I can't see the star torch anymore.

What does this mean?

There are two possibilities.

First of all, the first possibility: the torch is extinguished.

If the torch goes out, then the matter is a big deal. Throughout the history of Warhammer 40k, the Star Torch has not been extinguished, but the disaster caused by a single extinguishing can affect the entire empire. All subspace voyages rely on the Torch, a psionic lighthouse, as a navigation coordinate in subspace. Not to mention completely extinguished, the flickering of the star torch can cause a wide range of panic to spread within the empire.

Fu Qinghai tried to recall the two incidents when the star torch went out or the light signal was distorted and blocked:

M34, the "Roaring Event" caused by the cyborg psyker "One Husband", distorted the signal of the Torch.

M41, the eruption of the Great Rift, caused the torch to be extinguished briefly for a while, and later resumed.

The timing doesn't coincide.

Of course, players are not excluded.

But what player is so awesome that can extinguish the torch?

Fu Qinghai felt that it was unlikely.

Well, the second possibility: a subspace storm.

A psionic geographic phenomenon in which a subspace storm obscures the Torch's psionic glow in subspace, rendering it impossible for navigators in an area to see the Torch. This is not uncommon, and can even be manipulated by gods - during the Horus Rebellion, the Chaos Four Hawkers set off countless subspace storms, subspace storms covering the entire galaxy, to prevent loyal Space Marines from returning to Terra.

In order to overcome this obstacle, the Space Marines tried all sorts of things: White Scar used black glass to open the door to the net, Ultramarines used the Pharos Lighthouse to guide the legion to assemble, and the Black Angel used the Tuchucha Engine to track down the traitor fleet. Some ancient relics that can travel faster than light without passing through subspace, such as the Potassium Gate, were occupied and guarded by the Iron Warriors in advance in the early stages of the rebellion.

Even if there is no god to manipulate it, the treacherous and undulating subspace may break out at any time, causing a certain area to be unable to make subspace jumps - so Fu Qinghai prefers the second possibility. But it was too coincidental that he was just about to go to the Yashan Star Region to assist the genetic protogen, and the subspace storm came.

"All fleet, return to the airport."

Fu Qinghai first gave an order.

There is no point in freezing here, let's go back to the Phaeton Casting World first and figure out what the situation is.

"Don't panic, Tracy."

After arranging the business, Fu Qinghai comforted the chief navigator softly, he took the woman in his arms and said:

"First of all, it's not your problem, and secondly, the torch is not extinguished. Let's get things straight. ”

Tracy's warm cheeks were pressed against the cold abdominal armor of the blue shell, and her head was rubbed by the black hand armor, for some reason, her heart settled down at once, and the tears stopped, she lowered her head, wiped the remaining blood on her face with her sleeve, and said softly "um" and then whispered:

"I'll go back to the cabin first, Khan."

"Okay, do you need me to call the potion chief?"

Fu Qinghai asked casually.

"No, you don't."

The navigator shook his head:

"It's just that the psionic energy is overused, and it's okay."

……

Phaeton casts the world, the airport.

The warband's fleet, which had just departed, returned to port.

At present, the whole airport is in chaos. The Phaeton Casting World Trade is busy, and despite being on the edge of the Empire, there are merchant ronin fleets and even Imperial merchant fleets from different star regions and different star fields visiting every day. Now, not just the warband fleet, everyone has discovered: the Torch is out of sight.

Many merchant fleets are going crazy in the face of this situation.

It's like a swarm of headless flies scurrying around.

These cases are handled by port officials.

Fu Qinghai didn't care.

Instead, he left the command seat and went straight to the conference room.

"Gather all the senior officers of the warband for a meeting."

Fu Qinghai commanded as he walked along.

"Yes, Khan."

Lin Yu took the order and left.

Fu Qinghai thought silently.

Suppose the star sector is enveloped by a subspace storm for a long time.

What will happen?

Fu Qinghai does not have this kind of personal experience, but he can make a rough guess through some examples of later generations - in the 41k era, after the Great Rift was opened, those Great Rifts were directly enveloped or in the imperial world near the Great Rift, which is collectively known as the "Dark Side of the Empire", in addition to not being able to see the light of the star torch, there will be two significant changes almost at the same time:

1. The timeline is greatly disorganized.

On the dark side of the Empire, time will fluctuate and become distorted by psionic influences. Sometimes only thirty or fifty years have passed in this area, but thousands of years have passed in the outside world. Sometimes the area is a hundred years old, and only a month or two has passed since the outside world. Time becomes faster and slower, and human metabolism and perception of time are also affected.

2. The number of psionics has surged.

On the dark side of the Empire, the number of psionics on the planet will skyrocket, and once only one psyker can be born in a million, now there may be four psykers in ten newborns - and that's not a good thing! Psykers are a destabilizing factor and a safety hazard for any society. Leaving aside the question of whether this psionic being is good or evil, most psionics have no way to control their own power, and once they are coveted and possessed by subspace creatures, it may cause a disaster. This problem is exacerbated by the fact that being on the dark side of the Empire prevents the Black Ship and the Silent Nuns from being able to reach it smoothly.

In fact, the above two changes boil down to one problem: the role of subspace has been enhanced, and the barrier of reality has been weakened. The weakening of the curtain of reality also has a significant effect, that is, the frequent occurrence of strange forces and chaos events, and the difficulty of various demons and various subspace creatures to enter the real world will be greatly reduced, which is undoubtedly a terrifying disaster.

The more Fu Qinghai thought about it, the heavier his heart sank.

"Whew..."The hatch slid open.

Fu Qinghai walked into the combat conference room.

All the senior officers of the warband were present.

The three sages of the Cult of the Mechanicus are also there.

There is an empty spot, which belongs to the fifty-sixth.

"Ah Fei, two masters."

Fu Qinghai nodded as a greeting.

The three high-grade oil veterans each returned the salute.

Fu Qinghai came to the main seat and sat down and said:

"What do you think about this?"

There is no foreshadowing, and it goes straight to the point.

"I don't think it's a coincidence."

Joshida was the first to give his opinion:

"What a coincidence, we're just getting ready to go."

"I think so too."

Fu Qinghai nodded.

"About the ...... of Artificial Subspace Storm"

Camille looked at Tristan:

"I think Lao Cui should know better."

Tristan used to be a Space Marine belonging to the Legion of the Bearers, recalling that when the Horus Rebellion had just broken out, the first to create enchanted warriors was the Bearers, and the first to set off a subspace storm was also the Bearers. The speaker's understanding and use of subspace is no less than that of a thousand sons.

Tristan smiled bitterly and said:

"I didn't participate in the Battle of Cowes and the Shadow Crusade, otherwise how could I still have a chance to sit here. To tell you the truth, I don't know how Loga and Cole Farren created the subspace storm in the first place, and it should have been through some kind of sacrifice, but I don't know exactly how it works. It is even less clear how long the storm will last and how much coverage it will cover. ”

Tristan is a loyalist speaker.

He didn't know the doorways inside.

Fu Qinghai only knew that when the Whisperers and the World Eaters were on the Shadow Expedition, they were fighting and sacrificing at the same time, using the huge population of the five hundred worlds to set off a subspace storm, not to mention, and also ascended Anglon into a demon prince. But how to do it, who knows?

There is no real god stick in this room.

"If this storm is not an accident but a conspiracy, then someone wants to do something to our war group, and we have special intelligence officers in charge of the external situation and environment of the star sector, but unfortunately, the subspace storm not only cut off the traffic, but also caused the star communication to be unable to be carried out, I can't contact the fifty-sixth, and I don't know what the situation is over there."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice.

Some people may ask:

Even if you can't make a subspace jump, wouldn't you be able to travel at a traditional sub-light speed?

This is an underestimation of the vastness of the universe.

Indeed, subspace storms only block transportation and communication at the subspace level, and the physical or physical level can still carry out space navigation.

However, the universe is just too big. There are many people who have no concept of the vastness and vastness of the space of the Celestial Domain, try to imagine how much time it takes to travel in the infinite space of hundreds or even thousands of light years, relying on sub-light speed?

Moreover, there is probably nothing in this vast space, no stars, no planets, not even a meteorite, empty and dead. The fleet sails without supplies, and even if humans can go without food or drink, even if humans live infinitely, the spaceship will not have enough energy.

There is a basis for the division of star sectors by the human empire.

Generally speaking, the distance between galaxies within a star zone can be reached by sub-light speed, although it is very inefficient, slow, and takes a lot of time, sometimes even up to several years, but the threshold is low and the risk is low - many small merchant ships do not have the conditions to install subspace engines at all, and subspace navigation also has inherent risks.

And for the star sector and between star sectors, it is almost impossible to reach the traditional sub-light speed voyage. The empty space between the two sectors is too vast and vast to be reached without a means of faster-than-light travel, even with the space necromancer's inertia-free engine, the fastest of all the sub-light speeds of the Warhammer 40k universe.

Space necrons know how to borrow the network.

"Fortunately, the phaeton casting world is well-fortified, and even if the warband fleet is not there, there are planetary defense facilities and mechanical god cult troops. I'm more worried about what will happen to the Warband's home planet, the Hive World, and the Agricultural World? ”

Fu Qinghai looked around and continued:

"In the past, we were able to quickly support the worlds in the star sector through subspace jumps, but now subspace jumps are no longer effective. Imagine a situation where the reality barrier is really weakened, the number of psionics has proliferated out of control, and the subspace demons can descend on reality at any time. Once something happens in the world under our rule, we are still slowly navigating through sub-light speed, and by the time the warband arrives, I am afraid that the entire planet will have already turned into purgatory, demons and monsters are rampant, the people are trampled by the enemy, and years of construction are in vain. ”

Everyone was sitting in a precarious position, with serious faces.

Khan's words are not alarmist.

It's something that is very likely to happen.

"So, Master Buck."

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at the Lord of the Forge:

"Trouble, please, give me good news. Is the wormhole generator still functioning normally? ”

"The wormhole generator is functioning normally, Khan."

Master Buck nodded solemnly.

"Whew, that's great!"

Fu Qinghai clenched his fists.

Everyone present looked excited.

Wormholes are not affected by subspace storms!

This conclusion was actually not unexpected by Fu Qinghai - because the Space Necromantic Night Scythe uses natural wormholes to transport troops, and has never considered subspace. But he was still happy to hear Master Buck confirm it himself.

That's right, overcome the subspace storm, the White Scar uses the Black Glass Tunnel, the Ultramarines use the Pharos Lighthouse to simulate the Star Torch, and the Black Angels use the Tuchucha Engine to traverse the storm...... Our Iron Float Slaughter Regiments also have a way!

Artificial wormhole generator.

This magical technology from the alien race of the Pacific Rim universe has been continuously researched and improved by the Lord of the Forge, although the wormhole bridge tank is still the same as before: too large, too high in energy consumption, and too slow. However, the wormhole generator fixed in situ has gradually begun to be put into practical use.

At present, it is only a preliminary application, and the scope has not been hastily expanded. The Iron Float Warband has only installed a wormhole network between several worlds in the Marquez King's Sector that leads to the Phaeton Casting World—none of which have been interconnected before.

With the help of these wormholes, Space Marines can quickly support the Hive World, the Agricultural World, and the Warband's Home Planet, so they won't be caught off guard by imaginary incoming enemies.

"Very good, start to strengthen the defenses around the wormhole generator, and immediately arrange for Space Marines to be stationed and protected. In addition, the Anti-Asia Tactical Company was immediately split into four tactical squads, each stationed in the four worlds in the sector. ”

Fu Qinghai immediately made some arrangements.

"Yes, Khan."

The commander of the anti-subspace tactical company should respond.

This series of arrangements made by Fu Qinghai.

It's all based on one premise:

It was a conspiracy, not an accident.

There is no evidence that this subspace storm was a deliberate conspiracy rather than an accidental tidal wave in the subspace. But no one blames the Warlord for "making a big fuss", in the Warhammer 40k universe, you have to be careful in everything, and there is malice everywhere here.

Just then, the hatch opened.

A Space Marine enters the venue to report:

"Khan, Phaeton Airport arrived at a medium-sized merchant ship five minutes ago, and the captain claimed that he had been kidnapped by a pirate, and contacted the port authority to ask for our help."

Everyone present was stunned.

I wondered what this was going on.

After hijacking a merchant ship, do you dare to come to Phaeton?

I didn't know that the Iron Float Regiments were stationed here?

This pirate is a bit of a thick pirate.

"As soon as the subspace storm appeared, the merchant ship arrived at the phaeton, and this was the last time that the subspace jumped to the outer edge of the galaxy. It's a little weird, let's go over and take a look. ”

Fu Qinghai got up and said.

The hijacking of merchant ships by pirates was not a big deal, but it happened at this point in time, and it sounded outrageous, and small things can become big things, and the space marines in the airport must have understood this, so they came to report to the commander of the war group.

Wait until Fu Qinghai arrives at the spaceport.

The misunderstanding has been cleared up.

It turned out that the "pirate" was No. 56!

"Fifty-six, what's going on?"

Fu Qinghai looked at the alpha warrior who was barefoot and his legs were wrapped in robes, and asked suspiciously:

"Where's your power armor?"

"Khan, listen to me slowly."

Fifty-Six gasped.

……

Suzheng, the combat conference room.

The interrupted meeting resumes.

The Chief Intelligence Officer took his place.

"That's the way it is."

Number 56 said in a deep voice:

"Through psychic mind reading, I learned about their plans. My teacher, Dinat Marr, was a Tzeentch Chaos Wizard who formed a Chaos Gang called the Shadowmen. They were already operating on the eastern edge of the galaxy, and they received an oracle from Tzeentch asking them to come to the Hazy Star Domain to carry out this plan, a plan against our warband! ”

The crowd listened quietly.

Fifty-six paused and continued:

"My agents were unaware of their arrival, and the entire Calisis sector was unaware of it. Before they decided to ambush me, they had sent the main force of the Chaos Gang to a nest world in the Calisis sector, near a nest world in the Marquez Kings sector. The Shadowmen kill the people of the Nest of Light and use their deaths to complete a sacrifice, and the Shadowmen want to set off a subspace storm that will completely envelop the entire Marquez King's Zone! ”

After the intelligence officer finished speaking in one breath, he added:

"As of now, I don't know if their plan has been successfully implemented, the Star Whisperers of Sintila have all been killed by them, and I have no choice but to temporarily take a merchant ship to Phaeton to inform you."

Everyone looked into the eyes of Fifty-Six.

With a hint of mixed compassion.

Fifty-six sensed it.

"What do you mean, is it already ...... Exercise! ”

He looked at the crowd and cursed in a low voice.

Through psychic mind reading, he learned the facts.

Just now, not so long ago.

The subspace storm has erupted.

"I want to know the specifics."

Fu Qinghai looked at the Alpha Warrior:

"How can a Chaos War Gang completely slaughter a nest world in a short period of time? Hundreds of millions of pigs are not so easy to kill, right, how do they do it? ”

"The Shadowmen have a bipolar tornado, a remnant of the Great Expedition or the Great Rebellion."

Number Fifty-Six said.

"An extermination order was executed? It's that simple? ”

Fu Qinghai was a little puzzled:

"I don't know much about Chaos, but as far as I know, sacrifice can't be so simple, right? Sacrifice is not a simple slaughter, the sacrifice must kill a specific person at a specific time and place in accordance with a specific requirement. Throwing a tornado torpedo can complete the sacrifice, Tzeentch asks so low? ”

"Nope."

Fifty-six shook his head:

"The news of the destruction of the world has spread, and I have also heard some news. At first, the Shadowmen only destroyed the orbital defenses of the Hive World, and did not directly attack the surface, but used some methods to show the Bipolar Whirlwind torpedoes to the people in the Hive World, who claimed to be the Emperor's emissary and a loyal Astarte warband. ”

They also said: The world of the nest is sinful and must be atoned for. If the people of the city can't elect a planetary governor who meets the Emperor's requirements within the allotted time, they will launch a bipolar tornado to completely purify the planet - they don't even say what the 'Emperor's request' is! Then the whole world of the nest began to kill each other. ”

"The state religion claims that they meet the emperor's requirements, some of the nest nobles claim that they meet the emperor's requirements, and the bottom nest cult group declares that they meet the emperor's requirements...... In short, under the threat of a torpedo whirlwind, the entire nest fights, and everyone fights for the throne of the planetary governor - not for power, but for destruction not to fall on their heads. ”

Number 56 shook his head and sighed:

"A single lie can make a nest world kill each other and bleed, thousands of people lose their lives because of a lie, and thousands of people fight for their lives because of a lie. This absurd and bizarre behavior greatly pleases Tzeentch and enhances Tzeentch's power. I guess that's what they did with this act. ”

Fifty-six lowered his eyes and said calmly:

"In the end, after hundreds of millions of people died directly or indirectly in the Chaodu World because of this conflict and civil war, the Chaos Gang broke their promise and dropped that bipolar tornado."

The entire combat conference room fell silent.

Number 56 said a rough idea, but the specifics should not be so simple. Fu Qinghai thought secretly.

For example, why did they believe in the world when they claimed to be loyal to the Astarte Warband, and why didn't the local people use Star Communication to verify it? For example, why do the in-house counsel of the local justice department or the judge of the trial court sit idly by and refuse to act while people kill each other? There is no doubt that because the Shadowmen are all Alpha warriors, according to the traditional abilities of the Twentieth Legion, they must have sent many "Sparatu" mortal agents to infiltrate the interior of the hive before making this sacrifice, fanning the wind and sowing discord and creating chaos, which is what they do best.

Fifty-Six had made the right choice to take a merchant ship temporarily, and if he had asked his mortal agents to arrange for him to ride on a merchant ship, it would probably have delayed time, and he would not have been able to reach the Phaeton Casting World if he was one step late, because by then the subspace storm had already set off.

"Your teacher turned out to be a 'crow plague'?"

Fu Qinghai said with a sigh.

"What do you mean, you know each other?"

Fifty-Six asked.

"It's a bit of a fame."

Fu Qinghai said.

Dinat Marr, nicknamed "The Raven Plague".

According to some sources, after slaughtering the Raven Guards, Marr fled to the Mandragran Constellation and founded a Shadowmen Gang, serving as the Chaos Lord himself. Since then, the Shadowmen have launched guerrilla warfare to harass the Empire's frontiers and established a pocket kingdom known as the "Dark Frontier".

Later, the Raven Guardian gathers forces to seek revenge, only to find that the Chaos Gang has been destroyed, all the Chaos Space Marines have died, and the battleship has crashed...... The wounds on the corpses of the enemies were unheard of and unseen, and the Raven guards did not know what kind of alien race had done it for a long time.

There is no answer in this original book.

But combined with other Warhammer 40k originals.

The Mandela Gran Constellation is the territory of the Space Necromantic Sotek Dynasty, and the Emperor of the Sotek Dynasty is the most belligerent Storm King Yin Motek in the Space Necromancer.

So, what happened to the Shadowmen is self-evident - they have succeeded in awakening a sleeping world of the Tomb Clan, belonging to the Sotek dynasty.

The Warhammer 40k universe is full of dangers.

Certified by No. 56.

So far.

All the circumstances are clear.

"Imaginary incoming enemy".

has become a reality.

This subspace storm......

It's not an accident, it's a conspiracy.

"Thank you for your information, you've worked hard."

Fu Qinghai sighed and nodded:

"One last question, then."

Fu Qinghai's palm was placed under the table, and his arm armor quietly changed mechanically, and a blaster pistol automatically fell into his palm. Fu Qinghai raised the explosive pistol, the muzzle of the gun was right on the head of No. 56, and said:

"Prove your identity, Fifty-Six."

"What? No...... What do you mean? ”

The sudden change made him at a loss.

Fifty-six meters with shock written on his face:

"Don't you believe me, Khan?"

Fu Qinghai didn't speak, and the muzzle of the gun didn't move.

"Everything I say is true, Khan!"

Fifty-six said loudly. Looking around, he found that everyone was looking at him quietly, although his face was also a little surprised, but no one stood up to stop the battle leader.

"The subspace storm has cut off communication and communication to the outside world, and I have no way to verify whether what you say is true or false, and even I believe that what you said is very likely to be true."

Fu Qinghai looked at him and said seriously.

"I can't tell the real number fifty-six from the fake number fifty-six, to be honest, it seems to me that there is no difference between you and the number fifty-six, the one in front of me is the number fifty-six. But I know that the real Fifty-Six, the moment I pull the trigger, a cobalt-blue symbiote will appear in front of my head, blocking the bomb for him, while the fake Fifty-Six will not...... So, should you take a gamble? ”

Fu Qinghai stared at him and said with an evil smile.

Fifty-six stopped talking.

Fu Qinghai's finger pressed the trigger.

"Smack!"

The bomb has not yet been discharged.

Colorful psychedelic smoke bursts.

A mosaic flashed through the lake, and Fifty-Six, it turned into a monster with pink skin, a pair of small curved horns on its head, sharp teeth and large mouths, and five thick or thin claw appendages growing from the side of the big mouth.

It's you again, Pink Fear!

！

Fu Qinghai was so angry that his teeth itched.

Although the pink demon pretending to be No. 56 in front of him, and the pink demon pretending to be Chen Xinxue, may not be a pink demon, but facing this Tzeentch low-level demon again, countless painful memories came to my heart in an instant......

"Catch it for Lao Tzu!"

Fu Qinghai roared angrily.

All the Space Marines suddenly got up and swarmed up, and the entire conference room was in a mess, with tables, chairs, and benches flying wildly. Xia stood up reluctantly, and the eyes covered by lace cloth suddenly bloomed with dazzling white spiritual energy. The three Mechanic Sages quickly got up and retreated to avoid the chaos, all the while also looking curiously—this was the first time they had seen a living demon.

Tzeentch Demon.

"Ahh

The Pink Dread is still screaming and struggling:

"I curse you, Aoyama Khan!"

"There are so many demons that curse me, how old are you?"

Fu Qinghai scolded angrily:

"It even knows that Fifty-Six can use psionic mind reading, don't let it run!"

Fu Qinghai couldn't wait, so he directly pulled out the tile steel sword, planning to go up to subdue the demon and subdue the demon by himself.

Karamanda's face was gloomy, and she pulled out the backhand matrix on her waist with her backhand, ready to be ruthless.

The door to the conference room slammed open, and the Anti-Asia Tactical Company rushed in with proton guns.

However, before they could make a move, the Pink Dreads had been torn apart by the Space Marines and turned into two smaller Blue Dreads, who shouted at Fu Qinghai in unison:

"You're going to lose your intelligence officer forever!"

Josda clung to a blue dread. Fu Qinghai dragged the long tongue of the blue dreaded demon, and "Bang Bang Bang" slammed it on the table repeatedly, venting the resentment in his heart:

"Tell me, where is the fifty-sixth!"

However, although both Sutterfaran and Karamanda are psykers, the warbands do not have a think tank, and they can kill demons, but they do not know how to imprison demons or even enslave them. Eventually, the two blue dreads turned into mosaics and disappeared. Unless you use some special means, such as the Emperor's Sword, you can't kill the demon completely. "Death" is equivalent to being banished back to subspace, which is irritating and helpless.

Although this is not the first time he has faced the Pink Fear Demon, Fu Qinghai still has to say that the Pink Fear Demon is really weak - except for the basic immunity to ranged physical attacks, which is a common attribute of the Warhammer 40k Demon, the combat power of the Pink Fear Demon is indeed lackluster. But its ability to disguise itself is really extremely powerful, and no one can see through the difference between it and himself unless it uses some abilities in the reincarnation world to distinguish it.

As for the large amount of information that this "Fifty-Six" said before, whether it is true or false, Fu Qinghai has no way to tell now, and there is no need to distinguish - since a pink demon has appeared in the spaceport, then the answer is about to come out: The Tzeentch Demon Army has already struck!

The battle is not just beginning.

The battle began as early as the moment the ordinary merchant ship arrived at the Phaeton airport.

This is the Lord of Change.

This is Tzeentch.

…………

Subspace, a certain area.

An ordinary merchant ship was parked in place.

This merchant ship was originally set off from the world of Sintila's nest to the world of Phaeton Foundry, but during the subspace jump, it suddenly encountered a subspace storm, the navigator lost its coordinates, and the Star Whisperer lost contact, so it was trapped in the subspace, unable to return to the real world, and unable to move forward.

In the subspace, the colorful, colorful, dangerous, terrifying, and malicious psionic tides are constantly caressing and lapping the invisible force field shrouded in the outside of the merchant ship.

The eyes of the people on the merchant ship were full of despair, both the crew and the passengers were crying bitterly, and the captain was even ready to commit suicide. They all knew very well that once the merchant ship ran out of energy, and the Geller force field failed and shut down, it would be their time of death - no, in subspace, death was a luxury.

In the ground floor hold of this merchant ship.

A tall, sturdy naked bald man, lying alone in the gap between the goods, with a moldy straw rope in the corner of his mouth, his face full of bad luck, cursed secretly in his heart:

His grandmother's, Lao Tzu is really a dog.

How could you be so unlucky?

In other words, whether it is bad luck or luck, is it all the godhead of that person...... Forget it, I don't dare to think about it, this is a subspace, not a real universe, and then think about that name, I'm afraid something will happen, sleep and sleep, sleep directly.

Number 56 lay backwards.

I wonder when Qingshan will come to save me?

…………