The woods crossed over. I woke up lying in a dilapidated fishing village, with thatched houses, coarse cloth, and wooden fishing boats. The air was ridiculously fresh. He touched the broken mobile phone he picked up in his pocket - the screen was shattered into a spider web, leaving only a lonely live broadcast APP.
Okay, let's make peace with it now. Lin Ye accepted his fate: This is just an ordinary ancient life. He must first go to sea to survive, and then find a way to return home.
So he went to sea, broadcast live, and chatted with the audience every day. The audience also cooperated very much, saying "The host's ancient-style set is really realistic" and "The prop crab is too big" every day.
Until one day, he held up his mobile phone and climbed to the high slope of the seaside, wanting to show the audience the distant mountain scenery.
In the camera lens, two immortals stepped on flying swords and floated past his eyes.
Lin Ye:? ? ?
Live broadcast room:? ? ? ? ?
It turns out that what he traveled through was not ancient times, but the world of cultivation.
