Chapter 319 Fans ‘watch the show’

The seniors looked at the drunk juniors, couldn't help but clenched their fists and coughed lightly on their mouths, slowly covering up their smiles, and the good show was finally about to begin.

"The business of ghosts is so skillful. It seems that we have to learn a little."

"Show, isn't this what you do during the New Year and the Festival? Are you asking newcomers to come up and give a speech or perform?"

"Good guy, this is taking all the bamboo shoots on the mountain! This time it's completely over! Look at how the anchor is drunk."

Seeing this, the fans in the live broadcast room didn’t understand. They thought that these ghost messengers drank the anchor just to stir up the atmosphere or some newcomer customs.

I didn’t expect that I was waiting here, everything was for this moment. Think about it, it’s too much to think about it! It’s hard to imagine what the drunk anchor will do?

After all, I just saw the anchor chasing Dandan, and it didn’t look rational online no matter how hard it looked.

"The live carnival of the New Year is rewarded*88, and the postscript is to take care of the anchor, come on, the anchor!"

"I am the Big White Rabbit to reward the anchor with glasses*99, and a postscript, come on, anchor! Fight the duck! We have always been very optimistic about you!"

"Well, why do I feel that you are looking forward to it! If the anchor knew about it, what would it end?"

"Ahem, don't say so much upstairs. There are some things that everyone knows in their hearts."

Fans shouldn’t be too excited. It’s impossible to say that they don’t want to watch it. After all, the ghost kid just said that this is an annual meeting once a century.

Therefore, this is definitely a series of their lifetime. If you miss it, you won’t see it! They not only have to watch it, but also call on friends to watch it together!

Fans who did not post barrage at this moment were busy calling their relatives and friends to notify them. At the same time, the links in the live broadcast room were transferred to the space or on social platforms by fans.

As the saying goes! [Young people don’t lie to young people, don’t say I didn’t call you, come in and take a look!]

[The annual meeting of the underworld once a century ago, if you miss this village, you won’t have this store!]

[Drunk Guys Send Adults, Life Year Series!]

"Annual Meeting? Damn, why are you still having sex with me? Just watch the annual meeting!"

"Is the anchor drunk? I have some problems with my network, so I'll be there soon!" Then one link after another was sent out, and half of the network began to boil.

Then I saw one Internet entering the live broadcast room or leaving comments below. Friends in the countryside or on the mountain are now starting to jump.

I wish I could fly up and be directly next to the signal tower.

"Ahhh, I'm so broken at this moment. Why do I have to celebrate the New Year in the countryside!"

"You know, this is once a hundred years. Damn, it's really my life. The next time I might be my grandchildren. No, I'll look at his grandfather first."

For a time, the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 10 million, but it was still rising. This scene made many online anchors who wanted to make a fortune during the Chinese New Year and were sad and crazy!

"When is it all right? What else will it be broadcast? Labor and capital should also watch Lord Wuchang live broadcast!"

"It won't be broadcast anymore. Sisters, I'm too fierce! I'm running faster than me!" The anchor door was following and said that it wouldn't be broadcast anymore, but it found that the number of people in the live broadcast room was falling.

The comment section also said one by one, and now these anchors are too lazy to talk nonsense and just broadcast them.

I heard that the New Year's atmosphere is not as good as the New Year, so I feel very bored. Now that I have this live broadcast room, some newcomers are stunned when they come in.

The situation of Shenma? Didn’t everyone have a holiday during the Chinese New Year? Why didn’t they start broadcasting? This is the rhythm of Shenma, especially this year, which is destined to be a strange year.

Some were confused, some were excited, and some were even joining in the fun.

Inside the hall.

"Which expert is here first?" The Ghost King repeated the sound above the round platform, and its voice spread throughout every corner of the hall through the ghost energy.

I am not afraid that no one can hear it, but if so, the entire space will still fall into silence.

"Ahem..." The eyes of the seniors fell on the drunk juniors, thinking about whom to push up to perform when suddenly, a 'bang' sound came from the corner.

Meng Po threw the empty wine pot to the side, slowly stood up on the seat, with a strange smile on her face.

"I'll do it! Hiccup~"

"Will the performance be performed soon? Hiccup~ I will definitely give you an unforgettable annual meeting, hahaha..." Seeing this, the ghost kid moved to the side, grinning and revealing two rows of sharp teeth.

"Then we have to invite Meng Po!" The ghost servants sitting in the seat were very supportive, especially the seniors who watched the show and poured wine. They shouted one by one: "It's worthy of being Meng Po, go!"

"I've got a wonderful thing! Looking forward to your performance!"

"Be bold, just do anything!"

Amid the cheers, Meng Po flew up from the air and landed onto the round platform. Her movements were light and her face was pale and her eyes were bright, and she didn't look drunk at all.

She waved her hand and a large jar appeared on the round platform. The jar was one meter high and half a meter wide. The body of the jar had black patterns, as if it was a ball of black flames, and it was quite a ghost doctor.

The water in the altar was rippling, but I couldn't see what was inside.

"It's the New Year, as Meng Po, I'll give you a special version of New Year's flavor soup!" Meng Po said as she flipped her wrist and a large spoon more than one meter long appeared in her hand.

"It's definitely the only one!" Could it be the pot of soup? Seeing this, many captains became vigilant and subconsciously looked in the direction where King Jian'an was.

King Jian'an also noticed these sights and his face suddenly turned black. You should know that there were almost one or two black history among the ghost servants present.

Fortunately, Meng Po seemed to be just making soup for the sake of making soup, and she didn't intend to make anything else. She only saw a large spoon in the jar and quietly began to stir.

Once she started to make soup, her whole body began to become quiet and focused, as if she had made Mengpo soup in the past. She was stirring while paying attention to the heat while stirring while looking at the heat...

She was stirring and suddenly she felt something was wrong. She tilted her head and looked outside the jar. Where is her heat? What is the fire? How can I make soup without the heat?

Meng Po suddenly raised her head and her eyes fell directly on the ghost fire floating in the hall. When she reached out to grab it, she saw a handful of white or orchid-colored ghost fire.

Then he slapped directly on the altar, simple and rough.

"Burn the fire!" Meng Po ordered.

In this row, both varieties of fire were stunned. The black stalks attached to the black pattern on the body of the altar were confused. You should know that they had fire, so why should they use those inferior flames?
Chapter completed!