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"Is this reasonable..."

The director of Tibetan fox and the master of horror stood there.

The snow accumulated for three days did not fall from the mountain like a normal avalanche.

Right in front of them, those snow seemed to be manipulated by some force, turning into countless extremely huge snowballs in the process of falling, rolling down quickly with a rumbling sound.

"Find concealment!"

Lin Muge was shocked, and quickly hid behind a tree aside.

"No! The avalanche will bury us in an instant!"

The horror master also shouted from behind the tree.

"Hey, this is not an avalanche, I just made an analogy."

"This is the snowman having a snowball fight with us!"

The huge snowball with a diameter of more than three meters slammed into the tree and exploded.

"What? Snowman?"

The Tibetan Fox Director squinted and asked.

"Yes! It's a kind of spirit in the snow. They have a natural affinity for snow and can control it."

A huge snowball flew past them.

Obviously it is an ordinary mountain climbing, hiding behind a tree and not daring to show up at all, the director of Tibetan fox felt abruptly that he had crossed onto the battlefield, facing something more terrifying than a rain of bullets.

"Very good, here we are!"

When the first wave of snowballs finally passed, Lin Muge rolled away from the shelter of the tree under the gaze of the director of Tibetan fox, and then quickly threw a small snowball with the size of a fist.

"Brothers, help me!"

He put the snowball on the ground, then took out the bottle of blood from his bag, and sprinkled it around like a goddess.

"This……"

Just as the horror master wanted to hide, he felt a gloomy chill rising from behind him.

Then the drop of blood that was about to splash on his face in the air stopped in the air abruptly as if the pause button had been pressed.

Then disappeared before his eyes.

"What the hell……"

Director Tibetan Fox also took a breath.

All the blood beads that were thrown out by Lin Mu Ge were abruptly still in the air, and then disappeared little by little.

Then, with the howling of the cloudy wind, the little snowball that Lin Muge had just placed on the ground gradually floated into the air.

With the gathering of countless snowflakes, this small snowball with the size of a fist continued to grow larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then flew forward like a cannonball.

""Snowball Fight""

"There are so many ghosts around here that we can't see..."

"It's kind of like the scene of a tin pencil on the ocean..."

"The iron pencil is saving them with fear and seeking spirituality, and the pigeon is using blood to buy spirituality and have a snowball fight together"

"This is playing with my life..."

"The pigeon pigeon's face is so excited, I have never seen a pigeon pigeon so happy before"

Rows of barrage flashed past.

Because the camera is not in the pocket of Lin Mupi's chest, it is also close to the first-person view.

Everyone in front of the screen also felt the excitement of countless huge snowballs flying by, and saw Lin Muge's snowballs flying out like cannonballs.

"Boom!"

Although there was nothing in front of him, Lin Muge's snowball made a dull sound as if it had been caught.

"Brother Liang, Master, this is the Snowman."

Lin Muge said excitedly.

"Amazing……"

Director Tibetan Fox took out his cell phone tremblingly.

Two hours have passed, and the green light in Master Horror's eyes has gradually dissipated.

Just tens of meters in front of them, the snow on the ground flew up, and the snowflakes in the sky gathered piece by piece.

These new and old snowflakes danced in the air to form a big fat snowman that could be more than four meters high.

"This is really a snowman..."

The master of horror finally came out from behind the tree.

He raised his neck, his Adam's apple rolled.

Originally, he thought the snowman would be that kind of pure human form, but the huge snowman in front of him is the kind of snowman that is normally piled up.

Two round balls, cute.

But there are two unicorn arms made up of snow, and Lin Muge just held the big snowball with a diameter of nearly two meters in his hand easily.

"Brother Liang, handsome, take a picture of us both."

Lin Muge came to the big snowman riding a sika deer sitting in snow, and then compared the arm of the unicorn with it to a scissor hand.

"Come on, I'll add another belly button to you."

He used his index finger to poke a small hole in the big snowman's belly.

"etc……"

"This deer..."

"Where did it come from!"

After the photo was taken, the director of Tibetan fox reacted.

"It's all the cuties around."

"There are so many small animals' wandering spirits on this mountain. I fed them blood just now, so now they belong to our camp."

Lin Muge pointed around and said.

"sky……"

Director Tibetan Fox and Master Horror turned their heads in surprise.

Behind them, there are also two sika deer against their ass.

On the side of the tree, there are little birds made of snow standing on it, and little squirrels with hairy tails sticking out their heads.

More than that, the snow on the ground and the falling snowflakes in the sky continue to form the appearance of various animals.

There are Siberian tigers, Siberian leopards, and silly roe deer.

Animals that were once predators and predators are now gathered together in the form of snow, standing beside Lin Mupi like elves.

"This is fake..."

Director Tibetan Fox sighed, shaking his head.

Such a beautiful, harmonious and slightly crazy scene...really unimaginable.

"I can see this scene tonight... It's really worth it..."

The horror master took off his gloves and tentatively touched the sika deer made of snow.

It was cold, but he felt a trace of warmth, a trace of soul warmth.

"What are you doing with taking screenshots! Hurry up!"

"It's so beautiful!!!"

"Pigeons! yyds!"

"I want to make a wallpaper!"

"I want to go snowball fight too!"

"I'm so grateful to have watched a live broadcast of pigeons in this life"

Under the pseudo first-person live broadcast of Lin Mupi riding on a sika deer, a photo similar to a family portrait appeared on the screen.

Master Lin Muge Terrorist and Director of Tibetan Fox stood among countless animals made of snow. Opposite them was a huge but cute snowman.

This fairy tale scene caused everyone in the live broadcast room to sigh.

"Why didn't I go with seniors!"

Yu Xinning at home went round and round with envy.

The little Shiyi in her arms also pouted.

Shi Er also wagged his tail and looked full of longing.

Even the top film special effects team couldn't make this scene.

The fairy tale world in the legendary ice and snow is nothing more than that...

"Be careful!"

Lin Muge exclaimed in the live broadcast.

The snowman in front rubbed a bigger snowball with Lin Mupi’s snowball, and then moved towards with a shot throw.

The entire unicorn arm even swelled in a circle visible to the naked eye.

"Run quickly!"

Lin Muge is also experienced, and immediately patted the buttocks of the sika deer under him.

It didn't take him to say anything more, the sika deer made of snow cocked its hoofs and ran away, passing the big snowball lightly and oddly.

But then, another snowball flew towards them.

"Don't! Good fellow!"

Lin Muge leaned down and turned his head, and the snowball rolled past his back.

"Come on! Brothers! Counterattack and counterattack!"

After riding on a sika deer for four or five consecutive snowballs, Lin Muge clapped his hands and shouted.

Then the big snow-white tiger roared, stepping on the snowflakes and rushing towards the snowman in front.

Although its shape is barely similar to that of the snowman's unicorn arm, its momentum is indomitable.

Other animals on the ground also rushed up without understanding.

Although the snowmen slapped one piece, even if they were crushed into snowflakes, they could still quickly regroup and stand up.

In a blink of an eye, the snowball fight just now turned into a melee fight in the snow.

Countless animals made of snow are besieging the snowman. Although they can hardly see their expressions, they can clearly feel their excitement.

"You go play too!"

Lin Muge rolled off the sika deer, and then looked at the director of Tibetan fox and the master of horror behind.

"Brother Liang, do you know the rules for snowball fights?"

He hung the camera on his chest on a tree beside it.

"Master, do you know?"

Seeing the director of Tibetan Fox shaking his head, he looked at the horror master who was aside.

"……have no idea."

"Very well, I'll give you some popular science here. There are no rules for snowball fights!"

"During the snowball fight, you have no teammates!"

"Don't trust anyone on the battlefield!"

"Everyone has fun together and rolls in the snow as much as possible. This is the charm of snowball fights!"

He looked at the camera and said loudly, then instantly fell down the director of Tibetan fox who had not yet reacted.

"Hahahaha, brother, you..."

"Boom!"

Lin Muge had just splashed some snow on the face of the Tibetan fox director, and before he got up, he was hit by a little snowman behind him.

"Eh, aren't you the one I piled up..."

"Boom!"

The little snowman he piled up at the foot of the mountain didn't say a word to him, so he threw a ball of snow on his face.

"Okay, don't run!"

Lin Muge took off his collar, rolled up his sleeves, and a hungry tiger pounced on it.

"Director, are you okay."

The horror master sighed and pulled the Tibetan Fox Director up.

Lin Mupi has been fully integrated in the front, and he is playing heads-up with a little wild boar, having a great time.

The big snowman that was besieged also began to split into countless little snowmen.

Except for Lin Muge, the entire battlefield was full of snow, and the scene was very chaotic.

"Director, we two..."

"Boom!"

Before the master of horror could finish speaking, the director of Tibetan fox who had just been picked up by him hugged him and crushed him in the snow.

"There are no friends on the battlefield!"

Director Tibetan Fox also tore off his collar, screamed like a release, and rushed into the chaotic battlefield ahead.

First he knocked over a squirrel, and helped the little wild boar to knock down Lin Mupi, and finally he was surrounded by two snowmen.

"……good……"

The horror master stood up and twisted his neck.

"Wuhu!"

He took a deep breath, and before he took the initiative to rush into the battlefield, he was hit by a flying snowball and fell into the snow again.

"This is too cool!"

"The master died before he became a master [dog head]"

"Southerners envy their real names..."

"Have you seen the director look like this?"

"The pigeon and pigeon are even happier than the last time they used spider silk as a trampoline in the big flying spider's nest!"

""Ru Mao Drinking Snow""

"Hahahaha that squirrel attacked the director!"

The camera that Lin Muge hung on the tree could perfectly capture the entire battlefield.

Everyone can feel the intensity of the station even if they just look at it like this.

"Good audience friends, hello! Welcome to the exciting snowball fight. I am your old friend, Haoyijun! Tonight, I will bring you a text commentary through barrage!"

"Alright!"

In the remote hut of Villa No. 11, Zhao Fanzhuo, who was enjoying a thousand-hand omni-directional massage, took a breath of air-conditioning, and then quickly put the barrage on top, and posted the message to Hao Yejun alone.

"Lin Muge is already so popular in the up master now..."

He skillfully pulled out the thousand hands that always wanted to get into his bed and didn't know what to do.

Although Hao Yejun has less than two million fans at Xiaopo Station, his marble commentary can be said to have created the "This can also be commented" column.

Unknowingly, in the circle of up owners, Lin Muge has already known experts of the same type like Director Tibetan Fox, and super-large up owners in the living area like Director Chao.

Even yesterday, there were up-hosts in gourmet areas such as lamb cuisine in the live broadcast room, and now there are good people to explain...

"Horrible..."

Zhao Fanzhuo turned over and hugged the computer and leaned against the bed.

He has studied the famous routes of many Internet celebrities and celebrities, and there has never been an account like Lin Muge that can achieve this level of an account with less than 100,000 fans in just a few months...

"Alright!"

"The front row sells melon seed beverage mineral water!"

"Listen to the commentary, listen to the commentary!"

"This snowball fight must be very wonderful to explain!"

"And it's a live commentary!"

"Good evening everyone, thanks to the real love fan and housekeeper for putting my barrage on top!"

Hao Yejun’s barrage appeared directly in the most conspicuous position of the improper screen.

Everyone is also very tacitly no longer posting any high-level color barrage.

"You can see that two of our three players have already joined the battlefield!"

"At present, what the camera shows is Lin Mupi who has taken off the outermost quilted jacket. He is wrestling with a snowman!"

"Okay! As everyone knows, this snowman has no legs, but Lin Mupi obviously has two legs. He has already used this advantage...eh?!"

"Our second player, Director Tibetan Fox, suddenly rushed out from the side to help Snowman knock down player Lin Mupi!"

"Very good sense of fighting smell and awareness of friend and friend, but unfortunately the director was thrown down by a sika deer. As the saying goes, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole cannot be taken lightly at any time!"

Hao Yejun's barrage popped up.

Through the speed of his barrage popping out, everyone can even imagine the sound of his commentary.

With the commentary, the whole snowball fight is even more exciting.

"Very good! Everyone sees our Lin Muge player took the initiative to walk to the director and stretched out his hand. He chose to repay his grievances with virtue! What a noble...no! This is Lin Muge's tactics!"

During the live broadcast, the Tibetan fox director Xie, who had just been pulled up by Lin Muge and still had an insecure foothold, was pushed into the snowdrift by Lin Muge before he could say anything.

"There are no teammates in the snowball fight!!!"

"While the two players in our battlefield are fighting each other, we turned our eyes to the third player, the master of horror, who may appear on the edge of the camera at any time."

"If I remember correctly, the master also wants to join the battlefield again and again, but every time he gets hit by a snowball or is completely pounced by a small animal, then the master we are thinking of is now..."

"He is telling stories to little animals!!!"

At the edge of the live broadcast, among the countless splashes of snow foam, the Master of Horror was surrounded by a bunch of rabbits, squirrels and silly roe deer.

And the master himself told them vividly...horror stories.

From time to time, I can hear the hearty laughs of Lin Muge and Director Tibetan Fox.

"Huh! Alright, alright..."

After nearly forty minutes of crazy play, Lin Muge patted the snow on his body and waved his hands at the seven or eight snowmen staring at him.

"I can't play anymore..."

The Tibetan Fox Director was lying in the snow, and the white tiger beside him was licking his face.

Despite the heavy snow, even though it was more than twenty degrees below zero, the two of them were already panting with sweat.

"No, I will lie down for a while."

Lin Muge took a sigh of relief, then hugged the two snowmen from left to right and fell into the snowdrift.

"It's been a long time since I played like this..."

"Yes……"

He and the Tibetan Fox Director sighed.

Even if he is engaged in a job he likes, the up master is also a freelancer, but it is too difficult to have such a carefree and crazy fun.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Lin Muge lay down for two minutes and then put on a cotton jacket and collar again.

Although the master did not directly participate in the battle, he was injured indirectly.

"I'm telling them a story~www.readwn.com~The master of horror took the little bunny on his neck.

In addition to him, there are still some peace-loving animals who did not participate in the battle.

"Come and take a photo! It's too early!"

After resting for a while, Lin Muge clapped his hands and said.

"Everyone, help us take a screenshot!"

He piled up another snowman and put the live camera on it, and then beckoned to the surrounding animals.

"Come master, Brother Liang."

Lin Muge knelt on one knee in the snow holding the little snowman he had piled at the foot of the mountain, beside him were the master of terror and the director of Tibetan fox.

In front of him are a bunch of white rabbits and squirrels, as well as some reptiles, and beside him are all the little snowmen split from the big snowman.

Behind him, various large animals also gathered together obediently.

At the end is the big snowman shrunk to more than two meters high.

There are countless little birds made of snow in the sky.

The clear moonlight shed, and snowflakes fell from the sky one by one. Although life and death are separated, whether it is the animal made of snow or the three Lin Mupi, there are happy smiles on their faces.

"Ling Ning! Take a picture for me!"

Lin Muge waved his hand at the camera.

"Hmm! What is this!"

Before he could compare the scissors hands, the big snowman behind him grabbed Lin Mupi and placed it on top of it.

"Director! Will you come up?"

Lin Muge was stunned for a while and shouted.

"No,

Director Tibetan Fox smiled.

"Then Ning Ning! Help me cut a picture!"

Lin Muge shouted at the camera.

"Received senior!"

Yu Xinning at home snapped several pictures in a row.

During the capture, Lin Muge's body was also covered with various snow-made birds.

A photo that is enough to make a wallpaper was born.