"Well, the way to save yourself is obviously not the elixir," Wu Xiaobei took a sip of wine and analyzed to himself, "That is only meaningful to the gods in mythological stories, 'Peach Festival', 'Life with Heaven and Earth' or something." As for the real gods, the length of time is meaningless," Wu Xiaobei said, raising the wine glass in his hand, "What is the most lacking, what is the most meaningless." So what can make the life of the Protoss excited, there must be something else to think, something else, that must be incredible, I think I should listen to it. ”

The red-clothed envoy showed a pleased smile on his face, shook the red wine in the glass, and said strangely: "You are a smart person, you can be said to be the best among people, I think you have already gone to the Tao." ”

At this time, Wu Xiaobei, who was wearing "Ray-Ban" glasses, also began to look mysterious, and was praised by the messenger in red, but his face still had no reaction, only ate a peanut, and looked at the tearing in front of him without saying a word, and the tearing on the TV was almost over. The first to be killed was the giant leopard that was mixed with red, and died under the double gun bombardment of the face of Peking Opera.

"Look here, the wonder is here," the red-clothed messenger flicked twice on the glass cover, reminding Wu Xiaobeidao, who was staring at the TV screen.

When Wu Xiaobei turned his head to look, a heart-eating nail had already fallen down, turned into a puff of green smoke, and was sucked into his mouth by a heart-eating nail next to him, and the body color of this heart-eating nail instantly turned purple-red, and its appearance became more fierce, and the hair on its head turned into hard thorns like sea urchins.

"Well, it's interesting, it's a literary fight, it's a martial arts fight," Wu Xiaobei straightened his glasses and exclaimed, "Interesting, it's really interesting!" ”

The red-clothed envoy pursed his lips and smiled, pointed to the TV with a slender point, and motioned to Wu Xiaobei to continue watching, there was still a play behind him.

Wu Xiaobei nodded, and when he turned his head, the ghostly black warrior had already split the giant spider with a purple pattern in half with a lightning-fast sword.

With the experience of the last time, Wu Xiaobei immediately turned his head to look at the movement in the glass cover. One of the heartnails fell crookedly, turned into a puff of purple smoke, and was swallowed into the stomach by the heartnails next to him. The little beast that had eaten the purple smoke immediately changed, its body flashed with multicolored light, and the soft silk on its head became a lot longer, looking softer and more slender than before, like the hair of a beautiful woman who had washed her hair with 'Reojoic', which was strange and mysterious.

Next, without being reminded by the messenger in red, Wu Xiaobei quickly turned his eyes back to the TV, for fear of revealing any details.

"Is the duel next?" Wu Xiaobei looked at the side road.

"Otherwise, the meat doesn't taste fragrant enough, hehe!" The red-clothed messenger stared at Wu Xiaobei, who couldn't take his eyes off it, laughed in a girl's voice, covered his delicate red lips with his hand, and an imperceptible fierce light flashed in his eyes in an instant.

In the live TV broadcast, the double-gun Peking Opera Flower Face and the Black Warrior have already stood opposite each other and started their showdown.

"You feel content because you don't know how big the world is." Be lofty,' that's what your wise men say, and then it's not that far. How big your vision is, how big your world is, for a wasabi insect, a wasabi is its whole world," the red-clothed messenger continued the previous topic to Wu Xiaobei.

"Wow, that sounds like mockery," Wu Xiaobei, who was staring at the TV, shrugged and pouted.

"It's not a mockery, it's the truth." The red-clothed messenger corrected.

"For me, the word 'tell the truth' is clearly rude and doesn't take people seriously. But forget it, who made you a god and invited me to dinner and watch a play," Wu Xiaobei rubbed his hands, very worried about the two big names on TV.

"How can it be simpler," the red-clothed messenger frowned, as if he had struggled with his words, paused, and continued, "In short, man has his own ideals, and God has his ideals. God understands man, but man does not understand God. But it's nothing, it's like you can touch the ground when you lean over, but the ground can't touch you. ”

"Well, through the soles! As for whether God should have ideals, and what kind of ideals should be reasonable to have, I think we can stop here," Wu Xiaobei stared at the two strange people on the TV, but they were motionless, and said, "I understand now, God is afraid of emptiness and loneliness (hypothesis?)" ), so there should be ideals. Let's move on to the next topic, God has ideals, but why do you want to come to me? ”

In less than a second, several joys and angers flashed over the pretty face of the red-clothed messenger, if Wu Xiaobei looked back, he would definitely be moved, but it was a pity that he only stared at the last duel on TV.

"You know what it is, you know why it is," the red coat smiled and said softly, "You can think of God's ideal as to do things, and to do things you have to find people." ”

"It's not just a thing, it's a big thing," Wu Xiaobei said as he stared at the two samurai on the TV, "so I have to find a lot of people, a lot of capable people." Why don't they fight, but just stand? ”

"They are fighting, in another time bubble," the red-clothed envoy saw Wu Xiaobei talking, and the smile on his face became bright again.

"That must be very exciting," Wu Xiaobei gestured twice in the air and said, "Then let's have a live broadcast in that space-time bubble, hurry up and add a viewpoint or camera or something, this is too appetizing." ”

"The reason for finding someone to help you do things is because there are many things that God can't do," the red-clothed messenger said with a sip of wine, "For example, add a new perspective to the space-time bubble in this space-time bubble." ”

"It's a pity, there's no way to do it, right?" Wu Xiaobei fell back in disappointment and said.

"They're just dishes, hehe, I didn't expect Young Master Wu to be so interested," the red-clothed messenger gently shook his hair back, glanced at Wu Xiaobei very charmingly, and said, "There is one way, that is, Genshin Impact comes out of the shell." My Genshin Impact brings your Genshin Impact," the red-clothed messenger tapped Wu Xiaobei lightly and said charmingly, "Through several layers of time and space barriers, entering the time and space of the two fighting spirits, you can see them fighting, right in front of our eyes, the real live performance, the excitement is very ......"

When Wu Xiaobei heard this, he sat up from the sofa and seemed to be very interested in this proposal, but then shook his head like a wave drum, and refused: "Forget it, my Genshin Impact has no experience in coming out of the shell, this is equivalent to going to the theater naked, poor and happy, I don't like it." I'm afraid that the bare-ass Genshin will be cold, so I'll go back and practice first! ”

Seeing Wu Xiaobei's resolute attitude, the red-clothed envoy smiled and didn't persuade him, saying, "You won't be distracted, but it's really a bit risky." I was distracted and went to the duel site once, and the performance there was really exciting, and it was a shame not to watch it. ”

"It's better for you to be distracted and watch," Wu Xiaobei gestured and said, "You over there, tell you here, live broadcast is also very good." ”

The red-clothed envoy smiled very elegantly and said, "The ruler is short, and the inch is long. There are things you can't do, and there are things God can't do. For example, you said distraction. So there are some things that I have to do with you. ”

Wu Xiaobei was about to refute, but the red-clothed messenger was like a trick, and something appeared in his hand.

"Why is this here for you?" Wu Xiaobei couldn't help but exclaim.