It is no problem to accommodate at least tens of thousands of ghosts. There are only balls of flames that are fixed on pillars or floating in the air. With these lights, fans can see the layout in the hall clearly.

I saw hundreds of dining tables spread out in the shape of a ghost and a table in a circular step shape, floating in the air. There was also a large round table at the center of the circular dining table.

There is a road next to the round platform that leads directly to the highest seat in the entire hall. At this time, wine pots, dishes and delicacies are placed on the dining table.

There were even many ghost messengers sitting on the dining table. What were they talking and tasting together? I didn’t hear it very clearly in the live broadcast room.

However, the whole scene was grand and had a husky style. The fans in the live broadcast room watched it for a while before they remembered that the keyboard was still in their hands.

"Why! Why are you taking a screenshot? Stay there! This is the legendary meson space, so I can only watch it. This is not enough to take a screenshot!"

"Why do I think this picture is a bit weird? Is this the so-called annual meeting of the underworld? It's indeed enough for the underworld!"

"The real picture of the underworld is here. Dear novel directors, you need to find inspiration at a high speed! If you miss this village, you won't know when next time."

"Haha, I'm already looking forward to it now. Brothers, I'm all restless!" The keyboard pounded in the hands of the fans, his eyes lit up, and he was very excited.

Not only did I see this grand scene, but also because of the upcoming annual meeting. Think about it, there are so many ghost messengers gathering together, there are such a big scene and so many delicious foods.

But what do we need to do at this annual meeting in the underworld? Could it be that the big guys eat, drink, chat and joke together like in the novel and TV?

Then, with fairy music and wine, watch the beauties dance, or the ghost messengers compete with each other, and the winner will be rewarded? Or will it be started with Lord Hell and everyone will summarize the work this year together.

Finally, let’s plan for the new year? But no matter which one it is, fans are already looking forward to it. You should know that this is not a TV animation, this is a real life in the underworld!

Who can be curious? With the expectant eyes of fans, the live broadcast equipment Xiaoyuanqiu is very experienced and divided into two shots.

One swayed around the hall, allowing fans to rotate 360 ​​degrees, making them more comprehensive and careful, while the other followed Jiang Chen and broadcast it in real time.

The cameras in the live broadcast room are also constantly changing.

"Haha, this shot is really in love. It's like a roundworm in the belly. You know what we are thinking?"

"This drama is tall and in the underworld. I guess a big man will start to make a model for the big hall tomorrow."

"I wonder if you have discovered that those ghost fires seem to be conscious?" The fans next to them seemed to have discovered the New World and suddenly said.

I saw a bunch of ghost fires floating around in the entire lobby. They were either light or dark, mainly divided into two colors: cold white and sweet blue.

Some careful fans will find that while these ghost fires drift away, not only none of them will bump into them, or hinder the ghost messengers.

On the contrary, these ghost fires seem to be conscious and can always float to a suitable angle to regulate the brightness of the entire hall, as if they are lighting masters.

"I'll go, isn't this ghost fire a little too high-end?"

"Do you think these ghosts are also a kind of ghost? They are like cleaning ghosts? You know that it is in the underworld, what kind of strange things are there?"

"Does I just think it's a bit scary? It seems that someone suddenly lit up the screen of his phone in the middle of the night."

"After being said this from the upstairs, the sense of picture appeared instantly." Some fans subconsciously wanted to pull their quilt tightly, but looked to the side.

It turned out that they were not by the bed. Thinking about their focus on the scene where the anchor was. No matter when, the anchor seemed to be a reassurance for them.

If you are afraid of being cowardly, just look at the anchor and you will feel that everything is acceptable.

In the live broadcast screen, since Jiang Chen entered the hall, he was thinking, is there anything to do with this seat? A figure walked over from the side, as if seeing through Jiang Chen’s thoughts.

"There is no fixed location here. Just sit in this location. The annual meeting is not that serious."

"Okay." Jiang Chen looked at it. The ghost talking was King Jian'an. At this moment, King Jian'an was also dressed in white Wuchang. In previous years, Jiang Chen thought everyone was wearing work clothes.

Thinking about it now, King Jian'an might have come directly from the office and had no time to change clothes. Jiang Chen looked at the seats around him and found a seat near King Jian'an to sit down.

As for the work report, it was already handed over to the ghost soldiers of Lord Hell when he came in. After all, it was his first time to come, and Jiang Chen just quietly observed the behavior of other ghost soldiers.

There was no food on the dining table, but after King Jian'an came, he held a small glass of wine in his hand.

"Happy Faith, this is your first annual meeting to become the captain. Come and have a drink together?"

"Okay!" Jiang Chen directly picked up the white jade wine pot on the dining table in front and poured a small cup. The wine was crystal clear and did not look like a stream of water, but like thick nectar.

As soon as he poured it out, the scent of wine that was intoxicating in the face spread everywhere, instantly filling the surrounding smell. Only then did Jiang Chen realize that what he had just come in and smelled was actually this smell.

With a faint fragrance of flowers, it refreshes the heart. At this moment, Jiang Chen actually had the urge to hope that this small wine glass would be bigger.

"Cheers!" said King Jian'an, raising his glass and sipped it all.

"Cheers!" After the words, Jiang Chen also put the wine glass to his mouth and drank it all. As soon as the wine was in his mouth, it was cool and comfortable, with a mellow taste and a long aftertaste.

But as soon as I entered my abdomen, it became hot again, and the ghost energy in my body seemed to be starting to burn, as if I wanted to dance with the wine.

Almost for a moment, Jiang Chen shook his body and sat in his seat. Two red glows appeared on his face. He looked straight ahead, his pupils dissipated, and he felt that everything around him began to become hazy.

This feeling is very strange, but not completely unfamiliar. Thinking about the life he once had in the world of the world, he had a drink, but the wine, and the wine he drinks now, seems to be very different.

In the live broadcast room.

"Hmm? Wait, what happened just now?"

"Damn it, is the anchor getting drunk?" Seeing the anchor sit back in his seat all at once, fans hadn't reacted to what happened to Alibaba at first?
Chapter completed!