Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 111: The smell of garbage burning

"Live Wilderness Adventure (

Bi Fang opened his backpack, replaced the mud-stained windbreaker, shook off the sand, and put on the jacket again to resist the cold wind.

The drone flew high, and the barrage frequency suddenly dropped.

Wang Yongbo in the backstage is unclear. So, it is 8 o'clock in the evening, which should be the time when the user is active. How can the activity decrease so much during the hurry?

But when he saw the footage from the live broadcast room, he was stunned.

Under the night sky.

Bi Fang walked on the cold sand, with the Milky Way across the sky above his head, and the black shadows moved on the earth, which were clouds blocking the moonlight.

The wind sang in a low voice, like ancient Xuan's song, like the totem text on the ancient stone pillar, inscribed there long before the world was born.

That is the language used by the **** of nature to create this world and sing alone.

He is everywhere, moving sand dunes, wind-eroded giant rocks, lowly telling his story.

The world is vast, and the audience finds themselves unable to distinguish where the wind is coming from. It is everywhere in the southeast and northwest, as if countless people from all directions are blowing away Taoxun and singing ancient Xuan's songs.

The cloud broke through the moon, and a round of perfection hung in the sky, and the starry sky was also revealed. The sky was full of clear light, and the vast sea of ​​sand, each grain of fine sand reflected the cold light of the stars and the moon.

The vast desert...Iliham lived in the desert, but it was the first time he felt that the desert was so...so great, and he couldn't help being in awe.

so beautiful.

Countless people were poor in words, they couldn't find any words to describe such a scene, and tacitly stopped sending barrage.

At this moment, their thoughts were unified and their souls throbbed.

This kind of spiritual clarity became more obvious when there were no fools who were asking for gifts on the side.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Bi Fang guessed something and said what everyone was saying. He stopped, and the drone shot the entire desert and the starry sky 360 degrees.

The beauty that can attract you is the fall that you don't know.

This is really true.

A beam of light that pierces the night, a green seed in the soil, a flower with a fragrant fragrance, a lazy cloud, a line of poems that hit the soul, a breathtaking painting, a sincere poem Moving song.

A vast expanse of starry sky and desert.

[Suddenly I want to go to the wilderness to survive, but what should I do if I am not strong enough? Wait online, hurry! 】

[Go, I’ll sit at your wife’s table, don’t worry]

[One screensaver, open the forest! 】

[It feels like I have been traveling in white travel for so many years, I shouldn't go to the city, I should go to this kind of forest and desert! 】

[Me too, going to other cities is completely the same, and crowded with people. 】

[Look at Lao Fang’s live broadcast room, the soul is washed away, God, I am guilty, I shouldn’t be so handsome]

[Some people say I'm handsome, I thought about it all night, who on earth leaked the wind? 】

As Bi Fang’s fans grew older and the audience became more and more familiar with him, many people’s titles began to change.

From the first anchor, to Fang Shen, to the old Fang, which many people call now, this can be reflected.

This is a good thing. In fact, Bi Fang also thinks that this is a bad name, but many people eat this set. After all, being unique means making people curious, curiosity brings clicks, and clicks bring traffic.

Even if the soil is unique.

Without Du Chuan's mouse shit, the popularity of Bi Fang's live broadcast room began to rebound rapidly. As early as in the quicksand, it had already formed a hot spot, and the number of viewers directly exceeded 150,000.

How inactive and depressing Bi Fang was before, but now Du Chuan and others are as miserable as they are so exciting.

At the moment Du Chuan and others were trapped in the quicksand, the water friends climaxed, and they were too excited.

The gift traffic has directly reached the top of the list of gifts on Langya TV!

No one can beat it!

Coupled with the fact that Bi Fang’s live broadcast time is different from before, eight or nine o'clock is just the beginning of people’s nightlife.

Aquamates are also very active, their popularity has grown like a rocket, and the gifts have never stopped. Even if Bi Fang sneezes, some people give gifts that they are very technical, and they envy others.

Under this circumstance, the popularity soon climbed to five million, a veritable anchor!

Countless are the little anchors with red eyes and envy.

Judging from Bi Fang's live broadcast experience, this is almost one level of one broadcast. Up to now, a triple jump has been achieved.

Next time?

Is the position of Brother Langya so stable?

Mo Xiaoxian looked at the rapidly rising Bi Fang and couldn't help showing a wry smile. He could not decide who would sit on the throne of this brother.

Maybe not two more times, he will give him a hand.

It's totally incomparable.

This is the general trend, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that if you dare to touch porcelain Bifang now, who is going to touch and who will die!

Bi Fang is already the uncrowned king of Langya live broadcast!

On the other side, the drone is still flying in the night sky.

At the strong request of the audience, the drone flew high and filmed for a full ten minutes before returning to Bi Fang and continuing the live broadcast.

After coughing twice, Bi Fang began to elaborate on the next goal.

"During the day in the desert, the heat and lack of water will quickly reduce your physical fitness, so I chose to go forward at night. Because of the specific heat capacity of sand, in the desert, the temperature at night is significantly lower, and it can even be called cold, so I changed I got on the jacket~www.readwn.com~ The temperature now is probably..."

Bi Fang brought the topic back, but at this moment he suddenly sniffed, slightly puzzled.

"Strange, where is the burnt smell? What is burning?"

The taste in the desert is very monotonous, it is a very ordinary bitter taste, but this kind of burnt smell has suddenly become richer just now, there is a kind of smell of garbage being burnt intensively.

This reminded him of the time when the corpse was burned not long ago. The taste was not as complicated as this, but it was somewhat similar.

【? ? ? Burnt smell? 】

[Is anyone here? Or is there a fire nearby? 】

The audience in the live broadcast room can only watch and listen, but cannot smell. There is no unique feeling at the moment, but some other barrage content has caught Bi Fang's attention.

[By the way, how come Lord Lin and Lord Mu are gone]

[And that high school student too? 】

[Yes, I don’t know if you don’t tell me. 】

[Is it true that Lao Fang would rather die than surrender under the power, and the bigwigs dare not be interested? 】

[I would rather die than surrender? It's kind of interesting, let's elaborate! 】

Seeing the barrage, Bi realized that Yao Jun and Lin Chang seemed to have never played again since just now.

It stands to reason that, after driving away Du Chuan, shouldn't they start using the spacecraft to brighten their own dog's eyes?

Why is it gone?

But after thinking about it, Bi Fang was relieved again.

"After all, they are big bosses and students in real life, how can they always watch the live broadcast? It's normal to be away for a while."

It's strange to be soaked in his live broadcast room every day.

So Bi Fang didn't think much about it, and being so interrupted by netizens, he also forgot about the burnt smell. Anyway, this is a desert and there will be no forest fires.

It doesn't matter, maybe it's just some **** burning?

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