Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Ghost Building, a Light Song in the Middle of the Night (6)

The big boss was suddenly abused by the gods, and it was not practical at all, okay? What we want to see are exciting fight scenes!

The words are earnest and well-organized, and Yang Xiaoding is speechless with shame. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is no way, Yang Xiaoding had to repeatedly promise that the next plot will definitely be exciting and thrilling, and the loss of the BUG will not appear again, so fans stopped language education.

Yang Xiaoding, who breathed a sigh of relief, continued to start his live broadcast, there was nothing to say in this room, Yang Xiaoding moved his steps, wanting to go to the opposite room to have a look.

Who knew this move, but his body staggered, and he almost fell into the mud, only then did he realize that his legs were weak and he had no strength at all, Yang Xiaoding couldn't help complaining, his grandmother's, when will this problem of weak legs when he is scared will be cured, it is simply a big hole on his starry live broadcast road.

Trying to take a few deep breaths, relax his body, and the sensation of his legs recovered little by little, Yang Xiaoding went to the opposite room as planned.

In the same way, the wooden door was kicked open, and under the light of the flashlight, the scene inside was unobstructed, probably for washing and bathing, and a wooden barrel was placed in the center of the room.

It's like the wooden barrel that women often use when taking a bath in costume TV dramas, and in addition to that, there is a wooden shelf, and the things on it are so rotten that it is impossible to tell what it is.

Yang Xiaoding became interested in the wooden barrel in the room, and walked over with great interest to have a look. Emma, this is something that ancient beauties used to take a bath, and I have to increase my knowledge, I don't know if there are any petals or anything like that left in it.

As the saying goes, lewd men will be unlucky, no, our Yang Xiaoding anchor is tragic again, he leaned in front of the barrel and leaned his body to look inside.

This look scared him half to death, his face turned white, and the fans were still a little inexplicable when they saw his appearance, but when the water moon mirror presented the contents of the barrel in front of everyone's eyes, they understood Yang Xiaoding's mood.

The barrel contained half a barrel of bright red blood, and it was still bubbling and bubbling, and those bubbles slowly condensed together into a sentence.

"You killed my son, I want you to pay for your life"

The handwriting was crooked, but it was full of cold air and endless resentment, and he poured two basins of water on Yang Xiaoding's heart that had warmed up just now, making him feel that his next journey must be thrilling and abnormal.

The blood word only stayed for a minute and disappeared, along with the contents of the barrel, Yang Xiaoding exhaled heavily, although he was frightened, but at least it was safe for the time being.

But fans don't think so, they can't wait for any bloody plots and plots, so they start educating Yang Xiaoding one by one.

"If I'm the anchor, I'll reply immediately, there's something wrong with you!"

"The female ghost has a revenge on the gods, and it's very interesting to hear it."

"O poor man in the endless darkness, why bother to kill yourself."

"Fight with the anchor, and you'll get a bento in a second."

"It's a pity it's not you, accompany me to the end."

"Ahh

"Damn, the fans in the live broadcast room next door have soared to 600,000, and if the anchor doesn't work hard, he will be abused!"

"Why are you mentioning that sissy, bothered!"

"Raise the prestige of our country, you can't lose!"

“666666666666”

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Speaking of increasing fans, let's take a look at Kim Sung-hyuk's live broadcast room, after singing the lyrics, he taught fans a few simple Korean words, and then pulled open a black cloth behind the seat.

As a result, a small high platform with a shallow layer of water appeared in front of the fans and girls.

The cool and fast-paced music sounded at the right time, and Kim Sung-hyuk's eyes suddenly changed with the music, hazy and charming, firmly attracting people's eyes.

Then, he took off his shoes, followed the rhythm of the music, stepped into the high platform, and fell down on his knees, his head raised high, his eyes slightly closed, and then slowly stood up, swaying from side to side, dancing to the music.

From time to time, he poured water on himself, and soon his white shirt was soaked with water, clinging to his skin, and his eight-pack abs and chest and forehead were looming, showing his perfect figure in front of everyone.

The comment area boiled again, and the girls said that it was too sexy, too charming, this face, this body, it was just a crazy rhythm.

At the same time, all kinds of rewards came one after another, and the number of people in the live broadcast room also increased a lot in an instant.

At the end of the song, the house applauded.

As for the occasional sissy, fake man, and other bad words, they were instantly drowned in the praise of the sisters.

After the jump, Jin Shenghe was also a little embarrassed, took the bath towel handed over by the manager on the side, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my clothes are wet, I have to go down first to change the following, please wait for me for a few minutes." ”

"Go quickly, don't catch a cold."

"My saint Chichi is simply handsome."

"For you, I am willing to die!"

"Be sure to take care of yourself."

"Always support you!"

"Rub, a bunch of brainless brains!"

"Nima, who are you talking about upstairs, come out and fight alone!"

"You don't know how hard he's working."

"If you're well, it's a sunny day."

"Momoda~~"

"Kim Sung-hyuk, I want to sleep with you!!!"

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Seeing that the fans were very satisfied with their performance, Kim Sung-hyuk was relieved. Turning around and going to the cubicle to change clothes, the weather has been very cold lately, and he was not going to perform this dance, but in order to win the competition, he had to give up everything.

Now it seems that his decision is still right, and the effect is really amazing at this moment, and even the manager has a satisfied smile on his face.

Besides, after Yang Xiaoding walked out of the room, he came to the entrance of the building, and now only the third floor has not been there, and the female ghost must also live on the third floor.

Therefore, the pace of progress must not stop, even if it is afraid, and if you always make excuses for yourself, you will never succeed.

The righteousness in my heart is awe-inspiring, but the steps are heavier and heavier each time, and I go up the stairs with the mood of going to the grave.

At the exit of the stairs is an attic and the only room on the third floor, which means that this is the place where the battle to the death takes place.

Yang Xiaoding raised his head and carefully watched the style of the attic.

Like the first and second floors, it is a dilapidated and dusty appearance, perhaps because it is hidden in the innermost, but it is much better preserved than other rooms.

Yang Xiaoding clenched the machete in his hand, stretched out a foot and slammed open the door of the attic. (To be continued.) )