protect the equipment, and then followed Lin Xiyan, praying in their hearts that nothing would happen. Don't see those things that are scary.

Lin Xiyan controlled the yellow talisman to spin around in the air, then chanted a series of spells at the yellow talisman, and the yellow talisman spontaneously ignited.

When the yellow talisman was burned out and the ashes fell to the ground, in the field of vision that the two photographers couldn't see, there was a dense cloud of yin energy floating down the stairs from the third floor.

Those Yin Qi were like strands of black mist, floating towards Lin Xiyan at an extremely fast speed.

The two photographers couldn't see the yin, but they could clearly feel that the surrounding air suddenly dropped several degrees.

The two couldn't help tightening their collars: "It's so cold, why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Lin Xiyan didn't have time to answer them, she looked at the Yin Qi that was getting closer, and slowly mobilized the spiritual energy in her body.

The dense yin qi became heavier and heavier, and when the yin qi was only one meter away from Lin Xiyan, Feng Yinuo's anxious voice rang in his ears again.

Feng Yinuo: "..."

(End of this chapter)