A peach tree made a fortune by escape game

Chapter 1

A recent Fright Night at Med School reality show video promoting the game has seen a spike in views.The lukewarm horror suspense escape game suddenly became famous, probably because of the game anchor Mo Pantao's amazing god-level deciphering method and suffocating showmanship.

Unlike other team members who were chased by ghosts and cried for their parents to find clues to survive, Mo Pantao put on a pretty face and ran all over the playground with the crap chased by ghost npcs. The exciting escape game forcefully played out dungeon mobs In terms of visual sense, it can be called a mudslide in the game live broadcasting world. The humanoid "Ghost Seeing Sorrow", because of his "escape" id, fans affectionately call him Tao Daddy.

Today, Papa Tao is still active in the live broadcast of the game, showing off his obscene profligacy that cannot be copied.

On the live broadcast screen, the sky was full of wild sand, and a dark wind filled with black mist was blowing.The screaming ghosts suddenly became quiet, and they receded like a tide to give way to a bright road.Their movements were in unison, and they were all paying attention.

Two people came running from far to near, the one behind was graceful and graceful, with dark eyes, standing out in the dark ruins.

"You, don't run away." The beautiful boy yelled fiercely.

There was a ghost staggering in front of him, he howled and dodged the young man behind him, as if he had met a natural enemy.This ghost king has a blue face, long fangs and a big stubble, and is nicknamed "Erwa". Now Erwa is running forward with two tufts of hair, and is chasing after a relentless Taoer.

The audience watching the live broadcast covered the screen with a series of "6666".

——Papa Peach, as beautiful as a flower.Still haunted by ghosts, playing mudslides.

——Peach is so cute, I recommend you, marry me!

——Erwa: Today, my father still wants to teach me how to be a man, so I just want to be a handsome ghost in peace, it's so difficult.

Mo Pantao ran three laps after the second child from the playground boy, his cheeks were flushed when he ran, and the storm was wronged: "Don't run, let me do the elementary task!"

At the same time, a team of six people live-broadcasted the escape game on the official website. When Dad Tao almost chased Erwa out of the sky, the other team members were in danger and failed to escape within a few minutes. They knelt one after another after the fierce ghost rioted.A line of golden characters suddenly appeared on the screen.

[System] Congratulations to the player Tao Zhiyao, who finally ushered in the dawn and became the only survivor after struggling to survive.

Mo Pantao, a hard-working novice anchor who didn't even complete the elementary tasks, stood out from a group of veterans who had done three, four, five, and six levels and became the champion.In the live broadcast room of the official website of the third edition, "6666" was displayed in a row, and the barrage was overwhelming, and the mountains and rivers were swallowed up.

——God is so hard to survive, Dad is Taoer at the top of the food chain!

——Papa Tao is still strong today!Your dad is still your dad!The King of Ghosts, an unfilial son, still doesn't kneel down!

The promotion of holographic games only needs to show the delicate game screen, shocking BGM, experience stimulation, and attract players to achieve the effect.When making a long commercial for a live broadcast of a reality show, I would choose a well-known internet celebrity anchor. The reason why I chose Mo Pantao was mainly because of his good looks.However, after watching the latest live promotion, the director had several heart attacks.

Quitting the live broadcast of the holographic online game, Pantao got up from the game cabin, and heard that the live broadcast director was looking for him.

In the office, the director frowned angrily: "Aren't you good at crying?"

"I'm sorry." Mo Pantao drooped his head like a quail, and put his hands together, overlapping each other uneasily.

Mo Pantao was aggrieved by the storm, he was able to ward off evil in his own body, and it was normal for him to be feared by the ghosts of the underworld.

"Huh, this is the last time." The director's eyes widened with anger, and he said sadly: "Mo Pantao, I don't care how good you are, if you can't do it well, then get the hell out of me! You hug your thighs at the beginning of this game Cry for me!" Just enough to make the game scary.

Not fired!Mo Pantao obediently agreed, nodded like a chicken eating rice, and a pair of black cat pupils suddenly widened, overflowing with faint surprise.

"Can I just hug and cry?" The long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

The director frowned and nodded, despairing of this little wonder.

"I will work hard, thank you director." Mo Pantao stood up and bent over.

The director lit a cigarette in annoyance: "Go out, I'm annoyed when I see you now, prepare yourself, and do it again tomorrow."

Mo Pantao, who left the office, gradually clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.He took out a photo from his pocket, bent his shiny eyes, and gently stroked the woman in the photo who was leaning on a young sapling. His tone was as soft as a coquettish voice: "Mom, I will make a lot of money."

Touching the shriveled wallet, Mo Pantao patted his cheek hard to cheer up, making his chubby face look like a ripe apple, flushed.He was a ten-thousand-year-old flat peach tree that became a spirit. I don't remember how it fell into the mortal world.But in order to see my mother as soon as possible, I have to work hard to save a small coffers.

In a low-key and luxurious palace, a handsome, heroic straight black man was sitting in front of his chest, staring at the screen with a cold aura all over his body.

Mingshen who was standing beside him took a peek, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.His Majesty was watching the live broadcast again. His Majesty, who seemed to be facing a three-world war, quickly typed a line of words with his fingers. After seeing the colored message clearly, he turned his head with a horrible expression.

Glancing at the colorful barrage, His Majesty Emperor Yuan was satisfied, and the low air pressure all over his body was finally like a spring breeze——Peach is cute, think about it.

Emperor Yuan: "Are you ready?"

Underworld God lowered his eyes: "Yes, Your Majesty, the enchantment has been built and can start at any time."

For the fourth live broadcast of the game promotion, Mo Pantao puffed up his face and secretly decided to appear on the stage, so he hugged the ghost's thigh and cried hard.

The location at the beginning of the game is random. Players will face a little ghost alone to adapt to the game. It's unlucky to say that the first three random ones are all boss ghosts. When they see him, they will turn around and run away with a "ghost face".If you can't get important clues from the first little ghost, you don't want to continue to do the task, so when the other anchors are trying to survive, he runs after the ghost boss.

Director: "Start."

"Medical School Horror Night" is launching a promotional reality show again. With the previous funny video, more people come to watch Papa Tao's ghost abuse.Mo Pantao has attracted a group of fans because of his unique personal style in the game. He calls himself 'Peach' and built a peach blossom garden.

At the beginning of the picture, a cloud of sand and dust blurred the world into a yellowish darkness. This is a rather empty playground.

The face cut by the strong wind and gravel was painful, Mo Pantao covered his face, and tried to open his eyes, the shadow was vague, and he really made him see a black figure.

——Ding dong, the third baby made a gorgeous appearance, waiting for her father to slap her in the face.

Fans are full of trust in Mo Pantao, they firmly believe that no ghost can escape the fear of being dominated by his father.

Remembering the director's words, Mo Pantao's cat pupils lit up, and while he was brewing to cry, he rushed towards him like a small cannonball.He hugged the man tightly, and under the gray light, a pair of black pupils overflowed with mist in an instant.I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry!

His penny is coming!Mo Pantao's teary eyes were full of excitement, and he was about to shed tears of happiness.

——The strong man locks the male, and welcomes the male.

——Dad is frantically probing on the verge of crying! [Laughing and crying] [flower] [flower]

——It’s so sad, my Tao dad finally embraced the clues of the primary mission, just don’t be cowardly, just spread flowers~

However, the ghost three baby that fans expected to be taught to be a man did not appear. Instead, they witnessed Mo Pantao's change of face with their own eyes.

The little face that was about to cry was forced to touch the porcelain a second ago, and Mo Pantao suddenly paused, and Mo Pantao let out a light and shallow "Huh", his face was immediately filled with shock and dullness, and finally tilted his head in self-doubt ——This kind of touch is not quite right.

Mo Pantao's three consecutive facial expressions "I'm so excited to hug you" "No, how could I hug a ghost?" "Ghosts have no entity, am I hallucinating?" The content is rich and coherent, from excitement to suspicion When it comes to the ignorant process, it is completely unpretentious expression pack.

After confirming that it was a solid touch, the two blushes on his face disappeared from the excitement, and he really wanted to cry right now.

He seemed to be wrong.

The light of happiness in his mind disappeared, and Xiaoqianqian flapped his wings away from him.He has brushed this game four times, and the first one he sees must be a ghost.

Mo Pantao blinked, hugged again in disbelief, and hugged again.

Looking at the pair of long, dark eyes with no trace of light, his eyes were wet and his cheeks were puffed up: "You shouldn't be a human being."

Mo Pantao's dazed and at a loss "one, two, three, four, do it again" attracted an army of barrage, and a large "233333" completely submerged the screen.The peaches laughed so hard that they were just about to send their stupid and cute idol the best little red flower for touching porcelain, which is definitely the essence of drama.

——Checked the eyes, this is not the ghost I want.

——It’s not Tao who’s wrong, it’s this world, so you should be a ghost!Apologize to Dad quickly!

——Is the hero of the horror game so handsome now?Erwa expressed dissatisfaction.

A strange color flashed across the deep pupils of the embraced person, and a icy and menacing aura lingered all over his body, like a block of ice that had condensed for thousands of years.

The femininity will be burned when touched by peach wood, even if he is cold, Mo Pantao is sure that he is not a ghost at all.

If there is a big oolong, then he will not cry anymore.

Thinking of Xiaoqian Qian's 'chicken and egg', Mo Pantao was aggrieved by the storm, and his eyes blinked with tears of accusation.

A cold finger brushed against the corner of his reddened eyes, and the handsome man in black robe lowered his head, his voice was hoarse and low: "I am human."

——Oops, it's the feeling of myocardial infarction.

——Learn about Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, hahaha.

Not to mention the audience of the live broadcast, the director really needs a quick relief pill.He was trembling with anger, his heart was full after eating this peach.He said that making Mo Pantao hug his thigh and cry was a solo crying scene where he curled up, who the hell told him to hug someone else's thigh at the beginning!

"Elm head, elm head!" In a way, he had the truth.

"Cut the screen!" The director's face turned black, and he will not tolerate this time.

"Can't cut it! The live broadcast is out of control, and all the other anchors are offline!" the programmer screamed in horror.

Director: "What?!"

On the live broadcast screen, the sandstorm suddenly disappeared, and the suet ground was very clean, leaving no clues, as if everything before was an illusion.

Rubbing her chubby face, Pantao had no time to mourn the loss of Xiaoqianqian.

It's not a kid, he has to think of a way.

He looked around and found that this was an empty school, but it was definitely not the game environment he was familiar with. "Fright Night at the Medical School" did not have such a delicate and realistic picture at all, and he had the illusion of traveling through time and space.Mo Pantao blinked his black pupils, confused: "Where is this?"

The man in black robe didn't see any waves on his face: "I don't know."

Taking a peek at the air-conditioned man, Mo Pantao wanted to fight again: "Are you really human?"

"Yes." The black-robed man looked solemn, and spoke clearly and forcefully.

——Papa Peach: You shouldn’t be human.jpg

——My father was wronged, but my father didn't say anything.

——The picture is powerful and excellent, I will give you 99 points.

——The game environment is improving by leaps and bounds, please give me a like to show encouragement, (〃'▽'〃)~

The viewers who watched the live broadcast didn't know why, so they kept watching the "mudslide in the game" in a happy mood, and sent a barrage to entertain themselves.

But the director exploded on the spot, and his mentality completely collapsed.

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