President's black and white little angel

Then there was a high-definition water screen for the first live broadcast in front of him. Looking at this familiar screen, Yili still had a feeling, after all, he almost died.

"Good evening, everyone, netizens. Welcome to the Nightmare Live Broadcasting Room. I am still your anchor. You can call me Lord Li, hehe. Today I will bring you to another dream master's dream to see what happened in today's dream. What does it look like?" Yili was still sleepy, yawned, and checked the number of people by the way, there were forty or fifty.

20 years of professional anti-counterfeiting: "The anchor you are not dead, you are really lucky, but the anchor you are wearing a wig today? Such long hair, very fairy."

"The life of the anchor is greatly increased by one"

"Anchor fate plus two"

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"Anchor life greatly increases the population of the country"

"Huh? A wig?" Seeing the familiar ib comment, he reached out and touched his hair, and found that it was indeed quite long, probably reaching his waist. I have waist-length hair, how about marrying me.

"..." Yili.

Shaking his head violently, he drove the horrifying picture out of his mind.

However, he really didn't pay much attention to the hair problem. He only looked down when he saw the barrage, and then he realized that it wasn't just his hair problem. Slippery while clothes...

"System, what's going on?" Yili hurriedly asked the system, what's going on with this ancient costume?

"Didn't the host read the explanation of the live broadcast?! Clothes and hair accessories follow the scene in the dream, otherwise you can tell the difference of the host at a glance." The system explained.

It turned out to be like this. After the system explained it like this, he seemed to be a little impressed, but he passed it without paying attention at the time, but he didn't explain it, so the netizens thought it was a feature of the live broadcast room.

The big baby makes you very happy: "I'm holding back my words, I just want to ask the anchor, what kind of special effects do you have, our team needs it very much!"

Who am I and where am I: "What's new about the anchor this time? If it's good, I'll give you a reward."

"Am I the only one who notices that the host is wearing a Hanfu? Although the hair is not tied, it is even more fairy-like."

"I also found out, what kind of live broadcast is this? Not only is the anchor's appearance defying heaven, even his clothes are god-level pretending"

"Yes, yes, I can watch the anchor for a lifetime"

"My mother asked me why I hid under the quilt, and I told me that I was with my husband hehehe"

"Why can't I give a reward? I want to give this little brother a reward"

Yili didn't pay attention to the barrage later, so naturally he didn't notice that he missed his entire face in this live broadcast, but he probably didn't care too much, because he woke up from a dream after the live broadcast, and no one remembered anyone.

Because he didn't find anything dangerous, Yili occasionally looked at the screen in front of him. Some of them were familiar IDs, and most of them were newcomers. There were only less than 50 people at the end of the last live broadcast. Now he found a dozen or so familiar IDs. The name, how can there be such a coincidence.

"I'm not too clear about the question of rewards. I'll take a look when I have time. As for why the host is still alive, I can't answer you, because I don't know. Also, I did it randomly, and the danger must be Yes, and, let me repeat again, no special effects, no special effects, absolutely real, if I die while everyone sees it, I will really die." Yili explained that he was annoyed, but he could understand The thoughts of these people, because even he would not believe it unless he experienced it himself.

Just when Yili wanted to say something to netizens, something moved in the grass in the distance and made a slight sound, which should not be heard normally, but it was too quiet at this time.