Chapter 49 There are gods in the head, and the world is so miserable
For the fat man of Chen Pi, brain-burning is really a terrible thing, putting together hundreds of crystal fragments into a complete mirror, it is simply a hell mode in the brain, fortunately, morning tea is not really drinking tea and leaving it alone.
From eleven o'clock in the middle of the night to four o'clock in the morning, all the pieces were finally glued together.
Morning tea's eyes were shining, and he took out a handful of fluorescent powder from his trouser pocket, and with a light sprinkling, the shattered mirror began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The rift faded away.
The aura is compelling.
"This must be an amazing artifact." Tangerine peel is very determined.
And then.
Morning Tea frowned and began to operate on the mirror surface.
Ten fingers flutter like butterflies.
About a quarter of an hour.
Suddenly, the mirror began to take on some familiar images.
"Huh?"
"That's not right."
"Isn't this a mobile interface?"
The picture presented by the mirror artifact is very similar to the mobile phone interface that Chen Pi usually uses, and the first icon is marked with the fairy world live broadcast room.
Morning tea raised his hand and clicked on the live broadcast room.
Please enter your account and password.
Click.
Enter two lines of letters: "Sorry, the account password is wrong." β
Again: "Sorry, the account number you entered is empty. β
Keep losing: "I'm sorry"
Hehe.
The fierce woman really has a bad memory, Ollie gives, it's best to forget the account password forever.
Chen Pi had just finished cursing.
Morning tea patted his head: "I remember." β
Click.
Successful login.
The king of poisoned milk, Chen Pi really wants to slap himself and shut his stinky mouth.
"What is this, it doesn't look like an artifact?" Chen Pi couldn't help but ask.
"Who told you it was an artifact?" Morning Tea rolled her eyes, "This is an immortal mirror that can receive signals from the Three Realms." β
"The sentain's phone?"
"This is also what the Netherworld uses."
Click on the live broadcast room with the most popularity.
Buffering.
Please wait
About three breaths in time.
In the mirror, a divine realm surrounded by immortal qi appeared, the highest spired attic in the divine realm, and hundreds of spirit stone cameras stared at a circular conference table in 360 degrees.
Bite.
The live broadcast room signal is connected.
An old man with a sad face instantly appeared in the picture, with two words on his head, Immortal Emperor.
"Eat, eat, eat, you know to eat, don't you see that it's going live? You are also immortals, so can't you pay attention to your quality? You can die if you eat it after the meeting, and you are not afraid to eat yourself as a pig. The Immortal Emperor's voice was almost hoarse.
On the left side of the fairy mirror is the video screen, and on the right is the barrage window.
Boom.
The barrage rolled by.
Heart-piercing.
The Old Immortal Emperor was really too difficult.
"What do you mean, what about making a movie?" Chen Pi's face was full of shock.
"Shut up, look good, don't talk." Morning tea frowned, and looked very seriously.
Footage from the live broadcast room.
Cut from the face of the Immortal Emperor to the panorama.
On the conference table, the fairy fruit is brewed, piled up.
The man with the name of the ninth star official, took a sip of immortal wine, clicked his mouth, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, there is nothing to worry about, isn't it just that Huangquan Hell has cracked a hole, just plug it." β
Drinking during the live broadcast, cattle breaking and cows.
The years have smoothed the edges and corners of the star officer, and he is crazy for himself.
The fairy with the name tag of the covered bridge fairy reached out and pinched a piece of dessert filled with peaches: "What Xingguan said is really good, plug it?" If it is so simple, why does Your Majesty convene everyone for a seminar, use your brains, and you are not afraid to flash your waist when you say big things, and brag and don't make drafts. β
"I guess the star must be drunk." The big man with the name brand of Yueyoushen on it coiled his stinky feet on the chair, buttoned it hard, and smelled it after buttoning it, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, as if he was very satisfied with his taste.
"Lao Tzu is not drunk." The ninth-star officer put down his wine glass heavily, "You two should be careful when you speak, dog man and woman." β
"Who are you scolding?"
"I know it."
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There is a fierce material.
The barrage quickly swiped the screen.
If you don't agree with each other, you will be scared.
Even if you are embarrassed in chatting, you have to hold on.
Talk more gossip, rocket brush, 666, 666.
Looking at the other immortals in the live broadcast room, they are all rain girls with no melons.
Seeing that something was going to happen, the fat man who said that the day was in the sky and the king of heaven was written on his brain, so he quickly stood up and played a round, and the camera also gave a close-up: "Everyone should not be in a hurry, hell cracks, a hundred ghosts walk at night, although the matter is not big, but it can't be ignored, and if the situation is allowed to develop, there will be a big mess, or discuss a solution as soon as possible, which is the best policy." β
Not surprised, not surprised.
What overflowed the screen was the chubby face of the day stay Tianjun and the sparse hair of the day see.
A bald middle-aged greasy man.
Bad reviews.
Bad reviews.
The goddess with the name tag of Emperor E pinned to her chest, glared at the Risu Tianjun with disdain: "I think you are afraid that the injustice in the world is too heavy, and you can't spare time to play cards, what about the 100,000 immortal stones that you owe to the old lady last time?" Did you forget about the tengu in the belly? Repay the debt, don't let the old lady urge you a second time! There's a second time, you! β
The old man with the name brand of Emperor Changqin knocked on the table vigorously, and said impatiently: "Don't divert the topic, don't divert the topic, it's not easy for the Immortal Emperor to convene everyone for a meeting, and it's also broadcast live in the Three Realms, let's talk about the important things first, how to deal with the crack in the Huangquan Hell?" β
"How?"
"How to deal with love, anyway, I declare in advance, don't come to my house to ask for someone. No one, no time, no time, no idleness. My family doesn't need anyone's help, and my family can't help anyone. Venerable Sanqing said coldly, and began to close his eyes and recuperate after speaking.
The barrage swiped the screen again.
Drama spirit.
Absolute drama spirit.
Wouldn't it hurt to have a conscience when you talk like this?
Conscience is a, where can I find a conscience now?
I'm not afraid that hooligans love to fight, I'm afraid that hooligans are cultured, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient.
"Hasn't the affairs of the Yellow Springs Hell always been in the hands of Jizo? Say a thousand things and ten thousand, this has something to do with us? The handsome uncle with the name tag of Emperor Wanzu spoke in an unhurried and unhurried tone, but he hit the nail on the head.
All the immortal officials in the camera looked at the chief in unison.
The main shot of the live broadcast room cuts over.
The old immortal emperor rubbed his forehead, and three deep grooves were locked between his eyebrows: "Jizo has completed all the retirement procedures in the morning, and it is estimated that he is preparing to close the death pass and cross the divine tribulation." We can't embarrass the old comrades, it's not easy, it's not easy, since the thing has happened, no one should complain, figure it out by yourself, let's figure it out by ourselves. β
"Slippery real Nyima fast, admire and admire."
"Ginger is still old and spicy."
"I'm convinced."
"We're all backstabbers."
"I don't agree with Jizo's retirement."
There was a complete quarrel in the live broadcast room, and there was a lot of commotion.
The barrage outside the live broadcast room is also flying.
Infighting, infighting.
The level of immortal officials in this session is not good.
In the next election, the votes will be changed, and the people will be replaced.
It's all monkey spirits, monkey spirits.
No one wants to suffer.
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, then draw lots." Han Han, who was wearing the name brand of Xihe God, seemed to be upright and shouted, "Whoever catches it counts, fair and just, Tong Su is not bullied." β
As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed back.
"Is the immortal family a big house, nonsense, naΓ―ve." Hemangshen objected coldly.
"If you want to draw lots, don't count me." Lianluo Immortal Guan only said one sentence, but the meaning was very clear.
"I'm not involved either." The god of autumn followed closely and hid faster than a fox.
"What is the noise, can you be quieter at a meeting, my aunt and grandmother haven't slept for eight hundred years, she is sleepy, and she wants to go out to quarrel." The Willow Cicada Holy Maiden roared, "Isn't it just that you are afraid of cause and effect? Du Te is a group of gutless rats with small bellies and chicken intestines! Phew! β
"Who's that?"
"Phew!"
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This side just sprayed on.
The other side of the camera also began to complain frantically.
"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back."
"You can do it."
"Look at what you can do."
Meantime.
The barrage god who has more than 10,000 likes also began to go crazy.
Although the famous flowers have masters, they all come to loosen the soil.
The night gave the immortals a pair of eyes that pierced through the light, but they used them to roll their eyes.
Holding a meeting will not satisfy everyone, never, because not everyone is a human being, and whether an immortal is a human being?
What they are immortal is not their appearance, but what they are immortal is spirit.
The fairy noise has escalated.
The live broadcast room was full of the sound of slapping tables and kicking benches.
The melon-eating immortals are stupid.
Not beat around the bush.
Chen Pi was also stupid, he thought he was completely familiar with this parallel world, but he didn't know anything.
It turns out that there are really gods who look up three feet.
It turns out that there is really a netherworld underneath your feet.
And.
According to what was said in this live broadcast room, the Huangquan Hell of this world actually cracked a gap?
Aren't all the fierce spirits and ghosts able to get out?
It's so weird.
It's not just these that are terrifying, since something has happened in the world, the choice of the immortals is nothing more than to ignore and watch the world go to death, or do their best to protect it.
But according to the current meeting ideas in the live broadcast room, those immortals chose to close their eyes.
I didn't expect that.
So cowardly!
Awesome.
If Chen Pi also has this kind of fairy mirror and login account, he will be given a string of rockets to the immortal officials, admire and admire, and it is not enough to express worship if he does not brush rockets.
A great crowd of Gou Sheng.
You can't be holy.
Learned.
Learned
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
At the end of the conference table, Chang'e, who had not spoken, suddenly shouted coldly with a sharp voice and horizontal eyebrows: "Stop!" Don't make a fuss! β
It may be that Chang'e's screams are too high in decibels.
Finally.
The quarrel in the live broadcast room was temporarily extinguished.
All the spirit stone cameras are all cut to Chang'e.
Even the barrage stalled for a moment.
What is the goddess going to do?
The goddess is hairy!
What's the use of a goddess no matter how good she is.
Goddess, don't jump into the mud pit
The barrage was very targeted, but Chang'e herself raised her head and said very seriously: "You are all uncles, you are all ancestors, you don't want to care, right?" Let the affairs of the world be handled by themselves. β
"Since the Yellow Springs Hell has opened a gap, causing the hundred ghosts to travel at night, then I suggest that our immortal realm also open an opening, fair and just. Then through this opening, send some immortal energy to the world, and give them some magic weapon relics from time to time, as long as people have the ability to protect themselves, and they are not wiped out by the ghosts and monsters that crawled out of the Huangquan Hell, it is not a big deal. β
"When the next Huangquan Hell is re-elected, and the immortal official who replaces the law enforcement of the Jizo appears, it will naturally be his business, and the cause and effect creation will have nothing to do with us."
Big exclamation point!
Chicken, you're so beautiful.
Sao Ori.
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The live broadcast room is because of Chang'e's suggestion.
The noise exploded instantly.
"Let the fairy world make an opening?"
"Send immortal energy to the world?"
"Throwing magic weapons to the world?"
"To whom?"
"Throw it to whom?"
"It's nonsense!"
The corners of Chang'e's mouth hooked, and her expression suddenly changed, and she looked like she was sitting on a high lemon mountain: "The specific operation doesn't bother everyone, the fairy spirit is naturally evenly stained with rain and dew, whoever grabs the magic weapon relics is counted, natural selection, you don't need to pay too much attention to those details." Of course, if the immortal officials feel troublesome and don't like to do it, then I'll do it, I'll do it. β
The little woman didn't dare to say more, and the little woman didn't dare to ask more.
The little woman just wronged herself.
Hey
Calm and calm, don't be six, everyone sits down.
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A series of question marks popped up in my head.
A moment later.
They are all fairy officials with bad hearts and thieves, no one is stupid, and after a little pondering, they reacted: "Chang'e, this girl, is really shrewd, killing three birds with one stone!" β
You taste it carefully.
Taste carefully.
Savor.
The fairy world is boundless.
There are good times when fairy energy.
The ruins of magic weapons are even more uneven.
Who doesn't know, Chang'e's Moon Palace Group is most famous for its magic weapon manufacturing factory, not to mention anything else, there are so many exhaust gases from those factories alone.
Which immortal year is not criticized by the Miluo Palace?
I'm afraid that the ticket for millions of immortal stones can't be counted on a hundred fingers.
There are also magic weapons, although the fairy world is boundless, but hundreds of millions of years of precipitation, which place is not a mountain of abandoned magic weapons?
Who's no garbage in their backyard.
It's going to stink to death, and I'm worried that I have nowhere to throw it.
It's too top-notch!
Now's your chance.
If you dig a hole from the fairy world to the world, this is really Resby.
Yikes!
Whoa!
Woo-la-la!
The signal in the live broadcast room suddenly began to become unstable, and then, suddenly, it was cut off.
The fairy mirror in front of Chen Pi once again turned into a divine realm surrounded by fairy energy, as well as the supreme attic with the spire, and the picture was cut.
"What's going on? Dropped? Chen Pi still wants to see the follow-up, such a big thing, as a crossing boss, he feels that it is necessary for him to understand.
Morning tea pouts.
It seems that he has long known about the gods above his head, and he doesn't need to look at it to know that there must be no one to eat and drink in the back, and he must be brave enough to shoulder the burden and fight for his life.
This kind of picture is not suitable for live broadcasting.
It's better to keep things confidential.
An opening in the fairy world?
It's all privilege, a living profit.
"Don't worry, this is not a bad thing for you in the world, shouldn't an agent of the Secret Investigation Bureau like you improve his strength? And, congratulations, I'm afraid there will be more business in the future. β
There is a hairy congratulations.
Chen Pi does not rely on immortal energy and magic weapons to improve his strength, he has to serve the bad luck boss, and only by completing the task can he increase his combat power value, can he draw lotteries, and can he embark on the road of the strongest king.
No Hi Sen!
Ninety-nine-six is behind it!
Hundred causes must have results, this is the retribution of Huangquan Hell, why does the world take the blame?
The night breeze blows.
The morning light is faint.
Morning tea waved his sleeves, and the fairy mirror disappeared directly out of thin air: "Go back, go back early today, you don't need to send it." β
yawned, morning tea seemed to be tired, mentally tired, as if the news in the live broadcast room gave her a headache.
The little girl's family.
Could it be Her Royal Highness the princess of Huangquan Hell?
There is also that sentence is not a bad thing for the world, this is not easy to say, think about it, the exhaust gas of the fairy world is emitted into the world, is this thing poisonous or not? After people absorb it, will they mutate or simply die, and they can't stand lung cancer, after all, it's not a clean thing. And those magic weapons, said to be magic weapons, aren't they just the garbage left over by the immortal officials, tattered, what if you use it and blow it up? I can't find after-sales service if it's broken! Standard three-no product!
No matter how you think about it, it's a pit.
Chen Pi secretly warned himself that he must be careful in the future, the world is going to be chaotic, there are demons and monsters on the left who are rampant, and there are evil eyes and fairy officials on the right who are fueling the troubles, the world is so miserable, so miserable, so miserable.
Chen Pi, who was preoccupied, followed the morning tea and returned to school with a bright light.
The school gate was not opened.
Morning Tea frowned and looked at Chen Pi: "I'm going to rest, you take Su Rourou to have breakfast." β
Chen Pi pursed his lips and complained in his heart: "Do I dare to say no, after tonight's incident, I am a big fool, I can guess it." You must have come from an extraordinary background, either falling from the sky or climbing up from the ground, and you can't afford to provoke you. β
The next moment.
Morning tea is directly dizzy.
Every time it was so sudden, if it weren't for the tangerine peel that couldn't figure it out, the morning tea in the resting state, would she see the situation around her, and she would have let her body gnaw on the mud a long time ago.
Don't be impulsive.
If you guess wrong, the consequences will be serious, and you will definitely be beaten up.
The experienced patted Su Rourou's cheek: "Hey, wake up, wake up." β
About three or five breaths passed.
A touch of fish belly white was revealed in the distance.
Su Rourourou woke up.
looked at Chen Pi with a confused face.
Chen Pi supported Su Rourou, who was lying on her stomach: "It's okay, you seem to be sleepwalking again, and you called me again." β
Show the wording and routines that have been prepared a long time ago to Su Rourou.
This month period.
Su Rourou has been sleepwalking countless times.
Her cheeks were slightly red, and Su Rourou lowered her head very embarrassedly: "Xiao Chen, it's all my fault, I'm sorry for causing you trouble again." β
"Where is it, it's not troublesome at all, who made us childhood sweethearts."
After a pause, Chen Pi looked left and right: "While the school is still open, go, my brother will take you to eat tofu brain." β
Su Rourou said timidly: "Okay, listen to you." β
In the time-honored breakfast stall, the tangerine peel is already very cooked: "Old man, three fritters, two bowls of tofu brain, one bowl of coriander without chili, one bowl of chili pepper without coriander, starving to death, hurry up." β
"Gotcha."
As soon as I sat down, I saw an acquaintance next door.
It's still the same major as tangerine peel.
If I am not mistaken, it should be called Yu Mengmeng, who ate a bowl of dead man's rice when he was in Luotang Village on Yin Mountain. At this time, Yu Mengmeng was muttering excitedly with another girl, and her palms were clenched tightly, as if there was some treasure hidden.
Bite.
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