Disorderly.

The Nether begins to unfold.

The elemental realm also has Sandru's-stirring stick.

He had seen the ruins fall in the middle of the real-world ocean.

The conflict between the remnants of the Xiliu State and Xu Zhi is not stable, so it is difficult to travel to other regions.

Xu Zhi felt that it was the first time he had been in such a chaotic environment.

The things we face and the environment we face are constantly changing.

Many people are still ignorant, and when he doesn't know what to do, he sees a little clue of chaos.

This is not a peaceful and prosperous era, and under the cover of prosperity, there are all kinds of chaos.

No kingdom escapes, and no one escapes this influence.

Whether you want to protect yourself or protect others, in this kind of chaotic battle, you need luck, strength, and the breath in your heart.

The courage to continue to fight.

Whether it's a jungle elf lord in a dream world, or a master ability in reality.

To be proud of, but not to be complacent.

He took a small step, and there were still many people in front of him, and the road was long.

The heart of the confusion that came to the Xiliu Country slowly stabilized, and the martial arts that Xu Zhi had not practiced hard in recent months were released in the small resettlement room.

Whether it's a claw, a stick, or a qi practice, these abilities have not been wasted because of this.

Xu Zhi's internal qi slowly flowed, and his fists and feet made slight shocks and tremors in the air from time to time, accompanied by a soft sonic boom.

The more experience you have, the more you will have a better understanding of your cultivation, and the continuous accumulation will be like the accumulation of quantity and energy, and you will continue to move forward in the direction of qualitative change.

When he was thinking in his heart, he only heard someone knocking on the door in a very rhythmic manner.

"Anyone? Is Mr. Bollipian here? I'm Bollician. ”

A beautiful female voice came from outside the door, the official language of the extremely standard Xiliu country, as accurate as the host of a TV station.

The other party's words made him a little confused, and Xu suddenly remembered the reporter from the Sand Sculpture Daily.

"Our president's daughter is also called Bollician."

This is really a collision of names, and it is very easy to conflict with a single surname and a single name, such as Zhang Wei, Wang Wei, Wang Fang, Li Wei, Li Na, Wang Jing......

A slight query by the software that repeats names shows that there are two or three hundred thousand people whose names are called like this.

If it's a three-word one, it's a little less, and then it's a four-word one, it's even less.

But it's not going to come to your door.

The male and female Bollipian met and chatted, but Xu Zhi refused this kind of fate.

It doesn't make sense, he's not a ten-year-old or eight-year-old kid, and he's still interested in this kind of renaming.

Choking and Strange Novels|w~w~w.

Besides, his real name is Xu Zhi, and there are many people in Dongyue Guo and him who have the same name.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.

People are not there.

"Mr. Bollicier, I heard your voice, open the door quickly, I'm Bolile, a reporter from the Sand Sculpture Daily, I think the topic of renaming is very interesting, let's make an issue of the Sand Sculpture Daily with the same name as the Great West Stream."

Duplicate name topic.

Boring.

Be interviewed.

No way.

Keep away from exposure and stay safe.

"I specially applied for an interview fund of 100,000 yuan, and I can give you 50,000 yuan."

"Come in, please."

Xu Zhi took a towel to cover his face and quickly opened the door.

No matter how boring the topic is, it's interesting with money.

Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, each of which needs to be supported by money.

Lacking a way to cash in and convert, and no money available in the Xiliu country, Xu Zhi still relies on the disaster relief donations in the Sand Sculpture Daily to support him.

Stripped some money from two Ito Moe and Hatoyama, but the high school students have little money.

If these Xiliu country banknotes are exhausted, Xu Zhi will only have to rely on these little brothers to collect protection money to support himself.

Now that he has the opportunity to make money, he has to be cheeky to make money.

"I'm so happy to see a friend with the same name and surname, especially a beautiful lady, it's incredible, oh my! You may be seated. ”

The iron door opened, and a dignified-looking girl in a small white dress came into view.

From silence to extreme enthusiasm.

Fifty thousand dollars seems to have played a very big role.

The Bolipian reporter's hand was still on the knocking motion, and she looked at Xu Zhi in the arabesque face wrapping method, and her expression was a little stunned.

I can only see two eyes, what are I doing, and with a thick towel, I am not afraid of not being able to breathe smoothly.

The professional quality of the reporter made her recover relatively quickly, and she began to look at Xu Zhi's small resettlement house.

The room was extremely standardized, neat, and well-organized, and the living habits of this male Bollipian seemed to be quite good.

The same name and surname, it is not a shame.

"Mr. Pier, the decoration of your head is a little strange."

"Hahaha, the sea breeze blows too much, and the skin on my face is dry and cracked, so I need to moisturize it."

Xu Zhi's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he looked at the cameraman with a sunhat behind the other party.

The interview was taken casually, the photos and records should not be messed with, as long as the camera was turned on, he could only maintain this kind of dress, and he was moisturizing throughout the interview.

"You're really good at maintenance, and your style of maintenance is very special."

Looking at Xu Zhi's white hands, Bolile compared himself.

He is fair-skinned, and the other party is mutton fat nephrite, which is not comparable at all.

Defeated.

"If you're interested, you can also try it, it's the secret of our harbor children's maintenance, most people don't know, by the way, how long the interview lasts."

Xu Zhi is quite concerned about the interview, and after the interview, he has money to take this kind of good thing, and he must make it clear.

The Sand Sculpture Daily is really a bodhisattva who saves the suffering and rescues the suffering, and what is lacking is sent.

"Ah, interview, let's start the interview, can you take the towel off your head?"

"I can't."

"Shall I add 50,000?"

"Manly man, if you can't, you can't" Xu Zhi finished his breath and whispered: "If you are willing to add money, turn off the camera first, and promise not to take photos, I can still take off the towel." ”

"Brother, hurry up and turn off the camera equipment, I'm curious about how people with the same name and surname look."

Bolipian waved at the cameraman, who snorted and muffled to turn the camera back on.

A long towel flipped over, revealing the face wrapped under the towel.

"Ah, you're ......"

"it."

Turning from Arabian to bright, Bolile looked at each other, and felt that the room was bright

The person in front of me is not the kind of elaborate one, but it is an extremely intriguing type.

Bolliciel's face was slightly red, and the voice of slight exclamation had just come out, when he heard a '' behind him, and the iron door quickly closed.

"Xu... Xu Zhi, why did you come to our side. ”

The camera man took off the sunhat on his head and looked at the person in front of him with an inexplicable expression.

"Bolívar, your family runs a sand sculpture daily?"

Xu Zhi looked at Bolívar speechlessly, this guy didn't say which tabloid he opened when he introduced the family.

The Sand Sculpture Daily is normal in Xiliu Country, and it takes courage to introduce it in Dongyue, so it's no wonder that it didn't reveal it directly at that time.

Bolívar wanted to use this newspaper to expose the truth on the battlefield of death, and Xu Zhi felt that it would become a joke to be published in the Sand Sculpture Daily.

How can this kind of newspaper stink other people's reputations?

Bolívar also looked at Xu Zhi speechlessly, fraudulently using his sister's name, and I don't know if it was crooked or right, Xu Zhi didn't even dare to use his real name now, he was afraid that he was smuggling and didn't run.

The two of them asked one by one, leaving the real Bolile aside.

"My master is in Kip Town today, you'd better not go out and run around."

"What?"

The only one who has a gap in the Xiliu Country is Yuanzong Bokong, and he will not be killed by him if he doesn't go here through the formal way, but after learning the information, he will eat the bitterness of eating skin and meat, and take it to make it possible for the Yan family to redeem people.