Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 81: Ye Gong Hao Long

Sunshine, beach, breeze, coffee, this is a very pleasant match. A man with a sickly white complexion lies reclining on a bench, wearing sunglasses on his face, as if he has fallen asleep.

This is a beach that belongs to him alone. The ocean is an area that has not been completely conquered and covered by humans. It is really not difficult to find an uninhabited island here, and some small islands sometimes It will sink to the bottom of the sea and then surface again after a few years.

A wave of almost twenty stories high suddenly rises on the sea in front of it, like a beast with a huge mouth, swallowing it towards this side, even the sun is blocked.

The man on the bench seemed to be unaware, still taking his own nap.

Finally, the wave hit the shore, but it faded suddenly, leaving only a huge bubble on the shore. Eight people stood in the bubble. The leader was a blue-haired young man with his eyes. With an amber texture.

"Hills, you are so leisurely."

The blue-haired young man came here while rubbing his wrist. There was a lot of food beside Hills’ bench. The coconuts alone were half a person high.

He didn't think of himself as an outsider. The blue-haired youth took a straw and inserted it directly into the coconut, and drank the coconut juice on his own.

The seven people who came with the blue-haired youth were standing there in a proper manner. One of them looked like an Asian.

"Maschel, are you too boring in life, so come to disturb my peace?" Hilles took off his sunglasses and complained somewhat dissatisfiedly to the blue-haired youth beside him.

"Hehe, haven't you waited enough for the living dead in the land of the Dao? After finally coming out, another person came to the uninhabited island in the ocean. I have been looking for it for a long time." I stretched out, looked for it, and found that there was only one bench, so he simply sat directly on the ground, threw away the empty coconut and “cheekedly” took a new one and continued drinking.

"My business is my business." Hills seemed helpless to this guy, and he was too lazy to say something.

"You should know about the removal of the old palace of the Macedonian Empire, right?" Mascher seemed to be about to enter the subject at this time.

"If I tell you that the dad who lives in my next door neighbor moved it, would you believe it?" Hills asked rhetorically.

"It's like a classmate of my childhood brag to us that David Beckham lives next door to his house."

"Then we have nothing to talk about." Hilles put on his sunglasses again, seeming to be going to sleep again.

"Don't worry, I also made an appointment with Kerry. He is expected to be here soon." Mascher fetched a third coconut.

"You also called him?" Hills lying on the bench sneered, "What the **** are you going to do?"

"We found something. Because of the appearance and removal of the ancient palace, some sealed historical materials were proved to be correct. The original records that were thrown in the garbage were re-turned up. As a result, There are some special discoveries." Mascher seems to want to use a "provocative" tone to raise Hill's interest, but Hill's is like a salted fish, he doesn't even want to turn over.

"Then you can go with Kerry, what do I need to do?" Hills said lazily, "I am not interested in forming an Raiders of the Lost Ark alliance with you."

"There are very powerful formations in that place."

"Aren't you also an array mage?"

"But those formations are more oriental, Hills, you know that in the entire western audience circle, there are few formations that are comparable to the two of us, but there are few of them, but you I still have a good understanding of those things in the East, so this time I really have to ask you to do a favor. Are you not curious?"

"I..."

Before Shils could speak, a heat wave suddenly blew in the distance. A burning phoenix swept from the sea. The seven senior men on the shore were standing in the bubbles, and Shils Mascher and Mascher have their own power instincts, so it's not a big deal, but this originally lush island almost seems to have been bombed by a gasoline bomb, becoming a bare dead island.

The fire phoenix transformed into the figure of a teenager in the air, wearing an Arsenal-like jersey.

"Kerry, you absolutely did it on purpose!" Hills said angrily.

"No way, if I want you to do me a favor, I have to do something extraordinary." Kerry walked to the front and took a coconut by himself, and took a straw from Mascher.

"I won't succumb!" Hills jumped off the bench, "I don't believe that this is done on the ocean. You dare to see one burn one. If it doesn't work, I will go to an island with many tourists and see if you dare. I dare not burn the living people there!"

"Hills, what are you avoiding?" Kerry asked while smoking coconut milk, "You seem to know something that we don't know, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to understand the reason for your decadence now. What the **** is it."

"What do I know?" Hills shrugged, looking like I was crazy, "Didn’t I already post on the website to explain, me, you, and you, three of us? If individuals preach at this time, there is still a certain probability that they can survive, or in other words, they can live for a while in another place.

But these people, unless they are geniuses, they are already destined to be cleaned up like **** in two years! "

Sills pointed at the seven seniors who were still standing in the bubble. These seven seniors immediately became very unsightly, but due to the identity and strength of the person in front of him, no one dared to attack.

"Hey, there is also an Asian person here. You remind me of a friend who is a Chinese. What about you, are you Chinese, Japanese, or Korean?"

The yellow-skinned and black-haired young man named by Hills replied at this moment, "My lord, I am Chinese."

"Oh, also Chinese, do you know a guy named Su Bai?" Hills asked casually.

"Su Bai?"

Gu Fan was stunned for a moment. At this time, he was a little confused in his heart, but he nodded and said, "Yes, he is a very good friend of mine, from childhood to..."

"You lie." Hills frowned and said confidently, "If you were his friend, you would describe him like this when speaking of him:

The selfish, self-righteous, self-righteous and self-righteous **** who is completely self-centered!

For example, that's how I treat him. "

"..." Gu Fan.

………………

The surrounding area was filled with fascinating white air. The fat man and the monk maintained and observed the formation in front of them, while the Buddha sat cross-legged.

They don’t think anything will happen to Su Bai. After all, it’s just a dream from the Yin Soldier. If it’s an ordinary person, it’s really possible to get stuck in it and forget who they are. In fact, many people have a stroke or a storm. The killer was because he encountered the Yin Soldier's soul being followed by him without knowing it.

But Su Bai is not an ordinary person. When it comes to willpower, even a monk, he has to sigh.

Furthermore, Su Bai's body and soul are now bound together, and they are completely integrated. This is like the principle that women like to control a man’s heart and control a man’s stomach. Now I think To abduct Su Bai, he had to pull his stomach and heart away together, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty a lot.

For this reason, at first, the fat man and the monk didn't really take it seriously, but the professionalism is here after all. Although the two are a little absent-minded, the observations that should be done are still doing.

At the moment, judging from the feedback of the formation, Su Bai should have fallen into a nervous mood, and the bunch of flowers in front of the fat man began to tremble.

"It seems that Dabai was shocked by Zulong's coercion, hahaha." The fat man said gleefully, "To be honest, Fatty, I have not seen the emperor yet."

"There are still many royal families in Europe, and there are indeed none in China. Even if you push forward for more than a hundred years, few of the last emperors in the late Qing Dynasty have the air of real dragons. It doesn't matter if you look at it," the monk said.

"Oh, it's a pity, even if I just see the memory scene, I really want to know what Zulong looks like, hey, monk, do you think I'm sitting on the wrong side? Fusu fought with us before. At that time, he regarded us as a scum, similar to the Erguizi Puppet Army."

"There were also many young people in Western Europe who worshipped Che Guevara. This kind of thing has little to do with the camp." The monk said with emotion, "Poor monks are also very yearning."

As the two of them were talking, the thread in front of them suddenly stopped moving.

"Huh? This thing doesn't move anymore. Da Bai's heart is still like water?" The fat man smashed his mouth, "So calm, he was in the same state as the man shivered~IndoMTL.com~ The monk's face changed suddenly, suddenly Spread your hands out, chant the mantra,

Next moment,

The originally motionless floral thread suddenly ignited spontaneously, and even with this formation began to shake, and it might collapse at any time.

"I got a big fuck, what kind of plane is this!" The fat man bit the tip of his tongue immediately, spouting a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue, and began to forcibly press down on his palm. This formation was arranged by him and the monk together to connect Su The one on Bai's side is equivalent to the rope that Su Bai returned from the memory of the Yin Soldier's borrowed way. There must not be the slightest accident, especially now that there is an unexpected sign.

The monk took out the Buddhist beads, chanted the Buddhist scriptures, the light of the Buddha appeared around him, and began to further bless the formation.

But in the sky above the formation, a golden phantom suddenly appeared. The majestic dragon was pressed down, making the fat man and the monk pale, and blood began to overflow in the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. ...

"This damn, how could there be a dragon in the dream... and it's a five-clawed golden dragon..." the fat man cursed.