Survival Variety Show: The Crazy Film King Holds My Thigh

Chapter 25
Shen Ran was frightened to death, she would never have thought that her precious Tongtong... actually had the same face as hers.

But that face was ferocious, grinning ferociously, and the pair of eyeballs were extremely vicious when they rolled, as if they wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

how could be?

Impossible...impossible!
She has raised Tongtong for three years, it is impossible to hurt her!
Shen Ran's heart was disturbed, and he looked out of his mind.

Hua Jiyue felt that the time was almost up, so she took the initiative to walk over, took the key from the npc, and started the next episode.

She chuckled.

How can there be a bride who has been cut open.

There is no soul boy.

It's nothing more than Shen Ran's heart at work.

Turning her head nervously, she clearly saw that the child she threw on the ground had a severed head and was crawling towards her on all fours, while the head that was exactly the same as hers had a sinister smile.

"Ah!" Shen Ran didn't dare to turn his head this time, leaving Hua Jiyue alone and running back to the room where the other guests were.

They had been waiting for a long time, thinking that Shen Ran would bring the key back, but they saw that she was possessed, speaking plausibly, and even ignoring Wang Meng's greeting to her.

Hua Jiyue arrived later, and inserted the key into another door. When the door opened, she walked over first.

Shen Ran, who was not very afraid at first, had to squeeze in the middle of the crowd this time and be protected by them.

The group of them put each other's shoulders back and forth, and walked along the narrow passage. This passage was obviously a corridor, and Jiang Yan's hand was touching the wall.

"There is a door here!" Jiang Yan yelled, and pushed the door open, it was still dark, "Everyone come in."

For the secret room, the lineup of nine people is too much. Cheng Haohan wanted to protect Hua Jiyue, but Su Qianqian grabbed him and couldn't leave.

"Brother Haohan, I'm afraid."

Cheng Haohan looked at Su Qianqian's appearance and knew that she was really scared. Although he had no intention of treating her, after all, he had known her for so many years and he was considered a big brother.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Su Qian smiled, holding Cheng Haohann's wrist, looking at Hua Jiyue who was alone on the other side, thinking, what are you fighting with me for?

Uncle Hua called her again yesterday. The relationship between Hua Jiyue and Uncle Hua these years has gone from bad to worse under the care of her and her mother.

Hua Jiyue hated Uncle Hua for marrying her mother, and wanted to give her even the family property to outsiders.

These were not what Hua Jiyue said, but that fool, who showed whatever he thought on his face.

As for Uncle Hua, he just felt that Hua Jiyue's mud would not be able to support the wall. He would not listen to anything and would only go his own way.

Yesterday she added fuel and jealousy, probably saying that her younger sister is more stubborn now, unlike her, but she will work harder to take care of her, and will never let others bully Hua Jiyue.

What she said made her want to vomit, as long as Uncle Hua is a little older, she can sit back and relax by coaxing him to distribute the shares.

Su Qianqian grabbed Cheng Haohann with one hand, turned her head to look at Shen Ran who was huddled in the crowd, and asked, "Shen Ran, are you feeling well?"

"Ah! It's not me!"

What kind of inexplicable answer does not match the preface and the afterword, as a goddess with love in her arms, Su Qianqian must show it.

So even though she didn't want to pay attention, she still let go of Cheng Haohann and walked over to take care of Shen Ran.

Su Qianqian's hand touched Shen Ran's forehead. Shen Ran struggled violently, but she finally calmed down when she pinched her back tightly, her eyes lost their focus.

"Your head is hot, like you have a fever." Su Qianqian said while comparing her forehead temperature.

The audience left messages.

[Shen Ran hasn't been quite right, there must be something wrong with that one-line task. 】

[It shouldn't be, Hua Jiyue is fine. 】

[Who knows?Maybe Shen Ran saw something when he took the key. 】

[Qianqian is really kind, everyone else is busy solving the problem, only Qianqian found something wrong with her teammates. 】

【Yes, Qianqian, I love you! 】

【Qianqian, you are my goddess! 】

Hua Jiyue and Jiang Yan who were on the side were busy solving puzzles. Cheng Haohann walked over from behind and stood behind her, looking at the puzzles on the wall together.

Cheng Haohann was about 185, half a head taller than her. Hua Jiyue's back was tense, and she took a step slowly to get more comfortable.

"It means that the four doors must be opened to different angles in order to bring the ghost back to life."

"The Yin Corpse will cross from north to south and east to west respectively. Everyone must close their eyes in the corner and not make a sound, otherwise the yang energy will be leaked and the Yin Corpse will explode."

The hanging picture reads: Entering the Yin Corpse, open two points to the left and one point to the right; open three points to the left and two points to the right when going out.When the Yin corpse returns to the door, open three points to the left and two points to the right; open one point to the left and three points to the right when going out. "

Yin corpses enter from the north and exit from the south, and enter from the west and exit from the east.

The three studied the riddle for a while, and Hua Jiyue took the lead in giving an opinion to the innate gossip on the ground, "If this picture is accurate, then Kun is the north."

"Impossible, how can ordinary people know about this kind of thing, and there is no reminder, it should be just a decoration." Wang Meng objected.

Hua Jiyue looked at him with indifferent eyes and a cold tone, "Then what do you think?"

Wang Meng choked. He was not very experienced in deciphering such things, so he waved his hand, pretending to be generous, "Forget it, I will listen to you."

Hua Jiyue snorted coldly, "Who doesn't know how to say sarcastic words, I don't pay attention and still deny others everywhere, hum."

Hua Jiyue only clicked to the end, but Wang Meng seemed to be stepped on the tail, "What are you talking about? Did I say something wrong? Will the program group do such an impossible thing? Who are the few who are doing it? This thing, huh?"

Hua Jiyue glanced at Wang Meng with an idiotic look, and then quickly put the door in the correct position according to the hanging picture.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The window was slapped, and a strange tone rang from the ear, and the wind was blowing.

"Hide in the corner!" Su Qianqian came back to her senses and let out a snort, before the remaining guests scattered and huddled in the corner trembling.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The floor vibrated, there was a gust of wind on his back, and his feet hit the ground with a terrifying sound.

Shen Ran opened her eyes, still thinking about Tongtong in her mind, she only hated herself for not bringing it with her when she entered the secret room.

The doll, yes, Tongtong is still in the doll, how could it be possible to get into that woman's stomach.

Just like the current Infernal Crossing, a row of zombie-like people jumping and moving in a uniform manner, they are just NPCs playing the role of the show.

She hadn't had a good rest for the past two days, she was dazzled, and this kind of thing happened only because she was always thinking about it.

Shen Ran touched the small cloth satchel the size of a palm, carefully stuffed a finger into it, and settled down after feeling a soft, slight pricking sensation.

Hua Jiyue's hair can't be lost.

(End of this chapter)