"But!"

"Sons and daughters of the Chinese nation, who wants to be slaughtered like pigs and sheep...... Defend the Yellow River, defend North China, and defend the whole of China...... The wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the Yellow River is roaring!"

In the small secret room, imprisoning a god of calamity, Tang Hong opened his arms, his voice was full of emotion, and he sang a Yellow River chorus to him.

This is the fighting spirit of the sons and daughters of China and the eulogy of resisting foreign enemies.

Of course.

Tang Hong chose this song, and part of the reason was the Yellow River Organization.

Since embarking on this road......

Well, to be exact, he was completely fooled in by Fang Nanxun, and he was scared and lured, which made Tang Hong very dissatisfied, why did he give me a car?

That year, people were still pure, their hearts were still immature, and they also liked Porsche, Ferrari, Lamborghini and even Bugatti Veyron, but Fang Nanxun only took out an Audi R8 - and today Tang Hong stands at the level of Fang Nanxun, and can no longer find the original appearance of a teenager, and can no longer experience the excitement of driving a supercar and walking to the peak of life.

It's like a man who loves beauty has struggled for most of his life, and finally has been surrounded by beautiful women, warblers and swallows, all kinds of styles, but he has a higher pursuit of life.

It's okay to draw a gun and fight, but this kind of battle has become boring.

Regret is regret.

But Tang Hong deeply understood that the Yellow River Organization was in his growth stage, sheltering from the wind and rain, paving the road, and the road was unbelievably smooth and smooth, with no worries and no resource disputes.

Extraordinary style.

More often than not, the Yellow River organization has made a silent contribution. He has countless expectations on him, standing in the center of the stage that everyone is looking at, but before that, it was the Yellow River Organization that helped him lay a good foundation for the stage, pushing Tang Hong forward step by step, sweeping away all interference, just moving forward, and not worrying about anything else.

"So. ”

Tang Hong stared at the immovable multicolored feathers and was puzzled.

"It's not okay to sing you a song about the Yellow River!"

"Another hymn to human courage!" Tang Hong adjusted the type of voice, replacing it with a low, thick and grand magnetic voice.

Each syllable, with its intonation and frustration, comes from the heart.

Impassioned to the extreme, Tang Hong's transcendent voice hit the wall of the secret room, faintly echoing the effect.

"Arise, ...... you who do not want to be slaves"

"The Chinese nation has arrived, and the most dangerous time ......"

"Get up, get up, get up!" Tang Hong sang to the last sentence, his blood was surging, and he longed to climb the silver round platform alone, break into the suppression area, grab the god of disaster and beat him violently, and beat him to death: "Forward, forward, forward!"

In the end, he still didn't go up, facing a disaster god that needed to enter the holy level of combat power, Tang Hong let out a long breath.

"Two songs. ”

"This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times. ”

"The man listens to silence, and the woman listens to cry...... I have tears in my eyes, and you are worth one person. ”

Still no, Tang Hong doesn't believe it, it's okay to sing to the divine servants, there is one person worth the harvest, how to sing to the divine envoy can't do it.

Do the angels not understand the words of men?

It seems that Dr. Sang just said that this calamity god remnant does not have the wisdom of thinking.

But perseverance and not giving up are traditional virtues.

How to give up halfway.

In the small secret room, the singing voice was loud, the five-colored feathers on the silver round platform were not moving, and the five large divine power colliders were running at full capacity, Tang Hong chose the song "Borrow from the Sky for Another Five Hundred Years".

"Look at the iron hooves and walk all over the rivers and mountains~"

"May the fireworks be peaceful and happy in the world~"

"Being a man is a place of heart and gall, being a man is not afraid of hardships and dangers, pride remains the same, year after year, I really want to live for another 500 years, I really ...... I. Tang Hong was stunned when he sang.

If it were possible, we would really like to live another 500 years, at least until the day when we see the hope of victory.

But the upper limit of our life expectancy is 50 years.

The theoretical life span of initiation is up to fifty-five.

We don't live long, we don't live long, and our lifespan is shorter than normal.

Even if the meteor flashes away, it vows to light up the night. But who cares about the inconspicuous meteor that crosses the sky and disappears into the distance.

'Is the transcendent open. ’

I'm for it. ’

Tang Hong sang the whole song while thinking.

【Ding Dong!】

[The first time you experience the mood swings of a person causing a divine messenger, one person is worth plus ten]

A stream of information surfaced on the interface of the system, and Tang Hong tilted his head, secretly surprised: "Is it my singing voice that causes his mood swings, or am I sentimental?" This is a situation that has never been seen before. ”

"Try again. ”

"Let the Doctor wait a little longer. ”

......

Tang Hong: "***??" ，***?? ！”

【Ding Dong!】

[The first time you experience a person scolding the oracle, one person is worth plus two]

......

Tang Hong: "Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony." Freedom, equality, justice, the rule of law. Patriotic, dedicated, honest and friendly. ”

【Ding Dong!】

[The first time you experience a person's education oracle, one person is worth plus two]

——

In fact.

Dr. Sang led Tang Hong into the Golden Secret Room, mainly to test Tang Hong's Divine Breath resistance.

You must know that the raw material of the ultimate divine artifact is part of the divine body of the God of Calamity, not the divine remains, but the divine body!

Therefore, it is necessary to measure the data, tailor the configuration, the resistance of the divine breath, and how much damage there is, these are the necessary preparations before creating the ultimate artifact.

It's complicated, but it's simple, and Dr. Sang expects half an hour to be enough...... Unexpectedly, it took Tang Hong an hour to open the door, his face was ruddy, and he looked happy.

'Spring breeze is proud!'

Dr. Sang was also stunned.

For the first time in my life, I met such a strange transcendent.

Two or three steps into the secret room, carefully looked at the body of the calamity god imprisoned on the silver round platform, turned his head again, and looked Tang Hong up and down, Dr. Sang felt that his worldview was shaky: "Jiang Lulu is already crazy about eating gods. ”

"You, you ......"

Dr. Sang really wants to ask, Tang Hong, what did you do to him.

Take a look,

Feathers that float all the time,

At this time, it fell quietly on the surface of the round platform.

It was as if he had been tortured and abused by a madman.

"Don't look at me, it's not me. Tang Hong's eyes widened innocently: "I didn't do anything, just singing, dancing or something." ”

"I believe in you. ”

Dr. Sang sighed faintly, very pleased, he liked Tang Hong, a person who was obviously crazy and didn't know it.

Because...... We are the same kind of people.

——

The night of the day.

Tang Hongmei Zizi checked the stock of one person's value.

With a bang, the door slammed open, and a golden shadow pounced.

"Jiang Lulu!"

Tang Hong rose into the air, lying in the air, looking at her with his chin on his chin: "Your hair...... How did it turn black. ”

Chirp, Jiang Lulu, who plunged into the quilt but threw herself into the air, raised her chin.

"Mom said it!"

"Children can't dye their hair! Girls still have the best black hair. Jiang Lulu followed Liu Sheng from the Yunhai Division, returned to the Imperial Capital Division, and returned to the Central Research Institute.

Tang Hong listened to Jiang Lulu's story: "Your mother said that dyeing your hair is not good and dyed your black hair again, it seems that something is not right." ”

"Yes, no (≧▽≦)/~"

Jiang Lulu sat up, with a smug face, as if she was pointing out the country: "Nong knows how to fight, the gods are really delicious!"