"Why are you here. ”

A man in a black night gown stepped out of the shadows, his outfit looking like a Western vampire, but in fact he was a light magister, except that he didn't look sunny at all.

Lychee still sat alone by the rock, watching the stream flowing under her feet, and at this time, she seemed so calm and peaceful.

The attack of this world has come to an absolute end, because this world can no longer organize the peak resistance force of the system, and the radio will no longer issue auxiliary mission tips to the bigwig listeners who enter here, which means that the radio has been detected, and only the fish that have been caught in twos and threes need to be cleaned up, and this place will be completely clean.

And this group of listeners, extremely lucky, will become the first generation of listeners in this world, even if they will be sent as the first batch of cannon fodder to another world that needs to be attacked after the broadcast, but at least they can live in this world for a while.

As Boss Liang said, the biggest pursuit of the audience is nothing more than to live a little longer, and for the first generation of listeners, they can at least live for a few more decades, and even if they are lucky, it is not impossible to live for a few hundred years.

This is already a great sense of happiness for them.

"Pochetti, do I know you well?" Lychee didn't look back at the man, she didn't have the mind to do so right now, perhaps, for her, it wasn't really exciting to live a little longer, because it also meant that the couple could get on their feet completely.

When the rules of broadcasting are completely excessive, the couple can be regarded as broadcasting in the real sense.

This is the ending that Lychee does not want to see, the better your enemy lives, the more unhappy you are.

"Miss, I have just come to express my admiration for you. "Pochetti took out a white flower from his cuff, the flower was very beorienting, with a special fragrance, which is unique to this kind of flower.

"You're really ...... Boring. Lychee stood up and walked straight ahead, her leather boots trampling the stream with a crisp sound.

"Where are you going?" Pochetti is a veteran of the love scene, and he is happy to have a love story with this wonderful and cool oriental woman as the first listener in this luxurious time.

"Find a hole. Lychee replied.

"Hole?" Popchetti repeated in English, wondering if he had misheard?

"Yes, find a hole. Lychee smiled, then she turned her face sideways and looked at Pochetti for the first time, "Otherwise, you'll die." ”

"Hahaha. Pochetti laughed too, "Miss Lychee, are you kidding, the world is almost cleaned up, where can we be threatened?"

"Hmm. Lychee answered, and a black vortex appeared at her feet, and her figure was disappearing into it.

"Miss, it seems too rude to turn your head and leave like this............"

Pochetti's figure flashed in a hurry, and a holy white light appeared, as if to block Lychee's departure.

"Presumptuous. ”

Lychee replied to these two words very calmly,

In an instant,

The water of the creek began to flow backwards, the time and space began to be disturbed, and even the light magic around Pochetti began to be cut and scattered.

"Bang!"

Pochetti flew upside down and landed heavily on the ground, his face full of horror,

He knew that this oriental woman was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!

She is not her opponent at all, and even her own magic elements cannot be condensed in the face of her coercion.

"Goodbye. ”

Lychee replied to these two words, and her figure disappeared directly,

This goodbye is definitely not a farewell in the ordinary sense of politeness,

It's a game,

Part never to meet again.

Farewell,

All of you,

You guys

It's time to be cleared.

Godmother, godfather,

I'll wait for your sons to come,

Then my brother and I came to you,

I prostrate to you,

at your graves.

..................

A blood light stopped Chen Ru, which made Chen Ru feel a sense of frustration, she went crazy to bombard this blood light, but it had no effect, as if what was lying in front of her was a moat, and she couldn't cross it no matter what.

As Yan Huihong said, Chen Ru is a stupid woman, she is very strong and confident, Yan Huihong may not be able to beat the current Chen Ru, and the person who can become a high-level listener is definitely not a fool.

It's just that this woman's pattern is inevitably too small.

If at the beginning, Chen Ru's backlash was because she was ordered by Su Yuhang, then now, after she has completed Su Yuhang's requirements, she is still bombarding the obstacles in front of her like crazy, in fact, it is purely to get rid of the panic in her heart.

The more confident a person is, the more fragile she is, she knows that there are stronger beings in this world than herself, but she didn't expect that a dead person could make herself unable to cross the thunder pool by half a step!

Fugui didn't even look at Chen Ru, a crazy woman, what's there to see?

The armor went straight through the orphanage's formation and appeared inside.

Fugui's rough hand gently stroked the armor, and the consciousness inside had completely disappeared, and the so-called armor man had long since ceased to exist, perhaps the eldest prince who followed him and left.

Fusu walked bleakly, but at least he could accompany him on the Huangquan Road.

Perhaps, he is also unwilling to say a word to Fugui, this is his character, otherwise he would not have been directly sealed by the First Emperor because of his disobedience to the First Emperor's arrangement.

Fugui stretched out his hand, and the armor spread out, and then fit into his body again.

Old and rich,

bloated figure,

Even if you put on the best armor in the world, it doesn't look so tall.

I don't see the slightest majesty,

Instead, it's more like an old farmer who farms,

It's so simple that I can't bear to look at it directly.

He is not a hero, so naturally he can't wear the feeling of a big hero,

He is considered to be the person who sees the farthest in the world, but what he likes to see the most is still in front of his eyes.

He doesn't like to calculate, he doesn't like to be demanding,

Maybe the only regret in my heart now is that I couldn't pee on my godgrandson once, holding the cute porcelain doll, "shhhh

It was probably the best picture he could have imagined right now.

This is his life,

It is a rich life;

Su Yuhang once asked himself why he was called rich, and Su Yuhang's guess was that "life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky", which is the perspective of looking at things from the perspective of the audience.

But his answer was that he was the fifth child of his father, who was a simple farmer and felt that having many children and grandchildren was the greatest wealth.

Lao Fugui himself thinks the same way.

But in this life, he owes his wife and his biological children, and the only one who can connect with him and can speak and communicate normally is his godson, because he is also an audience, because he is not afraid of becoming an audience.

Many sons and many blessings are riches,

There's no big reason for that.

The armor on his body began to get hotter and hotter, and the temperature around him began to get higher and higher.

The wrinkles on the old rich man's face began to become clearer and clearer,

A pair of eyes are full of profound vicissitudes.

Xie Yu sat still, at a loss.

The three high-level listeners in Sichuan saw that Chen Ru couldn't penetrate it, so they didn't step forward to do anything anymore, because the seemingly honest old man was definitely not such a good character.

He didn't make a move on himself and others because he was disdainful, not because he couldn't.

A gray light quickly fell nearby, and Yan Huihong, who did not hesitate to spend the origin to speed up, turned pale for a while, but when he saw the figure of the old rich and noble again, he looked very excited.

He didn't say anything, because it was useless to say more, he just bowed slightly and bowed to the old man in front of him.

At this moment, a peaceful aura is flowing around, this aura is far less domineering than Boss Liang's anger at Lan Yan before, but the scope of influence is wider.

Boss Liang only felt it to the high-level audience that time, but this time Lao Fugui could feel it to all the listeners.

To use a very cliché way of describing official articles, at this moment, it is like a warm current flowing into the hearts of the audience, making them feel a warm feeling.

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Americas

Australia

Asia

Europe

I don't know how many listeners subconsciously showed a thoughtful look, and I don't know how many listeners saluted in the direction of this place, and even some simply bowed.

The three high-level listeners in Kawauchi looked at each other and smiled bitterly, there was no way, there was no way at all, their immigration qualifications had lost their original meaning, and after a toss, there was only a poor toss left.

The monk in the service area smiled slightly, put his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name, Huiguo in the past life, the seven laws of this life, only wealth can enter the eyes of the law!

Old Fugui's body began to slowly weaken, and his flesh began to be drained away, and this time, he would walk cleanly, or rather, cleanly.

He died a long time ago, so now, he has no grief of death,

He looked up,

Looking into the air,

He seemed to see his former friend, as if he saw himself and him walking under the street lamp after dinner, as if he was still the big brother who stood beside him and liked to nod and agree.

"Da Hang, didn't you tell me in person that you wanted to be a good father?

What is he broadcasting, and what is the audience he is pinching?

Can it really be compared to being a wonderful person?"

The next moment,

The flesh and blood of wealth collapsed, and the last trace of his left in the world was completely erased,

A bloody light shot straight into the sky, tearing through the space and reaching the other side;

At the same time, a mountain range in that world began to tremble violently at this time,

In the cave deep in the mountains,

Nearly five hundred coffins began to tremble, as if the ferocity that had been sleeping for thousands of years was about to wake up!

I said to the cicada, "I'll see you again in the next year." ”

The cicada said to me, "He will meet again one day, and he will wait for the next life." ”