Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 234 Autistic Little Poor (37)
[Decline ky, decline to bind, thank you for your cooperation. 】

【Sister, I feel the same way】

[What are you thinking about?An amateur, a god, how can there be intersection? 】

【Obviously, regardless of whether the second one is right or not, the first one doesn't need to be "reviled" by that chair again】

[It counts as maintenance. 】

[You really don't think Tan Sang is having an affair with S? 】

[You are afraid that you are a fake fan, who is the god S?No scandal, refused to accept any programs other than performances, how could it be possible to have a relationship with amateurs? ! 】

[That is, S is just S and has nothing to do with anyone. 】

【+1】

【+2】

【…】

But at this time, Tan Sang still walked over step by step, and sat down on the chair generously.

The chair fell silent suddenly.

In the next second, she heard the chair say flatteringly and shyly:
"My dear Queen! Your humble and pious Charles chair sends you its most sincere love and greetings!"

Everyone was stunned.

Tan Sang couldn't take it anymore, the voice was... so fucking disgusting!
In the strange silence, the old man suddenly laughed ferociously.

"It seems that our king has been born. The most distinguished guest, the master must be very happy with your presence, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden ding ding dong sound, and the rootless wind hit from all directions, tearing apart the quiet darkness, and coldness climbed into everyone's heart.

The six people didn't even have time to turn their heads to look at it, but at the same time, the lights suddenly went out.

The entire castle was plunged into darkness in an instant.

At this moment, a distant and indistinct bell suddenly sounded in the darkness on the second floor, one after another, accompanied by the faintly eerie music just now.

Like the wailing and laughing of countless puppets, the terrifying voice echoed faintly in the entire castle.

[One or two children...]

The childish voice of a child followed the wind through everyone's ears.

Even the oldest Zhou Fu turned pale with fright.

Fortunately, after a while, the music stopped and the candlelight was rekindled.

And the old man has disappeared.

After a few more seconds, the bell finally ended.

After the light returned, everyone's tense bodies suddenly loosened.

The voice of the old man came from the air.

Vicissitudes of life and hoarseness.

"Distinguished guests, the time left for you is running out."

There was also a giggling laugh, which was simply creepy.

His voice came back from afar.

"Guests, the speed of time in the castle is different from that in the outside world.

When the bell rings again, if the distinguished guests have not returned to the room, something terrible may happen, maybe..."

The guests by the stairs looked at each other for a few seconds, and Shen Jiaxi made a sound.

"Would you like to see the room first?"

It quickly gained everyone's unanimous consent.

The six people divided into three groups and explored the remaining three rooms one by one.

The grouping has also been divided by the program team long ago.

He Fanxing's eyes brightened, seeing Tan Sang and Jiang Zhun together: "Sister Sang, what a coincidence, it's you and God S again, haha..."

A smile flashed across Tan Sang's charming eyes: "It's a coincidence."

Coincidentally, Tan Sang didn't even have to wonder who the instigator of all this was.

When I entered the room, there were only two oil lamps the size of beans.

The light was scorched to a distorted and dim yellow. It was a warm hazy yellow, but it made the whole room look a little more weird.

There was nothing on the huge bed.

(End of this chapter)