Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 179: There has been no wealth in this world
"Why are you here."
A man in a black evening gown came out from the shadows. His costume looked like a Western vampire, but in fact he was a light magister, but he People do not seem to be sunny at all.
Litchi was still sitting alone on the rock, watching the stream flowing continuously under her feet. At this time, she seemed so calm and peaceful.
The attack on this world has come to an absolute end, because this world is no longer able to organize an established peak resistance force, and the broadcast will no longer issue auxiliary task reminders to the big-eyed listeners who enter here. This also means Now that the broadcast has been tested, there are only two and three caught fish that need to be cleaned up, and the place is completely clean.
And these listeners, very lucky, will become the first generation of listeners in this world, even if they will be sent as the first batch of cannon fodder to another world that needs to be attacked, but at least they can The world will live for a while.
As Boss Liang said, the audience’s greatest pursuit is nothing more than to live longer. For the first generation of audiences, they can live for a few decades at least, or even a few hundred if they are lucky. Years are not impossible.
For them, this is already a great sense of happiness.
"Pochetti, am I familiar with you?" Lychee didn't turn her head to look at the man. She didn't have this idea right now. Perhaps, for her, living longer is not really exciting. , Because it also means that the couple can completely gain a foothold.
When the rules of broadcasting are completely overdone, the couple can be regarded as broadcasting in the true sense.
This is the ending that Lychee does not want to see. The better your enemy is, the less happy you are of course.
"Miss, I'm just here to express my admiration for you." Pochetti took out a white flower from his cuff. The flower is very coquettish and has a special fragrance. This is unique in this world. Some types of flowers.
"You're so...boring." Lychee stood up and walked straight ahead, her leather boots trampled on the stream, making a crisp sound.
"Where are you going?" Pochetti should be a love veteran. He is happy to have a love story with this outstanding and glamorous oriental woman as the first generation listener in this extravagant time.
"Find a hole." Lychee replied.
"Hole?" Pochetti repeated the word in English. Did he think he had heard it wrong? Or is it wrong?
"Yes, find a hole." Lychee smiled, then she turned her face and looked at Bochetti for the first time, "Otherwise, she will die."
"Hahaha." Pochetti also laughed, "Miss Lychee, are you kidding? The world has almost been cleaned up. Where else might we be threatened?"
"Yeah." Lychee replied, and a black whirlpool appeared under her feet, and her figure was disappearing into it.
"Miss, it seems impolite to turn around like this..."
Pochetti's figure flashed in a hurry, and a holy white light appeared as if to stop the lychee from leaving.
"Presumptuous."
Litchi returned these two words calmly,
In an instant,
The water in this creek began to flow backwards, time and space began to become chaotic, and even the light magic around Pochetti began to be cut and dispersed.
"Boom!"
Pochetti flew out and fell heavily on the ground, her face full of shock,
He knew that this Eastern woman was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong!
She is not her opponent at all, and even her own magic elements cannot condense in front of her coercion.
"Goodbye."
Lychee disappeared directly after returning these two words,
This goodbye is definitely not a farewell in the sense of ordinary politeness,
It's a game,
Farewell to life and death.
Farewell,
All of you,
You guys,
It's time to be cleared.
Godmother, godfather,
I will wait for your son to come over,
Then my brother and I came to find you together,
Kow your head,
In front of your grave.
………………
A ray of blood stopped Chen Ru, which made Chen Ru feel frustrated. She went crazy and bombarded the **** ray, but there was no effect, as if the sky lying in front of her was a trench. , I can't cross the past anyway.
As Yan Huihong said, Chen Ru is a stupid woman. She is very strong and self-confident. Yan Huihong may not be able to beat Chen Ru now, and can definitely become a high-level listener. Not a fool.
It's just that the pattern of this woman is too small.
If at first Chen Ru’s reversal was due to Su Yuhang’s instigation, now, after she has fulfilled Su Yuhang’s request, she is still bombarding the obstacles in front of her like crazy, in fact, it is purely to relieve her. Lost the fear in my heart.
The more confident a person is, the more vulnerable she is. She knows that there is a stronger presence in this world than herself, but she didn't expect that a dead person could prevent herself from getting over the thunder pond!
Wealth never looked at Chen Ru at all. What's so good about a crazy woman?
The armor directly passed through the formation of the orphanage and appeared inside.
The rich and rough hand stroked the armor lightly, and the consciousness in it had completely disappeared. The so-called armor man had long ceased to exist, perhaps the eldest son who followed him left.
Fu Su is bleak, but at least he can accompany him on Huangquan Road.
Perhaps, he is also unwilling to say a word to the rich and honorable. This is his character. Otherwise, he would not be directly sealed by the first emperor because of his disobedience to the first emperor's arrangements.
Fugui stretched out his hand and lifted it, the armor spread out, and then it clung to his body.
Old and rich,
Bloated figure,
Even wearing the most sophisticated armor in the world, it doesn’t look so tall,
Not the slightest mighty majesty,
Instead, it’s more like an old farmer working on the land,
Too simple to look straight.
He is not a hero, so naturally he can't feel like a big hero,
He is considered to be the person who sees the farthest in the world, but what he likes most is to see in front of him.
He doesn't like calculations, he doesn't like to be exacting,
Maybe the only regret in my heart now is that I couldn’t pee for my godson once, hold that cute porcelain doll, and watch the little guy pee out at him, then wipe him. , Shook the little guy's nose.
This may be the most beautiful picture he can imagine now.
This is his life,
It's a rich life;
Su Yuhang once asked himself why he was called “Fugui”. Su Yuhang’s guess was that “life and death are destiny, wealth and wealth are in the sky”. This is the perspective of seeing things from the perspective of the audience.
But my answer is that he is the fifth child of his father, and his father is a simple farmer. He feels that having many children and grandchildren is the greatest wealth.
The old rich and honorable himself thinks so.
But in this life, he owes his wife and his own children. The only person who can connect with him and speak and communicate normally is his godson because he is also a listener, because he is not afraid Become a listener.
If you have more children, you will be rich.
There is no reason.
The armor on my body is getting hotter and hotter, and the surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher.
The wrinkles on the face of the old and wealthy are beginning to become clearer,
A pair of eyes are full of profound vicissitudes.
Jiezhen sits in place, at a loss.
The three high-level listeners in Sichuan saw that Chen Ru couldn't penetrate into it, so they knew that they didn't go forward and do anything, because the seemingly honest old man is definitely not so friendly. Roles.
He didn't take action against himself and others, because he disdain, not because he couldn't.
A gray light quickly fell nearby. Yan Huihong, who was speeding up at the expense of the source, looked pale for a while, but when he saw the old wealthy figure again, he looked very excited.
He didn't say anything, because it was useless to say more, he just bowed slightly and gave the teacher's salute to the old man in front of him.
At this moment, a peaceful atmosphere is flowing around. This aura is far less aggressive than the previous boss Liang's anger for Lan Yan, but the scope of influence is wider.
Boss Liang was only able to feel it by high-end listeners, and this time for the old rich and wealthy, all listeners could feel it.
The phrase is very clichéd and the description often used in official articles, at this moment, it is like a warm current flowing into the hearts of the listeners~IndoMTL.com~ makes them feel a warm feeling.
Now,
America,
Australia,
Asia,
Europe,
I don’t know how many listeners are subconsciously showing the color of thinking, and how many listeners are paying attention to the direction here, or even just bowing.
The three high-level listeners in Sichuan smiled bitterly at each other. There was no way, no way. Their immigration qualifications had lost their original meaning. After a lot of toss, only a lot of tossing remained.
The monk in the service area smiled slightly, put his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name, the past life benefits the fruit, the current life seven laws, only wealth can be in the eyes of the Dharma!
The old wealthy body began to fade slowly, and the flesh and blood began to be taken away. This time, he will walk cleanly, or call, walk cleanly.
He died a long time ago, so now, he has no grief of death,
He raised his head,
Look into the air,
He seemed to see his former friend, as if he saw himself and him walking under the street lamp after dinner, as if he was still the big brother who stood beside him and liked to nod and agree.
"Dahang, didn't you tell me personally that you wanted to be a good father?
What is his broadcast, and what is the audience that he pinches out?
Can you really compare to being a wonderful person? "
Next moment,
The flesh and blood of riches and nobles fell apart, the last trace he left in the world was completely erased,
A ray of blood rushed into the sky, tearing this space apart, and conveying it to the other shore;
At the same time, a mountain range in that world began to tremble violently at this time,
In the karst cave deep in the mountain,
Nearly five hundred coffins began to tremble, as if the evil spirit who had been sleeping for a thousand years was about to wake up!
I said to Cicada: "See you later, I will wait for the next year."
The cicada said to me: "I will meet again in the future, I have to wait for the next life."