"What?"

Su Qian was shocked, he didn't know how many things Queshan knew, why did he suddenly talk about Guan Erdai?

"It's okay to come, with Zhang Qingping to take care of, Feng Chen Chuwei is also a careful person, Zhuang Xiaoxian is your wisdom and responsibility, that is, you don't like sweets, industrial syrup is not good, take two cans of linden honey later and bring it back, just say that I sent it." ”

Queshan reported that among the militia, most of the people Su Qian knew, and even the habits and habits were well understood. Su Qian felt that he was in a cold sweat behind his back, as if a big hand had already firmly grasped everyone, and many of the means that Su Qian and the others thought of were just scratching their boots, maybe Queshan looked like child's play.

Seeing that Su Qian didn't speak, Queshan continued: "But men, it's still not as convenient as women, the gray girl is good, although there is a bit of a big lady problem, Now it's a lot more correct, let her take care of it." ”

Su Qian looked at the person on the other side of the table, where did he know how much, Queshan should know everything, no matter how big or small, everything was unknown, and maybe even more than Su Qian. The voice is so gentle, the appearance is so comfortable to look at, it feels like a spring breeze, but the content of it is cold and makes Su Qian go into hell, where is this ordinary dinner, and the Hongmen banquet is nothing more than that.

"Mr. Queshan, for the good grasp of the sycamore forest, Su Qian admires it very much, since Mr. Queshan has come to have something, Su Qian will follow. ”

Fortunately, the spider queen in his hand may be the last insurance, and he can't say that he will rely on this to fight for the last ray of life today.

"Mikami Yua is shallow, don't let her come out, the repeated battles are not good for her foundation. Queshan ate it evenly, and the freshly cut tree fruit also clicked all of Su Qian's preparations.

"I surrendered, the grass demon next to me, give me that plate of fruit, no eyesight at all?" Su Qian saw this with both hands, but gave up the mentality, since it doesn't matter, it is better to black two plates of tree fruits before death.

"Mr. Su, what are you talking about, I don't know if Mr. Su has ever seen the difference between the Wutong Forest and the third ring of Wuyangcheng Stadium, or does Mr. Su know the difference between here and the outside world?"

Queshan clapped his hands, and a number of images were projected on the wall on one side, although they were silent, just by looking at the explosion of the firelight, he knew that he must have experienced a lot of fighting. Whether it's a demon beast or a human being, the flesh and blood struggle is a glimmer of life between the two races, and there must be wailing everywhere in the ruins, and the blurred flesh and blood are seen in the tragedy.

Different places, different people, different pictures, the same tragedy. Bloodshed, mutilation, injury, slaughter, and so on, and the human beings who struggle among them are the weakest beings, picking up their only weapon and wanting to defend the right to live.

It's a pity that tanks and planes are not as sharp as monsters, light machine guns and sniper rifles, not as dense as the charge of monsters, and the war is still going on.

Su Qian was shocked by the picture in front of him, there were places he knew, and there were places he didn't know, in addition to the persecution of demon beasts, humans were also killing each other. Maybe it's the people who get out of danger who don't care how fast they run, as long as they are faster than their companions, greed is under the influence, and more innocent people may die at the hands of humans, turning into a supporting barrier for the lives of others to live for one more second.

"This is the outside world, flesh and blood, miserable, this is the sycamore forest where your heart is missing. Look, look, how ugly, how deformed, they have no dreams, no hopes, only the instincts left by life. Fight, fight, where will their shameless souls be accommodated by the upcoming Pure Land. ”

While speaking, Queshan opened the thick curtain on the other side, revealing the shrouded window, it was already the sun setting at night, but the starlight was still bright, and the sky without heavy industry pollution was only a few days, and it was revealed to be exceptionally clear. The street scene under the sycamore leaves is like a bustling city, and people shuttle through it happily, and you can vaguely see the smiling faces of children and the shouting of the night market streets.

Queshan looked outside and said: "This is what you want to escape, it can't be said to be heaven, and the yellow hair and hair are all happy, and the cloth clothes and pawns have to live." Those who are willing to struggle have the soil for survival, those who are willing to fight for their lives have a luxurious life, and the cowardly people who have nothing to do at least have one coarse tea and light meal a day, isn't it better than the cannibalistic world outside?"

Su Qian didn't answer, but his emotions seemed to be ignited by Queshan, and he hurriedly ran the Tonifying Spring Exercise to regulate his body, and continued to reflect an excited expression on the surface, but in his heart he silently recited, "Self-realization sometimes has self-realization, and other invisible enlightenment is the body." The Lingtai was proud and clear, and the spiritual power secretly practiced Su Qian's thoughts to take a breather, otherwise he might be affected by Queshan.

On the other side, Queshan continued his speech, "I give all the people living in the sycamore forest faith and ideals, the spirit of football can promote each of them to move forward, and like the light in hope to encourage everyone who has dreams." There are countless inspirational stories of a goal to fame, and the Red Army of the Jedi counterattack can be inspiring, and the 90-minute fierce battle will not give up until the last moment, which is the meaning of hard work.

I have seen countless teenagers in their prime go from here to the world, to the rotten system, and finally the talented ones are worn out, the ideals are filled in, the teenagers who want to slay dragons eventually become evil dragons, and the teenagers who want to save the suffering eventually turn into viruses. The fire in their hearts has been extinguished by life, but I can still hear the 'crackling' flames in the dry wood still fighting, and this kind of football cannot inspire people in the last days. ”

"Do you really just love football?" Su Qian has never understood Queshan's love for football, whether he is interested, heartfelt, or motivated by profit in order to get something from the fans?

"Of course, you don't know football, what Huaxia football means to us grass monsters and tree demons, because you haven't experienced it, you haven't experienced it. Every inch of grass here has not been soaked in the blood of the football boys, it is their passion that has not yet cooled.

Wuyang Football is the strongest heroic in China, and it has raised a group of fans who want to fight for the glory days even if the sea and the sky are wide. Although it is a distant dream to become the strongest in the world, we must use our red blood to follow the footsteps of the past, even if we leave innocent wounds, we must rush away from everything, and no longer hesitate and regret this life. ”

"Are you reporting the name of the song?" Su Qian interjected and complained, but was glared back by Queshan.

"All of our grass demons, tree demons, and flower demons grow in this land, because football is given life, and naturally our lives also belong to football. Football needs spectators, and I can protect every ordinary person in the land within a radius of 60 miles below, and as long as he also loves football, he can get my protection, because I want to give football the soil to grow freely.

The previous system is still rotten, and the land is not barren, but it is full of polluted environment, which allows seeds to sprout. I used to stand there and watch, stretching my arms out as hard as I could, unable to protect any teenager who scored a goal at my feet, in exchange for the lumberjack's day-to-day pruning.

Now the spiritual power of heaven and earth is my opportunity, with me after the future of Huaxia football will change, this land is my land, I am like a vegetable greenhouse, the environment covered by me is the hope of Huaxia football. It can accommodate the birth of geniuses, the display of talents, and the teenagers who can escape, and the only thing that cannot be tolerated is the filthy corrosion and the great joy of eunuchism.

You look at the dilapidated outside world, and then look at the prosperity in the third ring, everything yesterday is just yesterday's yellow flowers, and today's Chinese football will definitely have me to move towards a new chapter. The menarche period of spiritual power will eventually come to an end, and the peaceful forces will slowly look for sports to replace fighting, and then you will see a new China. ”

After saying this, Queshan looked at Su Qian, the lights behind him were bright and starry, and Queshan opened his mouth to ask Su Qian: "Are you still doubting my purpose now?"

Looking at Queshan's eyes full of clarity, that kind of purity is the most essential to ask for without impurities, Su Qian believes that everything he does is really just for football, it is such a simple reason, it is a simple reason, a reason that is a little paranoid.