Chapter 452 Geyser National Park 36

Hearing the man's words, the players sitting around were stunned.

They are doing their best to survive in the game every day, who has time to think about other things.

In their eyes, NPCs are a group of moving things, and few people have any thoughts about them.

But today...

This new religion...

It makes people frown.

The middle-aged man sitting at the top didn't care.

The pressure that the game will die needs to be vented.

Some things, you just have to try it once to know how good it feels.

Hurting innocent people, more or less, will make people feel guilty.

And one of the teachings of the new gods is that everything done in the game is innocent.

Every time this round passes, more people embrace new teachings to escape their inner condemnation. In the end, he was fascinated by all the teachings of New God, and became the most loyal believer of New God without hesitation.

"Everyone should be true to their hearts, liberate themselves, and release pressure.

These are the kids who volunteered their lives for us to adjust to our best in the final days of the game.

We are the creators of the new world!

Everything we do in the game is innocent! "

The middle-aged man raised his arms and shouted, and the brainwashed people around him also shouted, and the auditorium suddenly became chaotic.

Of course, these young people who just came in did not dedicate themselves to the gods. They were for one bite, for food and meat, and then took the initiative to walk in front of other sitting players.

There were discordant voices all around, and more and more people joined this discordant movement.

Sitting in such an environment, Fu Yizhi was surrounded by four or five young girls, and his expression did not change from the beginning to the end.

His gaze was cold and unmoving, as if he was heartless and desireless, unattainable.

The middle-aged man who was hugging a young and beautiful girl looked over and smiled at Fu Yizhi's cold face,

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about you."

As he spoke, he told the subordinate next to him, and then a person was brought out.

"Mr. Fu is really a lover. We brought out your little lover for you. It's hard for everyone to play once. Don't be restrained."

Little lover?

After being blown by the wind for a long time, Fu An'an, who watched a lot of unsuitable scenes for children, finally understood the script he got.

He broke free from the priest who was clamping him, and ran to Fu Yizhi's side.

"Brother Fu."

The expression on Fu Yizhi's face finally changed, and he glanced up and down at her, "Cold?"

Can it be cold?

The man just let himself wear a down jacket.

The little fabric inside is no different from the bellybands worn by ancient people.

When I was outside the door just now, the cold wind poured from my calf to my neck.

"This, this dog New God, really knows how to play."

The game is not carefully cleared, the supplies are not well-conserved, and some nonsense has been made.

Fu Anan rubbed her hands together, her whole body was about to curl up into a ball.

When this cult is wiped out, she must take off the clothes of these priests and throw them outside to feel the ice and snow at the moment.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard something whispered in her ear.

"Sit up."

Yes, I almost forgot that my current identity is Father Fu's little lover.

She looked at Fu Yizhi's long flat legs, then sat down and stopped when the clothes touched him.

In the eyes of outsiders, she sat down.

In reality, however, her ass was hanging in the air.