Chapter 0027 – Shrine’s Fireworks Bloom (1 / 2)

Flowers if off the branch: this live room can not be reported, is more or less a bit of merit in the body.

I love my country: the anchor turned off the gift bounty, so it shouldn’t be eye candy.

Shredding: guys, don’t even report it, it’s a three point deal, wait and see.

The number of people in the live broadcast room had been growing like crazy, and it had already reached 2 million in this little while.

And the numbers are soaring.

Life Ru this: God’s toilet but layers of guards, can all-round live has shown that the anchor is by no means simple.

Self Real Bitterness: someone tried to set fire to it before, but at most it only burned a little bit of the outer siding.

I can only ever read the dialog: don’t talk nonsense upstairs, we just want to watch the fireworks.

There are many others who suspect that this live room is just claptrap, or just an eye-candy plot.

But the number of people on the live stream kept soaring, with tens of thousands entering almost every second.

Drunkenness: The people are here, you can start the fireworks.

The Pale of the Displaced Half: Hold your horses, everyone, there’s still two minutes to go.

The live streaming pop-ups were flying.

At exactly 3:00 a.m., the plane back home is already taxiing ……

“The show begins,” Shangguan Ruoxi said, and the three of them smiled at each other.

Boom!

The shrine’s main hall in front of the live camera exploded in flames, and the jet of flame looked like it was going to burst out of the screen, the

Many people watching the live broadcast were scared to hide behind them, the sense of the picture is too real, which can be a hundred times stronger than the computer special effects, as if they were there.

Everyone could clearly see a roaring fire at the location of the worship hall.

Immediately afterward, boom, boom, boom, each hall blasted one by one ……

An explosion rang out, and one explosion was like a blooming firework, brilliant and colorful.

Boom, boom, boom, the explosions were endless and dusty.

A red mushroom cloud rose dazzlingly into the sky.

Two minutes later, the original so-called Grand Shrine was like a ruin, standing out in the blazing firelight.

The tens of millions of people in the live broadcast room were as if they had instantly lost the ability to speak, and only after a long time did pop-ups slowly float out.

Burning the Harp: Crikey, crikey, crikey, crikey!!!!

Happiness is always out of stock: ness, a model for my generation.

Unfinished Continued: a ruin, ah, too good to be true.

God punishes the past: regardless of whether it is true or not, anyway, watching me excited, emotional.

Child looking up at the sky: good bombing, please accept my knee.

Black roses without thorns: the dreams of our grandparents come true?

Hedgehog: Please, Anchor, enjoy the worship of all our compatriots.

……

A pop-up screen was like a waterfall, directly spreading over the entire live broadcast room.

Everyone …… is shocked and stunned.

Little Meow Doesn’t Eat Fish: Please anchor turn on the reward function, I want to send gifts.

Roses: I’m giving them away too, it’s hard to express how excited I am at the moment.

Just coming of age at the moment: whoever the anchor is, the anchor is worthy of the temple.

Accompanied by tens of thousands of pop-ups, the screen suddenly displayed a few large, eye-catching words: [This live broadcast is over, may you all have good dreams].