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Nima! The supergod's heart is even more confused!

After all, everyone wants to compete for as many fans as possible, and everyone wants to get a few more tickets.

Now, why am I rushing to set myself up?

There is no reason for this!

Why? My own message to myself will also push myself into the fire pit?

This is a serious question that must be seriously considered!

The supergod suddenly fell silent.

He didn't speak, he didn't act, he thought silently.

Something strange just crossed my mind? Ferry ticket? What the hell is a ferry ticket?

The supergod doesn't even know about the ticket now.

However, the moment I was suddenly startled by Suliman's horrific remarks, the concept of a ferry ticket flashed quickly in my mind.

It seems that the ticket is also a supernatural mystery that I once understood before I lost my memory.

It seems that I deliberately forgot about the ferry ticket or something.

However...... As many as nine comments, why didn't any mention of the concept of a ferry ticket?

Chaoshen thought to himself, probably, the ferry ticket or something is not a big deal worth mentioning.

Before I lost my memory, there were so many big things to leave a message about, and I gorgeously ignored small cases like ferry tickets!

Thereupon......

Supergod shook his head, ignoring the inconsequential matter of the ticket......

I thought about it for a while......

He said quite solemnly, "Suliman's friendship cannot be refused! If you are really that Suliman, then I will recognize you as my brother!"

"It's such an honor!" Suliman put his hands on his chest and bowed deeply, "So, next, is it my turn to prove my identity?"

"Yes!" Supergod nodded.

Rose hid behind her back and quietly tugged at the sleeve of the super god, and said in a low voice, "This uncle is the real Suliman, there is no need to prove it." His strength is as strong as mine, and he has reached the stage of the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm. There are very few people who are qualified to impersonate him. Those few people who are strong enough to pretend are not a single one who disdains to pretend to be someone else. So, he's who he is!

“......”

What kind of mess is this, how many have you peeked behind my back, Rose! These crooked nuts don't cultivate the truth! There is no such thing as the realm of the gods, let alone the Great Perfection.

Although he complained angrily in his heart, the super god didn't say anything.

Suliman is obviously an outsider, and Rose is definitely her own.

There is no reason to cut the face of your own people in front of outsiders.

Supergod is actually a bit of a short-sighted.

In fact, Supergod doesn't know where the Rose Maid popped up, maybe she is also an undercover agent sent by the devil, but her chest is very fragrant and soft, and Supergod is very satisfied. For the sake of sensual intuition, the supergod is not hostile to the rose at all.

Suliman paid no attention to these details.

He waved his sleeves slowly......

"Excellent ...... Suhua ...... Pander to...... Rifa ......"

He sang the Allaber version of the hymn in his mouth.

The supergod originally didn't understand the language of the Arabo at all......

However, at this moment, he intuitively understood Suliman's meaning, and in fact, the aria was equivalent to "the kingdom of God is coming", except that God is replaced by Allah.

God and Allah are actually the same deity. The Church of Light and the Church of Truth have been fighting for thousands of years, and the issue of contention is actually the truth and falsity of the scriptures preached by both sides. Rebuke each other as apocryphal and infidels. In fact, they come from the same family. The battle between the standard sect and the battle between the original and the cottage. Even the red envelope group, they all share the same one.

When Suliman sang solemnly, a vision suddenly appeared in heaven and earth.

Countless images of winged angels emerged in the night sky, shining with a glittering glow. It's like a starry sky on a clear summer night, swept by the crystal wind of infinite starlight (not a huge blazing meteorite block), and it is scattered and scattered on a large scale on the earth.

A huge bai-colored light curtain appeared in front of the super god's eyes out of thin air.

It's like a white light curtain like a time and space gate in a science fiction movie, and it's like a magic enchantment in a magician movie.

In the huge white light curtain that stands majestically in the sky, the appearance of a majestic and magnificent human castle in the age of knights gradually emerges, densely packed with Ottoman warriors like ants, along the tall and majestic boulder city wall, ants clinging to the wall, like a continuous black cloud, and like a black tide in the night, about to completely submerge the dying knight castle.

On the highest tower of the castle, a double-headed eagle banner with a crown flutters high. That flag, shining with gold!

In the middle of the Bosphorus, there are huge rafts coated with tallow and mutton fat. Up to 500 cannons opened fire at the same time, and white smoke filled the entire strait.

With a deafening roar, the Knights' Castle rained down on the rubble.

Suliman raised his curved sword, studded with gems and crystals, and solemnly announced, "Yusuf Ben-Rachao! Take your men and take Constantinople for me! Behead the Roman Emperor! I will reward Princess Sophia, the son of Constantine XI!"

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White light envelops everything.

Supergod is in the middle of a huge nightmare, sweating profusely.

This Suliman, as expected, is a genuine version, and he replayed the memories of the holy war five hundred years ago in front of the eyes of the supergod.

That is, the scene of the war on the day of the fall of Constantinople, the imperial capital of Rome.

Isn't the virtual reality ability of the special development team too exaggerated? Chaoshen's heart is angry, it's okay to implant the character of 100 million bones into the game, and it's understandable to implant the image of Cao Mengde into the game. You grafted a Chinese descendant from the old man and grafted him into a strong general under Suliman, which is really, too much!

The old man is not convinced!

The old man refuses to star in this unreliable and chaotic script!

Lunch box, the old man doesn't want it! Braised eggs or something, you don't need to add them to me!

I won't fool around with you!

A good actor with discipline will never accept a clumsy and over-the-top script!

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