Crazy, you call this a new ghost hunter

"People are deader than others. He has been on the seventh floor of the psychic realm for three days. I have been stuck on the seventh floor for almost ten years."

……

In the studio, the live broadcast guests saw Fang Yu advance.

The heart was pounding with excitement.

Different from video playback.

This time they saw with their own eyes that Fang Yu advanced to the seventh floor of the psychic realm in half an hour.

The futon!

The futon! !

It is simply an artifact! !

Everyone was short of breath, eager to jump into the screen and grab the futon directly.

After the promotion, Fang Yu washed and went to bed.

The live broadcast guests left the live broadcast room one after another and came to the meeting room.

"I believe everyone has seen the magic of that futon with their own eyes."

"What do you think?"

Yi Feng looked around at the people in the conference room and asked.

"Director Yi, your video call belongs to the eight adults."

At this time, a person ran in from the door and said out of breath.

"Connect the phone to the screen in the conference room." Yi Feng said.

The man nodded, turned and ran out.

Not long after, a figure wearing a pure white mask and a black cloak appeared on the screen in the conference room.

Everyone present stood up and bowed deeply to this person.

"Everyone sit down." The masked man used a voice changer, his voice was low and hoarse, and he couldn't hear the original voice.

The masked man waved his hand, and everyone sat down.

"On behalf of the eight adults, I would like to convey their opinions."

"Since Fang Yu has no sect now, who can draw Fang Yu to his own sect, which sect will the futon naturally belong to?"

"If you have any questions, you can ask them now."

Elder Dazhi raised his hand, and the masked man nodded.

"This season of the program will take a month, and we will face all kinds of weird things every day. If something happens to Fang Yu during this period, who will be the futon?"

Elder Dazhi stood up and asked.

"It doesn't matter if there is an accident. Which sect he agreed to, the futon is considered to belong to that sect, and other sects cannot snatch it."

"If he didn't join any sect before his accident. Then you can fight each other freely. Whoever conquers the other sect will get the futon."

The masked man spoke.

"What if Fang Yu didn't agree to us, and there was no accident?" Sanbao Daoist asked suddenly.

"Hehe, he will definitely have an accident." The masked man's voice suddenly became cold, and he sneered twice.

All the guests in the conference room shivered unanimously.

"What method do the eight adults allow us to use to win over?" Elder Dazhi boldly continued to ask.

"After a while, we will cut off all live broadcast signals and announce maintenance."

"At that point, you can use the mic on the drone."

"Explain the situation to the players of your own sect, and ask the disciples of the sect to win over Fang Yu."

Yi Feng said from the side.

"That's right, you don't need to come forward and let players from your own sect come to win you over."

The masked man nodded, approving Yi Feng's words.

"I disagree! Our Bipolar Valley contestant just had a conflict with Fang Yu a few days ago."

"If you ask him to win over Fang Yu now, Fang Yu will definitely not agree."

"This plan is not fair, and I ask to see an adult."

An elder from Bipolar Valley stood up immediately.

"Just because you are worthy to meet an adult?" the masked man smiled coldly. "Can you represent Bipolar Valley's opinion?"

"I represent myself. Everyone knows how important that futon is. It's not fair for the contestants to win over Fang Yu."

The elder of Bipolar Valley looked at the masked man and said.

"I'm not discussing with you now, this is an order. Let me ask you again, do you agree or not?" The masked man showed a murderous look in his eyes.

"I don't agree!" The elder of Bipolar Valley blushed and said with a stiff neck.

The masked man sneered a few times, opened his palms, and squeezed hard towards the camera.

In the meeting room, the elders of Bipolar Valley stared wide-eyed.

The body seemed to be grasped out of thin air by an invisible big hand.

No matter how he struggled, he still couldn't push away this invisible force.

His face turned red in an instant, and blood flowed out from the seven orifices.

"My brother was confused at the moment!! My lord, spare me!!" Another elder from Shuangji Valley fell to his knees with a plop.

Bang, bang, kowtow several times.

"I gave him a chance just now." A sneer appeared on the corner of the masked man's mouth.

The palm squeezed hard.

Chapter 52 Winning over that elder's body exploded like a balloon.

Blood and viscera were strewn all over the floor.

The two eyeballs rolled out several meters on the ground, drawing out two long blood lines.

The elder who was close was directly splashed with dirty blood.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire meeting room.

A few elders with poor endurance, seeing this scene, immediately spit it out.

"Who still has questions to ask now?" The masked man clapped his hands lightly and said coldly.

Facing the bloody internal organs that filled the room, everyone was so frightened that their heads were sweating, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Go back and prepare. After 5 minutes, cut off the live broadcast signal."

Yi Feng said from the side.

Everyone hurriedly escaped from this hellish meeting room and returned to the live broadcast room.

This time, the live broadcast guests of the same sect stayed in the live broadcast room of their own sect disciples.

After waiting for the video to be cut off, talk to your disciples.

"Dear netizens, the UAV live broadcast system is about to be upgraded, the upgrade time is 10 minutes, please enter the live broadcast room later, thank you for your understanding and support..."

……

The system announcement was refreshed three times in a row.

"System upgrade? Never seen it before."

"It's the first time I've seen you."

"After so many seasons of Ghost Town Adventure, this is the first system upgrade."

"There are so many strange things today. First, all the guests are in Fang Yu's live broadcast room, and then there is a system upgrade."

……

The water friends in the live broadcast room talked a lot and were a little confused.

After a while, the live broadcast screen was interrupted.

"The live broadcast system has been shut down, now you can contact the disciples of your sect, you only have 10 minutes."

Yi Feng's voice came from the earphones.

The elders didn't dare to neglect, and quickly pressed the red button on the table to connect to the microphone on the drone.

It's near midnight now.

Most of the contestants were still awake, and they were startled by the sudden sound from the drone.

Talk time is only 10 minute.

The elders hurriedly conveyed their intention to win over Fang Yu in a concise and concise manner.

After the call ended, all the disciples lay on the bed, each with their own plans in mind.

"It seems that Fang Yu from the Shimen regards it very seriously. If he joins the Chongxiao Sect, it will inevitably take away my resources."

"But my every move is broadcast live. It's really difficult to play tricks."

"I have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds, so that I can deal with Shimen without being robbed of resources by him."

Qi Zhen rubbed his temples and frowned.

"If Fang Yu joins Fushui Pavilion, then I will be his senior sister, and I can justifiably ask him for meat!"

In another room, Su Qiqi's eyes lit up with excitement, thinking about how to transfer Fang Yu's stock into her stomach.

"It took only two days to advance to the sixth level of the psychic realm, and he was named and recruited by the teacher. This Fang Yu is really mysterious."

Luo Yixue picked up the phone and clicked on Fang Yu's profile picture.

"Isn't it the sixth floor of the psychic realm? When did it become the seventh floor!"

Luo Yixue was shocked.

The cultivation base under Fang Yu's profile picture has been updated to the seventh floor of the psychic realm by the program team in real time.

"It took me half a year to advance to the seventh floor of the psychic realm...but it only took him one day..."

Feeling disappointed, Luo Yixue reached out and picked up a can of soda water from the table absent-mindedly.

After opening it, I took two sips and found that the taste was not right.

Taking a closer look, it was the can of beer left from last night.

The can of soda you want to drink is on the other side of the table.

I had been thinking about something just now, but I didn't notice it.

"broken……"

Luo Yixue's small face turned red visible to the naked eye, and then her head began to feel dizzy.

However, this time drinking, I feel that the beer is not so bad.

I tried to take another sip, and it was indeed much better than before.

Luo Yixue blushed and drank the rest of the beer.

"Sister Xue fell in love with drinking beer?"

"One can yesterday, another can today, there will be no alcohol addiction."

"Drinking, you are big. These are two cans, not two barrels. Where is the drinking?"

"Sister Xue blushed so cute after drinking."

……

Early the next morning.