At that moment, Nanfang Zhou Wen felt a chill rise in his balls.
Although he was standing in the safe zone, he was still in the resurrection spring.
But these Jiutian people around him all looked murderous, and they wanted to eat themselves alive.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Nanfang Zhou Wen took two steps back, a look of panic appearing in his eyes.
"This horse riding is a safe zone!"
"It's inside the Resurrection Fountain!"
"What else can you do on horseback?"
Nanfang Zhou Wen roared as hard as he could, trying to use higher decibels to embolden himself.
"I said."
Long Teng'ao curiously looked up and down at the naked Zhou Wen, then looked at Su Xin next to him.
"What did this guy in Kongcheng do to him? Why is he wearing nothing?"
"It's too much, Kongcheng."
After hearing Long Teng'ao's words, Nanfang Zhouwen quickly pulled out a few pieces of equipment from his bag and put them on so that they were not so eye-catching.
And Guilty is most curious now.
What method did Jiang Bai use to actually kill people in the safe zone?
"This is horrible!"
"This guy……"
Looking at the people in the dark for nine days, although I still felt vaguely that something was wrong.
But relying on the fact that he was in the resurrection spring, Nanfang Zhou Wen swallowed hard to calm himself down.
"What am I afraid of when riding a horse?"
"This riding horse is the resurrection spring water!"
"Resurrection Spring! No matter how many people there are, what will happen?"
Forcibly emboldening himself, Nanfang Zhou Wen still maintained his unruly appearance.
His eyes flashed across the faces of Wu Xing and others, and he smiled disdainfully.
"You don't know that this is the Resurrection Spring, right?"
"No way, right?"
"Don't you know that players in the Resurrection Spring are protected?"
"With all these people here in nine days, are you going to perform b-boxing with me? Hahaha..."
"Are you awesome around me?"
"I really can't get out of the spring water."
Facing Nanfang Zhou Wen's ridicule, Zunxin ignored it at all and turned to Long Tengao and asked.
"Are you ready for the live broadcast?"
"Ready."
Long Teng'ao nodded, and the public screen sent out the room link.
"The live broadcast room has been opened. Brothers, please come in and gain popularity."
"Of course, you can go too."
With that said, Long Teng Ao winked at Nanfang Zhou Wen.
"Studio?"
The corners of Southern Zhou Wen's eyes twitched fiercely.
Then open the link and enter the live broadcast page.
【Murderer? The old dream of the empty city started a live broadcast to kill civilian players! ! ! 】
I have to say that this title is quite attractive, and a lot of people came in as soon as the live broadcast room opened.
"Holy shit! The old dream of an empty city? The old dream of Yulongyin's empty city? What are you doing? Live broadcast of murder?"
"Is this person crazy? Now that the entire Yulongyin is hostile to him, he still wants to live broadcast murders?"
"It looks like he's in a safe zone. Why did he kill someone?"
"Who is Nanfang Zhou Wen? Why did Jiutian launch such a big battle to kill this person?"
In the live broadcast room, you were talking to each other, and everyone was making unclear guesses.
"Boss! Something big happened to the boss! Come to this live broadcast room quickly!"
In the middle of the night, Zhan Wushuang, who was woken up by someone, entered the live broadcast room very unhappy.
But when he saw Nanfang Zhou Wen standing in the resurrection spring, he instantly lost all sleep.
The pupils contracted suddenly.
"Mad, why is it him?"
"How did you find Zhou Wen in Empty City Old Dream?"
An uneasy feeling came over me.
After thinking for a moment and looking up at the title of the live broadcast room, Zhan Wushuang was even more confused.
"Is this in the safe zone or in the Resurrection Spring?"
"Is this old dream of an empty city crazy?"
Not only did Zhan Wushuang find it incredible, but even Nanfang Zhou Wen found it incomprehensible.
He glanced at the live broadcast room.
There was a hint of coldness in Nanfang Zhou Wen's eyes.
He spread his hands towards Wu Xing and others with a playful smile.
"I'm sorry, brothers, don't just look at me, beg to be killed, beg to be killed!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I understand, the old dream in the empty city is giving up on yourself!"
"Are you mad at me?"
"I just want to ask, how could he fuck me in the Resurrection Spring?"
"Please do it, old dream in the empty city!"
"This man is really asking for a beating!"
Long Tengao looked at Nanfang Zhou Wen, his teeth itching with anger.
"I can't do it, otherwise I will kill him a hundred times now!"
"Don't worry. Since Kongcheng has arranged it this way, it must be safe. Just wait and see the good show."
Although he didn’t know what methods Jiang Bai used, Bu Yi felt that with such a big battle today, Jiang Bai would definitely shock the world again.
The popularity in the live broadcast room exceeded one million in a short period of time.
After all, the four words "old dream in an empty city" currently represent traffic.
"Who is this Southern Zhou Wen?"
"Why did Gongcheng Yumeng want to fuck him?"
"It looks like I can't do this anymore, this is a safe zone!"
"Isn't this an old dream in an empty city nonsense?"
"What does this guy want to do?"
Zhan Wushuang stared at the live broadcast room, his mind full of confusion.
Just as everyone was talking about it, they looked confused.
Nanfang Zhou Wen was standing in the resurrection spring and dancing happily.
Just listen to a "swish" sound.
An arrow burning with flames pierced the sky and passed straight through the crowd with a sharp whistle.
Then it was nailed firmly into the center of Nanfang Zhou Wen's eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, a scene happened that could subvert everyone's worldview.
Just listen to the muffled sound of "Puff!!!"
When scarlet blood rose into the sky, Nanfang Zhou Wen's dancing figure came to an abrupt halt.
The moment a line of bright red numbers floated up from his head.
The whole world fell into complete silence.
"-138388!" (Critical hit)
This row of bright red numbers is like a huge hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.
The shocked person couldn't breathe.
In the live broadcast room with millions of people, there was not even a single barrage for a moment.
Zhan Wushuang stared at the live broadcast interface and forgot to blink for most of the day.
Even Long Teng Ao Xinxin and others who were whispering among each other were dumbfounded by this scene.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Nanfang Zhou Wen's blood tank which was instantly emptied.
No one understands what happened.
A seemingly ordinary arrow pierced through Nanfang Zhou Wen's eyebrows.
With a "bang", Nanfang Zhou Wen fell to the ground.
The live broadcast room, the scene, the whole world is directly fried!
“Holy shit!!!!”
"What's happening here????"
"I'm so tired! Isn't this a safe zone? Isn't it the resurrection spring of the main city of Yulongyin? Why is it allowed to kill people?"
"Is there any audience present? Call the audience and tell them what is going on!"
"I'm right at the scene, but I don't know what's going on even if I'm on horseback. This guy from Empty City Old Dream was shot to death with just one arrow! He was shot to death alive, brothers!!!"
"BUG! It's definitely a stuck BUG!!!"
"rub!!!"
After a moment of daze, Zhan Wushuang, who was half lying on the bed, stood up immediately.
Staring at the live broadcast interface, breathing heavily, his eyes were as wide as bells.
