Streamer, run! The devil is here to check on us again!

Bai Mu’s all-rounded live streaming system wanted to go with the technical stream, but his hands couldn’t keep up with his brain.

"Damn, he’s cooking directly in my mouth?”

"He seems to know everything, but also seems to know nothing."

"Sob, sob, sob, host, I really can’t eat anymore."

"Damn it, is this an illusion? Why did you directly insert rice into my mouth?”

"Streamer, run! The Demon King is here to check on us again!"

Bai Mu’s eyes turned cold. He quickly turned off the live broadcast of the dancing lady and calmly turned on the news broadcast.