The anchor is always slapped in the face

"The owner of the resort is dead?!"

A flash of astonishment flashed in Zhao Qianmo's eyes, obviously he didn't expect that the owner of the resort would receive the lunch box so early.

"I thought it was all done by the resort owner."

She frowned, "But now that he's dead, so in our current situation... Who did it? And who can do it?"

What's more... It's simply not possible for human beings to make the whole resort disappear silently.

Zhao Qianmo felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought that there might be something not human controlling everything in the dark, or watching them all the time, fidgeting but couldn't show it, so he had to endure it.

"Boss Qin hanged himself in the office." Yin Lerong added, "The corpse has a strange smile on its face, as if it was sleeping in a dream."

A wry smile appeared on Zhao Qianmo's face, and she sighed, "You guys are really brave. You didn't panic when you saw the corpse. If it were me...you probably would have gone somewhere long ago."

Yin Lerong just smiled, but didn't answer.

Zhao Qianmo didn't care either. If he could get out of words by just talking casually, it would be difficult for the information to be of any value.

Both of them were interested in talking, and after a while they began to address each other as "Sister Zhao" and "Little Brother Yin".

Yin Lerong really has a way of dealing with the world.

Jin Jianglan watched from the sidelines for a while, then he was relieved and didn't bother him anymore.

Now that Yin Lerong is here, he doesn't bother to make up the habit of talking. I have to say that Yin Lerong is indeed better than him in this respect.

In the past thousands of years of life as the Great Demon King, Jin Jianglan is used to doing whatever he wants. The skills of talking to people and talking nonsense that he has practiced in previous missions have been sealed up. Now he prefers to be unhappy. Slap to death without explanation.

... In the real world, it still needs to be lighter, so let's slap it faintly.

【It’s not that Brother Yin doesn’t like to talk. I didn’t say much before. I thought he had a cool personality...but now it’s even better. He looks so cute, so fun, and he wants to be frivolous (no!)

【...You upstairs have already typed out what's on your mind!You actually want to belittle brother Yin (thumps the table angrily)

[Hahaha, the real man upstairs!Brother Yin, remember to report your impressions after being frivolous, we are satisfied, you will only eat joss sticks during the holidays ╮（￣▽￣”)╭】

【……etc!Do you mean I'm dead! 】

[Dare to pry the corner of the anchor wall, I made you live enough (candle]

[Anchor, I was wrong, I don’t dare to belittle your people anymore, please forgive me qaq#大哭#大喵#大喵]

[Hahaha I want to sleep with the anchor more than Brother Yin! 】

Jin Jianglan: "..."

Where is this going?

Anchor Jin said that when faced with this situation, you just have to pretend that you didn't see it, otherwise you won't be able to speak clearly even if you are covered in mouths, and the description will get darker and darker.

So when he hadn't left the main god's space, Jin Jianglan hated trouble and never explained it. He always...handed it directly.

The so-called direct attack means literally, slap him to death, so that the other party will never bother him again.

How simple and rude.

What an obvious effect.

When he shot the first reincarnated person to death, there were groups of friends of the reincarnated person who came to him to settle accounts, and each of them acted brotherly, as if the reincarnated person who died was really them Brothers in general.

But ah, the more they showed their brotherly loyalty, the more unhappy Jin Jin was, or...deeply jealous.

Those who are jealous, of course, are the so-called deep feelings; but those who hate... are the entire main god space, including those reincarnations of course.

——Why can his teammates and his brothers die so badly, but those unsightly trash can survive?

by!Varied!what!

The tyrannical emotion in Jin Jianglan's heart was instantly aroused, without saying a word, even the expression on his face did not change at all, just waved his hand, and turned the rubbed person into ashes.

Before turning into ashes, he seemed to see the resentment and... the three words he also wanted to ask in the other party's eyes.

——Why?

Jin Jianglan sneered, because he was stronger than the average reincarnation.

...Yeah, just because the main god is stronger than him, and because the main god controls his life and death.

So...he couldn't resist.

The past thousands of years ago clearly appeared in his mind again, and the sense of powerlessness being manipulated once again swept through his body.

...Why did he feel less disgusted with the main god before?

- It's just a joke!

Jin Jianglan took a deep breath and let it out again, barely suppressing the desire to destroy that had been aroused just now.

Now... not yet.

Jin Jianglan said to herself in her heart.

At this moment, the entire service hall suddenly darkened, and the original bright lights were instantly extinguished, leaving only the light above the nine people's heads for illumination.

"what happened?!"

"Lights went out?"

"Yes, is there a ghost?"

"Who is behind the scenes!"

"What's the noise? Quiet!"

Jin Jianglan glanced in a certain direction silently, but his consciousness was elsewhere, and he left as soon as he touched it, and then he acted as if he hadn't found anything, as if he was no different from the others.

Taking advantage of people not paying attention, Yin Lerong leaned his head towards Jinjiang Lan, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Lan, why didn't I find anything? Who is the ghost, or..."

Jin Jianglan shook his head slightly, but did not answer his question, but said, "Just look at it."

Yin Lerong was puzzled, but he didn't ask again.

When he thought about it, Jin Jianglan must have discovered something—taking a step back, even if he didn’t find anything, it seemed that as long as Jin Jianglan was there, he would feel at ease, no matter what the other party said, he would listen—that’s why Waiting quietly.

What could it be?Could it be related to the few people present?

Yin Lerong's eyes glanced over the faces of several people one by one, and the expressions of each of them were anxious and frightened, which did not seem to be fake.

He quickly looked away.

The voices of the two were extremely low and were not heard by others, including the netizens who were watching the live broadcast.

[After waiting for a long time, is it finally time to start haunting? 】

[Why every time a ghost appears, the lamp is the first to suffer? ? 】

【Leng: Who did I provoke? #crying]

Judging from the barrage content, everyone seems to be looking forward to the appearance of ghosts.

Jin Jianglan is also looking forward to it.

He is a very professional anchor, since the audience likes to watch ghosts, he can't stop watching, right?Besides...he was even more looking forward to what their expressions would be when the real appearance of blood and corpses strewn all over the resort appeared in front of the public.

"Welcome to my resort."

An erratic voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from all directions.