Zhou Cang's sudden kneeling scared the land in the hall and shivered Zhang Jiufan.

A living person suddenly knelt in front of him. I have never seen such a scene before.

Zhang Jiufan couldn't help but ask himself if he had done too much, could he have come to a strange world and become a so-called immortal. He has mastered such a little power, just like the factory managers before, and became domineering.

That was his most disgusting character.

After a while, Huang Cang's face was covered with tears, and he sobbed in a low voice like a little woman.

Zhang Jiufan really felt that he had become a villain. He wanted to let these old men enjoy new things.

It seems that these land and mountain gods are driven by the great gods on weekdays, so the pressure should be quite high. Singing a k-room is a good way to relax.

But now it seems that these people’s ideas are completely different from themselves.

He was really ruthless and sent Huang Cang to reincarnate. This old man didn't say anything else, but he was very attentive in his work.

But I spoke again, the great immortal is majestic...

I took a look and found that few of these old men could sing a song in the center of this stage. Let him sweep his face.

"Didi, I'm really afraid of you, just like I'm the king of hell that can eat people alive." Zhang Jiufan waved his hand and said, "It's up to you. If you want to stay, find a room to sing."

Lazyly stood up from the sofa, turned around and walked along the corridor towards his suite.

The sound of stairs echoed in the hollow building, and the lights of insects and flys were circling on the steps.

The landers listened to the sound, but none of them dared to say anything, especially Huangcang. They seemed to feel that they had done something wrong in the moment. Although Zhang Jiufan smiled at them before leaving, the smile made them feel distressed, as if the great immortal they recognized was a little lonely.

The sound of the stairs disappeared, and the hollow mountain returned to its former peace. Except for the sporadic lights that kept spinning on the ground, the entire time and space seemed to be still.

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes were focused on several representatives led by Huang Cang. Obviously, they did not want to have a lot of trouble with Zhang Jiufan.

But at this moment, the burly wasabi suddenly pulled away everyone and went straight to the big stage in the center. He took the microphone and yelled at the big words on the screen regardless of everyone's expression.

"The flowers woke up

Birds are busy dressing up

Little Magpie builds a new house

The little bee collects honey, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

The five-story hollow mountain has such a sudden sound that is like a thunderstorm. The earth is shaking. The sound is many times worse than Zhang Jiufan's voice, like a broken dog barking.

But this time no one covered his ears and listened quietly.

"The flowers wake up!"

I don’t know who followed him to hum, slowly, two or three sentences, the Hebo who gathered in the hall and the mountain gods spoke one after another. Even some little ghosts summoned by the City God Sect leaned in the crack of the door and laughed.

The screen is very large, and the light and shadow are constantly changing with the rhythm. Everyone sang the ending from the beginning and then sang the ending from the beginning.

The screen was repeated back and forth on the big screen, and it was repeated three times over and over again, but in the end it couldn't stop, and the sound became louder and louder.

And the singing stage that made Huang Cang deterred was unknowingly filled.

Only then did they realize that opening their mouths was not as simple as that. It was easier to howl in this empty hall than anything else.

The humiliation of being bullied in the past seemed not so important after a shout, especially a few of them were deliberately showing off their dancing postures, and their dance was as ugly as a female monkey. But even such a simple dance, the other old men also twisted.

Zhang Jiufan sat quietly on the stairs, turned his head to look at the old men who twisted their waists, and couldn't help laughing.

He didn't go to his private room, and when he reached the third floor, he quietly sneaked down, thinking about making up for it, or apologizing to Huang Cang for his strength, but when he was just taking the spearhead from the stairs, he happened to see Wasabi's voice opening.

It seems that everyone has a relaxed heart. Even if they are old, they still have a playful heart.

Looking at the old men singing and dancing, they looked like a group of playful children. Zhang Jiufan laughed knowingly, at least he wouldn't be so bored in the future.

Without ignorant disturbance, he stood up again, patted the dust on his butt, then he restrained his steps, followed the stairs, and hummed a proud little song:

"Sister, you take the bow of the boat, brother walks on the shore, love and love ropes are swaying."

At this moment, he really felt like he had caught a little girl. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking maliciously. If there was a camera, he might be able to blackmail after taking a photo.

The land mountain gods naturally didn't know that their ugly appearance had completely fallen into the eyes of their great immortals. Several clever ones even ran to Zhang Jiufan's private room to inquire about the situation. After monitoring that their great immortals were also singing, they completely let go of themselves.

After all, the effect in the hall is limited, and the images of "The Most Glorious Labor" are along with all the private rooms. In order to alleviate the hoarse throats when singing, at the beginning of the KTV establishment, Zhang Jiufan asked the Hebo and others to prepare clear spring water that they could drink.

Several bold people entered the private room first, imitating Zhang Jiufan, crossed their legs, leaned on the sofa, holding the microphone like an old man, and opened their mouths and shouted.

But this is no longer a duck's voice, but a sonorous and powerful sound quality, like a craftsman working hard.

"Is this my voice still?"

"Can you be yours? With this voice, you can bring the fairies in the sky down to earth." A cleverly pointed to two small words on the edge of the screen and explained: "Accompaniment, do you understand?"

After he reminded him, other people discovered that there were several buttons, including original singer, backing singer, mute, and ticking songs, and there were many ways to do it.

"How come there are songs?" A mountain god pressed the song button and a menu appeared. In addition to the most glorious labor, there were several different songs.

"That's right, there is also a 'sister sitting on the bow of the boat'."

“Haha, this song is interesting, ‘I haven’t been a boss for many years’”

"It's better, 'Where has time gone', it sounds like a charm."

Everyone said and said it, and they made sense. Especially after listening to the original song several times, some people thought that "my sister sat on the bow of the boat" was better, humorous and charming, but some people thought that "I haven't been the boss for many years" had a profound meaning, which simply expressed the lonely voice of a boss for many years.

But when I heard ‘Where has time gone’, I fell into silence. This song was too lethal to these old men who lived over 300 years old.

They didn't care why these songs appeared. After listening to the original song several times, they hummed. Some people with singing talent sang the charm of the original song in a bowl of noodles, and even surpassed them.

There is no way, these are all the lyrics that Zhang Jiufan remembered temporarily, especially the lyrics of "I won't be a big brother for many years". Except for the words "I won't be a big brother for many years, I just want to love you hard" he made up everything else.

Even the most classic "Sister on the bow of the boat" he forgot what the song is, but at least I remember some of the songs, but the image is too bad and there is no suitable little sister. Zhang Jiufan just needs to follow the scenery on the Lion Camel Ridge to cooperate with his voice.

This is already Zhang Jiufan's limit. If you want to improve the song library in his mind, you can only find a genius singer in the future.

Now I am completely thinking about it, and he can sing more than a dozen songs one night.

As for "The Night Tear" and "Narclaw", it is completely unbearable.

However, these are very eye-opening to the land mountain gods. On weekdays, they are not only completing the various orders they issued, but also terrified to deal with the summons of all the great gods.

If there is a mistake and I am afraid of being beaten and killed, I will not have the chance to hear music, let alone sing with a relaxed mindset.

Now that Zhang Jiufan is surrounded by him, there is no need to worry about any god summoning them casually. Even if Zhang Jiufan is not strong enough, he is at least a great immortal who is truly enthroned by the Immortal Court.

After several rounds of trial singing, the lands were completely unable to extricate themselves and even rushed to sing risks.

"What are you grabbing? There are so many private rooms, and this one isn't the only one!"

Someone roared, and after the Mao Gods were cold for half a second, they rushed towards the private rooms like birds and beasts that were alarmed.

"This private room is mine."

"The private room has been occupied, come again in three hours."
Chapter completed!