I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 122 Can't Escape Yiga, "Huh Ha" Second General Delivers Business Overnight

Under the lens of the photographer.

I see.

After the house review anchor slipped, he subconsciously went to hold on to the railing, but he was still standing still. The wooden railing was like decayed wood eroded by the years, weathered in the air. The house review anchor turned over the open air in a very weird posture railing.

The camera accidentally photographed an old locust tree in the courtyard.

The fallen leaves leave the old branches, just like a house review anchor falling down the third floor.

The studio was silent at first.

Subsequently.

Screams resounded throughout the studio.

Among them, Yin Yizhou was among the netizens who screamed.

He sat down on the chair with a pale face, clutched his heart, and drank a large bottle of Coke to recover.

Yin Yizhou was wrapped in fear.

The room review anchor is gone.

Just after being noticed by Yan Jiu.

Just after the house review anchor stepped onto the balcony.

It's gone!
What happened to this world?
All the anchors he followed couldn't escape, right?
He had already left the sales area and came to the housing review area, how could he still meet Yan Jiu?

Why is there still an anchor in front of him! ?

Does he have to change the software to avoid witnessing the scene where the anchor dies? He can't have to quit the Internet cafe!

Yin Yizhou was numb.

He hurried to call his brother.

Just dialed.

President Yin's angry voice came through the mobile phone: "If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you going to do?"

Yin Yizhou looked serious like an underground deal: "Brother, aren't you looking for Master Jiu, I'll show you the way."

President Yin: "..."

After an accident in the fall marathon, their media company has been working overtime until recently.

Many people were killed or injured in that accident, and the grief left behind can only fade slowly with time.

His lover is a forensic doctor.

Tell him that many family members of the deceased are also looking for Yan Jiu's contact information, and want to do funeral affairs with Yan Jiu.

But I don't know when it started, all the live replays under Yan Jiu's account were hidden, and the contact information on the top was also replaced by a series of * numbers.

It was as if Yan Jiu was telling outsiders that she was on vacation and didn't want to be disturbed for the time being.

and so.

They wanted to interview Yan Jiu but couldn't find anyone.

Even if he is looking for a relationship.

After contacting the above, there was only an ambiguous answer, and he vaguely sensed that Yan Jiu was being protected by something.

Yin Yizhou told him that there was a way.

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

Mr. Yin was suspicious: "What way can you go?"

Yin Yizhou snorted, "Chu Bian is at the table in front of me."

Mr. Yin carefully recalled which family Chu Bian belonged to: "That child from the Chu family? And then?"

Yin Yizhou stood up suddenly, and said proudly: "Ha, you haven't received the invitation card yet, my front desk invited me today to attend the banquet hosted by his family for his sister the day after tomorrow!"

Mr. Yin was silent: "..."

Yin Yizhou whispered: "Chu Bian's sister is the Lord Jiu that your media has been looking for."

heard.

President Yin subconsciously ruled out Chu Sisi.

Because of Yan Jiu's appearance that was circulated on the Internet, he couldn't compete with Chu Sisi.

And Yin Yizhou didn't know Yan Jiu because of Chu Bian, he was willing to be friends with Chu Bian, a top student, because of Yan Jiu.

He had witnessed how Chu Lian, a young man, lost face on the Internet, and he had also witnessed the story of the two elders of the Chu family looking for relatives.

While those online records are strangely missing now, he trusts his memory.

Yan Jiu is Chu Bian's sister.

And he told his brother about it.

There is only one condition.

I just hope that his brother will do something good, quickly buy the Kuaijiao APP, and then sign Yan Jiu away.

He watched the live broadcast quietly.

Yin Yizhou doesn't want to be dominated by death anymore, he just wants to pay attention to an anchor who can't gabble for a short time!

Is this difficult?

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Yan Jiu looked at the black screen live broadcast room thoughtfully.

Before the house review anchor fell from the building, she did not ignore the sudden wind.

She recalled the old locust tree she saw just now, and subconsciously thought that she would go to this ancient villa to check in in the future.

System: [Host, he was too caught off guard?Is there something tricky! 】

Yan Jiu took apart a lollipop: "As long as he doesn't covet so many girlfriends and retains some energy, that is, yang energy, he can resist the invasion of yin energy today and won't be so pure. This is fate." Acridine."

There are not only humans in the world, which means that people will inevitably come into contact with those races.

however.

Some people will never even see other races in their entire lives. The reason why people can be safe and sound is because Yang Qi is the strongest soldier against external aggression.

But the yang will dissipate.

Scaring is one of them.

Overindulgence is also one of them.

The anchor of the house review was originally very positive.

However, the fun of lying on the couch is unrestrained, and today's catastrophe is inevitable.

Yan Jiu thought about it, and paid attention to the real estate agent who dismissed her friendly reminder.

When he was about to get up and go back to the room.

The sunny doll shook a few times.

next second.

Jiang Azi turned into a paper figurine and stopped at the porch, while Guan Zi'an hid in a landscape painting in a learned manner.

She Liang and She Shan turned into pet snakes, coiled on top of the mountain god's bald head.

The mountain spirit is so high that the beard is raised: Please respect me, I am a god anyway!
Mengniang smiled and walked into the kitchen with Huang Xiaoqiang and his wife, starting to prepare supper for tonight.

Coke volunteered to answer the door.

Expose the bodies of the two people outside the door.

Hou Mingzheng stared wide-eyed, staring straight at the pebbles that looked like witch stones next to the ivy sprouts in the yard.

Chen Cheng's gaze also fell over.

Hou Ming couldn't believe it: "This, this is not..."

Chen Cheng shook his head: "Impossible."

Who would blatantly spread witch stones on the ground as cobblestones?Who would recklessly place the witch stone on such a conspicuous and easily stolen ground?
The answer is no one.

and so.

Must be fake!

At any rate, he suspected that Yan Jiu had taken the Wushi from the sick building on the outskirts of Beihai City, but he didn't think that Yan Jiu's cleverness would put the Wushi in such a place.

Hou Ming was in a daze.

It wasn't until Yan Jiu's voice appeared that he slowed down.

Yan Jiu leaned against the door: "You two are early."

She looked at the faces of Chen Cheng and Hou Ming.

Both of them are just potential customers, and they are definitely not doing business when they come to her restaurant now.

Chen Cheng: "..." Are you mocking us for coming here in the middle of the night?

Hou Ming: "..." When it's dark, where is it early?
Chen Cheng said with a smile: "The trouble is that we thought that there is nowhere to put the dead body that has no father, no mother, and no claim. Before we came, we inquired about it. Your Excellency, the consultant, happened to be the owner of a funeral parlor. He came here overnight. I don't know. Are you okay?"

Hou Ming answered: "It's not convenient for Fang to accept the corpse and deal with the funeral for this poor man?"

He wanted to respond to Yan Jiu.

After knowing that the anchor of Survival on Deserted Island is an orphan, he immediately wanted to put the trouble on Yan Jiu.

In order to repay Yan Jiu for letting him take revenge on the corpse.

Yan Jiu said, "I have something to do."

Chen Cheng smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Yan Jiu took a deep breath: "Drink the northwest wind."

Chen Cheng/Hou Ming: "!?"

Hou Ming sighed: "Your Excellency's huge funeral parlor doesn't want to accept corpses."

Yan Jiu turned on the recording software: "Are you sure he's unclaimed and he's going to be handed over to me for the funeral?"

Hou Ming: "..." What's so uncertain about this?
Yan Jiu adheres to the philosophy that "with more tombstones in Huanyun Mountain, she can live 100 days longer".

Slowly turned sideways.

"Bring him in."

(End of this chapter)