"It's so fragrant, it's so hot, it's so exciting!"

Chen Yu drank two large sips of hot oil, probably eating black fruit bark for too long, and suddenly came with some oil and water, not to mention how moved he was, tears poured out, hoping to have more, a little bit of it.

has not lived up to his hopes, I have never heard that there is no oil in the oil pot hell, even if it is drunk for tens of thousands of years, tens of millions of years, or even hundreds of millions of years, it will not be a problem, as long as the stomach is big enough and the heart is wide enough, everything is not a problem.

Sure enough, it is not necessary to eat food with oil to replenish physical strength, the body is full of energy, and all the energy is still used to drink oil.

At first, it was two mouthfuls and one break, but now it has become a mouth to swallow infinitely, don't underestimate a poor man who has been eating tree bark for many years, he can definitely create new possibilities.

Chen Yu's arms were waving up and down, and his legs were also flailing, not to mention how comfortable he was now, even if he didn't have wings, he could forcibly fly into the sky and complete what Feng Zi would be difficult to do in his life.

The blue sky and white clouds, and an old crow passing by, re-feel the changes in the world, everything seems so small, just like ants, and like ants.

The belly is getting bigger and bigger, and the so-called hot blood must also be made of some kind of soul substance, and even the belly of the soul body can be supported.

It's still getting bigger, it's getting bigger, and it's even completely become a ball, as long as someone sees it, they will definitely run back desperately as soon as possible, in case the ball explodes, that kind of terrible power, not just anyone can afford it.

There was no discomfort, and he even twisted his huge body, like a balloon blown by the wind, and his posture looked extremely swaying.

Constantly surpassing the limits of human beings, the mouth keeps swallowing hot oil, the body is still expanding, endlessly, even the viewer is tired of it, looking forward to exploding quickly, and going home to sleep immediately after reading it, otherwise the heart is always hanging, and it feels very uncomfortable.

More and more onlookers touched their stomachs, sighed, turned around and prepared to go home, watch the play and eat, and temporarily wronged themselves by choosing to eat.

After all, there's no point in waiting, the thing in front of you is not a person, as long as you can make the most firm answer at a glance, it is estimated that it will never explode, and going home to eat is the most important thing at present.

As expected, the huge sphere is still expanding, and it has already affected it somewhat, and the soul bodies who are enjoying the warmth of the oil pot are all very surprised, for hundreds of years, thousands of years, the blood has not cooled down, and today's incident is the first time.

Stopped the meaningless silence, and began to feel the indescribable beauty after the temperature became, and it turned out that the low temperature was not so annoying, and perhaps the pursuit had to be repositioned.

The oil temperature of No. 38 decreased, and all the soul body brothers and sisters were not to mention how excited, although their faces were sad and unwilling, but the smiling faces that were barely squeezed out could be seen a little.

The soul will become the last moment after death, and it is estimated that not many people will be able to die with a smile and a reassuring expression.

Most of them are still quite helpless and sad, separated from their loved ones and future generations, or suffering from fatal injuries and illnesses at the last moments, and it is too difficult to show a peaceful expression before dying.

Even so, now they were able to resist their excitement, and the temperature of the oil had finally changed, and although the effect of heat therapy had been reduced, the peculiar feeling had been able to counteract all dissatisfaction.

The entire No. 38 oil pot was filled with jubilant laughter, and the relationship between the souls was closer, just like the relatives in the past.

Soul love soul soul, soul soul love soul, countless touching events are happening, many soul bodies are shed excited black tears, even if they know that crying will consume soul energy, but they really can't help the hot feelings that have broken the embankment.

It's just a slight change, as if you've come to heaven, and the beauty is not something that words can describe at all, so the soul is excited and a little hesitant.

The memories of life came flooding back to their hearts, they had lived before, they knew what love was, what was loved, although they had become a soul state, they had already underestimated themselves, but now they had completely let go of the last barrier.

The No. 38 oil pot has no sleep tonight, no sleep tomorrow night, maybe in five hundred years their lives will return to loneliness and paleness, at least now they can have the whole world, it is enough.

As a soul, what else can you think, that is, honestly in the oil pot, waiting for the arrival of the newcomer, so that you can hear the story of the newcomer before his death, every family has a difficult scripture, and the soul in the oil pot of the older generation No. 38 can best experience this feeling.

It seems that thousands of years have passed, and there is really no one who can keep laughing and happy forever, and the soul body is of course comforted, at least there are worse than them, or even almost miserable, or miserable.

In short, there is nothing good, it is actually those sad stories. Maybe it's because of the hell here, no matter how you look at it, it's hell, and if you really have a good life, maybe the old souls of No. 38 will be to death.

It's all on the rise, and it's imperative to hold a swim for it, there are no rewards, and the only thing the winner can get is the cheers and curses of the losers.

Dashan used to be a person, but he was born far away from the sea, and there were no accidents, and he was eliminated in the preliminary round, but he was not discouraged, and decided to compete only once in 5,000 years, and strive to break through the first round when the time comes.

In the end, the champion was finally produced, and it was a very thin soul, and it seemed that he must have suffered inhuman abuse before coming to the oil pot hell.

A remnant soul can defeat all the No. 38 big men and women, and it can be regarded as being able to spread a good story outside.

The last champion hung his head and sighed at the injustice of life, and by the way, he lamented the injustice of his soul, in short, whether it was male or female, he was already stupid and couldn't tell the difference.

Immediately regain your spirits and soak up the joyful atmosphere around you, no one cares who the loser is, just like after cheering, you forget who is the champion.

Someone proposed to have an oil festival in which all souls participated, and all the souls responded collectively in favor of it, and the preparations were quickly completed, as long as the mountain gave the order, all the souls would begin, the first oil Songkran festival.

Looking at the cave all the time, Dashan's gaze was very deep, and he seemed to have foreseen Chen Yu, who was burned by the bottom of the pot, and didn't think so much for the time being, and with an order, the sky was full of golden oil beads.

The first Songkran Festival officially kicked off, all the souls were vigorously teasing the hot heat, and the people around them were trying to avoid it, but how could they avoid such scattered oil and water, they were doused squarely, and their whole body was convulsive.

(End of chapter)