Chapter 64 Sing a song

Author: The Book of Brocade is like a Painted

Chapter 64 Sing a song

Zhang San sat down, and Manshu asked in a low voice, "Why are you standing up?"

Zhang San was crying but didn't cry, "I don't want it either, but my setting is bold. At this time, I should stand up, otherwise Dai Hao would find out."

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"You... know each other?"

Dai Hao's face was puzzled.

The two of them were tense and they said in unison: "I don't know each other."

"Then you guys?"

"Friendship with rivals."

Manshu was afraid that Dai Hao would continue to ask about the thunder, so he went crazy.

In just four words, the amount of information exploded.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wen Ning.

Wen Ning hugged herself, "I won't follow."

"Okay, pay attention to the time and start recruiting immortals!"

Hua Ye interrupted the farce.

Zhang San and Manshu had a staggered back of their left hand, with a pen in between.

The pen tip is perpendicular to the desktop and stands above the paper.

The hands on both sides were held up by the person beside him, and the right hand was placed on the left hand and eight people circled into a circle.

"Relax, don't be nervous."

Liushen sat down beside Wen Ning and whispered to remind him.

Wen Ning nodded obediently, unable to stop her excitement.

When she was a child, she summoned the Bixian with her fan, but she failed. I don’t know if she can succeed today.

"Read with me."

Mr. Hua closed his eyes and called softly: "Bixian, Bixian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

Others read it out loud.

After reciting it three times in a row, there was no movement in Zhang San and Manshu's hands.

"It won't fail, right?"

Dai Hao frowned.

"strangeness?"

Master Hua scratched his head.

Several people looked up at the wall clock at the same time, 24:00

No more, no more.

When everyone thought the task failed, the pen moved.

Manshu and Zhang San and his hands were uncontrollably swinging.

"wait!"

Before Zhang San could say a word, he was pulled forward, and there was also Manshu who had his left hand.

Two words were written on the originally wordless paper: Why!!!

These two words are followed by three big exclamation marks, and they are obviously impatient.

This weird, tough!

Mr. Hua cleared his throat: "Bixian, Bixian, how long will it take for me to get out of singleness?"

Zhang San felt a cold feeling in his palm, and a hand that did not belong to him and Manshu wrapped their hands.

Three years left!

Four twisted words appeared on the paper.

Hua Ye's smiling face was frozen, and he bent his legs and hugged himself into a grievance and drew circles beside him.

Now all the audiences of the horror live broadcast know that Hua Ye cannot get out of singleness in the past three years!

The live viewers in the dungeon ran around and told each other, and instantly boiled!

"Bixian, Bixian, when will I get rich!"

The person who spoke was Dai Hao. He focused on the pen and he leaned back tactically when the tip of the pen was drawn.

One day, one month, one season or one year?

Let's go for the next life!

As soon as the five words were spoken, Dai Hao's blood surged and he spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It’s not over yet, Bixian wrote another sentence on the paper: Drink more hot water!

Dai Hao was so angry that he was so angry!

"Haha, it's such a superficial person. I've invited Bixian and asked if it's money!"

Lu Meimei snorted, "Bixian, what is the lottery number for next week?"

!!!

Dai Hao covered his chest and retorted: "Aren't you asking about the money?"

"You don't understand. It's not the same concept when you ask me about the number."

Lu Meimei stretched out her index finger and shook it, and everything was in control.

As a result, Bixian wrote on paper: I don’t know, next one!

puff-

One more member of the vomiting blood.

Hahahahahahaha!

Seeing this, Bixian wrote a string on the paper, mocking the players for their poor psychological quality.

"Bixian, Bixian, I... can I get the first place in the midterm exam this time?"

Lu Liang looked around and saw that no one said anything, so he had to ask questions by himself.

Manshu clearly felt her hand being squeezed tightly, and she stared at the tip of the pen.

This time, Bixian didn't answer that quickly.

It writes and draws on the white paper, and finally six dots appear on the paper.

(Д`)

All members were stunned.

"No, you can't even calculate this as a pen fairy?"

Lu Meimei couldn't help but sarcastically.

The pen fairy was so angry that she grabbed the pen and went back and forth the picture.

In the eyes of everyone, it was Zhang San, and Manshu and his two men were scattered by unknown things.

Then call the police!

The Bixian was as fierce as a tiger when he was in action, but he still had no conclusion at first glance.

Use the most gorgeous preparation to achieve the most bad results.

“…”

Everyone was silent for a while and looked at each other.

"Are you still asking?"

Zhang San asked a weak question.

If you don't ask, it'll end soon, and his hands are sore.

"Bixian, do you have my partner here?"

Liushen responded to Zhang San’s question with practical actions.

Yes, yes, yes!
To be continued...